Qian Men Xie Shao

"That depends on whether you have a chance to survive..." Huang Potian replied in a cold voice. After speaking, the sword in his hand glowed coldly, and he rushed towards Zuo Qianhan again. The short sword in his hand was like a spirit snake. Quick and precise, a sword pierced Zuo Qianhan's left chest, Zuo Qianhan turned his body to avoid the sword, and at the same time, the saber in his hand slashed towards Huang Potian's shoulder.

Huang Potian was also secretly surprised, he didn't expect the opponent's actual combat experience to be so sophisticated, if he hadn't trained hard under Xiao Yuchen's supervision for the past two months and improved his strength a lot, he might have suffered a disadvantage at this time.

I saw Huang Potian forcefully twisted his body, avoiding the knife and at the same time slashed the dagger in his hand, and went straight to Zuo Qianhan's throat. The whole dagger seemed to be made of gold, shining golden light, Zuo Qianhan was even more A cold sweat broke out in shock. Although he had never fought against Huang Potian before, he didn't pay much attention to this person who had no significant record. But now Huang Potian's strength showed that he felt a lot of pressure.

At this time, although he used his quick retreat to defuse this nirvana, he fell into Huang Potian's fierce pursuit. Huang Potian raised his breath and put the two sharp blades in his hand. The dance was impenetrable, and although the moves were not plain, they were very effective. He remembered Xiao Yuchen told him that often the most direct moves were the most effective moves. Although those primitive moves did not look fancy, they were the most effective. Simple killing technique.

The two of you come and go, the speed is extremely fast, Huang Potian can't move away from the opponent's vital points, and the places he attacks are the places where the opponent must save. Although Zuo Qianhan became famous very early, he has rarely done it these years. Although he has never let down his kung fu, after all, he lacks the courage to fight to the death and the indomitable fighting spirit.

The time for one cigarette passed quickly, and Huang Potian's sharp sword cut a gash more than ten centimeters long on Zuo Qianhan's left shoulder. The strength was reduced, and the lower abdomen was also stabbed by Huang Potian's blood-red short knife. Fortunately, he avoided it effectively at the critical moment, but there was still some blood hole, and the blood flowed out directly from the wound.

At this time, the sound of fighting around is still gradually diminishing. There are still 20 elites left in Zhentiantang, and most of them are wounded. Facing the members of Nilangtang who surrounded them in all directions, what will they do for you? There is no chance of turning over.

There was no suspense in the battle. A few minutes later, a member of Nilangtang cut off the head of the last Zhentian member with a single knife, and the battle came to an end. Contrary to everyone's expectations, although the 200 people who shook the heaven were all elites, none of them were slaughtered, and more than 30 members of the Nilangtang were killed in battle, 20 were seriously injured, and more than 50 were slightly injured. If news of his achievements spread, the underground forces in Liangjiang City would be completely boiled over.

All the members of Nilangtang quickly formed a circle, surrounding Huang Potian and Zuo Qianhan in the middle. The two fought fiercely until now without stopping for a moment. Four or five hundred moves had passed in a blink of an eye, and Huang Potian's arm was caught by the left Qian Han struck with a knife, and blood stained his clothes. If he hadn't blocked with a short knife, effectively reducing the opponent's strength, his left arm might have been separated from his body at this time.

And Zuo Qianhan was even more embarrassed, and Huang Potian's sword cut a "cross" wound on his chest, and his thigh was dripping with blood. Although these wounds would not be fatal in a short time, but in the case of severe blood loss Still fighting again and again, not only greatly reduced his combat power, but also very likely to lose blood to death.

But after all, Zuo Qianhan followed the overlord Shi Qiubai to conquer the world, and he was bloody all the way to this day. There are countless battles, big and small, all of which are a hundred times more tragic than this. Although Huang Potian has the upper hand at this time, he has tried his best for a long time His onslaught also exhausted his stamina severely.

At this time, Huang Potian's offensive was no longer as fierce as before, and his speed and strength had slowed down. Xiao Yuchen also frowned slightly. Such a situation was very dangerous for Huang Potian. Like a tired tiger, although full of power, but not as agile as before, Zuo Qianhan is like a cobra, although he has many scars, but he is not in a hurry, he is waiting for the opportunity, as long as he catches Huang Potian's A flaw, followed by a fatal attack.

Sure enough, Zuo Qianhan caught Huang Potian's unpreparedness, stepped forward, quickly came behind him, and stabbed Huang Potian in the back with a knife. If it was before, Huang Potian had many ways to resolve the situation. However, at this moment, he was infinitely close to exhaustion, and it was impossible to avoid it, so he could only avoid the vital points as much as possible.

"Pfft..." The saber in Zuo Qianhan's hand pierced Huang Potian's body, and Huang Potian also stepped close to the fatal point of his body at that critical moment, but he was still seriously injured. At this moment, Huang Potian turned the blade, held the handle with his backhand, and stabbed Zuo Qianhan in the chest.

The speed of this knife was not fast, but Zuo Qianhan had no precautions, and his physical strength was also seriously consumed. Although it was not as good as Huang Potian, it was not half as good as the full state, plus the injuries on his body, Let him be inescapable...

Seeing that Huang Potian's dagger was about to pierce Zuo Qianhan's chest, this stab would definitely pierce his heart. At this extremely critical moment, Zuo Qianhan stretched out his hand and grabbed Huang Potian The short knife, the blade cut through his palm, and blood flowed out along the fingers. At this time, the sword of the short knife was still less than five centimeters away from his body. Although a certain price was paid, the crisis in front of him was finally resolved. .

Zuo Qianhan wanted to push the saber hard to pierce Huang Potian's body, but at this time the saber was already stuck in Huang Potian's ribs, and even if he tried his best, it would be difficult for him to get through. In desperation, he resolutely let go. He lost his right hand holding the saber, and grabbed Huang Potian's throat.

At this time, his body was directly behind Huang Potian, and Huang Potian couldn't help it. Huang Potian felt that it was extremely difficult for him to breathe, his face turned purple, and he was about to suffocate to death...

"President... Hurry up and save Brother Tian!" Several cronies of Huang Potian from the Nilang Tang were very anxious, and hurriedly begged Xiao Yuchen.

"If you want to become a real master, you have to go through the test of life and death, and the baptism of blood. Even if I save him this time, he will still die in the hands of others next time..." Xiao Yuchen also watched closely Although he said so about the battle between the two, he couldn't really ignore Huang Potian's life and death. If it really came to a critical moment, he would rescue him without hesitation.