The people on both sides suddenly fought again, shouting and shouting and scolding.

Fu Longxing is like a tiger entering a flock, so fierce that he is a mess, even in this chaotic situation, he is extremely conspicuous.

All I could see was him swooping down, his hands almost touching the ground, like a big cat predator.

A person who was close to Duan Feihu's side, the military thorn in his hand slammed into his wrist and twisted it!

The man suddenly let out a scream like killing a pig, and the mountain wheel in his hand fell.

Then Fu Longxing stabbed the general upwards, and the cold light appeared, and the "dang" sound shook the chopped mountain reel.

Before the man in front of him could react, the military spur slammed into a strange place - behind and above the subclavian artery, which should be the location of the brachial plexus.

Without any accidents, this person's right arm was weakly drooped, and the mountain wheel in his hand also fell to the ground.

Fu Longxing's series of actions are smooth and in one go, like an antelope hanging on its horns, there is no trace.

The sharp spur with a blood groove was like the most accurate and lethal scalpel in his hand.

I, the Nima people, are stupid, this kind of operation is completely unimaginable to me!

If it were a woman with a hero admiration complex here, I don't know if it would be wet on the spot.

Not only Fu Longxing, but his group of brothers were all fierce, and they were not at the same level as the people on Duan Feihu's side.

But it was in such a situation that something very embarrassing happened.

When Fu Longxing took the initiative to attack and pulled the blade out of a person, this person let out a desperate roar with grief and indignation: "Nima's, I'm from Qilin Hall!"

The scene was extremely embarrassing for a while, and the air was about to freeze.

It's an unavoidable problem!

Fu Longxing only knew a few of us, and most of them were new faces to him.

And they don't have "Kirin Hall" or "Wolong Pavilion" written on their faces, or they have names and factions on their heads like online games.

Even the people of Qilin Hall could hardly tell which ones were from Wolong Pavilion and which were Fu Longxing's people.

Now it's a mess, and accidental injuries are inevitable.

I was so anxious that I shouted to retreat first.

But it was not so easy to retreat, and in a short time, many people were overturned with blood flowing.

Madman Hong was already entangled with Fu Longxing, and the sword light in his hand was criss-crossed, looking terrifying.

Fu Longxing also had to pull out the second military thorn, and for a while, the sound of "dangdang" gold and iron was endless. The green tendons on the arms of both of them are highlighted, and the muscles bulge like dragons, full of explosive power.

After stopping the madman Hong, the pressure on our side suddenly became much less.

"Run!" Fu Longxing shouted violently, jumped backwards, turned around and pulled someone to run.

We all rushed to the door, whether we were friends or foes.

The wind and rain were still howling outside the door, but no one cared about it so much, so they just drilled into the car.

In fact, for so many of us, these vehicles are completely insufficient.

I was taken care of by the people of Wolong Pavilion, and the three of them slashed at me with the mountain opener, obviously not intending to give me a chance to escape.

If it weren't for Fu Longxing's brother in the way, I would have been able to splatter blood five steps on the spot.

"Brother Panda, run!" one of them yelled at me without looking back.

I don't need him to say that I also know, with my pitiful combat power now, isn't staying and breaking off the end tantamount to death?

I didn't even think about it, and I took the opportunity to rush out the door.

However, as soon as I went out, I was dumbfounded, because of such a delay, the last car roared away.

It was a blast of lightning, and the tires slammed the water all around it.

"I haven't gotten in the car yet!" I almost collapsed, screaming at the top of my lungs and rushing towards it.

However, it has been swept away, leaving me like a melon skin.

I really hate itchy, what kind of car does it do!

The people who got in the car ran away with a direct bang on the accelerator, and those who didn't get in the car ran wildly in the torrential rain with their legs on their legs. The whole street is full of people running, and the key is all scattered, and they don't know whether the people around them are friends or foes!

I don't know many people, it's nothing more than the brothers from the Qilin Hall in the field, plus Fu Longxing's group.

There was a face next to him carrying a blood-stained mountain rakin, and the blood quickly diluted and flowed down under the rain.

I don't know if he's friend or foe, and I subconsciously want to stay away from him.

Treat all raw faces as enemies!

Thinking so, I turned a corner and rushed to a side street.

However, this person chased after me, and shouted vigorously: "Brother Panda, wait for me!"

I'm waiting for Nima to get a hammer, and Lao Tzu is not without a heart, what if you are someone from Wolong Pavilion and pretend to be my teammate?

As it turned out, I was right.

This strong man couldn't deceive me when he saw it, so he immediately scolded at the top of his throat: "The panda of the grass and mud horse, stop for Lao Tzu!"

That is, I was holding the mountain opener in my left hand, and my right hand was broken, otherwise I would have given him a middle finger.

Not just me and him, but several other people chose to run with us.

I couldn't tell the difference between friend and foe, so I ran wildly anyway, stepping on the stagnant water.

Whenever I saw a corner, I went around it, I was in a panic, but the person in Wolong Pavilion behind me was still chasing after me.

I don't know how long I ran, but I couldn't run anymore.

His legs were filled with lead, he gasped for air, his throat made a hoarse sound, and his chest rose and fell violently.

There was a pain in his lungs, and his throat was so dry that it seemed like it could breathe fire.

The strong man in the back also followed, panting and scolding: "Run, run!

I felt like my whole body was going to fall apart, and I really wanted to lie on the waterlogged ground without moving.

But I didn't dare.

I opened my mouth wide to breathe, feeling the cold wind and rain pouring into my mouth, and I didn't care.

Damn, the wind was as cold as a knife cutting my face, and it made me feel cold and painful.

I was like a great enemy, clutching the opening of the mountain in my left hand.

I'm certainly not left-handed, and my left hand is not as good as my right hand, both in terms of strength and flexibility.

That is, the end of the road, if you don't fight, you can't do it.

The strong man in front of him wiped the rain from his face, gritted his teeth and rushed towards me.

When you meet on a narrow road, the brave wins!

The strong man slashed at me in no order, and I gritted my teeth and blocked with all my might.

However, the strength of my left hand was really not enough, and the tiger's mouth was numb and painful, and the mountain opener actually came out of his hand.

"Haha!" the strong man let out a sinister laugh and kicked me over.

I slammed down on the waterlogged pavement, and before I could get up, he stomped on my chest.

"Boom—"

A thunderclap exploded in the sky, and the white thunder light illuminated the heavens and the earth, allowing me to see the hideous and murderous face of the strong man.

And the bright blades that reflected my frightened eyes.