At that moment, one arm fell to the ground, blood gushing out like a spring, and the little brother of the Axe Gang lay on the ground, one hand on the other shoulder, wailing repeatedly, apparently the pain had made him lose the ability to fight. Interview wèn:.shuhahА.

Every place is extremely dangerous, and if one of them is not careful, they will inevitably be physically injured, ranging from minor injuries to serious injuries or even death on the spot.

Qin Feng held a steel knife in his hand, looking at the battlefield with cold eyes, his cold and ruthless gaze fell on Peng Lin's body, Peng Lin also seemed to be aware of Qin Feng's gaze, he 'forced' to open the sky, and glanced at Qin Feng, only to feel that the cold gaze made his heart full of coldness, and he didn't dare to read against this gaze.

At this moment, Zhang Tian let out an angry roar, and the knife in his hand turned into a cold light, as fast as the wind, as fast as lightning, and the blade slashed down awe-inspiringly.

Sensing the crisis of life and death, Peng Lin's face changed, and the double axes instantly crossed the top of his head.

"Bell ......"

There was a collision sound of two distances, Peng Lin felt that his arm was in trouble, and his mouth hurt, he took a few steps back, and sat on the ground with his legs unstable.

Peng Lin didn't pay attention to it, he suffered a big loss, he looked at Zhang Tianfang in front of him hatefully, gritted his teeth fiercely, and jumped up from the ground.

Zhang Tianfang's knife just now seemed to 'provoke' Peng Lin's anger, and the double-plate axe seemed to have anger on it, and he seemed to want to fight Zhang Tianfang to the death.

Either you die or I die, and one of the two must die.

"Kill ......"

Peng Lin's body was like a small mountain, and he rushed towards Zhang Tianfang at an extremely fast speed, and the offensive of the double-plate axe had been prepared, and he wanted to give Zhang Tianfang a thunderous blow.

Between the lightning and flint, Peng Lin and Zhang Tianfang met, and the two fought to the death again.

On the other hand, the battle between Chen Haonan and Wu Ji was not over, Chen Haonan was weakly holding the steel knife, gasping for breath, his face was pale, there was no trace of blood, and the wounds on his body increased by two again.

Wu Ji was not much better, he was also panting heavily, his arms were numb for a while, and his upper body was also cut by Chen Haonan twice, and blood was still flowing.

In the past, Wu Ji was definitely not Chen Haonan's opponent, but now that Chen Haonan is injured, he has been rewarded with a vicious battle before, and his body has been greatly reduced, but he still has a draw with Wu Ji.

Chen Haonan couldn't help Wu Ji, Wu Ji was difficult to win for a while, and he couldn't hurt Chen Haonan, the two of them were half a catty, they stared at each other, no one made the first move, but they were all looking for each other's weaknesses, ready to kill with one blow.

The shouts and killings around them didn't seem to affect the two, they stared at each other, staring at each other, as if they wanted to stare at each other's blood.

"Bell ......"

A metal 'crossing' sound erupted, Qiu Zhenglong took five or six steps back, and the steel knife in his hand fell on the snow again, and a trace of blood hung from the corner of his mouth and fell to the ground.

Just now, Qiu Zhenglong, Qiu Long and Feng Qiang fought, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner for a while, Qiu Zhenglong and Qiu Long couldn't kill Feng Qiang, and Feng Qiang couldn't repel him.

Feng Qiang's own weapon, the Nine Ring Broadsword, was superb, and the move was fatal, and the move cut at the weakness of Qiu Zhenglong's dragon, so that the two of them only had the power to parry, and they had no power to resist.

Fierce general, Feng Qiang is indeed a fierce general, he roared angrily, 'excited' the strength of his whole body, the nine-ring broadsword broke through the air resistance, cut through all the air flow, almost riding the wind to break the 'waves', roaring.

Qiu Zhenglong's face changed, and he could only parry, but he was shocked back by Feng Qiang's move, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth that were shocked, and the numbness in his arm probably couldn't be relieved for a long time.

In five or six steps, Qiu Zhenglong was almost out of the scope of the battle, and Qiu Long and Feng Qiang were one-on-one.

Feng Qiang shot with all his strength and gave Qiu Zhenglong a blow, but it just happened for Qiu Long to find his weakness, and he left his back to Qiu Long.

Fighting is a matter of life and death.

During the battle, don't leave your back to the enemy, otherwise you will definitely usher in death, but this time, Feng Qiang left his back to Qiu Long.

Qiu Long was happy in his heart, galloping under his feet, holding the hilt of the knife with both hands, using the strength of his whole body, the tip of the knife stabbed towards Feng Qiang's back heart, the sharp tip of the knife, like the scythe of death, can harvest the enemy's 'life'.

If Qiu Long is stabbed by this knife, I am afraid that there will be no more Feng Qiang as the number one person in Nanhua City in the future, and he will definitely be stabbed by Qiu Long.

The development of things was no longer expected by Qiu Long, his knife had just stabbed out, and when he saw Feng Qiang's back heart, his face changed.

Feng Qiang's blow just now was a ruin, obviously expecting that Qiu Long would not let go of this good opportunity, and his knees bent and the whole person fell to the ground.

"Whew......"

Qiu Long's knife broke through the air, and did not hurt Feng Qiang's sweat 'hair'.

The moment Feng Qiang dodged out, Qiu Long knew that it was not good, and wanted to slow down his attack, but when he made a move, the speed was too fast, the force was too strong, and it was not so easy to retract.

Qiu Long collapsed from Feng Qiang's body, but Feng Qiang, who was lying on the ground, stood up from the ground suddenly, his eyes were looking coldly at Qiu Long's back.

Unable to retract it, Qiu Long left his back to Feng Qiang, to this terrible enemy, he also knew that it was not good, but it was too late to reflect.

Qin Feng often taught Qiu Zhenglong that they must not leave their backs to the enemy, otherwise it would be a mortal situation.

"Dragon, dodge ......"

Qiu Zhenglong, who was sitting on the ground, shouted, his face full of anxiety, but his position was too far away from Qiu Long, and the resources were too late, so he saw Feng Qiang swing a knife.

It took a long time to say, but it only happened in an instant, the corners of Feng Qiang's mouth 'revealed' a trace of ruthlessness, holding the handle of the knife with both hands, and slashed at the back of the dragon.

"Puff ......"

"Ah......h

After the sound of the sharp weapon entering the 'meat', a miserable scream came out, and Qiu Long's back was slashed by Feng Qiang, and a long wound appeared on his back at that time, which was simply shocking, and blood kept flowing out.

Qiu Long's face was as hideous as a ghost, and beads of sweat on his forehead kept dripping, and the pain seemed to make him lose consciousness instantly.

The iron-clad man, when he is hit by this knife, will definitely scream in pain, this kind of pain is not something that ordinary people can bear.

"Fuck you!"

Qiu Zhenglong screamed angrily, he picked up the steel knife on the ground, and he didn't know where the strength came from, and instantly rushed to Feng Qiang's body, and slashed at Feng Qiang's head without hesitation and mercilessly.

"Whew......"

The blade slashed, carrying with it a relentless coldness.

"Die, die, I'll let you die......";