No matter how high the martial arts are, a brick will be thrown down. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

No matter how hard your fists are, you are afraid of kitchen knives.

What's more, the bald man is not a kitchen knife in his hand, but a military stab that is hundreds of times sharper than a kitchen knife.

There was a sinister smile on his face, which looked very eerie in the moonlight, and he was about to pierce Surin's fist.

"Whoosh!"

One Shot Misses!

The bald man's face changed slightly, and he had a bad premonition.

Before he could react, the bald man's hand holding the military thorn was already held in Su Lin's hand.

Su Lin's hands were delicate, not like an executioner's hands, but like a white-collar worker. Oh, he's a white-collar worker now. However, it was the wrist that was grabbed by Su Lin's weak-looking hands, and the bald man was like an iron pillar bound by screws.

"You're smart!" Surin sneered, "but I'm not stupid!"

As he spoke, Su Lin threw a punch.

The bald man gritted his teeth fiercely, and he also punched out.

However, he was just about to exert his strength, but the hand that was grabbed by Su Lin suddenly felt a cone-like pain. The pain came too suddenly, and it was too unbearable. So much so that his whole mind seemed to be ruined, and his body trembled violently.

Su Lin's arm swelled in a circle for no reason, and he attacked the bald man's left hand, causing his body to instantly fall into a state of paralysis and great pain. As a result, his body is unbalanced, and his right hand punch will inevitably be greatly affected.

This is only a short-lived reaction, perhaps only a few tenths of a second.

However, this time was also enough for Surin to throw a punch. But the punch that the bald man faced seemed to be filled with water, and the power was greatly reduced.

"Bang!"

The two fists collided without any fancy fancy.

The bald man snorted in his mouth, and his entire body was knocked out by Su Lin's punch.

"Click!" "Click!"

His body was also really strong, and he actually broke two small trees in succession, and then he stopped with great difficulty.

His face turned slightly pale, but in fact he was not too hurt.

Take advantage of his illness and ask for his life.

This ancient Chinese spirit, Su Lin can play to the fullest, and it is precisely because of this that he can survive the countless cruel battles.

Surin will not wait for the enemy's body to recover and adjust, as long as the opponent has a flaw, it is the easiest to do it.

The punch just now only knocked him out of his best form, leaving him with some minor flaws.

Surin moved.

He ran wildly, his dark figure like a deadly Grim Reaper.

As his legs moved, the dagger he had brought out of the farmhouse had been quietly held in the palm of his hand.

Surin stabbed hard.

It's lightning fast, it's hard to get there.

If he had intervened, Surin would have been sure that he would have been able to nail the bald man to the tree behind him.

"Click!"

The dagger of the farmhouse is also estimated to be specially made, sharp as usual, and piercing into the trunk of a tree without any hindrance, like a knife cutting tofu.

The trunk of the tree was violently thrown away by Su Lin, and a deep scar was thrown, but the bald man's body was pulled away, dodging Su Lin's fatal blow.

It was a man with long hair and a silver mask.

"Why are you so careless, let's play with him together!"

The long-haired masked man pulled his bald head out from the brink of death, and then the two of them rushed towards Su Lin left and right.

Su Lin scolded in his heart, he wanted to besiege it, and he said it so fuckingly. However, he was not afraid at all, and there was a fire burning in his heart.

One soft and one rigid, one yin and one yang.

The two cooperated, and the gods and ghosts were unstoppable.

In the left hand of the demons, this combination of theirs is invincible. The masters who died at their hands were eighty, if not a hundred.

At that time, they were also given a nickname, called "Yin and Yang Two Generals". One is domineering in boxing, and the other is ghostly, and it is difficult for any master to compete with them.

And this time, in their opinion, Surin is not good either.

Surin did not pause and charged towards the middle position at a faster pace.

In this situation of flanking left and right, if he still wants to move at a standstill, it is delusional and stupid. Charge, only the charge can have hope, only the charge can achieve the ultimate victory.

The three of them ran in one direction at the same time, and the distance in between was instantly shortened.

At an intermediate point, they met.

When we meet on a narrow road, the brave wins.

The scene of the three encounters was not as intense as the imaginary Mars hitting the earth.

The formation looks lively, but everyone is so careful when it comes to fighting.

Fists and feet flying. Blade collision. Sparks splash. The figure is crowded.

Su Lin threw two punches, one kick and one knife, the bald man punched and stabbed, and the man with long hair and mask had already blasted out thirteen punches in this short period of time.

Then they bounced away like lightning as if they were electrocuted, entangled in a black scene.

Of course, they all have their own gains.

The bald man grabbed Su Lin's arm and slashed out a wound.

Su Lin's dagger also fell into the hands of the man with the long hair and silver mask, but the man with the long hair and silver mask with the dagger didn't want it, it was Su Lin who forced it into him.

Because, Su Lin's dagger pierced the palm of the long-haired silver-masked man. Blood slowly slid down the dagger and fell to the ground.

Defense, vigilance.

Surin didn't look at his own wounds, but at the two of them.

The man with the long hair and silver mask frowned slightly, looked at the bloody palm, and couldn't help but smile: "Not bad, very good! I didn't expect your melee to be so powerful!"

He slowly pulled out the dagger in his palm, laughed wildly on his face, and let the bright red blood rush out like a fountain.

He had potions in his pocket, as well as all kinds of healing supplies. However, he did not reach out and pull them out.

Because he knows very well that if he dares to do this kind of useless work - yes, for them, self-healing is useless work. With the strength that Surin had shown, the moment they moved, Surin could quickly rush over and tear them to pieces.

He knew that Surin could do it because he had seen such people.

But beware—he's not alone!

That's when the benefits of teamwork come into play.

The bald man let out a low roar and rushed towards Surin again.

He's going to use his immensely strong body to buy his teammates a little time. With a little time, your teammates can stop the bleeding and heal. That way, their chances of winning will also be greater.