At this moment, Huang Gang has only one thought in his heart, and that is to live. Baidu: real name +

Only by living can you take revenge.

His life was picked up by Sha Fengzhi, and if he wants to die, he can only die for Sha Fengzhi.

Huang Gang burst out to survive* and stood up with severe pain.

Suddenly, a group of villagers poured out from the Flying Emperor Village, holding various weapons in their hands.

Fang Changyuan rectified the army and also killed it.

The eight-armed people gave Feihuang Village a good start, and the elite of Fulong Village was the conquest team and guerrilla team led by the Wang brothers.

Feihuangzhai seized this gap, and Fang Beishan led the members of Feihuangzhai to fight into the large array of Fulong Village.

Although it lost its leader, under the control of Shafengzhi, the army of Fulongzhai was still in order.

The good combat quality and combat psychology on weekdays are particularly prominent at this moment, under the leadership of Sha Fengzhi, the army of Fulongzhai is impregnable, and Fang Beishan can not get any benefits for a while.

The members of the two sides fought together, and the fighting intensified.

The eight-armed man saw that his seven-star beaded arrow did not take Huang Gang's life, and he was a little unhappy in his heart.

The eight-armed man shouted: "Where did the guy come from, he dared to ruin my eight-armed Tianwu's good deeds." ”

After Sikong Yao handed over Huanggang to a villager, he dealt with the eight-armed Tianwu alone.

Sikong Yao scolded: "You dare to hurt my friend, I'm not done with you!" ”

The eight-armed Tianwu set up another round of seven-star arrows, and said angrily: "It's up to you? ”

Sikong Yao was silent, highly vigilant, and her eight-armed Tianwu's superb archery skills made her a little intimidating.

So far, this is the strongest murderous aura Sikong Yao has felt.

Even the most violent Peachheart Dragon after being mutilated did not give her such a strong sense of oppression.

Sikong Yao took out twelve points of attention, guarding against the attack of the eight-armed Tianwu.

The first round of seven-star arrows shot first, and Sikong Yao's figure immediately shook the moment the arrow just flew out.

The eight-armed Heavenly Wu's flying feather arrows were faster than bullets, and he wanted to dodge his attacks. Only by the precision of judgment.

The Tai Chi Tuna taught to Sikong Yao by the old woman is essentially a kind of martial arts for health preservation and purification.

After cultivating for a long time, although he is not very proficient, Sikong Yao can also maintain a state of calm and leisure to the greatest extent in this situation.

Sikong Yao moved almost instantly. However, even so, the speed of the flying feather arrow was faster than she had imagined.

A fifth feather arrow flashed past her, and the remaining two feathered arrows shot at an extremely awkward angle.

The turtle breath skill that the old woman instilled in Sikong Yao little by little also played an effect at this moment.

Seeing that the two flying feather arrows were unavoidable, Sikong Yao gently closed his eyes.

With a gentle breath, Sikong Yao smelled the smell of fine iron, and the sound of breaking the wind was also heard by her.

Trajectory, she could feel the trajectory of the flying feather arrow.

Sikong Yao rolled over and dodged the sixth flying feather arrow, but the seventh flying feather arrow grazed the tips of her hair.

The eight-armed Tianwu frowned slightly, there was actually someone who was able to dodge her seven-star arrows.

Sikong Yao's figure rushed out. came to the front of the eight-armed Tianwu.

According to the theory of the middle door of the Wing Chun technique, the middle door is the weakest in the upper and lower parts of the human body, and it is the first target to attack.

Sikong Yao's Wing Chun boxing skills were unfolded, and his hands came from the heart. Up to the top of the head, the middle is the heart socket, down to the crotch.

Wing Chun, which was tried and tested repeatedly, could not get any benefit in the hands of the eight-armed Tianwu at this moment.

The eight-armed Tianwu put the bow away, and the eight-armed arms were together, and the boxing skills were unorganized, but they were more than one hand.

Eight-armed Tianwu smelled the fragrance in Sikong Yao's hair. Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, he said excitedly: "It's so fragrant, this is the taste of cream!" Are you a pastry chef? ”

Sikong Yao threw out a tender hand towards the eight-armed Tianwu, hitting the throat of the eight-armed Tianwu.

Eight arms together, gathered into an indestructible shield.

Sikong Yao's punch combines the techniques of Wing Chun and the heart of Tai Chi.

Pay attention to a quick word when you shoot, and keep your heart in mind.

When the punch lands at the point. Then send out all the strength to break the surface.

Originally, Sikong Yao couldn't find the trick to master the standard, but since he learned Tai Chi Tuna, his heart was as calm as water, and this tenderer was used with ease.

The eight-armed Tianwu shook his arms that were beaten painfully. Reprimanded: "Tell me if you are a pastry chef!" ”

Sikong Yao threw another punch and said angrily: "Don't worry about it!" ”

The eight-armed Tianwu Nest caught fire, quickly widened the distance between him and Sikong Yao, and took off the bow on his back.

For the eight-armed Tianwu, long-distance combat is his way.

Fang Beishan led a group of soldiers to join the battle circle, and shouted at the eight-armed Tianwu: "Eight-armed Tianwu, I am a dessert master, you help me destroy Fulong Village, I will make delicious food for you!" ”

Eight-armed Tianwu glanced at Fang Beishan, who had been beaten half to death by himself, and as soon as he heard that there was something delicious, he immediately left his saliva and said excitedly: "Okay, I want to eat colorful glass balls!" ”

Sikong Yao frowned slightly, and asked, "Do you know the colorful glass ball?" ”

Eight-armed Tianwu licked his lips, completely immersed in fantasy, he didn't hear Sikong Yao's question.

