Chapter 1389: Do not retreat!

The first thousand three hundred and eighty-nine chapters do not retreat!
The warehouse is in a strange calm. The night sky rolled up the cold wind. It is as cool as water.
In the face of Xiao Zheng's cold question. Chang Yishan smiled lightly and turned a deaf ear.
He gestured a cigarette with ease, pulled the chair slightly, and sat down near the forest. Lips: "Get started."
Hey!
Chang Yishan’s voice has fallen, and the blade has appeared in Xiao Zheng’s hands. The blade is cold and the cold light flashes.
"Mu Qingsong has no weapons." Chang Yishan reminded.
"It doesn't matter." Mu Qingsong stared steadily at Xiao Zheng. Such as the lion hunting rabbit. The momentum is skyrocketing.
He has not been engaged in a real duel for too long. First, it is not convenient to shoot. Second, there is no goal worthy of his shot. But over the years, he has been training intensively day after day. Did not slack off one day. Both the state and the strength have reached an unprecedented height. Otherwise, how can he get the upper hand in the short-lived match with the white innocent?
In the past 20 years, why hasn’t he been slack in white?
He does not need weapons, it is a matter of habit. But even so, he does not think that Xiao Zheng can take advantage of the use of weapons.
The power of his pair of iron palms may not be as sharp as Xiao Zheng's knife, but the lethality will not be weak.
In the face of the dangerous light flashing in the eyes of Changyishan, Xiao Zheng finally put down the blade.
He does not want to let go.
With the blade he is used to, the odds will be even bigger.
Lao Lin’s safety index will be higher.
In exchange for a fair situation, Xiao Zheng does not mind touching Mu Qingsong Tiequan. But now, the only thing he wants to do is to kill Changyishan and rescue the old forest!
Hey!
The blade penetrated into the hard ground. It’s screaming.
Mu Qingsong’s face showed a slight regret.
"I want him to die. Not lose." Chang Yishan reminded. The action took a sip of smoke.
"I know."
Mu Qingsong slowly took a step, and the majestic momentum suddenly swept out. It’s amazing!
His momentum, such as the torrents, like the ocean, is boundless!
In contrast, Xiao Zheng, in addition to the chill of the body to the bones. But there is not a strong momentum.
Mu Qingsong knows that this is because Xiao Zheng is suffering from fatigue for a long time. More because of his heart!
His mind is not on this duel, but the safety of Lin's paintings.
Based on this alone, Xiao Zheng is at an absolute disadvantage.
We must know that the strong confrontation, one minute and one mistake, will have irreparable drawbacks. Life is hanging on the line.
At the moment, Xiao Zheng is confused. Even weapons that are good at it cannot be used. Where is the half-point winning?
of course. This is also the situation that Changyishan wants.
Guo Zhendong came forward and completely offended the military.
Killing him on force and destroying the reputation of his peerless powerhouse. Break the glory of his unbeaten myth.
Xiao is on the commercial battle with Changyi Mountain. Let him lose his face. Chang Yishan also ruined Xiao Zheng!
Destroy all directions!
Lin Huayin’s eyes glanced calmly toward Xiao Zheng. The tone was steady: "You haven't lost before. You won't lose now."
After a pause, Lin Huayin added: "He doesn't dare to kill me."
"Who said I didn't dare?"
Chang Yishan slowly pulled out the pistol. Directly pointed to the forest sound.
This action made Xiao Zheng’s heart slam. The dark scorpions were full of bloodshot eyes. Red and red.
"I dare to shoot at myself. I dare to shoot at anyone." Chang Yishan slightly picked up his throat. "Xiao Zheng. There is no victory in five minutes. I will shoot the first shot."
These words are loud and can't hear anything shaken!
"Do you try?" Lin painted the sound face with no expression, staring straight at Changyishan.
Her courage, her fearlessness, from the heart, and hope to bring Xiao Zheng strength.
She is very clear that the Changyishan authorities have calculated and brought Xiao Zheng to Mu Qingsong. It is to defeat Xiao Zheng through Mu Qingsong and kill Xiao Zheng.
So she can't let Xiao Zheng have any distractions.
Any wavering will make Xiao Zheng in danger and live on the line!
"Get started." Chang Yishan licks his lips.
Does he dare?
He didn't dare.
I didn’t dare before. Now, I am even more afraid.
He has proposed to Carlyle. This thing is known to the whole world. Lin Lao Yao will not know? Ye Guild does not know? Ye Yuhua will not know?
If he hurts Lin's paintings, his fiancée, his family, and all those who have a relationship with him will face the catastrophe!
He didn't dare. Absolutely not dare.
But it doesn't matter.
As long as Xiao Zheng thinks that he dares, as long as he does this, he can disturb Xiao Zheng’s heart, and his purpose will be reached.
He doesn't need to really shoot.
Xiao Zheng’s face became awkward and his eyes became terrible.
He clenched his fists and his muscles tightened to the extreme. Difficult to remove the line of sight from Changyishan. Fixed on the face of Mu Qingsong.
"Begin?" He whispered and the icy voice sounded.
"Begin." Mu Qingsong nodded.
In the best condition, face the worst state of Xiao Zheng. He has no reason to not win. He will definitely win!
call out!
Xiao Zheng moved.
Like a beast. The body is covered with bloodthirsty breath. Desperately flew toward Mu Qingsong!
The iron fist waved and went straight to the door of Mu Qingsong!
No tricks, no fancy. Use the most direct force to attack Mu Qingsong.
Based on this alone, it can be judged that Xiao Zheng is in a mess. Can't use any wisdom in the duel.
Mu Qingsong looked in his eyes, but his heart was a slight sigh.
What is the difference between a peerless powerhouse that loses its soul and a machine?
He knows that this battle will not satisfy his desire to fight tonight.
It may even be a one-sided abuse!
His figure swayed a little, avoiding the heavy punch of Xiao Zheng. The left hand suddenly sneaked out from the waist and took five fingers to Xiao Zheng.
Once he succeeded, he was sure to smash all the possibilities of Xiao Zheng in half a minute.
His fist, his ploughing of the sea, but even the white innocent is also slightly lost...
Facing Mu Qingsong seems to be casual, but it contains a deep grasp. Xiao Zheng actually did not evade any recklessness. He just looked at his figure and the second punch went again!
It seems that he wants to lose both sides, jade and stone burned?
It is only Mu Qingsong who is the founder of the Eight. After experiencing hundreds of battles in size, how could he not have the ability to deal with this situation?
Jade is burning?
Even in the case of evenly matched forces, Mu Qingsong will evade such scenes. What about him at the moment, do you have an advantage?
call out!
Gently slipping under his feet, avoiding Xiao Zheng’s second fist. His palms were slightly inspected, and the power of the mountains and the sea broke out in an instant. Slamming to the heart of Xiao Zheng!
The power of this palm is stronger than the hand of God of Soros!
Once the solid hit, once Xiao Zheng did not succeed in blocking Mu Qingsong, at least he could seriously hurt him!
Therefore, Xiao Zheng’s only choice is to retreat!
but.
He did not retreat!
Take a step back and take a step away from Lao Lin!
He can't retire and doesn't want to retire!
Instead of retreating, he stepped forward!
Public number: fat eggplant!