Erosion of bones and pets, forensic mad concubine

Chapter 551
Chapter 551
Regardless of whether Zhong Ziyu still has accomplices or not, Rong Leng will not let him go out of hatred for this person.

The two black shadows came and went in a hurry, and the paddy field was pitch-black at night. The night wind was blowing, and the sound of the empty wind and the surrounding air seemed a little gloomy.

This chase came screaming, but people's physical strength is always limited, even if their skills are profound, there will always be times when they are exhausted.

Another half an hour later, the two stopped in the midst of a field of crops.

A half crescent moon hangs high in the sky, the moonlight is cool and glowing with cold light.

Zhong Ziyu's breath was short of breath, it was obvious that he had tried his best and was at the end of his strength.

He stopped at the same spot, adjusted his breath calmly, looked at the man in the black robe who was following behind him, and smiled warmly at the corner of his mouth: "You are worthy of being the captain of Zhengemen, as expected, you are underestimated."

Rong Leng didn't say a word, just approached Zhong Ziyu slowly, the slightly wet ground under his feet made a creaking sound.

This sound is usually not noticeable, but in this lonely night, it is particularly harsh.

Zhong Ziyu waited for his breath to be adjusted properly, and he had gathered his inner strength, but this time, Zhong Ziyu didn't run away, but just looked around at the night, and sighed: "It's such a beautiful day, it's a pity that I can't enjoy the moon under the moon, what do you think?"

Rong Leng's face was cold, and his cold eyes pierced Zhong Ziyu's body, and said coldly: "Now, let's hold your hands and leave your whole body."

"Heh." Zhong Ziyu laughed, with the corners of his eyes curled up: "Since Your Excellency insists on destroying countless beautiful scenery, then Zhong has no choice but to accompany him."

As he spoke, he exerted a sudden force in his hands, and his figure was in front of Rong Leng in an instant. Zhong Ziyu's hands were clenched into fists, and there was killing intent in his eyes!
With a punch, it went straight to Rong Leng's abdomen!

Rong Leng seemed to have sensed it, and with a flash of his body, he dexterously avoided the punch, backhanded, and grabbed Zhong Ziyu's shoulder.

But Rong Leng reacted, how could Zhong Ziyu not?He missed that punch, and when Zhong Ziyu realized that the punch had missed, he turned sideways, avoiding all parts of himself that would be attacked, turned over, jumped, and took three steps back.

Rong Ling stepped forward, chasing after him.

Zhong Ziyu took another two steps back, and circled around to reach Rong Ling's back. This time, he grabbed Rong Ling's back directly. Suddenly, with a loud crash, Rong Ling's clothes were torn open, and four bloody paw prints appeared on the ground. The back of the vest.

At the same time, before Zhong Ziyu stopped, Rong Leng pinched Zhong Ziyu's arm hard with his fingertips, and when he pulled hard, it seemed as if he wanted to tear off the opponent's arm.

Zhong Ziyu pursed his lips tightly, trying to break free, but found that Rong Leng's strength was stuck like pliers. If he broke free forcefully, it seemed as if he wanted to fold his arm to him.

Zhong Ziyu's expression was ugly, but Rong Leng ignored the burning pain in his back, and punched Zhong Ziyu's face again. Zhong Ziyu was alert, but he was a step too late, and a bloody gash was scraped on his body by Rong Leng's punch , gurgling oozing traces of blood.

There was a cold light in Zhong Ziyu's eyes, he moved forward, but he didn't hide, three silver needles in the palm of his hand passed through, and shot straight into Rong Leng's eyes.

Rong Ling dodges, takes two steps back, and distances himself.

The night wind began to howl at this time, and the half crescent moon just now became hazy, as if it was covered by something.

The smell of blood spread, a drop of blood fell from the cheek to the corner of the lips, Zhong Ziyu stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked it slowly, tasting the taste of his own blood, he suddenly laughed again, that smile was weird and evil Well, if ordinary people are looked at by him like this, they will definitely feel chills down their backs, as if someone is holding a cold boa constrictor and putting it on you.

But Rong Leng was just indifferent, looked at him and smiled, and said coldly: "Your face is so natural that people can't help but want to destroy it."

As Rong Leng said, he really rushed forward and hit the opponent's face again.

Zhong Ziyu dodged, but blocked the top, but not the bottom. He was hit hard in the abdomen and shot backwards.

Blood sprang from the corner of his mouth, the blow just now made Zhong Ziyu's stomach tremble, as if his stomach was going to burst.

Rong Leng took advantage of the victory to pursue, Zhong Ziyu turned over and jumped, engulfed in the inner power of the thunder, and went straight to Rong Leng.

The screaming internal force was against the cold wind, and the sharp wind blade seemed to tear people apart. The two men smelled of blood. They passed through this quiet cornfield, and when they turned back, the smell of blood on their bodies , and one more layer.

And at this moment, a drop of moisture fell from the sky.

Rong Leng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Zhong Ziyu, who was also in a panic, narrowed his eyes, and rushed forward again. With a set of combos, Rong Leng beat Zhong Ziyu back steadily, but the opponent had a cunning mind and a silver needle on his body Constantly stabbing at Rong Leng's Achilles' heel again and again.

The two fought in a daze, becoming more and more embarrassed.

In the sky, the light rain finally fell.

The rain washed away the blood stains on the faces of the two, revealing two equally excellent faces, with deep black eyes and sharp eyes.

But Zhong Ziyu's eyes were gloomy, and the killing intent was evident. The two came and went, equally embarrassed, but it was hard to tell the winner.

The two men who are equally confident in their martial arts, seem to be rivals in chess, the longer they fight, the more hidden their desire to send each other to the eighteenth level of hell.

The winter rain is cold and cold, and the blood sticky body is mixed with damp and cool water vapor. Those cracked blood holes are washed whiter by the water, as if they are about to become inflamed and swollen.

This little bit of pain did not bring much waves to the two of them. On the line of heaven and earth, under the heavy rain, the two stood in the water and continued to attack each other desperately.

This fight lasted for a full two hours.

The original refreshing drizzle turned into a drifting heavy rain, and the rain fell like nails, crazily hitting the two men who didn't know what to do.

Zhong Ziyu panted rapidly. He did not expect that the opponent's ability was so outstanding. After fighting for so long, there was still no winner.

Rong Leng's situation is not much better, after the internal energy is exhausted, the feeling of being forced to lift up is like digging out the heart and excruciating pain in the internal organs.

After fighting for so long, both of them had weakened.

But they all have their own methods, to lift up the internal force in a single breath, but the sequelae of this forced internal force will be more painful later, after all, it is an extreme method, revealing a great risk .

But the two sides refuse to give in to each other, and this struggle will never end.

But until this moment, when Rong Leng looked over, he saw Zhong Ziyu's face was covered with sweat or rain. Zhong Ziyu was dripping wet with one knee on the ground, panting heavily, his face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were as dark as black. Everywhere on his face and body, he was dilapidated and bruised.

Several times, Rong Leng had already struck Zhong Ziyu's heart and forehead with his internal force, those two places were fatal, if he was injured, he would either die or be injured.

But the other party is very clever, and can save the day from danger every time, even Rong Leng has to admit that the other party is a tough bone that is on par with him, and if he is alone, it may be a bit of a stretch to catch this person.

(End of this chapter)