C607 This old pervert(2)

Injured, the wound automatically healed. Liang Hao was ecstatic. They could not reveal it, and could not let the Mr. Song know. This time, it was not certain who would tease who. He thought that if he abused himself, he could take the opportunity to keep a low profile and train.

Both of them harbored different thoughts, and just like that, more than half an hour passed. Mr. Song saw that Liang Hao's footsteps were light and that he was gasping for breath. He could not help but sneer in his heart. No matter what relationship Liang Hao had with Liang Dou, he would definitely cripple him this time. Then, he carried him by the collar and threw him into the Lingnan City.

He had a hundred ways to make Liang Hao spit out the prescription for this kind of person.

Although he was extremely resentful towards Liang Dou, Liang Dou's medical skills were still something he admired. Then, let Liang Hao write down all of Liang Dou's medical skills, and then torture him to death bit by bit. Even if this kind of person were to die a hundred times, it would still be difficult to cancel out the Song Manor's burning loss.

Delaying it for a bit longer would drain Liang Hao's blood, and the chance of capturing him would increase. I don't believe that you can continue for long.

Mr. Song laughed coldly: "Liang Hao, just give up now and I'll give you a quick death."

Liang Hao gasped for breath and called out: "Song … Song Jue, if you're a man, then kill this young master with your sword. Let's see if this young lord will frown. "

Mr. Song said: "There are thousands of ways people die, and their blood will dry up and die. I wonder what kind of feeling would that be? As a doctor, you should understand this better than anyone, right? "

Liang Hao gasped, "I … I would rather die in battle than give in. "

Gritting his teeth, that was exactly the kind of person Liang Hao was. Hmph hmph, I don't believe that you can hold on any longer. Mr. Song was no longer in a hurry, there was disdain in his eyes, and he wanted to torture Liang Hao to death.

Three minutes. Five minutes. Ten minutes …

Liang Hao's footsteps were even slower, he did not even have the strength to draw his blade. Some of the swords stabbed over, but if they had been there before, he would have dodged them long ago. But now, the blade of the sword had still pierced through his body. Why don't you try for a few more minutes? The Mr. Song was already prepared to capture Liang Hao.

"Still not surrendering?"

"Dream on, you have guts …" Take three of my moves and try. "

"Three moves? Even if it's thirty moves, do I have to be afraid of you? " Mr. Song took two steps back and looked at Liang Hao as if he was looking at a dead man.

"Then take this." Liang Hao dragged his heavy footsteps, and hacked towards the head with his blade.

This speed, in the eyes of the Mr. Song, was simply too slow, too slow. This was within his expectations. Just think about it, who would be able to withstand so many sword wounds? Liang Hao was very excited, very furious, and he swung his blade again. However, he staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Could he still chop out the third slash?

The Mr. Song teased: "Come? Use all of your strength, and try slashing another slash at me? "

Liang Hao seemed to have exhausted all of his strength, as he panted even more intensely. Even his voice had become intermittent, "I … I want you to know... "I know how powerful I am."

As soon as he finished speaking, Liang Hao suddenly shot forward, he had never been so fast before, the Ghost Blade flashed with a ghostly light, with an unimaginable pace, he slashed towards Mr. Song.

How could this be?

Mr. Song had already determined that Liang Hao would exhaust all of his energy and be prepared to capture him alive. In the blink of an eye, Liang Hao had suddenly erupted. That blade was definitely Liang Hao's most brilliant blade up till now.

It was extremely beautiful, even more pleasing to the eyes than Ye Yuyan's face and figure.

Mr. Song was shocked, her body dodged backwards forcibly in the nick of time. At the same time, he stabbed out with his sword. He had to pierce through Liang Hao's body first. Now that they were at this level, how could they still care about Liang Hao's life? Kill him, kill him, this person was too cunning.

One inch long, one inch wide. One inch short, one inch close.

Mr. Song's sword was thin and narrow, giving it the advantage of being the longest sword.

Who would have thought that Liang Hao's body would suddenly disappear in that instant. What sort of movement technique was this? Before Mr. Song could react, Liang Hao had already moved to his left side. The Ghost Blade's attack did not change at all, and was even sharper than before.

"Huh?" Mr. Song finally exclaimed, it was too late for him to dodge, he could only swing his sword and strike at Liang Hao's sword body. There was no choice, Ghost Blade were too sharp. If his sword touched the blade of the Ghost Blade, it would be as easy as cutting tofu, and would be easily cut by the Ghost Blade.

Back then in the Song Family of Lingnan, it was like this for the Mr. Song. Using the sword to continuously pat the blade, the Ghost Blade s were unable to achieve any results. Is it okay now? Liang Hao's sudden outburst and his lightning fast movement technique had shocked the Mr. Song, but he was confident that he could defeat Liang Hao.

He had dominated Ling Nan for so many years, and as the Mr. Song of Ling Nan's Owl, he was known as Ling Nan's number one sword.

Pow! When the tip of the sword touched the blade, Liang Hao's blade only paused for a moment, before slashing again. The longsword broke apart as the blade continued to cut towards Mr. Song's body. The Mr. Song was startled and quickly retreated backwards.

