Ye Zixiao looked at Jing Chengkong, who looked pale, with a provocative look. Suddenly, his eyes were constantly on his eyes and he found some bloodstains on Jing Chengkong's legs. He immediately shouted like a monkey: "Damn it! It's not that Dandan was kicked out by me! I can't give birth to a baby!"

Jing Chengkong's face turned red and white, and he hit the ground angrily and rushed back again. Under his anger, his entire human speed increased exponentially.

Ye Zixiao didn't react at all. He didn't expect that Jing Chengkong Ding Ding would be like a ok person after being hit hard. When the two were in contact, Jing Chengkong's left fist hit Ye Zixiao's stomach like lightning. Although this punch was not a charging force, it was full of force, almost shattering Ye Zixiao's internal organs and knocking him into the air.

Jing Chengkong strode forward with a meteor, and his right elbow hit the back of the soaring Ye Zixiao like a hammer.

The front and back of his chest were also hit by a devastating blow. Ye Zixiao's body hit the ground hard, shaking up dust. His lower abdomen was already covered in blood and blood was flowing out, and a large area of ​​bruised on his back.

Jing Chengkong took advantage of the situation and also made a revengeful leg towards Ye Zixiao's crotch.

Ye Zixiao was kicked out of the sound of a rooster crowing, and kept rolling on the ground. The violent pain numbed the whole person. He looked at Jing Chengkong, who was as if nothing had happened, and cursed, "Fuck, have you practiced the iron crotch skill?"

"Crawl for me!" Jing Chengkong was furious, pounced forward like a cheetah, raised his right leg like lightning, and slashed at Ye Zixiao who had not yet stood firm. If he hit the slash, the duel would almost end.

In terms of cruelty, the battlefield is much more cruel than the so-called death battle. In every battle, someone dies by Ye Zixiao. Every second is full of danger. When sleeping, he turns a blind eye. In terms of stress response to danger, Ye Zixiao's battlefield experience is not something that can be covered.

So the moment Jing Chengkong raised his foot, Ye Zixiao felt a fatal sense of danger. Although the severe pain made him feel a little deaf, judging from the fluctuations that tear the air, Ye Zixiao could judge that Jing Chengkong was about to cheat, and he rolled to the side without thinking.

"Boom!" It seemed like a meteorite fell to the ground, and the ground could not withstand such huge force from Jing Chengkong, and it collapsed outward like a spider web.

In a few breaths, Ye Zixiao finally breathed, and his eyes were injured slightly, so he could barely open it. The duel between experts often had a small loophole to change the situation. Just now, Jing Chengkong gave up defense in order to seek a fierce attack and revealed his flaws. This opportunity was instantly captured by Ye Zixiao, who had rich combat experience!

Ye Zixiao rushed over and hugged Jing Chengkong, hooked his feet and fell heavily to the ground with Jing Chengkong. After the two fell to the ground, he raised his head without hesitation and slammed his forehead hard at Jing Chengkong's nose.

Although Jing Chengkong subconsciously recognized his face, he still felt like he had been hit by a truck on his face, making his teeth so sore.

Ye Zixiao was not feeling well. Jing Chengkong's ability to resist hits was extremely strong, which made his forehead bruised. He wanted to continue to fight closely on the ground, but Jing Chengkong quickly put one foot on his lower abdomen and kicked him out.

Ye Zixiao rolled a few circles and stood up quickly. Her eyes were injured and she could see clearly. The originally one-sided combat balance also tilted towards him.

Ye Zixiao stared at Jing Chengkong tightly. He had the advantage in the wave just now, but that was because Jing Chengkong accidentally exposed the gap, so he had to be more careful in the next battle!

Jing Chengkong's face was swollen at this time, and his nose bleeding was flowing out. He practiced martial arts since he was a child. He was even more arrogant at the age of 18. When did he suffer such severe injuries? His eyes emitted a terrible light, and a crazy aura emanated from his body, and his voice was filled with endless anger: "You must die today!!!"

Jing Chengkong grabbed the blood jade worn by the waist with his right hand. Without any warning, the blood jade burst out with a rich blood light, and a blood mist faintly formed. They covered Jing Chengkong's body like vitality, drilling into the surface of his body from all directions, as if they merged into one with him.

Jing Chengkong exhaled a turbid breath. Suddenly, he looked at Ye Zixiao, and Ye Zixiao was shocked. What kind of eyes were they? Jing Chengkong's pupils continued to expand, almost occupying the entire iris. A terrible bloodthirsty aura emanated, and a vague smell of blood could even be smelled.

Ye Zixiao was also from a military family. Although he was not even a family, he was also considered a military member for generations and had heard of Jing's martial arts. Its biggest feature is that he was passed on to men but not women, because the Jing's martial arts are mainly external, masculinity and a rainbow, and his weak daughter cannot practice it.

Before, when Jing Chengkong and Ye Zixiao fought, they showed the standard Jing family skills, one punch and one kick, but now they showed something completely different.

Legend has it that a genius from the ancestor of the Jing family had a physically disabled since childhood and could not master the standard Jing family's exercises, so he practiced the secret of the entire exercises. The good Yang Jin was able to practice the Yin Jin, which could consume his own essence and blood as a guide, greatly increasing his skills. It is called "blood cultivation".

But this genius ended up practicing the opposite way and became possessed by the devil, and died of blood. The Jing family also defined the blood cultivation as an evil sect to practice the law, and explicitly prohibited it.

Blood cultivation has two characteristics: one is to consume essence and blood, which greatly damages the practitioner's vitality. The other is to reverse the practice of the exercises, and to rush against the tendons and veins. If you are not careful, you will explode blood and die.

Ye Zixiao never expected that Jing Chengkong not only had great skills in the Jing family, but he also practiced blood cultivation, but also used it in duels?!

Ye Zixiao's face suddenly turned like a dirt: "Hey! Do you want to die? Just a fight, are you really trying to save your life?!"

Jing Chengkong didn't talk nonsense to Ye Zixiao at all. Blood cultivation can not only gain huge power, but also bring a kind of nerve excitement similar to drugs. He made his hands into claws, and when he waved, he actually produced substantial blood and energy. They condensed into a sharp blade-like shape, and the attack distance was extended by a full meter. It was no problem to cut the gold and iron where he grabbed it, and it was even more difficult to cut the human body.

Faced with such a strange attack, Ye Zixiao was not in a hurry to dodge, and his chest was rubbed by blood. This rubbing turned out to be a skin and flesh, and blood was flowing.

Aside Mo Gu, an officer said nervously: "Major General, should we stop it? Ye Zixiao seems to be unable to withstand it."

Mo Gu shook his head and pointed at the life and death case signed by the two of them.

A death-fight must end in one person’s surrender, until then, life and death are not irrelevant.

The officer grabbed his head impatiently: "Is it possible to watch Ye Zixiao be beaten to death?"

"Who told you that Ye Zixiao would be beaten to death?" Mo Gu silently watched the battle situation and said calmly, "Jing Chengkong lost, can't you tell me?"
Chapter completed!