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182. Chapter 182 Mysterious Bracelet

Zhang Biao's body was shocked, and it was really not good to be sucked by Lin Zifeng with a belt. You should know that the force of the belt hit his face, which was very painful. The most important thing is that Lin Zifeng was hurt by the belt.

This time, Zhang Biao obviously learned his lesson.

Holding the sword in his hand, he rushed towards Lin Zifeng's abdomen with anger, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed to Lin Zifeng's side.

Lin Zifeng was not afraid of danger, and a sneer flashed on his cold face.

During the battle just now, I retained a little strength, but I will not let him go anymore.

Wrap one end of the belt in the heart of the right hand and throw it out directly.

The belt made a crisp "pa" sound in the void.

After a while, the two of them fought together. The belt in Lin Zifeng's hand seemed to be alive, and it made crisp sounds of slap in the void. Zhang Biao's sword was not weak at all. Each sword made a harsh sound that even the air was whistled.

Almost every time Zhang Biao slashed, Lin Zifeng's agile body was like a rabbit, constantly changing its position. The sharp knife slashed on the cargo box, sparks burst, and even sparks splashed on Lin Zifeng's face.

“Uh…!”

Seeing Lin Zifeng's body healthy, Zhang Biao finally got angry, and roared to the sky, holding a battle knife in his hand and stabbed at every direction that Lin Zifeng changed.

The knife technique is used to hold a drill, and the action is vicious.

Chop, chop, stab, pick, bounce, and various sword techniques of slashing and slashing are emerging one after another. The speed and slashing and slashing and slashing are really difficult for Lin Zifeng to withstand. Fortunately, Lin Zifeng's speed is not slow. Not only did he avoid Zhang Biao's attack, but he also made Zhang Biao unable to withstand it.

The belt in his hand was thrown out and whipped it on various parts of Zhang Biao's body. The guy almost called him mother in pain.

When Lin Zifeng threw his last belt on his fierce face, the guy was completely furious.

The sword changed countless postures and the strange sword techniques, forcing Lin Zifeng to retreat repeatedly. Finally, when the sword in Zhang Biao's hand finally pierced into Lin Zifeng's heart, but who knew that Lin Zifeng's belt seemed to have vitality, it wrapped the sword in Zhang Biao's hand in one hand.

When Zhang Biao was shocked, Lin Zifeng's right leg swept out. If he was swept, Zhang Biao could imagine his fate.

Then he shouted loudly, and his thick arm burst out with incomparable strength. He held the sword and cut off the belt in Lin Zifeng's hand.

Even the belt strip flew out in shock.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Biao grinned with a fierce face and said with a strange smile: "Do you have any tricks?"

After Lin Zifeng's belt was blown away, Lin Zifeng showed a dry smile on his cold face.

"It's not over yet!"

After saying that, in Zhang Biao's surprise, Lin Zifeng quickly changed his gestures, discarded the remaining belt in his hand, and clasped his hands into fists. In Zhang Biao's dazzled, Lin Zifeng's fists turned like a windmill.

"Bang bang bang..."

Lin Zifeng's fists were like tigers, and the fists were full of wind. The speed of each punch was almost less than 0:00 and 1 second. In almost one second, Lin Zifeng actually punched nine punches!

This move seems to be something that Bruce Lee can do in the movie! Lin Zifeng can actually play it at this time!

The speed of almost every punch is the same, and the strength of each punch is the same. After the ninth punch is finished, Zhang Biao's chest is deeply sunk, blood flows from the corners of his mouth, and even his eyes begin to turn white.

In the end, Lin Zifeng kicked him out with one kick.

"puff……!"

Zhang Biao vomited blood in his mouth, his mind was blurred. He took more than ten steps back before stopping, but his vision had already blurred, as if Lin Zifeng's figure was changing five or six shadows in front of him.

Zhang Biao shook his head hard, trying to hope that he could be more awake, but Lin Zifeng was in a strong murderous intent and wanted him to be sick while he was sick! This is the old man taught him the art of defeating the enemy. Don't be kind to anyone. Once you have a kind heart to the enemy, it will undoubtedly plant a fatal threat to yourself.

Lin Zifeng's five fingers formed claws, and the tiger's mouth hit hard, attacking Zhang Biao's eyes. The goal was very clear. Lin Zifeng wanted to snatch Zhang Biao's eyes and make him lose his combat power.

But the fight of trapped beasts and the instinctive desire to save life made Zhang Biao forcefully cheer up. When Lin Zifeng's five fingers stabbed him in the eyes, Zhang Biao reacted quickly, waved his right arm to try to stop Lin Zifeng's attack. He was pitiful but ignored Lin Zifeng's other hand being attacked with fierce eyes.

"puff……!"

“Uh…!”

A bloody eye was violently snatched by Lin Zifeng's middle finger on his left hand. Even the white flesh inside was snatched out.

Blood mist filled with screams, Zhang Biao's screams continued to rise and fall, covering his eyes with his hands in pain, and his whole body shrank into a shrimp-shaped shape. Obviously, Lin Zifeng took off one of his eyes, and Zhang Biao's mind was almost crazy because of the pain.

