"Sure enough, it's you, Tang Yin!" The bald old man stared at Tang Yin and laughed coldly

, the long sword in his hand hung to the ground, and said: "I want to avenge the two friends who died in your hands in Wuxi!" As he spoke, his wrist shook, and the long sword stabbed out.

Tang Yin snorted, slashed his sword to block the opponent's long sword, and said at the same time: "I just hope that your kung fu will not disappoint people too much!" Before the words fell, the other scimitar picked at the bald old man's little mate. The latter's body and spirit speech were abnormal, his body was like a spinning top, he quickly turned out, and the lightning flashed behind Tang Yin, and he didn't turn his head back, and stabbed out a sword with his backhand, and the tip of the sword accurately pointed at Tang Yin's heart.

Good Kung Fu! Tang Yin sighed in his heart, and instead of being afraid, his face was full of energy, wielding his double knives, and fighting with the bald old man.

Already knowing his identity, another old man with a knife was no longer polite, and joined the battle group with a knife, fighting Tang Yin with the bald old man.

The master fights, lies in finding the weaknesses of the other party, the three of them do not have many moves, most of the time they rely on their own methods to shake around the opponent, to explore the breakage of the opponent, and when it is really time to shoot, they will attack several moves in an instant, or even more than ten moves.

From the layman's point of view, their style of play is very boring, there is no fierce confrontation on the scene, only the three of them are seen turning around in the field, but the connoisseur understands the danger, and it can be said that as long as he is careless, he may die on the spot.

Although the short and fat old man was stabbed by Tang Yin, fortunately he didn't hurt the vital point, he quickly took out the trauma medicine from his pocket, poured out a handful, and wiped it on the wound indiscriminately, and then shouted loudly, and added it to the battle group, at this time on the battlefield, it became three Moon Pavilion elders to fight Tang Yin alone.

Tang Yin's martial arts were strong, but they were not high enough to be able to contend with the three Moon Pavilion elders on his own.

But fortunately, the short and fat old man was injured first, and his skills were greatly reduced, and the threat to Tang Yin was not very big, but even so, Tang Yin's throw seemed to be overstretched and could not be stopped.

The four of them fought fiercely for five minutes, Tang Yin's clothes were opened several times by Hua, although he did not hurt the flesh and skin, but it was extremely dangerous, and the situation was not optimistic.

This is not the way to go! Under the attack of the three old men, Tang Yin saw sweat on his forehead, if he couldn't solve one as soon as possible, it wouldn't be long before he was afraid that he would be injured on the other party's hand, and in that case, the situation would be even more critical. Thinking of this, Tang Yin violently accelerated his moves, fought with all his strength, and only attacked the bald old man alone.

The bald old man was startled, and when he saw Tang Yinzhu menacing, he didn't dare to lower his edge, so he retreated.

He retreated, Tang Yin chased after him, and the other two old men were afraid of losing together, so they killed Tang Yin in the back.

The knife wheel in the hand of the old man with the knife was round, and it buckled horizontally, slashing straight at Tang Yin's waist, and its sharp wind breaking sound pierced the eardrums.

The short and fat old man was injured, but he was not to be outdone, and the chain whip in his hand was thrown out and wrapped around Tang Yin's ankle.

The chain whip is a long weapon, although the short and fat old man and the old man with the knife shot at the same time, but the chain whip was one step ahead, sweeping at Tang Yin's heels, the whip head quickly turned around his ankle twice, and then wrapped it tightly, the short and fat old man was overjoyed, and pulled the chain whip back violently, shouting: "Lie down for me!"

In his opinion, after his own pull, Tang Yin will definitely not be able to stand, when he wants to stabilize his body, the knife that is mixed with him will also arrive, and if he wants to dodge at that time, it will definitely be too late, even if a knife kills him, it is enough to chop it into a serious injury.

That knows, he just whipped the chain back and pulled it back, Tang Yin took advantage of the situation and pounced on him, his movements were too fast, not like he was pulled down by the old man, but more like he took the initiative to lie down. Swish! At the moment when Tang Yin fell on him, the knife of another old man also arrived, and the blade almost brushed against Tang Yin's scalp, cutting off a piece of the head on top of his head.

Tang Yin paused for a moment after falling to the ground, and with the force of the short and fat old man's pullback, the whole person slid against the ground, and at the same time the other foot was raised, straight to the old man's lower body.

It's slow, but it's actually extremely fast, it's just a matter of stone fire and lightning.

The short and fat old man couldn't even dream of it, Tang Yin was premeditated by his chain whip wrapped around his ankle, and his attack on the bald old man was just an illusion. In fact, Tang Yin's real target was the weakest of the three old men, this short and fat old man.

In a duel, there are many factors that determine the outcome of the competition, the level of one's own kung fu is only one of them, experience and state are also one of the aspects, and more importantly, who has the smartest mind, whose tactics are the most practical, and who can take the opponent by surprise and catch the opponent off guard. It is also because of these factors that it is common to see in boxing and martial arts matches that a team that is significantly inferior to the opponent can win in the end.

Tang Yin is definitely a smart person, although he usually doesn't look a little confused, even if he has seen someone, he must have remembered it clearly, but that is only because he has no intentions, his mind is basically used in martial arts, on how to improve his killing skills, as for other things, there are few things that he cares about.

