When Lin Jiaxing stabbed Dongming Ziyu just now, most people would be unstable even if they didn't get poked a hole.

But Dongming Ziyu could only evade one of his shots by retreating lightly, and then he was able to fight back.

This skill and adaptability are not easy!

Before he could turn around, Dongming Ziyu was already preparing to strike him again!

Lin Jiaxing gritted his teeth, his red and phoenix eyes stood up, and he blocked the spear behind his back, barely able to block a sword.

Then, he turned around and stabbed Dongming Ziyu.

Dongming Ziyu secretly appreciated that this little man was quite agile, but after a few tests, he knew that Lin Jiaxing was no match for him.

In a duel between masters, you can tell right away if you make a move. Lin Jiaxing obviously also knows that with his own martial arts, he is no match for Dongming Ziyu.

But Lin Jiaxing didn't flinch at all. He was afraid and planned to fight Dongming Ziyu to the death.

He cannot retreat a hundred miles!

Once he leaves Longcheng, he will no longer be within his sphere of influence, and Nanyun Lengyue will not be able to tolerate him by then.

Besides, if they retreat a hundred miles and wait for Dongming Ziyu to kill them, they will still have to face each other sooner or later.

This means that if you can escape the first day of the new year, you can't escape the fifteenth day.

Lin Jiaxing was determined to win with death, and his moves became more ruthless. All of his moves were aimed at deadly places.

Dongming Ziyu held the soft sword in one hand, twitched his hand behind his back, pulled out Shangguan Ruoli's thousand-year black iron dagger, and stepped up his attack.

It became difficult for Lin Jiaxing to cope with it. Although he did not lose any honors, his short sword was cut off and his long spear was also chipped. Especially the armor on his body was scratched, and the armor pieces fell to the ground.

Of course he knew that the dagger was made of thousand-year-old black iron. No wonder it could cut off his scimitar in one go.

At this time, he had the urge to run back to his own camp. After all, he was at a disadvantage in both martial arts and weapons.

If you continue to fight, you will either retreat or die.

If you keep the green hills, you won’t have to worry about running out of firewood!

However, he couldn't afford to lose this person.

Lin Jiaxing said angrily: "No, your weapons are all treasures, I don't accept it!"

Dongming Ziyu took advantage of his anger and distraction, put the long sword on his neck, and asked calmly: "What do you want?"

Lin Jiaxing threw the long gun and half of the dagger in his hand on the ground, "We don't use weapons! This is fair!"

Dongming Ziyu's lips twitched, "Okay!"

Sheathed both the soft sword and the dagger and threw them to Mo Wen from a distance.

Lin Jiaxing pulled open his robe with an angry look on his face, revealing his muscular little body.

Shangguan Ruoli's pupils shrank, what kind of rhythm is this? Do you want to fight shirtless?

Do you want to be so childish?

Lin Jiaxing stood naked in front of Dongming Ziyu, looking like a stubborn little kid...

Dongming Ziyu glanced at him expressionlessly. He, a prince as noble as a god, Dongming's current emperor's father, could not do such a derogatory thing as stripping off his clothes in public.

Soon, the two of them got into each other's hands.

Lin Jiaxing learned martial arts from somewhere. It seems to have no rules, but his punches are very powerful and powerful.

In addition, he is small in stature, agile, and extremely cunning in his movements, always attacking in unexpected places.

Dongming Ziyu was different from him. He had arranged for martial arts masters to teach him martial arts in his small palace. Later, he became a disciple of Master Zhaixing, who came to him on his own initiative. He was from a well-known family, and his moves were somewhat rigid.

But he also waded through a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. His moves seemed to follow routines, but each move could evolve into a more superior killing move.

After all, Lin Jiaxing has less experience and his martial arts skills are also a bit lower. Besides, like weapons, fists and feet are one inch short and one inch dangerous.

After all, there was a gap in height, body length, and limbs. Lin Jiaxing's fist had not yet reached Dongming Ziyu, but Dongming Ziyu's fist had already reached him.

Lin Jiaxing's movements are flexible, and Dongming Ziyu is not a stupid big guy, his movements are more flexible and have endless changes.

After a while, Lin Jiaxing couldn't resist anymore. He was punched in the face, kicked in the abdomen, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Lin Jiaxing has been able to fight Dongming Ziyu through so many moves, and his martial arts skills are already quite high. It's no wonder that Dongming Ziyu regards him as his opponent.

Shangguan Ruoli was watching enthusiastically, with stars in his eyes. The men in her family were so handsome and good-looking when they fought!

The steps are like the wind, the posture is graceful and free, like flowing clouds and flowing water...

Shangguan Ruoli has completely entered the state of nymphomaniac, wishing he could turn into a cheerleader and cheer for Dongming Ziyu.

Jingyang's eyes were shining, and he clenched his fists, wishing he could stand up on the horse.

Dongming Ziyu punched Lin Jiaxing in the abdomen. Lin Jiaxing bent over and took the opportunity to attack Dongming Ziyu and hit him with his head.

Jingyang couldn't help it anymore and laughed like a silver bell, "I don't even need this kid's desperate tricks anymore."

Shangguan Ruoli chuckled and laughed.

When she saw Dongming Ziyu beating Lin Jiaxing into such a miserable state, she smiled happily.

When Lin Jiaxing heard the crisp smile, he turned his head and glanced, and saw a young boy who looked like a man with a delicate face. Behind him, there was a bright and alluring face!

Although this man is wearing armor and dressing up as a man, who is Lin Jiaxing?

Passing among thousands of flowers, Bu Cai recognized that she was not a human being, and she recognized it as a woman at a glance. Not to mention, the woman was wearing a battle armor, and she actually had a unique charm that captivated everyone!

If she can be among Dongming Ziyu's personal guards, she must be Dongming Ziyu's woman. If I can get this woman over...

"Ah!" Lin Jiaxing felt another pain in his stomach, and he actually flew out.

That's right, he was kicked away.

He fell into a pile of broken limbs and arms. He struggled for a long time before he got up, covered in blood.

Lin Jiaxing stood up unsteadily with bared teeth, clutched his chest, swallowed the blood that had reached his mouth back into his stomach, and glared angrily at Shangguan Ruoli.

It’s this woman, why does she smile so beautifully?

Seduce him! Beauty trap!

Dongming Ziyu's eyes were cold, he took a step forward, blocked his sight, and said coldly: "Should you admit defeat, or should you continue to fight?"

As a man, Dongming Ziyu naturally understood the meaning of Lin Jiaxing's startling and greedy look just now, so he kicked Lin Jiaxing with 80% of his internal strength.

Although Lin Jiaxing held on, Dongming Ziyu knew that he was at the end of his strength, and if he continued to fight, he would only die.

Dongming Ziyu still has a sense of appreciation for talents. Although he didn't use his full strength, there were not many generals who could fight so many moves with him.

Lin Jiaxing didn't want to admit defeat, but he understood the condition of his internal injuries. He didn't say anything, turned around and left.

It wasn't that he didn't want to speak, but that he was afraid that if he opened his mouth, blood would spurt out.

Mo Wen took the lead and said: "I'm willing to admit defeat! Otherwise, you will be worse than me, an eunuch!"

Shangguan Ruoli frowned, would this guy be cheating?
Chapter completed!