Lin Zifeng, who was standing next to the cargo box, looked extremely cold and had a bloody eye in his hand.

"Kill me! Kill me!"

Zhang Biao's face was pale, and he covered his eyes with his hands and begged Lin Zifeng to kill him.

But how could Lin Zifeng kill him so cheaply? Since the two of them have formed a hatred, Lin Zifeng will never let Zhang Biao leave alive today. If Zhang Biao does not die, Lin Zifeng will never feel at ease.

A cold and strange smile appeared on Lin Zifeng's face, and then picked up the sharp knife that Zhang Biao had just fallen to the ground, held it tightly in his hand, and walked towards the painful Zhang Biao step by step.

Although Zhang Biao has almost lost his combat effectiveness now, at least he still has resistance before his death, so Lin Zifeng has to be vigilant.

When Lin Zifeng was less than one meter away from Zhang Biao, suddenly! Zhang Biao pulled out a cold and shiny steel knife from his waist and abdomen and cut it sinisterly at Lin Zifeng's neck. Under the scorching sun in the afternoon, the sun shone on the steel knife and rushed towards Lin Zifeng's eyes with dazzling reflections.

Lin Zifeng never expected Zhang Zi's counterattack before his death. He held the sword and stabbed Zhang Zi hard in the abdomen.

But what Lin Zifeng never expected was that when the sharp knife in his hand pierced into Zhang Biao's abdomen, blood flowed out along the sharp knife, and Zhang Biao's face was filled with a strange smile.

"not good!"

Lin Zifeng screamed inwardly and quickly pulled the knife out, just about to retreat, but Zhang Biao held the sharp knife that pierced into his body with one hand, regardless of how serious the sharp knife was injured by the sharp knife, and no matter whether the sharp knife penetrated into his body, Zhang Biao was already determined to die and wanted to die with Lin Zifeng, and would rather fight back!

Seeing that the sharp knife was held in Zhang Biao's hand, Lin Zifeng could no longer retreat. Zhang Biao's gloomy and pale face flashed with a smug smile. Even if he died, he had to pull Lin Zifeng as a quilt.

When Zhang Biao held up a sharp knife and killed Lin Zifeng's head, Lin Zifeng's heart suddenly felt cold!

Or it should be said that he felt the threat of death. Once upon a time, Lin Zifeng felt so familiar, but after beating himself out of the Dark Prison, he had never experienced the feeling of this threat. He didn't want to die today and die suddenly on the spot.

A mistake turns into eternal regret. It is most appropriate to use this sentence to describe Lin Zifeng. However, what Lin Zifeng did not expect was that Zhang Biao actually tried his best to pull Lin Zifeng into the underworld together. Such people are either crazy or crazy.

Frequently trade life.

When the sword was about to kill Lin Zifeng's neck, Lin Zifeng almost subconsciously raised his arm to block it. This came from a person's instinctive reaction. At this moment, Zhang Biao even showed a trace of evil expression on his cheek, because even if Lin Zifeng used his arm to block it, it was still difficult to escape the fate of being killed. You must know how sharp the sharp knife is. It can almost easily cut off any position on Lin Zifeng's body, and even bones can be peeled into meat paste.

However, when the tip of the knife was mixed with the breath of death and killed Lin Zifeng's wrist, a crisp trembling sound was heard on Lin Zifeng's wrist.

I originally thought I was absolutely dead now, but what I didn’t expect was that my arms and neck were not damaged at all.

Instead, a strange force on his wrist bounced back Zhang Biao's sword!

Zhang Biao's eyes were horrified! He stared at his eyes tightly and couldn't believe all this. Even Lin Zifeng didn't know what was going on. When he looked carefully, even Lin Zifeng took a breath of air conditioning.

I saw that the black bracelet that had been silent on my wrist was actually blocked by me without any danger!

And it was a faint light just now!

Could it be that there is any secret to this bracelet?

Lin Zifeng only knew that this ordinary bracelet seemed to have no characteristics except for its more expensive price. Even when the old man gave it to him, he did not understand the origin of the bracelet.

But in the current situation, Lin Zifeng couldn't help but think about it too much, so he quickly waved his arms and attacked Zhang Biao hard.

Zhang Biao was popped out by the bracelet for nearly seven or eight meters away. When Lin Zifeng came to the front, Zhang Biao had already fallen into the sea and disappeared.

Seeing a large amount of blood appearing on the sea, Lin Zifeng was not interested in chasing him anymore. After being injured so seriously, even if Zhang Biao did not die, it would probably be difficult for him to survive.

It was not the time to track Zhang Biao. Lin Zifeng quickly checked his own situation. Seeing that he was only slightly injured, he didn't care much. So he picked up the bracelet on his wrist and observed it repeatedly, but found that the bracelet was still the same bracelet, silent, no different from ordinary bracelets. Except for the simple material and the colder temperature, it seemed to be no different from the decorations in some famous stores.

"Is it really this bracelet that saved my life just now?" Lin Zifeng frowned, but now it was not the place to peck and grind. Lin Zifeng went straight to his house without stopping.
Chapter completed!
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