coobybook Chapter 175
Chapter 175
Chapter 175: Deathmatch!!
Lian Haolong understood what he meant at once.
Luo Tianhong just wanted to compete with him.
It is also a matter of life and death.
“Good!”
Lian Haolong simply agreed.
It’s all going to die anyway, so why not fulfill this brother’s wishes?
Instead of dying at the hands of others, it is better to die at your own hands.
The two walked to the empty center of the warehouse.
Luo Tianhong took out the eight-faced Han Sword that he was carrying.
And Lian Haolong took a steel pipe of nearly two meters. It’s not that he underestimated Luo Tianhong. It’s an inch long and an inch strong. The long steel pipe against the eight-sided Han sword, ~ may not necessarily suffer a loss.
The two sides stared at each other, like two cheetahs meeting each other in the jungle, waiting for the other to strike first, and then seize the flaws to fight back.
Luo Tianhong couldn’t help but strike first.
He held a sword flower, and the eight-faced Han sword in his hand stabbed towards the face of Lian Haolong.
The blade turned into a cold light, fast as a bolt of lightning.
Even Haolong nodded secretly, and was very satisfied with the strength of this brother.
In the face of this swift sword, he was unhurried, raised the long steel pipe in his hand, and accurately slapped it on the back of the sword, blocking this sword.
The long sword in Luo Tianhong’s hand slashed up along the body of the steel pipe, wanting to cut off Lian Haolong’s fingers holding the steel pipe.
Lian Haolong let go of the long steel pipe, and at the same time, his left foot was rui, and the real rui reached Luo Tianhong’s stomach, widening the distance between the two sides.
As he retreated, he grabbed the long steel pipe in the air and re-gripped it in his hand.
Luo Tianhong staggered back a few steps and covered his lower abdomen.
This kick is really fierce, if he hadn’t moved his body in time and avoided the point, I am afraid that this kick would have made him lose his combat effectiveness.
“Big brother is really powerful.”
Luo Tianhong said with a smile.
“Take out all the strength, let’s fight today, and then go outside to pull some people to cushion the back.”
Lian Haolong waved at Luo Tianhong.
Holding a sword flower, Luo Tianhong grabbed his body again and rushed forward to kill Lian Haolong.
This time this sword was even more vicious and fierce than before.
The tip of the sword flickered like a poisonous snake, and the sword light enveloped Lian Haolong’s upper body, locking all his key points.
A little brother next to him watched the two of them fighting, dazzled.
These people who followed Lian Haolong were elites who were obsessed with martial arts.
And even Haolong and Luo Tianhong, who is stronger and who is weak, has always been an unsolved mystery in the faithful society.
So this duel naturally interested them very much.
“What do you think? Let’s make a bet, Brother Long and Brother Hong, who wins and who loses. ”
A little brother with dyed blonde hair touched the shoulder of another bald little brother and said.
“I bet on Brother Long to win.”
The bald tone is affirmative.
“Okay, then I’ll bet on Brother Hong to win.”
“What’s the stake?”
“Do you think we can get out of here alive today, what else is there to bet on.”
The blonde counted the shoulders.
“That’s what I said.”
The bald head nodded and did not speak again, staring at Lian Haolong and Luo Tianhong in the field with the blond hair.
I saw Lian Haolong facing Luo Tianhong’s shocking sword, he grabbed the tail end of the long rod tube a little higher with one hand, and grabbed the tail end with the other hand.
It shook like a rocking boat award.
The other end of the long steel pipe was snatched into a circle, colliding with Luo Tianhong’s long sword, making a clanging metal clashing sound.
It is also that the eight-faced Han sword in Luo Tianhong’s hand is of good quality, and it is replaced by an ordinary sword, so it collides with a steel pipe, I am afraid that it will be directly broken into several sections.
After the weapons in the two hands were stirred like this for a while, Luo Tianhong saw a flaw, and after removing Lian Haolong’s long steel pipe, a sword stabbed into his chest.
This sword was much faster and fiercer than before.
And with an indomitable momentum.
It was like when Jing Ke stabbed at Qin Shihuang in the palace.
Either you die or I die.
It’s time to win!
The two younger brothers watching the battle next to him were all nervous.
Who is better Lian Haolong or Luo Tianhong?
They know the question and are about to reveal the answer.
Lian Haolong’s eyes froze, and his expression was solemn.
He smelled an extremely dangerous aura from this sword.
He has encountered countless strong enemies in his life.
Fought countless vicious battles.
It can be said that it came out of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood.
It has experienced hundreds of vicious battles, large and small.
He felt that this was the closest he was to death.
He felt a little nervous, and some excited.
For Luo Tianhong’s skills, he is very clear as a big brother.
It’s just that this sword exceeded his expectations and surprised him.
He exhaled deeply, exhaling heavily, just as the tip of the sword was a few feet away from his chest, about to pass through his chest.
Turning slightly sideways, his heart avoided the tip of the sword and stabbed him in the shoulder.
Burst!
The eight-faced Han sword pierced the flesh and blood, and a brilliant blood flower burst out on his shoulder.
Lian Haolong’s shoulder forcefully jammed the blade with flesh and blood, so that Luo Tianhong could not draw the sword while holding the steel pipe in his other hand, and the sharpened end of the steel pipe was pierced like a spear.
Accurately pierced into Luo Tianhong’s throat.
Blood burst out like a fountain, staining the ground red.
The victory and defeat have been divided, and in the end, even Haolong is better.
Luo Tianhong covered her throat in pain and coughed up blood.
His face quickly turned pale from blood loss.
He looked at Lian Haolong, there was no resentment in his eyes, some were just relief and admiration for life gradually flowing from him, making him kneel on the ground.
“It’s so cold…”
Luo Tianhong said weakly.
“I’ll go down to accompany you right away.”
Lian Haolong touched his head and said slowly.
Hearing this, the light in Luo Tianhong’s eyes completely dissipated and fell to the ground.
The two younger brothers next to him were excited to see this wonderful competition, and their hands were shaking slightly.
It’s worth it!
Before he died, he could see the duel between Luo Tianhong and Lian Haolong, two masters of the peak of underworld martial arts.
It’s really worth it!!!
“Follow me out and pull a few more strips on the back!”
Lian Haolong said simply, then picked up Luo Tianhong’s eight-sided Han sword, took two pistol heads and walked towards the door without looking back.
The two younger brothers silently followed.
Outside the warehouse there was already gunfire.
Dadada-da…
A faithful little brother strides on a horse, holding an MP5 in his hand and shooting at the slivers.
The slivers hid behind the police car, cowering in embarrassment.
From time to time, he raised his gun and fired a few random shots in return.
“Yes, I still haven’t prepared enough, and there are still not enough people and horses called!”
Behind a police car, Liao Zhizong stood up and fired a few shots at the warehouse, and was immediately forced to crouch down by the rain of bullets.