The Genius

No matter Ma Qingdi or Voldemort, they didn't expect that there were still people watching nearby.

More than 40 people died at the scene. How far would the rest of them have been? How far would they have been watching?

So the existence of Ye Tianlong made both Ma Qingdi and Voldemort squint.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know you were making movies."

Smelling Voldemort's killing machine, ye Tianlong quickly yelled out: "I'll go right away."

The gloomy Voldemort didn't speak. He just tilted his head slightly to a man in Xiong country, and motioned him to solve Ye Tianlong's problem.

"He is an ignorant passer-by who can't threaten you at all."

Ma Qingdi stepped forward and said faintly, "you don't have to kill him."

"Of course I know he can't threaten me, but I don't like to be known. I killed you."

Voldemort did not have any emotional ups and downs on his face: "I'm not afraid of revenge from the horse family, but I don't want to deal with you every day."

As the voice fell, the Xiong man pulled out a dagger and ran to the position of Ye Tianlong.

Ma Qingdi frowned slightly and moved his steps, as if to block each other.

He moved, Voldemort also moved, like a sharp arrow to Ma Qingdi.

"Bang bang!"

See Voldemort pounce on, four well prepared children of Ma rushed out, four short guns at Voldemort is crazy shooting.

Voldemort showed his body and ran like a civet. All the bullets he shot failed, and he wiped his hair, clothes and heels.

Occasionally there were a few bruises, leaving traces of blood, but Voldemort still did not blink an eye, just kept running speed.

He immediately drew himself closer to Emperor Ma Qingdi.

"Kill

The four sons of Mahalanobis fired all the bullets in their guns, pulled out a saber from their backhand, roared, and covered Voldemort at the same time.

So far, so fierce, it's hard to resist.

"Dang!"

Voldemort waved his left hand, snatched the knife in an instant, and then split forward.

A light cold light flashed by, with his action, so the attack disappeared without a trace.

Four of Ma's children's clothes burst, their armor fell to the ground, their blood shot, and they staggered back to the ground, all seriously injured.

"Whoosh!"

Voldemort looked at Ma Qingdi not far away. With a wave of his right hand, his Sabre flew out like a meteor.

Ma Qingdi didn't retreat, but advanced. He hit the blade with his fist.

"Awning!"

The saber blows up and the pieces fall to the ground

in this gap, Voldemort shoots and the phantom sticks to Ma Qingdi.

"Come on."

Ma Qingdi raised his foot to the top, and Voldemort pressed his left hand to block it back. Then he shrunk his shoulders and cat's waist, avoided his opponent's iron fist that could smash his head, and stuck to his body.

His thin fists burst out again and again. Like raindrops, they fell on Ma Qingdi's belly. They were faster than lightning and kept on fighting him back.

"Rush

In the body straight fall fly, the mouth of the bloody Ma Qingdi Teng body kicked a foot, point in Voldemort's chest.

It's very domineering.

Although Voldemort has tried his best to release his power, Ma Qingdi's kick still makes him shoot backwards, which is as powerful as the special effects of a movie.

Two people continued to land, fell back a few steps, almost fell, each other's mouth are flowing blood.

"Come on!"

Ma Qingdi got up again, stepped out with a low roar, and his voice burst in a flash, and he got close to Voldemort again.

A sudden force, an elbow hit hard.

Voldemort's eyes narrowed and his palms stretched out.

"Boom!"

Voldemort blocked Ma Qingdi's violent elbow strike and made a shocking and terrifying cracking sound.

When he failed, Ma Qingdi raised his left leg abruptly and hit Voldemort's side waist with his knee.

This is one of Ma Qingdi's big killing moves. Elbow stroke is just a feint. The real killing move is on his hard knee.

And what he attacked was one of the vulnerable parts of his body. If he hit him, Voldemort would break his waist and spurt blood on the spot.

Just on the way to the knee, Voldemort suddenly turned into a shadow and disappeared in the same place.

Ma Qingdi failed.

The feeling of losing the center of gravity was very uncomfortable. Ma Qingdi's face changed and he retreated backward to avoid danger.

Voldemort came back to Ma Qingdi from the side. His fists burst out with amazing strength. The black windbreaker was blowing and a strong wind was blowing around him.

"Bang bang!"

Fist storm hit, unstoppable!

"Boom -"

emperor Ma Qingdi's eyes were shining, and his hands were clapping repeatedly to block his fist quickly.The fists and palms alternate, dazzled at the moment.

"Boom and boom -"

a series of collision sounds sounded, and both sides did not have any fancy, venting their speed and strength.

But as time went by, their cheeks turned pale.

"Hoo -"

after the collision, Voldemort, who stepped back half a meter, took advantage of the situation to attack again. His fist style suddenly changed and his strength surged wildly.

"Fight

Ma Qingdi burst out laughing, ready to burst out, the whole person step forward, indomitable momentum, straight to its front.

"Bang!"

The fists collided and the voice was dull. They stepped back together and pulled out a deep foot mark on the ground. Five meters later, they could stabilize themselves.

Ma Qingdi was half kneeling on the ground, gasping for breath, with a touch of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. It seemed that he had been hurt a lot.

Voldemort stood, covering his chest, a touch of dignified, but not a bit flustered, there is no doubt that this game, he took advantage of.

Voldemort said coldly, "you are very good."

Ma Qingdi stood up shaking: "you are not bad either."

Voldemort wriggled his neck and continued to approach Ma Qingdi: "unfortunately, you are our enemy, so you are doomed to die.

emperor Ma Qingdi laughed: "don't worry, even if I die, I will pull you on the back."

Two people's eyes are locked in each other, they both appreciate and cherish each other like that.

"It's time to end."

Voldemort gave a strange smile, and his figure shook again. In the vast white light and shadow, Emperor Ma Qingdi saw a titanium spike flying towards his heart.

The speed is incomparable. It's absolutely too late to dodge.

"Kill -"

with a roar, Ma Qingdi bit his lips, slightly tilted his body and rushed forward.

Four or five meters out, a sharp cold quickly into his body, and spread around.

At this time, Ma Qingdi's feeling became scorching, like being beaten into a hell on the 18th floor and suffering mercilessly from wild fire.

"Whoosh!"

A titanium stab penetrated his body, Ding on the Mercedes Benz, shocking.

A stream of blood from the Ma Qingdi body burst out, whoosh, blood flying is spectacular.

Ma Qingdi also gave a shrill cry: "ah -"

Voldemort believed that Ma Qingdi's heart had burst, and cat and mouse watched Ma Qingdi's figure falling forward.

Who knows, Ma Qingdi's body strange to the side jump out, touch the ground after rebound, with the potential of lightning fell on Voldemort's body.

His left hand, in a row, stabbed Voldemort in the stomach.

"Ah -"

Voldemort uttered a scream, and the whole palm of emperor Ma Qingdi was completely inserted into his abdomen.

They fell to the ground with their chests close to their chests and their faces close to their faces.

"I said, die together."

Ma Qingdi put on a smile and tried to tear Voldemort's intestines.

Voldemort, who felt the danger, was really good. He was still calm when he was hit so hard. When he gathered his strength, he bumped into Ma Qingdi.

"Bang!

Forehead touching.