Zheng Xiaotian, looking at the other party, approached him.

At this moment, Zheng Xiaotian could feel that the aura was simply different. That's a completely different sense of atmosphere, compared to the other party just now, now, it looks amazing.

Brush!

Hai Wei punched Zheng Xiaotian in the cheek and smashed it. Faster, more agile, and more turbulent. That sense of rhythm......

Zheng Xiaotian raised his right hand and blocked.

Bang!

Attack, block.

However, at that moment, Hai Wei squatted down, supported the ground with both hands, and swept his legs, and immediately went out.

Bang!

Hit!

Haivey's heart was filled with joy. What he's afraid of is that he won't be able to win. And, if you can win, it means that the other party is very successful and has been given yin by him.

Although, now Hai Wei himself knows that the aura is different, and the combat values are different, but in his heart, he is still telling him, don't underestimate the other party too much, absolutely not.

Zheng Xiaotian was indeed hit, but he stood in place with his legs firmly planted into a rock. Perhaps, this is an incomparably powerful sweeping leg, perhaps, if this sweeping leg hits someone else's body, it will sweep others to the ground. However, sweeping the hall to his legs and feet, his lower plate, that is quite steady.

Zheng Xiaotian raised his right foot, aimed at Haiwei's chest, kicked it, and kicked it.

Bang!

Haivey's chest was hit by the train again, and his body was shaped. Immediately, he went backwards.

Zheng Xiaotian shook his head, he thought. The opponent's aura is strong, how powerful is that. However, it's just such an average combat power, and it can't go anywhere.

Haiwei stepped back five meters, then propped up the ground with his hands, one upside down, and then. Touch your legs to the ground and stand up straight. He looked at Zheng Xiaotian so generally. The heaviness of the heart, that's more than a little bit.

Haivey was amazed and amazed. He felt that himself. That's to completely mumble to the other party. Seemingly. It's really the rhythm of underestimating the other party.

"Come again!" Zheng Xiaotian said to Hai Wei.

"Arrogant, arrogant." Haiwei, with both hands and a backhand, in the palm of his hand, at an instant, two daggers appeared. He clenched the dagger, a pair of eyes, and looked at Zheng Xiaotian with a flickering cold light.

"Yo. It's the rhythm of moving the knife at every turn. Still, I'm not afraid of you. Come on, come on, move the knife and move the gun, I'll see. Let me see how powerful you are. Zheng Xiaotian said.

"You're not afraid of knives, are you?" Haiwei nodded, and in an instant, he swept towards Zheng Xiaotian.

Zheng Xiaotian casually hooked a sign on the side, and then, with his right hand, he grabbed the rod of the sign, grabbed the front end of the sign with his left hand, and pulled it out hard. Suddenly, the sign turned into a steel pipe of more than one meter. That's right, it's the rhythm of the pipe.

Zheng Xiaotian held the steel pipe tightly in his right hand, danced, and greeted Haiwei.

Ding, ding, ding.

That is, in the next second, the sound of the confrontation, how fierce it is. Between the two sides, the hand speed is very fast and a sense of rhythm between the two sides......

Zheng Xiaotian's speed is also very fast, Haiwei's speed is also very fast, and the speed between the two sides is very fast. Zheng Xiaotian is a long weapon, Haiwei is two short weapons, between the two of them, it is simple, each has its own advantages.

Zheng Xiaotian nodded secretly in his heart, sure enough, this is because the other party has a certain battle value, and it is also based on the rhythm of the other party with two daggers.

Heiwei was terrified. He has already shown the battle values that he concealed in peacetime, but that's it, he didn't succeed in giving the other party anything. This shows that the opponent's battle value is really not simple.

Haiwei, I don't know how to say how to say how I feel at the moment, this is, I have provoked a guy who is not easy to mess with. It's, it's going to have to be a little conventional, it's ......

"Yes, yes, the combat stats are very good. It's just that you're a little too short, so your hands are short. The moment Zheng Xiaotian's words fell, he pinched one end of the steel pipe with his right hand, and immediately held the steel pipe tightly and sent it away.

Bang!

Another section of the steel pipe smashed into Haiwei's heart.

The loss, this is the steel pipe, the loss, this is not the spear. Otherwise, if you smash it down this time, it will be a sense of rhythm that kills people.

Haiwei took two steps back, and then opened a certain distance from Zheng Xiaotian. He looked at Zheng Xiaotian like this.

