Seeing that the orcs and the enemy were hand-in-hand, King Kong gestured to the razor, and the two of them pounced towards the thorn.

Mercenaries don't have any rules for heads-up, and the shortest time and the most correct means to defeat the enemy are the right ones.

As soon as he saw that the other party rushed up to two tower-like men, he hurriedly jumped out of the battle circle, and was never outnumbered.

The fire qilin and the fog hidden also rushed over at this time, and when they saw that the other party was outnumbered, they each took out the guy and hurriedly rushed forward.

King Kong's opponent of the giant is the Fire Qilin, and the weapons in the hands of the two people are short sticks, and they hit each other hard twice in the air.

The fire unicorn was numb, and the right hand holding the short stick was sore, and his heart was shocked, this tower-like opponent was estimated to be the "King Kong" in the iron blood.

Sure enough, it is amazing, and if you continue to work hard like this, the weapon in your hand will definitely be knocked away, and this person is invincible. As soon as he thought of this, he saw King Kong pumping a stick towards his shoulder again.

Hurriedly retreated to dodge, and at the same time pressed his fingers on the spring at the bottom of the short stick, and with a "bang", a large ball of orange flames erupted from the head of the stick, burning towards the upper body of King Kong.

King Kong couldn't dodge, his face and chest were sprayed by flames, and he hurriedly strode back, avoiding the attack range of the fire unicorn, and at the same time slapped his hands on the head and face and chest, fortunately he was wearing a gas mask on his head and a bulletproof vest on his body, and the combat uniform outside was also specially crafted, fire-resistant and waterproof, and the flames were extinguished after two beats.

It's just that half of his hair and beard are burned, which makes King Kong quite embarrassed.

When the fire unicorn saw that the fire had been extinguished, he sighed secretly! Originally, the flame in his short stick was mixed with additives such as white phosphorus.

As long as it touches the human body, it is like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and it will never be extinguished if it does not burn people to ashes, but the rules of the game do not allow killing, so they have to change the poison flame of the stick to an ordinary flame.

At this moment, both of them were afraid of each other, each holding a short stick, carefully turning in circles to find a flaw that would work.

Razor vs. Fog Yin, both of them used knives, I saw Fog Yin bow his head, and quickly rushed towards Razor with his waist bent, and the two of them staggered their bodies for a moment.

A cold light lit up in Wuyin's hand, and he "pulled out the knife and slashed", and the unsheathed knife swept towards the razor's left arm.

The razor didn't dodge, the black light flashed in his hand, and the hideous black saber slashed straight towards the shoulder of the foggy hide.

It's a lose-lose style of play, and Wu Yin looks at this speed, and his knife can unload the opponent's left arm, but one of his own hands is definitely going to be scrapped.

Hurriedly restrained the attack, twisted himself to avoid the razor's attack, and scolded: "Despicable fellow, if you can't kill people, I will cut off your head with this knife." ...... vomit" After saying that, a foul smell came into his nose, and his chest churned. I almost didn't vomit.

Razor wore a gas mask and said angrily: "You bedbug, just talking about it is useless to practice it, Lao Tzu has abolished you, you are a dwarf." As he spoke, he took advantage of the opportunity for the fog to suppress his vomiting and slashed at the wrist where the fog was holding the knife.

Wu Yin hurriedly waved his knife to parry, and a series of metal clashes sounded "clanging ......", and sparks shot out at the place where the weapons clashed.

The two fought fast with speed, and they had already fought more than ten times in an instant.

The foggy knife technique is treacherous and unpredictable. The razor is a knife that sinks violently, making people unable to avoid it. One soft and one rigid, each with its own merits

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After the blade touched more than ten times, Wu Yin's hand was a little numb, and he almost wanted to get rid of the knife in his hand, and he was a little anxious in his heart, and secretly thought: "These damn Westerners, all of them are tall and powerful, and their strength is amazing, but the hateful game can't hurt people's lives, otherwise you have to taste the taste of Lao Tzu's ninja dart." ”

At this time, the razor was full of fighting spirit, and the saber in his hand was like a black dragon, opening and closing, forcing the opponent to retreat again and again.

With a crisp sound of the "bell", the fog was scattered, and it was only with both hands that he blocked the razor's blow. Razor seems exhausted when he sees his opponent. Quickly stepping on his luck, one leg flung towards the head of the misty like an iron whip.

Wuyin turned a blind eye to this leg, and when he saw this kick, he was about to make a contribution, and Razor was secretly happy in his heart.

I didn't expect a thick fog to suddenly appear in front of me, and the inevitable whip leg swept into the air.

The razor hurriedly pulled back, bent down and held the handle horizontally, paying attention to the movements around him.

The fog was faintly seen that the opponent swept in, and there was no way to avoid it, so he had to use his escape technique, throwing a smoke bomb on the ground, and when the smoke was filled, his body was like electricity, and a wisp of light smoke quietly rushed to the edge of a big tree more than ten meters away.

As soon as the ninja suit on his body touched the trunk of the tree, it actually began to change color, causing him to attach to the big tree pole like a dead tree.

Seeing this scene, Razor hurriedly pressed the headset on his cheek and shouted: "Brothers, be careful, this grandson can play the trick, don't be attacked by him." ”

Li Qingcang was standing at the back of the team with the captain at this time, and he hadn't gone up to fight yet. Hearing the razor's warning, he said, "Razor came and followed the captain, this little Japan is handed over to me." ”

Razor hurriedly agreed, retreated to the captain's side in three or two steps, and the two of them rushed towards each other together with a short stick and a saber.