Tang Yin's voice hit the west, pushing the boat down the river and suddenly slamming down the killer, which made the unsuspecting short and fat old man take a big laugh, and every inch was in chaos, he didn't have time to dodge, and the weapon in his hand also lost its effect, but instinctively sank down to avoid the key point of the opponent's attack.

Peng! Tang Yin kicked the old man in the stomach hard, and the latter snorted, the chain whip came out of his hand, and the whole person flew out upside down.

Thump! The short and fat old man flew more than five meters away before falling to the ground, and then his ball-like body rolled all the way to the corner of the wall, and he stopped, he lay on the ground, his old face was all over the bar, and he spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned from red to white.

"Oops! What a cunning boy!"

The short and fat old man was firmly hit by Tang Yin's heavy foot, and the other two old men were shocked, and they didn't bother to check the injuries of the short and fat old man, so they roared and threw themselves at Tang Yin.

"Stupid!" Tang Yin sneered, then shook his legs, threw away the chain whip wrapped around his ankle, and then, met the two old men, and fought together.

Let's say that the short and fat old man was lying on the ground, and before he could react, he suddenly heard a crisp click sound from the side, if he had been before, he might not have heard what the sound was, but after staying in the Green Gang for two days, he now took it for sure, it was the sound of snatching a weapon and loading it.

The old man didn't have time to take a closer look, so he endured the pain in his lower abdomen and rolled his body to the side.

At the moment when he rolled out, he only heard a muffled sound, and there was a small round hole with green smoke in the relaxation square where he was lying down just now.

The short and fat old man broke out in a cold sweat, looked up, and saw that not far from him, there was a young man standing, it was none other than Xie Wendong.

He held Ling Rong in one hand and mended it in the other, and the muzzle of the gun was still emitting the smoke produced by the explosion of gunpowder.

"Damn little brute!" The pain in his lower abdomen made it difficult for the short and fat old man to stand up for a while, and he grabbed a chair next to him and smashed it at Xie Wendong.

Airplanes! The chair broke through the wind, swirled in the air, and crashed straight into Xie Wendong.

The distance between the two sides is too close, and the chair flies too fast, if in normal times, Xie Wendong can rely on Qu Qing to pass his body to dodge, but now, he is holding Han Rong in his arms, and the body of the original hanger is impossible to perform, seeing the chair smashing, Xie Wendong will be heartbroken, bite his teeth, turn around, and protect Ling Rong in his arms with his white body.

I only heard a snap, this chair was smashing Xie Wenwen's back, due to the too much force, the chair was shattered, and then looked at Xie Wendong, he held Han Rong and threw himself out, before the person could land, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Strike! The blood stuck to Jin Rong's face and slowly fell, if Xie Wendong could take a closer look at it at this time, he would definitely be happy Cash Rong's eyebrows twitched obviously, but unfortunately, he didn't have that energy at this time.

After falling to the ground, Xie Wendong vomited another mouthful of blood. Although he had body armor on him, the impact of the chair was too great for him to bear.

Exerted all his strength to kill the chair, the short and fat old man's lower abdomen hurt as if it was torn open, and the wounds on his shoulders were bleeding like pillars, his anal pouch was dizzy for a while, lying on his side on the ground, gasping for breath, the sweat on his forehead and the blood at the corners of his mouth flowed down together.

In the middle of the field, the battle between Tang Yin and the two Mochizuki Pavilion elders continued. It goes on endlessly.

I don't know how long it took, Xie Wendong finally regained his senses, his first reaction was to see if Jin Rong, who was pressed under Bai Ji, was injured, and after feeling that she was not auspicious, Xie Wendong breathed a long sigh of relief, supported his hands on the ground, and wanted to sit up, but his body moved, and the spine bones behind him suddenly felt a huge pain like a pinprick.

This kind of great pain even Xie Wendong, who has strong willpower, can't stand it, he can't help but let out a moan, he lay on his back on the ground, and with difficulty he looked up at the short and fat old man who was also lying on the ground, and then, his eyes were locked around, looking for his hand that he didn't know where to throw it away.

Soon, he saw the silver snatch five meters away from him, but Xie Wendong was a little desperate, the distance of six meters was too far away for him now.

Xie Wendong is not a person who gives up easily, as long as he still has a breath, he will definitely choose to persevere.

He gently let Jin Rong go, pulled his arm from under her, and then crawled in the direction of Yin Bao little by little.

The short and fat old man saw his abnormal movement, looked up, and also saw the silver robbery, he gritted his teeth and cursed: "Damn you......" The short and fat old man immediately touched his side, grabbed a chair leg, grabbed it tightly, took a deep breath, and threw it at Xie Wendong again, but this time his strength was only half used and only leaked, not because of his lack of strength, but because of the huge pain in his lower abdomen.

The powerless chair rolled on the ground, and when it rolled in front of Xie Wendong, the force was completely unleashed, pressing on Xie Wendong's back.

Although it was only pressed, Xie Wendong still snorted in pain, and beads of sweat the size of beans dripped down.

He didn't have the strength to take care of the chair on his back, and after a moment's rest, he still crawled towards the silver.

His tenacity also gave the short and fat old man a headache, in fact, his current condition is worse than Xie Wendong, and he wants to rest for a while more than Xie Wendong, but unfortunately he doesn't dare, he understands that when Xie Wendong gets the robbery, he will really be finished.