Sikong Yao just wanted to go up and ask for an explanation, but was surrounded by the villagers who came from Feihuang Village.

Throwing off Sikong Yao's eight-armed Tianwu, he took out seven more stainless steel feather arrows, one round of scattering, and each flying feather arrow could string at least three members of Fulong Village.

With the support of the eight-armed Tianwu, the Feihuang Village, which originally had the upper hand, instantly boiled and its morale was greatly boosted.

After a few rounds of seven-star arrows, most of the members of Fulongzhai were killed and wounded, and there were originally 300 people on the expedition, but there were less than 100 left at this time.

Every brother in Fulongzhai was brought up by Sha Fengzhi, watching his brothers die one by one in front of him, Sha Fengzhi roared angrily, leaving tears of sorrow.

Seeing that the general trend had gone, Sha Fengzhi gritted his teeth and said angrily: "The whole army retreats, do your best to survive!" ”

The captains of the six teams, except for Huang Gang, were all at the forefront of the battle circle with one block and ten, protecting their subordinates to retreat one by one.

In order to buy more time for his subordinates, Sha Fengzhi actually broke out of the defensive circle of his own army and killed the enemy.

Lin Qianting shouted: "Where are you going, master?" Come back! ”

Sha Fengzhi slashed two people with his right fist, and swept across the ground with his left hand, rampage all the way like a humanoid tank.

Sha Fengzhi ordered: "You cover the brothers in the village to retreat first, and I will go to save Sikong Yao!" ”

Sikong Yao doesn't look like a copycat. Human life can be regarded as a mustard.

Although her Wing Chun boxing is exquisite, she is not ruthless enough, and when she throws every punch, she only dares to use seven points of strength, and she can't bear to be disabled.

In this regard, although Sikong Yao has the ability to fight ten enemies with one enemy, but with a benevolent heart on the battlefield, it will only make the enemy more and more ferocious.

Sikong Yao's physical strength gradually ran out, his steps began to become chaotic, and the accuracy of his punches began to decline. Sweaty profusely, his black hair wet.

The people of Feihuangzhai calculated that Sikong Yao would not hurt people, and they pounced on them one by one as if they were not dying.

Sikong Yao fought with all his might, thinking about how to escape from the battle circle.

The eight-armed Tianwu touched his sleeve and found that there was only one arrow left.

So the eight-armed Tianwu aimed the arrow at Sikong Yao, and a flying feather arrow shot away.

The big knife of Feihuangzhai slashed over. Behind him was another flying feather arrow, and Sikong Yao's dodging route was completely blocked.

The two could only dodge one of them, Sikong Yao quickly made a comparison in his heart, and gave up the idea of dodging the flying feather arrow.

Because there were eight great knives that slashed at her.

Sikong Yao dodged the slash of the broadsword and turned around to avoid letting the Flying Feather Arrow penetrate her body from behind her body.

The feathered arrows burst into the air with an astonishing sound of breaking wind, making a crackling sound in the air.

The moment Sikong Yao turned around. If you can hit the arrow stick of the flying feather arrow, you can deflect the trajectory of the flying feather arrow and minimize your trauma.

Estimated by the speed of the Flying Feather Arrow, even if it hits the arrow stick of the Flying Feather Arrow, at least the arm will be scratched by the violent friction.

Sikong Yao closed her eyes. The first endured the pain and quickly set up his stall.

However, the expected pain did not come, and Sikong Yao felt his hand hit a solid rock wall.

With a "poof", she heard the sound of an arrow sinking in*.

Didn't you hit? Where will the arrow hit me?

Sikong Yao thought about it, but he didn't find anything wrong with him.

Suddenly, a little warm drop fell into Sikong Yao's hand. Warm, somewhat sticky.

Then Sikong Yao felt that his arm was getting hotter and hotter, as if he was drenched in something.

Sikong Yao frowned slightly, what the hell is going on.

Sikong Yao slowly opened his eyes, and the burly figure of the big man looked a little sickly, and his face was pale.

"Sand Seal!" Sikong Yao shouted.

Sha Fengzhi used his body to block the Flying Feather Arrow and protected it in front of Sikong Yao.

The flying feather arrow pierced through his right chest, and blood hung on the blade of the arrow, dripping continuously on Sikong Yao's hand.

Sikong Yao looked at Sha Fengzhi with a stunned expression, Sha Fengzhi broke the flying feather arrow with his hand, and picked up Sikong Yao with one hand.

The thick and powerful arm threw Sikong Yao more than ten meters away, and threw out the encirclement of Feihuang Village.

Sha Feng stopped his anger and said, "Hurry up!" ”

Sikong Yao shouted: "Don't! The sand is stopped, come back soon! ”

The big knife slashed at Sha Feng Wei'an's body, bringing out one scarlet after another.

Sha Fengzhi churned, constantly waving his arms, and lifted the members of Feihuang Village out one by one.

"Come on, you damn sluts, Lao Tzu kills one and counts one! Give back the lives of my brothers! ”

Sikong Yao watched a knife slash at Sha Fengzhi's body, and cried weakly: "Sha Fengzhi, come back soon!" ”

Sha Fengzhi endured the severe pain, threw three people away with one hand, and shouted at Sikong Yao: "Hurry up!" Whatever happens, stay strong! Stay alive! ”