With a chi sound, Mr. Song's clothes ripped apart and blood surged out, instantly dyeing his body red.

Twenty percent of a step, two stages of helical force, under the situation where Liang Hao was showing the weak side, it suddenly erupted, and finally struck the Mr. Song. While you're sick, I'll take your life. Liang Hao immediately rushed forward and chopped at the Mr. Song again, using the second stage of helical force with all his might.

Mr. Song used his half broken longsword to block a few moves, and his steps also followed suit as he retreated step by step.

Who was the one bullying who?

Although Mr. Song dodged that slash quickly, the Ghost Blade was too sharp and with Liang Hao's second stage helical force, he suffered a heavy injury. Although it was said that his internal organs and muscles weren't injured, if he were to continue fighting, he would definitely bleed to death. He did not understand, Liang Hao had suffered so many sword wounds, how could he be so lively, and how could his attacks be so powerful?

Finally, after retreating another step, Mr. Song swung his hand and shot half of the longsword out. After that, he turned around and ran.

Taking advantage of the time when you're sick and want your life, Liang Hao likes to beat a drowning dog up the most.

"Song Jue, you didn't expect that you would have such a day, did you?"

Liang Hao was truly overpowered, and quickly chased after Mr. Song. Mr. Song did not dare to keep fighting. The more he delayed, the more blood he lost, the more danger he would be in. The Mr. Song ran even faster than before. Liang Hao chased closely after him, but the further he ran, the more he lost sight of him.

The park was filled with strange rocks and dense foliage. If a person were to enter it, it would be quite difficult to find them. No one was allowed to enter this forest. If it was someone else, they definitely wouldn't dare to pursue and kill him. This was the Ling Nan Mr. Song, it was already shocking enough that they were able to chase him down, yet they still continued to chase after him? If this news were to spread out, the people from Lingnan would definitely be so shocked that their jaws would drop.

A rumor, it was definitely bullshit — a rumor (kiln). The Mr. Song was a fighting stage character, even the Baji Gate's Sect Leader, Zhao Qian, might not be his opponent, who could defeat him, and chase him everywhere to escape? Even if they had seen it with their own eyes, they might not have believed that it was true.

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

However, this kind of impossible situation had happened.

Liang Hao did not continue to chase him, but quietly stood still and took a sniff at the air around him. He was a doctor, and had received Liang Dou's cruel training since he was young. He was extremely sensitive to bloodshed. If others couldn't do it, he could. This kind of thing isn't surprising. When a person has been in a certain profession for a long time, he will become more professional and more familiar with it than others.

Following the smell of the blood, Liang Hao dashed forward. Gradually, the smell of blood became thicker and thicker. He knew, this was not far from the Mr. Song. He lowered his body even further and did not continue walking forward. Instead, he went around to the side and slowly touched his way through.

Not long after, under the shine of the moonlight, he saw Mr. Song hiding behind a rock and tore off his jacket to bandage his wounds. Liang Hao laughed coldly, and continued to move forward, trying to keep his voice as low as possible. Then, he suddenly jumped up and shouted, "Song Jue! Let's see where you can run to!"

Mr. Song had lost his longsword, he did not even have a weapon in his hands, he just kicked the rock in front of him into the air, turned and ran. Liang Hao cut the stone into pieces and continued his pursuit. You still want to bandage it? Since I can't beat you, I'll exhaust you to death.

He had never been in such a sorry state before. The more Mr. Song ran, the more depressed he became.

The wound that was just bandaged up just now split open again, and blood seeped through the jacket. Mr. Song even felt a little stuffy in his chest. This was the sign of being ischemic. If this continued, he might really be killed by Liang Hao. In the face of life and reputation, what kind of choice was this? Mr. Song struggled a few times in his heart, gritting his teeth. This time, he changed his route and ran further into the forest, not deeper into the forest.

Wait until there are more people, then we'll be saved. This was a society governed by the rule of law, who would dare to kill in public? Liang Hao chased behind with the Ghost Blade, and also saw the intentions of the Mr. Song. He could not help but shout: "Song Jue, you are the first generation of the Lingnan City's owls, yet you just ran away. What kind of hero are you? If you have the ability, then come back and fight with grandpa for three hundred rounds. "

How could they humiliate others like this? Mr. Song felt his Qi rolling in his veins, but he held it in. He had to avenge this hatred, he had to save his life, and kill Liang Hao. This little bastard was too cunning, too cunning. There was only one thing in Mr. Song's mind, to run, to run again.

After chasing for a few more steps, and seeing that Mr. Song was running faster and faster, Liang Hao was furious, and scolded: "Song Jue, are you still human? Can you not run away? "

If he didn't run, then that idiot wouldn't run.

When they finally rushed out of the lakeside park, there were quite a few pedestrians on the street.

If he was allowed to run just like that, what then? Not to mention a person like Mr. Song, once he recovers from his injuries, Liang Hao's life would be very difficult. But for Mr. Song, it was different. The more people there were, the greater his chance of survival would be, and his speed would be much faster.