Chapter 22 War

Li Zhao walked out of the supernatural department and came to the streets of New York.

At this time, New York was in late autumn, and the fallen leaves floated all over the ground. Li Zhao looked at all this and felt that the main god was really powerful, and the movie scene was really good.

Li Zhao took out a cigar, lit it, and smoked it.

"Cigars are really a good thing." Li Zhao slowly spit out a puff of smoke and said, "Let people relax."

Suddenly, a man in black came opposite Li Zhao.

From afar, Li Zhao felt a sense of oppression, a sense of oppression belonging to the strong.

The two passed by and felt the momentum of each other.

After a few steps, Li Zhao found that something was wrong. He suddenly turned his head and found that the man had disappeared.

"Where is it?" Li Zhao looked for the man carefully, but found that he could not find the man.

"Are you looking for me?" Suddenly, a voice came from above Li Zhao.

Li Zhao looked up and found that the man was already standing in the building opposite him.

"Ha ha." Li Zhao smiled softly, regardless of the shocking world, and flew to the opposite building in a few steps.

"Yes, your strength is very strong." The man said.

"Are you from the Vietnam team?" Li Zhao asked.

"Yuezhou Team, Li Hande." This man is Lee Hand, who was sent to New York by Rasputin.

"Zhongzhou Team, Li Zhao." Li Zhao took another sip of the cigar and smiled, "We still have the same surname. Maybe we are still relatives."

"Even if you are my relative." Li Hande smiled and said, "I won't keep it either."

As soon as Li Hande's voice fell, he rushed up abruptly.

Li Zhao's reaction was not low. He found that Li Hande rushed up, and he also rushed up.

"Dong." With a muffled sound, the two of their fists were facing each other.

The two held each other for a while and retreated separately.

I have a lot of strength. Li Zhao thought that he could not confront him.

And Li Hande recovered a little and rushed up again.

Now Li Zhao didn't dare to take it, and said secretly, "Shave." He suddenly appeared behind Li Hande and said secretly, "Alan feet." A wave of light slashed at Li Hand.

After Li Hander found that Li Zhao had disappeared, he reacted and felt the cool breeze behind his neck. He didn't think much about it. He bent down and flashed the light wave.

Li Hand looked at the light wave disappearing in the sky and only felt cold behind his back. He did not dare to neglect and decided to go all out.

"I didn't expect you to be so strong." Li Hande took out a simple sword and said to Li Zhao, "The strength is not as big as mine, but the skill makes up for this defect. Be careful. I'm going to do my best."

After saying that, Li Hande pulled the sword away from the scabbard and rushed up with the sword.

"Alan's feet." Seeing that he did his best, Li Zhao did not neglect him. As soon as he raised his foot, a wave of light cut at Li Hande.

Li Hande did not avoid it. He raised his sword and cut it. Unexpectedly, he cut the light wave with a sword to dissipate.

When Li Zhao saw Li Hande rushing over, he said secretly, "Shave." Disappear from the same place and appear from the other side.

"Hey hey." When Li Hande saw him disappear, he smiled. He saw that he did not hesitate. He cut out a sword from the air with his backhand, and fought against Li Zhao with a sword.

"Iron block." When Li Zhao reacted, the swordmang had arrived in front of him. At this time, it was impossible to dodge. Li Zhao had to use iron blocks, hoping to prevent the swordmang.

"Keng." Li Zhao's feet did not move, but slipped back several meters. The clothes on his chest had been cut open, revealing his chest, and a red mark appeared on his chest.

"Wow..." Li Zhao looked at Li Hande breathlessly and suddenly smiled, "It seems that I should do my best."

Li Hande was stunned, and Li Zhao pulled out the Yan magic knife, and the blade pointed straight at Li Hande.

"Ha ha." Li Hande's eyes were gloomy and said, "Then let me see your real strength."

The two of them acted at the same time. Li Hande hit Li Zhao with a sword. Li Zhao raised his hand and used the devil's knife. The sparks splashed everywhere. Li Zhao snorted and felt that Li Hande's power after taking out his sword had become greater.

Li Zhao raised his sword vibly, and then quickly jumped back, distancing himself from Li Handra.

As soon as Li Zhao landed, he kicked his toes hard and rushed up quickly.

When he approached Li Hande, Li Zhao stretched out the Yan Modao to the front, and then turned his body. The Yan Modao cut Li Hande's neck with a strange arc.

"Dang." Li Hande raised his sword and blocked the slash.

But Li Zhao did not attack. He only saw that he turned his body at an incredible angle with his left hand as the center, and his right foot drew a semicircle, resulting in a slash.

Li Hand did not hide, but there was nothing wrong with hitting him.

Li Zhao frowned, but he couldn't think too much. Li Hande's sword cut from bottom to top, trying to cut him in half.

Li Zhao pushed hard with his left hand and jumped up. Then his body straightened up and narrowly avoided the deadly blow.

And when Li Hande saw that his body was in mid-air and helpless, he was overjoyed. He stepped forward with his left foot, and the sword he carried up was about to split it hard.

"Moon step." Looking at this situation, Li Zhao was anxious to make a living. He suddenly kicked his feet and ran out horizontally.

"What's this?" Li Hand was stunned.

"You don't have to worry about it." After Li Zhao landed, a carp stood up immediately: "Does a dead man need to care so much?"

"Hey hey, isn't it?" Li Hande looked at Li Zhao fiercely and said, "It doesn't matter. Anyway, it won't be me who will die."

After saying that, Li Hande ran over. Where there was still some road away from Li Zhao, he suddenly cut out with a sword. Li Zhao only felt that a strong wind entangled him, and his whole body could not move.

Li Hande also came in front of him at this time. He smiled and raised his sword and cut it. At this time, Li Zhao finally broke free from the strong wind. Looking at the sword, he staggered and dodged the blow.

"Finger gun." Li Zhao freed one hand, clenched four fingers, straightened one finger, and quickly used more than 20 times, all hitting Li Hande's body.

But Li Hande had nothing to do. Instead, Li Zhao felt like hitting a steel plate.

"Haha, it's useless..." Li Hande laughed wildly, raised his sword, and made a posture to cut it.

"Shave." Li Zhao did not hesitate to use shaving and disappeared in an instant, but as soon as he appeared in another place, Li Hande had a sword light.

Li Zhao was also unambiguous. He raised his hand and blocked such a blow with the devil's knife.

"It won't go on like this." Li Hande said, "I won't delay any longer. After solving you, I have to deal with the other people."

"Real?" Li Zhao also smiled and said, "That also depends on whether you have that ability."

"Ha ha ha, look at it." Li Hande raised his sword on his chest and shouted, "Attachment, black turtle."