A little colder.

The war spear in Zhe Ta's hand was like a poisonous dragon, and every blow was so vicious and insidious that it was difficult for Chen Jing to let go.

The two of them fought from one end to the other without stopping for a moment.

From time to time, long and narrow knife marks or deep stab marks are left on the walls of subway tunnels, and the smooth and flat walls are changed beyond recognition.

With Chen Jing's deliberate concession, the battle place between the two quickly came to where he expected.

Then Chen Jing suddenly took action.

Under Zhe Ta's disbelieving gaze, he actually threw the sword in his hand over, and then followed the sword and rushed over.

How is this going?

Zhe Ta was very puzzled.

He is obviously a master of swordsmanship, but suddenly thought of using his bare hands. Is he stronger with his bare hands than with a weapon?

Without any time to think, Zhe Ta quickly retracted his spear, held it horizontally in front of his chest, and easily swung Chen Jing's sword away.

But Chen Jing, who rushed up at this time, did not attack him as he expected. Instead, he grabbed the spear body of the bronze war spear and tried to take the weapon away from his hand.

Zhe Ta was caught off guard, and his whole body was pulled closer by Chen Jing. He even hit the man's vital parts with an extremely vicious knee.

The pig-liver-colored Zhetu took a breath of cold air as soon as his face was half opened. When he finally realized what he was doing, he was furious and grabbed the spear tightly.

His right hand was injured, and there was a huge hole in the palm of his left hand. If he had to fight with bare hands, he would definitely suffer. So no matter what, the weapon must not be thrown away.

The two of them were locked in an anxious struggle for a moment. Apart from their heavy breathing, the only sound left in the tunnel was the sound of stones breaking and grinding under their feet.

However, just a few breaths later, a subtle sound of movement suddenly intervened as a third party.

Zhe Ta's expression changed drastically and he glanced in the direction of the sound. As for Chen Jing, a proud smile appeared on his face covered with sweat and dust.

Ever since Shang Qingmei used her special trick and exhausted her last strength to make way for Chen Jing, she fell onto the uneven, wet and cold ground.

She tried hard to stay awake.

No matter how inelegant and uncomfortable her falling position was, she didn't take it to heart at all and remained motionless.

She patiently stores the little bits of strength she recovers every minute and every second, waiting for the best opportunity. She will never waste her strength on unimportant places.

She naturally saw the current situation on the court, and after giving Chen Jing a hard look, she finally got her chance.

When Chen Jing deliberately created a stalemate on the court,

Shang Qingmei didn't waste a moment. She clenched her silver teeth, and all the strength she had accumulated before was not retained at this moment. She slowly raised her body with her trembling slender arms, barely maintaining a half-kneeling position.

And just after doing this action, Zhe Ta's attention was caught.

If it were Lin Zhan, he might not care much, after all, a quick glance would show that the other party's lamp has run out.

It's just that the person in front of him is Shang Qingmei, and the charm of that spear is so unforgettable. So much so that Zhe Ta is like a cat with a hairy hair at this moment. He is afraid that the other party will have some tricks, so he doesn't even care about the spear, and quickly has it The thought of retreating.

And he immediately took action.

It stands to reason that Shang Qingmei's move definitely accomplished the intended goal unexpectedly. Even Chen Jing did not expect that Zhe Ta would be so afraid of her, which saved him from his next actions.

However, Shang Qingmei was not satisfied. She really couldn't bear the fact that she could only lie weakly on the side, watching her teammates fight for her, but there was nothing she could do.

So Shang Qingmei did not stop moving.

I saw that her face suddenly turned extremely pale, and the beautiful face that was originally so beautiful became quite haggard and withered.

She reluctantly used some method to stimulate her potential, but her body was fundamentally damaged.

But the effect was very noticeable. Her body no longer trembled, and her long and slender hands became particularly powerful.

She quickly pulled out the Black Hawk pistol on her thigh with her right hand, and her half-kneeling body made a standard aiming motion with the gun.

Shang Qingmei's eyes were wet with hot blood flowing from a deep gash that was cut open at the corner of his eyebrow.

But she didn't blink, her eyes fixed on Zhe Ta's movements, her mind overloaded with calculations.

Just when her body was about to be unable to hold on any longer,

Bang! Bang!

Two bullets that were an absolute threat to warriors were instantly ejected from the muzzle.

Without enough time to see the result, Shang Qingmei felt as if she had been hit hard by a heavy object, her head tilted and she fainted.

The Black Hawk Pistol has basically no effect on warriors above the third level, but it poses a great threat to those of the third level and below.

Zhe Ta, whose strength was greatly reduced, no longer dared to ignore bullets like he did in the beginning.

He quickly let go of the war spear and tried to dodge, but due to Shang Qingmei's careful calculation, at his current speed, even though he could dodge the first shot, he could not dodge the second shot.

This time, the bullet easily penetrated his lungs. In an instant, Zhe Ta's breath dropped to freezing point.

Chen Jing glanced at Shang Qingmei who had fallen down with concern. After noticing that the other person's chest was shaking slightly and that his life was not in danger, he felt relieved.

Immediately afterwards, he threw the war spear that he was not very familiar with far away, kicked his legs violently towards Zhe Tao who was injured again. He would not let down the good opportunity created by Shang Qingmei.

boom!

Chen Jing punched Zhe Ta hard on the left side of his face, and several teeth and blood spurted out of his mouth instantly.

Chen Jing took advantage of the victory and pursued the attack, hitting the right side of the head that was missing a large section with another punch.

Zhe Ta, who still had a murderous look on his face, only had time to move sideways and let his right shoulder push up instead. With a click, the entire shoulder blade instantly shattered, and his right arm, which had already been broken into countless pieces, fell limply.

But Zhe Ta didn't care at all. In just a few minutes, he suffered more than just injuries.

The right arm has long since been destroyed, and the bone spur on the elbow joint of the left arm was beaten so hard that it protruded directly out of the skin. One kneecap was also completely shattered, and a kidney was directly clawed out.

But so what? His fighting spirit was still burning brightly, without any flinching.

Chen Jing wasn't feeling very well at the moment. Even though he didn't have any injuries on the surface, in fact, he was already scarred on the inside.

At this moment, every part of the opponent's body seemed to have turned into a war weapon, rushing toward him like a violent storm. Even the raised bone spurs at his elbows were used as weapons to stab him crazily.

Although this man was a barbarian from another world, putting aside his initial arrogance, he was definitely the most competent warrior he had ever seen.

Even if he is an enemy, Chen Jing admires him endlessly.

Not only are they rich in powerful combat skills, but they also have a majestic fighting spirit, both in life and death.

Finally, after paying the price of a broken arm, Chen Jing's left hand slowly withdrew from the depths of Zhe Ta's head.

The body that stood as strong as an iron pillar finally collapsed.
Chapter completed!