Poor, the heroic name of the Tiger Hero I was ruined......

There is only one result of inattention in the ring, and that is to lose.

Especially in this kind of life-and-death struggle, there is no referee, no rules, how simple is it to lose the game.

When the knife was only two fists away from the top of his head, Wu Song finally reacted, and with his good skills, he twisted five inches to the right......

Yes!

With a scream, Wu Song fell to the ground holding his left shoulder!

Although those five inches saved their lives, they couldn't save their left arm.

Fang La's knife was close to his shoulder, and a bloody arrow spurted out, and Wu Song's left arm was separated from his body forever, falling to the ground silently, soaking the ground red.

Li Yan, Lu Zhishen, Yan Qing and others exclaimed in surprise and ran over to rescue Wu Song.

Lu Zhishen was in front of Fang La, the big shovel in his hand shook three times, the steel teeth in his mouth gurgled, and a deep pit was stamped out under his feet.

I really want to shoot Fang Lai to death with a shovel, but he has been upright all his life, he is a principled and well-behaved person, a competition is a competition, you can't play tricks because you are defeated, and you will besiege in groups, even if you hate it, you must first place a challenge.

"Dog hair, straight thief! Dare to fight with the Sprinkle family! ”

Fang La saw the murderous aura on Lu Zhishen's body, and couldn't help but take a step back, squinted his eyes and was about to reply, only to hear Tong Guan's sharp voice and said: He is not Li Yan's kid, let Li Yan come out to compete, others will kill in vain, and the miscellaneous family will not fulfill their promises!

It turned out that this Tong Guan was afraid of an accident, so he arranged in advance for the pro-army to form a human wall to surround him inside, and when there was a lively look, the pro-soldier squatted down, and when he wanted to speak, he covered him, so Wu Song didn't find him for a long time.

Li Yan and Yan Qing carried Wu Song, who was fainting to death, out of the venue, Han Shizhong immediately sent someone to ask for a military doctor, Yan Qing took off his shirt, stopped the bleeding for Wu Song, and called a soldier with his hand, regardless of whether he was familiar with it or not, he said viciously: Press!

The soldier obediently pressed his shirt, and couldn't help but peek at the tattoo on Yan Qing's body, revealing envious eyes.

Flowers, a lot of flowers, purple and red, flowers in a thousand shapes.

Yan Qing shook off the blood on his hand, pulled out the waist knife from the soldier's waist, and was about to play with Fang La.

But at this time, Lu Zhishen had just been rejected to face the battle, and walked back dejectedly, and when he saw Yan Qing's move, he stretched out his hand to stop it, and said:

"Don't worry, according to the rules, if Brother Li can't kill this thief, it will be our turn. Anyway, tonight, this thief will die! ”

During this time, Li Yan's mind was in a mess, because he suddenly recalled a bridge, "Wu Song captured Fang La with one arm".

But the fact is that his arm was broken, and he couldn't catch Fang La.

Or in other words, Wu Song's arm should not have been broken, because of history and the crash, it was Wu Song who captured Fang La, but history is indeed Han Shizhong's capture of Fang La, if it wasn't for Li Yan, Wu Song didn't have to worry about breaking his arm at all.

It's all for him Li Yan!

Thinking of this, Li Yan felt sorry for Wu Song, and felt deeply guilty, raised his head violently, stared at his bloodshot eyes, unable to control the blood full of blood and the battle intent in his heart, at this time he completely put life and death out of the way, and there was only one obsession in his heart, which was to kill Fang La and avenge Wu Song!

Without weighing the pros and cons, without any extra thoughts, he walked quickly to the middle of the field, and the other party said: "I'm Li Yan, I want to try my fists and feet with you." ”

Fang La glanced Li Yan up and down a few times, threw away the steel knife in his hand, and laughed loudly, because he saw that the person in front of him was white and tender, and he was polite, saying that Confucianism was believed by everyone, and he was not very old, so it was so easy to fight with such a person.

Li Yan knew that he was looking down on himself, but he didn't care, and his years of competition experience told him that the more careless the opponent, the more beneficial it was to himself.

When he boarded, he rushed through with an arrow and smashed it with a fist.

But after all, the distance was too far, and when he rushed closer, Fang La had already come back to his senses, looking at the oncoming fists, not dodging or dodging, but also punching straight out, ready to swap them, to see who has the most strength, whose fists are hard, and whose ability to resist blows is strong.

It's obvious......

Li Yan's physical fitness is not as good as Fang La.

A punch hit Fang La's left cheek, Fang La only twisted his head slightly, but Li Yan was directly knocked to the ground, his left eye was swollen and high, and his eye socket was bright red.

Fang La looked at Li Yan lying on the ground contemptuously and sneered, but he didn't rush to attack, because in his eyes, Li Yan was like a three-year-old child without the slightest threat.

Outside the court, Song San couldn't help it, and faintly had the urge to explode.

Li Yan trembled and got up, swaying from side to side twice before he stabilized his figure.

Seeing him like this, Fang La thought that there was no need to fight anymore, relaxed his vigilance, walked up to Li Yan calmly, and said, "That's it!" With that, he smashed his fist.

At this moment, a glimmer of light flashed in Li Yan's eyes, and he quickly reached out to wrap his hand around Fang La's waist, roared, and actually put more than 200 catties of Fang La on his shoulder, turned around under his feet, and fell heavily to the ground at the same time as Fang La.

It seems that both of them have fallen, but in fact, there is a hidden mystery, Li Yan's body did not touch the ground, and completely pressed on Fang La's body.

Roll over, ride, smash punches.

Left face, right face, lower abdomen, right face, elbow strike, elbow strike......

Li Yan seems to have regained the feeling of being in the octagonal cage, dozens of punches, he did not feel tired at all, but he was physically and mentally good, this is the pleasure of victory, and it is the wildness in the bones of a man.

"Cool!" Li Yan couldn't help but shout.

But he still underestimated Fang La's ability to resist attacks, although his face was covered with blood, Fang La's consciousness was not confused, but he had never fought with anyone like this, and he didn't know how to defend and counterattack for a while.

But after a long time, he gradually figured out Li Yan's routine, and immediately blocked his face with his arm, so that he could effectively block the smashed fist.

Li Yan's heart tightened, he didn't expect Fang La to defend so quickly, and his two thick arms blocked his head tightly, how could he fight?

Spanking the arm?

You can't kill anyone even if you fight for one night!

Just when he had nothing to do, he only listened to Song Sanhan's voice: Boots! Boots!

Boots?

"Boots!" Li Yan immediately suddenly realized, he was really a fan of the authorities, how could he forget it.

Li Yan doesn't have any martial virtues, or he doesn't dare to have martial arts against Fang La.

Taking advantage of the gap of the punch, he immediately reached into the boot, and the moment he pulled it out, the scabbard had already been pushed away, and he held the knife in his backhand and stabbed it at Fang La's arm.

Fang La only felt a pain in his forearm, and unconsciously put down his hand, but just when he wanted to see what was happening......

Li Yan closed his eyes and plunged the dagger into Fang La's eyes, the power was so great that it directly lost the entire blade!

That's a piece of......