As soon as Nie Haiyuan saw Liu Xiaoying, he immediately forgot the previous battle policy, waved the iron burden in his hand, and made it round again, as the wind approached, the big iron burden was lifted above his head, and he smashed it towards the top of Liu Xiaoying's head with all his strength.

Such a reckless move is very arrogant and ferocious, so although it was just a simple move, it immediately caused a lot of discussion under the ring.

"This little fat man is really not a thing, how can he be so arrogant to girls?"

"Yes, even if it's a piece of iron, it should melt when you see such a charming girl, how can you raise a stick against each other?"

A series of voices of contempt are endless, but such words cannot change Nie Haiyuan's original intention, in his heart, there is no longer a concept of women, after all, he knows that such a woman is a demon, if he is allowed to do whatever he wants, only more innocent men will be deceived, so for the sake of shame, his heart has long been as solid as a cornerstone and cannot be shaken.

"Bang"

There was a sudden loud bang in the ring, and Nie Haiyuan smashed it with all his might, but it still fell short in an instant, but seeing that Liu Xiaoying's delicate body flashed, a few jumps flashed out of the way, and the huge iron burden couldn't help but smash it on the ring board under his feet, and the violent impact force was infinite, just one moment, and the solid wooden plank that was more than a foot thick was rammed and sunk a few inches, but fortunately, there were still many round horizontal logs under the plank in this direction, if it was just this plank, I am afraid that this burden would be enough to penetrate it。

But Rao was like this, the huge ring was still under his wanton smashing, and it suddenly shook for a moment, and even the feet standing on it felt a little sore.

Seeing Nie Haiyuan's such an arrogant blow, Liu Xiaoying's eyes in the ring suddenly widened, obviously he never dreamed that Nie Haiyuan would be able to exert such a powerful power when he was angry, and in his memory, Zou Cang said that this kid was very stupid, and he was not worth mentioning at all, but with the power of that move alone, it was enough to prove that Zou Cang's mouth was not honest.

couldn't help frowning, her eyes were round, Liu Xiaoying also had to be fully prepared, holding a spear, picking up the spear and sprinting along Nie Haiyuan's back, straight to the back of the heart, in a vain attempt to penetrate the stomach and break the intestines.

However, Nie Haiyuan was also prepared, at the moment when the stick fell, he noticed the possible attack behind him, and the moment he picked up the iron burden, he turned around and blocked the iron burden in front of his chest, the thick iron burden was cast in iron, coupled with Nie Haiyuan's own powerful explosive power, if the tip of the gun was lightly tapped, it would inevitably be injured by its powerful force, therefore, Liu Xiaoying did not dare to fight head-on with it, and the spear retracted with his wrist, and the gun danced in the void, and the gun suddenly changed, changed to smash, and smashed towards Nie Haiyuan's ribs with both hands dancing.

Although this move can't put people to death, if you smash the ribs with the body of the gun, you will inevitably be injured and sick, and the whole body will be harmed, so Nie Haiyuan didn't dare to have the slightest carelessness, and waved his arms to block the side of the iron burden, and then his body retreated backwards, and the retreat swept to meet the spear on the opposite side, and he wanted to use his own strength to fight with the other party.

However, the gun is the demon of a hundred soldiers, and it has always been famous for being ghostly, so just when Nie Haiyuan came out with an iron burden to block it, he saw that Liu Xiaoying's gun body turned around, and the tip of the gun was picked, and he immediately took advantage of the gap and stabbed Nie Haiyuan's thigh.

Such a sudden change was really unexpected, in just a short moment, Nie Haiyuan changed from the offensive just now, reduced to a defensive position, a clumsy iron pole, coupled with the previous strong consumption, gradually became exhausted.

The next moment, the tip of the spear was as smooth as a bird pecking rice, and it was crazy to move, sometimes choking in the throat, sometimes in the ribs on the chest, a gun flew up and down, and the straight fighting Nie Haiyuan was in a hurry, mixed up, although the heavy iron dance did not reduce the majesty, but it was always difficult to touch the opponent's spear, and it didn't take long for the defeat to be highlighted.

Gradually, he felt a little powerless, and Nie Haiyuan, who was originally burning in his head, showed a little sign of sobriety, and couldn't help but secretly regret that he shouldn't fight with him, but now it was too late, because at the moment when his thoughts were confused and self-pitying, the spear on the opposite side saw the right time, and when he was unprepared, the tip of the spear suddenly flipped over, and it pierced towards his fat buttocks like a swimming dragon.

The cold tip of the spear was merciless, and the next moment it penetrated through the clothes just into the flesh, at first it was just a trace of cold, and then a sharp pain came, and the crimson blood flowed down the tip of the spear.

