Chapter 1,611 Kill them

"It's another cold winter, another snow."

When the sky and the earth rolled up a stream of snowflakes and pounced on Park Tae-do, Park Tae-do suddenly stopped moving forward, staring at the dead leaves and snow all over the ground, just like a child staring at a rotating windmill, a sincere loneliness emerged on his face.

Zhao Heng's fingers gently stroked the Heng knife. When everyone didn't know Park Tae-do's feelings, Zhao Heng could understand Park Tae-do's heartfelt emotions. So his fingers flashed a snowflake and smiled and said, "You are very lonely, very lonely, so lonely that you wish you could die early?"

Park Tae-do, who had been drained of a lot of energy and fighting spirit by the years, showed a hint of surprise on his face. He seemed a little unbelievable that Zhao Heng actually understood his voice. He was indeed very lonely, so lonely that he wanted to die soon anytime and anywhere. He was not dead yet, not because he didn't want to die.

He has not died yet, but because he is a century-old legend in South Korea, he can die, but cannot let himself die like a wild dog, and he sighed: "You are right. How many people in this world know that loneliness is sometimes much more painful than death."

"The most hateful thing in this world is loneliness."

Zhao Heng raised a faint smile on his lips, and then he gently threw out a sentence: "I have a friend who is as lonely as you, so lonely that he wants to die. He told me to take a glass of wine and sit alone in the empty and elegant garden. He was so lonely that he could even hear the sound of wine swaying in the glass."

This is what King Guang of Zhou once said to Zhao Heng in private. His expression was very similar to Park Taidou at that time. He was so lonely that he wanted to die but could not die. Living had become a torture, so Zhao Heng was able to clearly explain Park Taidou's mood, which made Zhao Heng feel a little shocked.

Could it be that Park Taidou died tonight when he asked for a flash in the pan? This made Zhao Heng smell a stronger atmosphere of conspiracy, and then he heard Park Taidou smile at Tianchang and said, "Confidant, confidant! Zhao Heng, I suddenly don't hate you so much, but I still don't show mercy!"

"Look at the knife!"

The next second, Park Taido disappeared in everyone's sight. When he saw the huge figure in white clothes again, Park Taido had already appeared in front of Zhao Heng. His sword, which was at least fifty pounds, slashed at the tip of Zhao Heng's nose, and it was full of strong wind. Zhao Heng seemed to be slashed out by this knife.

But Park Tae-do knew clearly that the blade was still an inch away from Zhao Heng's face and did not hurt Zhao Heng's hair at all. A trace of unconcealed praise flashed in his eyes. Then, as Zhao Heng raised his sword, he poked out his left hand and a thin fist slowly shot out.

This punch gave people a very slow visual feeling, but in fact, it appeared in front of Zhao Heng's eyes as soon as it was just a gesture, and it hit Zhao Heng's raised sword. The simple Heng sword let out a sad sarcastic whine, and the blade trembled violently, as if it was too heavy.

Zhao Heng felt a powerful force coming, as if he was hit by a huge rock with a thousand kilogram. His body could not control himself and the Heng sword in his hand could not be lifted up to face the enemy. The next second, Park Tae-do, holding the sword in his hand, took a step forward, but the speed of this Xu Piaopiao step was extremely fast, and he felt like he was shrinking into an inch.

"when!"

Park Tae-dog roared through Fengxue, and slashed at Hengdao and Zhao Heng with a knife, and pounced on him! Zhao Heng was slashed out again with his knife, and a large hole was cracked in his right shoulder, revealing the golden wire bulletproof vest inside. If the Hengdao protected the vital points and had armor on his body, Zhao Heng was afraid that he would have already hung up the color.

Even so, Zhao Heng, who was hit by fists and heavy swords, had blood rolled, and his throat almost spit out a mouthful of blood. Fortunately, he gritted his teeth in time and was not ashamed. Then Zhao Heng subconsciously withdrew two meters and stood in the snow, rubbed his heart and shoulders and sneered: "I'm still stronger!"

"It's a pity that I'm old after all, and I'm gone to pursue the victory!"

Zhao Heng admitted that Park Tae-do is powerful, but he has the reality of a master. His only fatal weakness is that he is too old and his awesome at the age of over 100 is still in the clear place. So he looked at Park Tae-do who was coughing gently and said, "It's just the beginning, why do you play with me?"

Park Tae-do supported his huge body and heavy battle knife, and did not hide his weakness of aging in his body's functions. He smiled faintly: "I'm always a little older, but I'm still more than enough to deal with you. I can hold on for at least fifteen minutes and let Aunt Jiu inside burn to ashes by the fire."

"very good!"

These are the last two words Zhao Heng said. At this moment, he moved his footsteps and shot out suddenly. As his toes moved forward, a large stream of snowflakes plowed out. At the same time, Heng Dao swept out mercilessly. The sword light wrapped in snowflakes and scattered countless white lights, which was dazzling.

Dangdang! Zhao Heng attacked eighteen moves in a row with a rainbow of momentum, endlessly like countless huge waves, but Park Tae-do did not even make a move back. He was like a hard rock and allowed Zhao Heng to attack, his feet kept moving and retreating, leaving more than a dozen deep marks on the snow.