Zheng Xiaotian was looked at by the other party, and he didn't want to deal with the other party, since the other party was willing to watch it, then the other party continued to be optimistic, look at it casually, how to see how to love.

"You're the first to force me to make a move, and, to force me to use conventional means to expose my combat stats in front of so many people. You, very good. Hai Wei pointed at Zheng Xiaotian.

"Hey, even if you show the combat stats, what can you do? With your little combat stats, what can you hurt me? I don't just don't pay attention to it, I just don't take it to heart, it's just that you don't think about it at all, it's just that you don't know it at all. Zheng Xiaotian shook his head.

"You've provoked me again and again, it's good, it's good!" Haiwei nodded, at this moment, cleaning up Zheng Xiaotian's heart, it was simply more firm.

"Well, if you have so much nonsense to say, then you might as well take out the capital that you can threaten me, and the capital that you can threaten me, and let me see how powerful you are. It's true! Zheng Xiaotian looked straight and nodded.

"Good, good, good!" Hai Wei, with both hands raised, suddenly, with two swishing sounds, two daggers shot out from his palms, and the target was aimed at Zheng Xiaotian.

Zheng Xiaotian held the steel pipe tightly with both hands, as if dancing with a golden hoop rod, and turned the steel pipe.

Zheng Xiaotian wanted to say it, he came over with the dagger tightly, he couldn't hurt himself, and he lost the dagger as a hidden weapon, did he mean that he could hurt himself in this way? This is, what kind of rhythm is it joking? I am simply not afraid of each other's atmosphere.

Ding, ding!

In the expected ending, the dagger shot in front of Zheng Xiaotian, and then it was bounced aside by the rotating steel pipe. However, this didn't bounce far away, and then, that is, in the air, the head of the knife was weirdly turned, and then, towards Zheng Xiaotian, swept again. This time, when it swept in, the dagger turned into four.

Ding, ding, ding, ding.

Again, the dagger was bounced away, and again, the dagger automatically turned the head of the knife in the air, and again, the dagger shot towards Zheng Xiaotian, and when it was like this, four had already become eight.

Zheng Xiaotian grunted, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and suddenly, he looked at the demon in his mind and asked, "Demon boss, what kind of rhythm is this." Two bounces open to become four, and four into eight? So whether I resist or not. If you resist, there is no end to this, if you don't resist, this is also ......"

"This should be the legendary divine soldier. You have to get a little bit of this kind of thing, you can't live without something like this. Specializing in air bombs, air covers, and yellow charms, what can you do? You've got to have a little, unconventional means, you know? "The devil said.

Zheng Xiaotian could see that what the demon said was equivalent to the rhythm that he didn't say. Good guys, that's a rhythm. That's just not answering.

Zheng Xiaotian's consciousness returned to reality, and he looked at the current thirty-two daggers, and he simply didn't know what to say. For a while, it will become sixty-four, and for a while, it will not become one hundred and twenty-eight. For a while, that's not enough, that's not enough......

Zheng Xiaotian's mind is running at a high speed, and this situation must be solved. Otherwise, when there are more and more daggers, you will be consumed by the other party.

Daggers, more and more.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

One, two, and three rattan weavers appeared, and at this moment, an absolute defensive circle formed around Zheng Xiaotian. This is simply when the dagger saw a little sprout, and the whip completely nipt the sprout in the bud.

Ding, ding, ding. The dagger, which is above the defensive circle of rattan weaving, is completely complete and cannot break through the defense of rattan weaving. Whether it's more than a hundred, more than a thousand, or more than 10,000, it's all simple, a completely useless rhythm.

Zheng Xiaotian smiled. He's not going to think about two to one at this moment, how bad it is. As long as you can win, as long as you win, then there is no rhythm that can be said about the rest of the nonsense.

Lao Xingyue looked at Linda like this. She wanted to say that, sure enough, Linda had the ability to protect herself. Good guys, it's not like I'm so easy to scratch my face. If you really want to deal with the other party, you have to, that is, directly at night when the other party is asleep, pour sulfuric acid. Uh-huh, yo-si, it's a good idea, it's good, it's pretty good.

Linda suddenly felt that her body was cold for a while. It's like someone is worried about it. Thinking of these two words, she immediately thought of Zheng Xiaotian, and when she thought of this, her face was immediately a red fruit. She remembers very well that at night, the two of them had to have a ** car shock. Uh-huh, just think about it is that the body is wet, uh-huh, I can't wait for all. It's dark, hurry up. (To be continued......)