And Nie Haiyuan immediately shook his body, and hurriedly took a few steps forward, only then pulled his butt off the tip of the gun, and hurriedly covered the wound with one hand, and on a huge face, beads of sweat had already dripped down.

"Fatty!"

Seeing such a sudden change, an exclamation came from a corner under the ring, but it did not stop the dancing of the spear on the opposite side.

And on the ring, Nie Haiyuan endured the pain, turned around again to greet him, the iron burden in his hand was weak, and it was difficult to block the tip of the gun that the other party smashed into again, and the two sides clashed with one shot and one load, only to hear a crisp sound of "bang", and the spear shook, but due to the lack of strength of the iron burden, he did not let it go.

However, this is obviously not worth mentioning compared to the shot in Nie Haiyuan's buttocks, so Liu Xiaoying on the opposite side was only a short delay, and then he once again deceived himself to fight, and the spears flying up and down danced all kinds of wreaths in her hands, and it didn't take long for Nie Haiyuan to panic again, and he was shot in the thigh again.

In this way, even if Nie Haiyuan's body is big and his blood is thick, he can't suffer such torture, and it is difficult to support his body, but Nie Haiyuan has to raise his hand and immediately shout in his mouth, "Slow!"

Forced to endure the severe pain, he still stood up steadily, his pale face, his hands were covered with blood, he could feel that today's self was the bravest moment in his life, and until now, there was no half fear, but the severe pain from all over his body continued to torture him, making his fat body tremble.

"Do you want to throw in the towel?"

Hearing Nie Haiyuan's voice, Liu Xiaoying on the opposite side retracted her body very happily, staring at each other tightly with a pair of beautiful eyes, and a pair of thin lips gently stirred.

"Hmph, if you want to admit defeat, it's still the same sentence, kneel under my dress, bow three times and bow nine times, and I will spare you!"

Liu Xiaoying became more and more proud, especially when she thought of the tragic consequences of Ma Xiuyuan and Chang Lin before, her heart beat even more strongly.

Nie Haiyuan's previous performance became more and more powerful, and now the more she can bring out her strength, involuntarily, the vanity and arrogance that come from her bones, more sharp, but she has never relaxed from beginning to end, which is incomparable to the previous two.

In the face of Liu Xiaoying's question, Nie Haiyuan forcibly squeezed out a smile, gently swayed his hand, and then said with a bit of cunning in his eyes, "No, how can I bow down under your dress? If that's the case, wouldn't I be a hooligan? I just want to ask a question!"

Although Nie Haiyuan is timid and afraid of things, but in such a ring, he really shows the achievements of the past three years, he has become tenacious and self-respecting, not giving in, and also has a trace of stubbornness, but compared to Jing Chong, he still has one more kind of "bad".

Seeing Nie Haiyuan's mysterious performance and open-mouthedness, Liu Xiaoying on the opposite side suddenly turned red and was very indignant.

But the words are said by herself, and she can't control others to think about it, but she no longer dares to face the other party's nonsense.

Slowly calmed down her thoughts, Liu Xiaoying's face recovered a little, but a pair of eyes were still staring at the fat man opposite, since the other party had a question to ask, in front of so many people, she had to answer, so she blurted out without the slightest hesitation, "If you have any questions, just say it, lest you wait until you die and say that I suffocated you to death!"

Liu Xiaoying's mouth is also unforgiving, and his words are harsh and harsh, and he can't listen to it, but when it comes to Nie Haiyuan's ears, it still makes him laugh.

"How can I suffocate to death? I think every day that you can still face the wall! But I don't have that kind of mind now, I just want to ask you, who is standing behind you, do you want to join forces with me?"

Nie Haiyuan pretended to be very similar, and continued to show the kind of obscenity and inferiority when he spoke, and at the same time pointed behind the other party with his finger.

Before the words fell, she saw that Liu Xiaoying's face was red, and her anger burned, and she didn't give the other party too much pretense, but when she saw the finger pointing directly in the opposite direction, she couldn't help the curiosity in her heart, and inadvertently looked back.

Nie Haiyuan sneered, waved the iron burden in his hand, and repeated the trick, which was about to seize the opportunity to make trouble.

But at this moment, although Liu Xiaoying turned her body, the spear in her hand was not idle, she seemed to have seen Nie Haiyuan's thoughts, so at the moment when Nie Haiyuan's figure snatched forward, the spear in her hand galloped like lightning, like a long rainbow, and quietly stabbed out again, the sharp tip of the spear, the cold air attacked, suffocating, and its direction was Nie Haiyuan's heart......