"Boom!" With a sound of, their bodies collided with each other, making a dull noise.
The red haired man's body suddenly stagnated and was blocked by Wang Quansheng. Countless cracks appeared on the cement floor under their feet.
"What!" The red haired man's eyes widened.
Even an armored car could not stop him, but he felt that he had hit an indestructible wall.
Just when he was surprised, Wang Quan sneered and said, "I said that if you want to leave here, you must pass me. It's a pity that you didn't pass!"
After that, Wang Quan made a sudden force up and down, raised it high, threw it in his arms, and hit it heavily on the ground.
The body shape was broken, and I don't know how many bones were broken.
After seeing the whole process with Yu Guang, Shen Feng also smiled: "this is the strength of the dragon group!"
"This..." the man in the white suit was a little stunned. You know, the man was the same as him. He was an S-class existence. After taking out his unique skill to press the bottom of the box, he was defeated face to face.
"You don't have time to take care of others. You'd better think about yourself." In the cold tunnel of Jin Yi, the sharp edge of the ancient sword in his hand attacked the neck of the man in white suit.
"Qiang!" With a sound, the man in white suit took back his crutch and stopped Jin Yi's attack.
"No, I can't put it off any longer!" The man in white suit clenched his teeth and his heart sank.
He knew in his heart that the longer it took, the worse it would be for him, and one of his main combat effectiveness had been defeated. Thinking of this in his heart, he forced Jin Yi out with a fierce move.
I saw a ferocious devil with a pair of ox horns on his chest with a light blue tattoo, burning fire all over his body, and a pair of ox horns on his head.
"Great God, give me strength!" The man in white suit roared.
As his voice fell, the tattoo on his chest lit up a strange blue light, which formed a blue flame and shrouded him up and down in an instant.
Judging from the momentum, he is much better than the man with short red hair just now.
"I thought it was a natural power. It turned out to be a crooked way." Jin Yi looked at his body in front of him, burning blue flames, coldly.
"We believe in God!" He shouted, and a look of madness flashed in his eyes.
"Shit God!" Jin Yi's eyes were cold, and the ancient sword flashed a cold light in his hand and cut off head-on.
In the world, many different races have different beliefs, and their beliefs can not be slandered. This man in white suit is like this.
"You dare to slander the gods! Today I want you to die here! " The man covered with blue flame roared, pulled out the crutch on the ground and went up against the ancient sword
The battle between beichenzhi and Zhang Yong has also entered a white hot stage.
Although the blade of Beichen Zhi is sharp, Zhang Yong's body is very smart. Once he is far away, he will fight with a silver needle. As soon as he has a chance to get close, he will hit the key acupoints of Beichen Zhi.
Beichen had a headache and wanted to defeat him, but he couldn't beat him. He wanted to get rid of him, but he couldn't get rid of him.
"Kill!" Beichen gave a violent drink, and the samurai sword in his hand cut away.
Zhang Yong dodged away with a dexterous sideways. The silver light in his hand flashed, and a silver needle appeared in his hand and pierced beichenzhi's arm.
Beichen Zhi felt his arm numb for a moment and couldn't make his strength immediately.
He knew that he had been stabbed at the acupoint of his arm without hesitation. While loosening the samurai sword, his other hand skipped his waist. A short dagger in the shape of Taidao appeared in his hand and stabbed Zhang Yong's abdomen.
"One arm is still so fierce. In that case, don't want both arms." A smile appeared on Zhang Yong's face.
Instead of avoiding the dagger stabbing his abdomen, he flashed a cold light in his hand, and a silver needle sank into beichenzhi's shoulder again.
"Ah!" Beichen felt a heart piercing pain on his shoulder.
The pain of stabbing the acupoints was like electric shock, which was intolerable. His whole arm shook subconsciously, and the short dagger in his hand fell to the ground, and both arms lost their ability to move.
"Baga!" Beichen scolded and hit Zhang Yong's chest with his head.
"Dare you scold me." Zhang Yong's eyes flashed. While dodging the impact of his head, the silver light in his hand flashed again and stabbed Beichen's body like lightning.
After Beichen was stabbed, he didn't feel any discomfort, but he couldn't make any sound.
"It depends on how you scold this time." Zhang Yong said with a smile at the corner of his mouth. This needle stabbed him at the dumb point.
Unable to hold a sharp blade, Beichen Zhi is like a toothless wild dog. His combat effectiveness has plummeted, and he can't even make a sound. He can only be caught with his hands tied
Although Jiahe Qingzi was forced to the corner by Shen Feng, she was undoubtedly the most calm among the few people. I don't know whether she had a way out or the reason for her excellent psychological quality.
"Black Lotus!" Shen Feng roared violently and hit Jiahe Qingzi with a hard punch.
Jiahe Qingzi holds the Ninja knife horizontally in front of him, ready to resist Shen Feng's attack.
"Qiang." With a sound, Shen Feng's fist and Ninja knife hit each other, and the hot and violent Heiyan spit out a tongue of fire and pounced on Jiahe Qingzi's body.
Her eyes sank, but there was no way back behind her. She could only dodge to one side and let Shen Feng's attack fall into the air again.
Shen Feng failed to attack many times. He was neither angry nor anxious, because the dragon group was in absolute advantage. It was sooner or later for these people to lose.
"Miso." Shen Feng took out the Baizhan knife that had just sunk into the wall and cut it horizontally.
Jiahe Qingzi was still very calm when he looked at the Baizhan sword. While defending, he was also observing everything around him.
Then she fixed her eyes on the man who was fighting with Jin Yi and was burning blue flames all over.
"That's him." Jiahe Qingzi secretly said in his heart, a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, and his body approached the past like a ghost.
"What is she doing!" Shen Feng's eyebrows were locked and he couldn't touch his head.
But what he can be sure of is that she must be approaching purposefully, that is, she is looking for a chance to escape.