Although Zhao did not get involved with him, this phenomenon was not good in the eyes of South Korean masters. Park's sword technique was always a preemptive move, but Park Tae-do seemed to be forced to do it. It was indeed not easy to fight back with a heavy sword in Zhao Heng's thunder attack.

The South Korean masters subconsciously held the sword in their hands tightly and became ready to rescue and kill Zhao Heng at any time. Baigousheng and others took a step forward together, pointing dozens of guns at their heads. As long as anyone dared to pounce down to save people, the elite Zhao family would shoot and ruthlessly shoot them without hesitation.

Seeing this, the South Korean masters could only helplessly put the nun in front of him to show that they still had pitiful chips. Although they knew that this was meaningless to Zhao, everyone had their own thoughts, but no one noticed that Xiaoxiao was gone, and even Baigousheng didn't know where he was going.

Suddenly, Zhao Heng shook his right hand, and the light of Heng's sword suddenly surged.

With the bitter north wind, the blade pressed down on Park Tae-do who had retreated to the stairs with the sharp north wind. The white-haired old man seemed to have been forced into a dead corner, and his sword seemed to be unable to take action at all. Unexpectedly, at this moment, he took action, and his sword suddenly stopped heavy.

The straight knife actually transformed into countless apertures. The flashing apertures circled around. Zhao Heng's attack immediately became heavy. Another "knife" sound, the thick knife and the Heng knife collided instantly, and the four-shot Mars, and the thick blade actually crashed straight into Zhao's body.

Zhao Heng and Bai Gou Sheng had a hint of emotion in their eyes.

They already understood what Park Taido meant. He must force Zhao Heng to death before taking action. When the masters confronted each other, sometimes it was like a large army confrontation, and they had to put it to death first and then live, because Zhao Heng's energy was stronger than him and his aura was stronger than him, so Park Taido could only use this method.

"Bang!"

Park Taido hit Zhao Heng's body protected by the sword with another knife, but the latter did not fall and fly out to cushion the impact this time, but instead made a mistake in the steps to stabilize the body. The next second, Zhao Heng stood his palm like a knife and pressed down on Park Taido. The thin edge of the palm turned out like a sharp blade.

Zhao Heng's eyes had a nearly ruthless cold look, reminding people of the judge who was in charge of life and death. Park Taido knew that Zhao Heng was going to fight with him head-on. He laughed and his fists were serialized. At this moment, dozens of fists seemed to hit Zhao Heng's palm carrying the strange power.

Park Tae-do's powerful fist sound broke through the air, making people feel the sound of a storm sounding all over his ears, and the fists and palms hit each other. Zhao Heng's lightly swung his palm as if he was not obstructed, but the fist shadow that Park Tae-do, whose face changed drastically, exploded like a bubble.

Park Tae-do never expected that Zhao Heng's palm was so domineering, and he broke the fist mark composed of his six success forces. Seeing that Zhao Heng's palm was about to be pressed on his chest, Park Tae-do shouted loudly, and his left hand shook and raised it again, blocking the attack with all his strength at Zhao Heng's palm.

This palm carries 90% of Park Tae-do's skills. The snow turned and the wind flew, like a sudden rush, and the raging waves suddenly burst into pieces, making a rushing sound, with extremely amazing momentum. Park Tae-do was already in the heart of dying together at this moment, and his fists and palms hit each other, and even made a dull sound like thunder.

Finally, the two missed each other's fists and palms and hit each other.

As Baigouyuan and the others became nervous, Zhao Heng was like a broken kite dragging snowflakes backwards. The white snow left a series of blood stains of Zhao Heng, but Park Tae-do was still standing still. It was not that he didn't want to move, but that he was blocked by the wall behind him and could not retreat.

Facing Park Tae-do, a difficult guy with rich experience and domineering skills, Zhao Heng had to take the opportunity of hurting the enemy by 1,000 and himself to win. Otherwise, he didn't know how long it would take to deal with this guy, so Zhao Heng, who fell into the snow and vomited blood, did not look depressed at all.

He believed that his punch was enough to hit Park Taido.

As Zhao Heng expected, although Park Tae-do, who was standing against the stairs, stood like a javelin, and his momentum was not diminished at all, three red tides appeared on his wrinkled face in an instant, with white clothes flying and clamoring. After the red tide, Park Tae-do's face turned pale as paper.

"Zhao Heng was injured, kill him!"

As Park Tae-do's sudden low shout, twelve snowstorms exploded from the ground, and twelve white figures flashed through the snow, and the cold murderous aura rolled from behind like a wave to Baigou and the others, and shot crossbow arrows, two of them slid directly to Zhao Heng, who was several meters away.

Just as their bodies moved, two "popping" sounds sounded, and two dazzling lights flew away like meteors. The warhead with spiral patterns flew straight through the wind and snow at several times the speed of sound, and crashed into the heads of two killers who were pounced on Zhao Heng!

"flutter!"

The two fell to the ground, blood mixed with white brain matter.

Zhao Heng waved his finger and made a quick and neat move:

"Kill them!"

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