At this time, the ghost fox and others had also rushed over, and the two sides did not talk nonsense, and as soon as they got started, they caught each other and fought each other.

Li Qingcang stood in place, his heart was empty, the perception of the supernatural realm was released, and suddenly all the scenes on the battlefield began to become clear.

The shaking of the leaves, the friction of the blades of grass, the sound of the clashing of blades and the sound of footsteps stamping on the mud were clearly heard.

A feeling that everything is under control inexplicably rose from his heart, Li Qingcang smiled slightly, subconsciously shielded all kinds of noise on the battlefield, and began to search for the traces of the ninja along his own perception.

From the place where the smoke rose, a wisp of mystical divine thought hovered here for a moment, and then shot straight towards a big tree more than ten meters away.

Li Qingcang took a closer look and saw a mottled figure attached to the big tree, if he didn't look carefully, it was really not easy to distinguish.

I already knew in my heart, "What ninjutsu can disappear in an instant, and kill people in a place where there is no suspicion, it is just a light skill and hidden technique that skillfully uses smoke and the environment!" ”

I wanted to save my hands and feet by nailing this ninja to a tree with a knife, but after thinking about it, if I killed it, I would lose, or I would have captured this sharp-toothed little Japanese alive in the past.

He quietly retreated towards the big tree, and when he was still six or seven meters away from the tree, he suddenly jumped back, and the person had already turned his body in mid-air, and stretched out his arm to grab the throat of the foggy hidden.

Wu Yin saw that he had raised his vigilance when he retreated towards him, and he was also shocked in his heart, his "escape technique" was used to escape or assassinate, but it was tried and tested, and no one had ever found his tracks. The black-haired kid who leaned over didn't know if he had spotted himself or if he happened to retreat this way.

Thinking about it, the knife in his hand was also clenched, and he secretly thought that if he really found himself, he would have to strike first, this guy didn't have a weapon in his hand, so he took off one of his arms first.

Unexpectedly, when this person was still six or seven meters away from him, he had already launched an attack, jumped back in the air, and pounced towards him like an eagle, extremely fast.

Wu Yin was shocked, and hurriedly swept across with his knife, slashing towards Li Qingcang's wrist. In the flash of light, Li Qingcang's elbow sank slightly, avoiding the blade, and then stretched out his finger and flicked towards the blade, "Ding ......" There was a crisp sound that lingered.

Wu Yin only felt a huge force coming from his hand, and the tiger's mouth was like an electric shock, and he couldn't hold it anymore, and the knife in his hand was bounced away by the other party's finger.

Wu Yin was shocked, and wanted to ask, "What kind of kung fu is this?" But he was afraid of inhaling the disgusting stench on his body while talking, so he had to keep silent.

The other party's move made him know that he was by no means an opponent, but fortunately, this was not a life-and-death fight, and he did not panic. Flashed behind the tree, trying to avoid the palm that the other party was still grabbing.

He thought that this palm looked like it was coming head-on, but there was a surge of air around his body, as if someone was slapping at him all around, forcing him not to move.

Fog Yin had never encountered such a strange situation, and in a hurry, he kicked his leg towards the tree trunk, and jumped up along the trunk, and after stepping on the trunk like a parkour master, he exerted his strength with both feet, and a harrier turned over.

The man had already risen high on the trunk of the tree, flipped a hollow heel in the air, pulled out the "rib plug" (a shorter katana) hidden in his waist, and slashed at Li Qingcang's shoulder with all his might.

This time he was condescending, and he slashed with all his strength with his own weight, if he was hit, even if Li Qingcang was covered in copper skin and iron bones, he would have to remove an arm.

A good Li Qingcang, seeing the opponent's thunderous blow, did not panic, and changed his outstretched left hand to a palm, and struck at Wu Yin's abdomen in the air.

There was a muffled sound, and Wu Yin felt a huge force coming from his abdomen, as if an eight-pound oil hammer had smashed into his stomach.

Venus was popping up in front of him, and his throat was fishy. The qi and blood in his abdomen were churning, and he couldn't help but open his mouth, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. Suddenly, his whole body was sore, and the ribs on his hands lost their strength. The whole person fell from mid-air crookedly.

Li Qingcang saw that he was still holding a knife in his hand, and he was afraid that he would fall to the ground in the wrong position and insert himself to death.

He hurriedly took a step forward, and when the misty body landed on his shoulder, the ape's arms relaxed and grabbed the back of his heart in mid-air.

At the same time, the internal force of the secret luck was sent, and several true qi were sent out, sealing the wind gate on the back of the fog, and several acupoints such as Gao Yu.

With a sound of "dang chang", the fog hidden acupoint was restrained, and he was weak, and he could no longer hold the rib insert in his hand, and as soon as his hand was released, the weapon fell to the ground.

Li Qingcang restrained the opponent, threw him under the tree, and casually clicked a few fingers on the fog Yin's chest, so that the opponent couldn't play a single bit.

Only then did he stand up with the rib plug and said to Wu Yin: "You are a little Japanese with little ability, but your tone is not small, don't you say that we are iron-blooded and opportunistic?" If it weren't for this rule that no death is allowed to protect you, you would be dead by now! ”

After speaking, he inserted the rib in his hand towards the trunk, and with a "du" sound, the rib insert entered without a handle, leaving only a knife on the trunk.

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