Chapter 540

"No way." Ji Qianchen was the first to protest.

If you use a sabre to fight, one side will be injured. If you are a little careless, you will be cut to pieces.

They came out on holiday, not for fighting.

"I want to fight him. Don't stop me." Ling Xiaohan takes off his suit and coat, which hinders his action, and throws it to rob.

Pointing to the beach where no one is far away, "choose the place."

Ji Qianchen frowned and disagreed all the time, "Ling Xiaohan, if you don't listen to me, you will get hurt. I don't want you to get hurt."

Sincere words pass through the autumn wind in the night and enter everyone's ears.

Including Mu ting.

After hearing this sentence, Mu Ting's hand trembled slightly, and his expression was affected by a little fluctuation.

How nice it would be to say that to him.

However, she would only say to one man.

This man is Ling Xiaohan.

Ling Xiaohan reaches out his hand and gently pinches Ji Qianchen's wrinkled little face. "Have faith in me."

"Rob, take good care of the little lady. Don't let her get too close, or you'll hurt her."

Ling Xiaohan left a word and went straight to the sofa.

"Hey, Ling Xiaohan, why don't you listen to me? Am I your wife? Do you listen to my wife? I'll take care of you if you're hurt? Now that you know you're going to get hurt, why fight with him... "

Ji Qianchen, like a chattering fly, talked a lot after Ling Xiaohan.

But her words are like the wind from the seaside, blowing gently.

Then they dissipated together and did not enter the ear of Ling Xiaohan.

"Be a good spectator and watch your husband grow your face."

Ling Xiaohan took out the Swiss Army knife that he had carried with him. It was the knife that accompanied him for several years. It had been stained with blood and brought glory. When he didn't want it, he restrained his sharp point and stayed quietly beside him.

I have feelings for people, but also for swords.

Pull out the scabbard, the sharp knife light in the dark lights in the eye.

Mu Ying also takes off her heavy windbreaker and holds a sabre of the same style as Ling Xiaohan.

Stand opposite Ling Xiaohan.

The war is on the brink.

Ji Qianchen and rob, as well as all the bodyguards, retreated a few meters away to keep the fighting space for them.

Holding the sweaty palm tightly, I feel worried.

"Lingxiao is cold. He can't be hurt. He can't be hurt."

I pray in silence.

Two people, who were not very cruel, went to war directly with their swords.

The key point is the fight between the fists and feet, and then assist the saber to stab the opponent.

How to subdue the enemy without a gun is a necessary skill for military training.

Mu Ting, like a gust of wind, rushed to Ling Xiaohan with a strong anger and resentment.

One blow hit Ling Xiaohan in the chest direction, and then the backhand of the sabre stabbed Ling Ling Xiaohan into his waist from the side direction.

Ling Xiaohan dodges flexibly and holds the sabre to block Mu Ting's sabre in time.

The blade was sharp, less than a centimeter from his waist.

Ji Qianchen is scared and pinches a cold sweat.

The strength of the two men was in a stalemate on the sabre.

If Ling Xiaohan let go a little, Mu Ting's Sabre will cut his waist.

The skin is full of flesh and blood.

Mu Ting's eyes burst out with murderous intention, which is soaring.

He wanted to kill Ling Xiaohan and killed him severely in front of Ji Qianchen.

"Ah..." Mu Ting's house is strong, push it inside.

Ling Xiaohan raises his feet, turns and knocks down Mu Ting's leg.

Then the two knives parted and a spark came out of friction in the night sky.

After a round of fighting, the two men were regardless of their height.

Ji Qianchen is dazzled by his excellent skills and quick moves.

If she plays, she won't have to be subdued in one move.

"Are we going to play all night? Ling Xiaohan, don't just defend but not attack, so I will think you look down on me. " Mu Ting takes back his Sabre and keeps his backhand behind him.

"I'm going to see blood, so you have to be ready." Lingxiao cold eagle eyes sharp, blooming bloodthirsty cold fierce cold light.

"Then I'm going to get serious."

Mu Ting attacks again. His fists and feet add up. His Sabre is blind. He waves it in his hand, just to stab Ling Xiaohan.

Mu Ting's attack did not give any chance for Ling Xiao to breathe.

Ling Xiaohan is a little overwhelmed.

We have to take the initiative to fight against passivity.

Hook, spin and kick, turn the back air, and chop the sabre at the back of Mu ting.

Tear and pull——I heard the sound of the torn silk being scratched by the knife.

The sharp point of the knife cut into Mu Ting's back and drew a long blood line.

The sabre in Mu Ting's hand also moves at the same time.

The cut is Ling Xiaohan's arm.

Two people see blood almost at the same time.

Just Mu Ting's wound and exposure are deeper than Ling Xiao's.

Because of their injuries, the fight was suspended for a while.

Ji Qianchen rushes up and grabs Ling Xiaohan's arm. "Are you hurt? I have said -- "

" it's OK. It's just a little skin cut. Go away. Don't come here. We haven't finished. " Ling Xiaohan is a strong and warlike man.

Push Ji Qianchen away, swing the sabre in his hand, take a look at the blood drop on the tip of the sabre, and smile, "come again."

"Come on, I'm afraid of you." Mu Ting is not willing to show weakness.

This time, his attack was faster and faster.

Ling Xiaohan was pushed back step by step, even into the sea behind him.

Two trouser legs submerged in the sea, instantly soaked.

The two men fought again in the sea.

The fight between legs lifted the sea, but the action was hindered.

Ji Qianchen chases to the seaside, looking at the endless and hot two people.

"Can you stop fighting?"

"No."

"No."

Almost in unison.

Two people together answered Ji Qianchen such a sentence.

This PK is for the dignity of men and the same woman.

An hour passed, and there was no point in winning.

There are some wounds on both of them.

In addition, the salt water splashed on the wounds is undoubtedly to sprinkle salt on their wounds.

Bear the pain, and continue.

Ji Qianchen looks at it and finally wants to find a sandpile to sit down and take a nap.

I was scared before. Now I don't worry at all.

These two people are not human beings. They are non-human beings who don't hurt or get tired.

"Ah..."

A cry of pain came from Mu ting.

He didn't know when the clothes on his back were picked off by Ling Xiaohan with a sabre.

And his Sabre pierced Ling Xiaohan's waist.

But Ling Xiaohan dodged, and he slowed down a little.

The sabre stabbed in, causing him to scream.

Ji Qianchen's whole string is taut and his eyes are round.

"Mu Ting, it seems you need to practice again." Ling Xiaohan raised a winner's smile, ready to put the sabre into the moment.

Ji Qianchen shouted, "no!"

She saw something on Mu Ting's back.