Datang: I make it clear, I am Princess Changle

Chapter 430

Both were kicked in the body.

This kick is strong and heavy!

The stomach seemed to be overturned, and the body fell backwards uncontrollably.

At this time, where do the two of you still have the strength to hold the weapon?

Standing up, both of them didn't care about the weapon, and approached hand-to-hand combat!

But neither man rushed into the punch.

Just kidding, the iron armor on his body is not vegetarian.

Lin Hao had more experience in hand-to-hand combat, and when he got up, Lin Hao picked up a stone from the ground.

After getting closer, the two of them kicked out at the same time, and after kicking each other, they stepped back again.

Lin Hao took this opportunity and smashed the stone in his hand towards the head of the Garqin Mausoleum.

Boom!

The stone smashed on the steel helmet, and although it did not directly hurt the Garchinling, the shock made his head feel buzzing and his eyes were full of stars.

Opportunity!

Lin Hao stood up and immediately ran towards the Garqin Mausoleum, holding a ruler-long short knife in his hand, wanting to take this opportunity to deal with the Garqin Mausoleum.

But Garqinling's reaction was also fast, he knew that his head was dizzy and easy to show flaws, and he didn't care about any demeanor or non-demeanor, Lai Donkey rolled on the ground and rolled twice, widening the distance between him and Lin Hao.

Or maybe it was the endless Garqin Mausoleum, when he was rolling, he happened to roll next to the corpse of a barbarian, and when he took it out, a scimitar just appeared in his hand.

Feeling a strong wind coming from his head, Garqinling didn't have time to think about it, and immediately raised his weapon.

Bang!

Weapons collide and sparks fly again!

Lin Hao didn't expect that the Garqin Mausoleum would have such luck.

I picked up a knife casually.

It was not a shoddy scimitar, but a weapon of the city guards of King Songtsen Gampo.

Although the iron-smelting technology of Tibet is very poor, Songtsen Gampo is the king of Tibet after all, and no matter how poor he is, he can't be poor as their king.

Therefore, the weapons of the royal city guards are the best.

The short knife in Lin Hao's hand was only a cut the size of a grain of rice when he knocked out the scimitar.

Not much impact.

Taking advantage of the situation, Garqin Ling also stood up.

This scimitar was used, but it was much lighter than the phoenix-winged gilt boring, and Garqinling felt that his strength had recovered a lot.

I can fight Lin Hao again!

The Garchin Mausoleum even saw the victory.

But he didn't know that Lin Hao's knife was also superb

Pei Min's sword of the three unique Tang Dynasty, Lin's pure fire.

Pei Min's sword is a sword dance?

Don't make a fuss, his sword came out of actual combat, otherwise how can it be called a must?

Although Lin Hao is now using a short knife, the sword intent and sword momentum can also be used on the knife.

Lin Hao used the knife, lifting it lightly, and the knife momentum was not lost at all to the pressure brought by the gentian bright silver spear to the Garqin Mausoleum.

The short knife flew in Lin Hao's hand, and Garqinling was tired of resisting, often after one move, the other knife had already been chopped down, and no matter how fast Garqinling reacted, it was not as fast as Lin Hao's knife.

The more he fought, the more panicked he became.

The wounds brought to Lin Hao by his knife were only a few on his body, but on his body, more than ten wounds had been cut by Lin Hao's knife.

The wound was not deep, but it was also broken and fleshy, and blood stains seeped out from the blade, slowly soaking the clothes.

"Garchinling, you lost!"

Lin Hao didn't mind sprinkling a handful of salt on the wound of the Garqin Mausoleum, "Within ten moves, I will take your life!"

Lost!

Hearing these two words, the bitterness in Garqinling's heart spontaneously arose.

I really don't want to lose.

But there is no chance.

Lin Hao had already given him a chance, and he would never give it a second time.

Besides, what's the use of having a second time?

Their kings have come, and Tibet has no more strength.

Is it dead?

Are you going to die at the hands of Lin Hao?

The Garqin Mausoleum has a strong unwillingness!

He doesn't admit defeat!

I don't want to lose either!

But the form is stronger than the person, and the idea of the Garqin Mausoleum is only the idea of the Garqin Mausoleum.

Nothing else, not at all.

When the Garqin Mausoleum was distracted, Lin Hao's offensive did not ease.

Distracted on the battlefield, this is a taboo for soldiers, you are distracted on the battlefield of the Garqin Mausoleum, and you still expect the enemy who wants your life to remind you that you can't do it?

But this also shows from the side that the psychological quality of the Garqin Tomb is very poor... have already expected defeat, no matter how good the psychological quality is, what's the use?

Lin Hao slashed at Garqinling's arm with a knife, and even the flesh and armor were cut off.

The arm is white and bone, and this arm is considered useless.

For Garqinling, the only thing that is more fortunate is that this arm is not Garqinling's usual arm, and he can fight again!

"Ahh

The Garqin Mausoleum screamed!

At this time, his heart was also cold.

Defeated, no chance!

No, there's still a chance!

Even if he dies, he must not make Lin Hao feel better!

was stabbed again, completely shattering Garqinling's desire to fight, letting him know that defeat was inevitable.

Garqin Mausoleum no longer fights with Lin Hao!

Instead, he grabbed his injured arm and stepped back!