The strongest warrior in the city

Chapter 71 71 Unstoppable!

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The direction of the spear, with the momentum of sweeping the world with one shot, no wonder Zhao Long can look down on Jiangling's invincible hand and become the most important subordinate of Qian Lao. This strength alone is enough.

However, although Zhao Long was strong, Yuan Tianbiao was not weak either. With a spear in hand, Zhao Long had a lot of advantages, while Yuan Tianbiao fought Zhao Long with bare hands, relying entirely on physical attacks.

Even so, under Zhao Long's attack, Yuan Tianbiao could still maintain an unharmed posture, which is not something ordinary people can do.

The layman watches the fun, and the layman watches the doorway.

In addition to the vast majority of ordinary people present, there were also some martial arts practitioners present, such as the master of the baseball cap man who had almost fought with Ding Ning before, and Jiang Menshen, the second in command of the underground auction house, were all Lianjiazi.

They could see that Zhao Long might not be Yuan Tianbiao's opponent if he didn't have a long spear and just fought with bare hands.

After all, Zhao Long can fight evenly under Zhao Long's long spear. Once Zhao Long loses his sharp weapon, there is a high probability that he will lose to Yuan Tianbiao.

Thinking that Zhao Long was no match for Yuan Tianbiao, neither Jiang Menshen nor the baseball cap man's master frowned.

Susu!

Zhao Long's two consecutive stabs failed, and Yuan Tianbiao, who dodged, smiled at Zhao Long: "Your marksmanship is good, but you are not good enough to stop me."

Yuan Tianbiao's huge physical body is not as bulky as he imagined, on the contrary, his movements are very flexible and fast, he is simply the most agile fat man in the world, it is hard to imagine that an existence like a wall of flesh can move at such an astonishing speed.

kindness?
Zhao Long twitched his wrist, wanting to draw back the spear, and turned to attack from a different angle, but Yuan Tianbiao grabbed the end of the spear just as he drew back halfway.

"If you don't have this spear, the tiger will lose its teeth and become a sick cat."

With a chuckle on Yuan Tianbiao's face, he clenched his hand vigorously, and immediately pulled the spear over.

Zhao Long's eyelids twitched, if Yuan Tianbiao snatched the spear, he would not be far from being defeated.

"It's not that easy to grab the spear." Zhao Long knew that he could threaten Yuan Tianbiao only with the spear in his hand, otherwise he would be weaker than the opponent in terms of punching and kicking alone.

The spear cannot be lost.

The right hand gripped the gun barrel tightly, and the left hand was on the rear buttocks of the gun barrel, and slammed it.

Immediately, the barrel of the spear bent in an arc, and there was a huge shock. Yuan Tianbiao only felt the pain in his mouth, and reflexively let go of his palm. Seeing this, Zhao Long retracted the spear.

"I underestimated you."

After fighting for so long, Yuan Tianbiao was finally injured. Although he was only bleeding from the jaws of a tiger, he was still injured. This was something Yuan Tianbiao himself hadn't thought of before.

Thinking of him, Yuan Tianbiao, who has been in the world for so many years, I don't know how long it has been since he was injured.

A cold breath permeated Yuan Tianbiao's body. Obviously, he was getting angry, which was a sign of using all his strength.

The eyes of the two collided, like the tip of a needle pointing at a wheat awning. When the momentum of the two reached its peak, they fought together again.

It's just that in this fight, even Zhao Long, who has a long spear, doesn't have any advantage, because Yuan Tianbiao has an extra dagger in his hand.

A short blade that is not black, but has a cold light.

When the two weapons collided, sparks were sparked immediately, causing the sound of sizzling electricity to frequently appear on the battlefield.

After some blows, the two separated for a short while, Yuan Tianbiao slowly picked up the short blade in his hand, and licked the remaining blood on it.

On Zhao Long's cheek, there was now a bloodstain, which was injured by the short blade in Yuan Tianbiao's hand.

This time, the two were considered even, and they both slandered each other.

Zhao Long stared at Yuan Tianbiao firmly, if he hadn't dodged fast enough just now, the short blade would have cut his throat instead of his cheek.

That would definitely take his life in an instant, it could be said that he had a brush with death.

Although he had a spear in his hand, when Yuan Tianbiao also took out his weapon, his advantage was greatly weakened.

Among weapons, there is a saying that one inch is long, one inch is strong, one inch is short, and one inch is dangerous. Long spears are long and sharp, with a wide attack range, and short blades are short and weird, but they hide murderous intentions.

Both have their pros and cons.

Yuan Tianbiao, who used the short blade, attacked even more fiercely. Even though the long spear kept stabbing him, he was blocked by Yuan Tianbiao with the short blade, resolving the killing move.

The two kept colliding, anyone could see that the confrontation at this time was very dangerous, the sound of the two weapons clashing became more and more ear-piercing, like a clarion call to the soul.

"not good."

Suddenly, Mr. Qian, Jiang Menshen and others had a flash of expression, realizing that the situation of the battle was not good.

After Zhao Long's long spear stabbed out this time, it was not blocked by the short blade, but was turned sideways by Yuan Tianbiao, puffing up his big belly, and the bullet fired. If this was the case, it would not change the color of several people. The short blade in his hand quietly appeared above Zhao Long's wrist.

Zhao Long's heart beat wildly, and the short blade stabbed down suddenly.

bang.

The spear came out of his hand and fell to the ground. Zhao Long's body receded, and a small puddle of blood appeared tick-tock on the ground.

Zhao Long was injured, a deep gash appeared on his wrist, and blood dripped from it.

This injury made it difficult for him to continue fighting with a spear.

This is because Zhao Long is fast enough, otherwise Yuan Tianbiao's sudden move just now would have crippled one of his hands, and he would never be able to use a long spear in the future.

"You can't use long spears, let's see how you block me." Yuan Tianbiao laughed loudly, and with a flash of his body, he rushed towards Mr. Qian in an instant.

His goal is not Zhao Long, but Qian Lao.

The reason for injuring Zhao Long was to break Qian Lao's left and right arms first, so that he could do things more conveniently.

"Grandpa, let's go."

Seeing Yuan Tianbiao coming, Tong Wantong didn't have the same mood as before. As a spectator, Zhao Long failed to defeat him, her grandfather would be very dangerous.

"If you want to kill the master, step over my corpse first." Zhao Long stopped him again, but this time, without the spear, Yuan Tianbiao punched directly sideways, and hit Zhao Long's injured hand just now, instantly hurting him. More injuries, more pain.

Seeing that Mr. Qian was right in front of him, Yuan Tianbiao smiled: "I'm here to take your head."

"Your Excellency, please give me some face, how about stopping?"

Jiang Menshen, who was standing beside Qian Lao, stood up, but Yuan Tianbiao answered him with a punch with a hammer, which directly blasted Jiang Menshen seven or eight meters away, and smashed him far away.

Swish.

The master of the man in the baseball cap lay in the middle, and said slowly, "Can you show me some face?"

Yuan Tianbiao snorted coldly, ignored it at all, and punched directly.

"Since you don't give me face, then you can die for me." The master of the man in the baseball cap also punched him.

The two collided, only to hear a series of sounds of bones breaking, and then the master of the man in the baseball cap knelt on the ground with his arms folded in pain.

Yuan Tianbiao didn't even look at the other party. At this time, he was an invincible god with an iron fist, unstoppable.

"Old guy, no one can save you!" Yuan Tianbiao showed his trademark smile again, which was uglier than crying.

(End of this chapter)