Dorjee's mace swirled towards Zhang Xin, at this time Zhang Xizi was still standing stunned on the side, Zhang Xin kicked him away when he saw this, and he used the power of this kick to roll from the table to the side of the road in embarrassment, and at this time the crossbow arm of the eight-bull crossbow couldn't take care of it. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The black iron mace "clicked" with the sound of the wind, smashing the table that Zhang Xin was standing on before and the eight bull crossbows, and the remaining momentum was not weakened, and it flew three or four feet before falling to the ground with a "bang".

At this time, Zhang Yi saw that Duoji had lost his blade, and his heart could not be lost, so he waved the horizontal knife in his hand to practice strong attack. However, the dark iron armor on Dorjee's body was really as solid as a rock, and Dorjee was stabbed several times, and picked up a Tubo scimitar and a Tang army's standard spear from the ground against Zhang Yi's attack. Zhang Yi was anxious in his heart, and accidentally slashed at the gap between the two pieces of Dorjee's armor for a while, twisted left and right, and with a "click", the Bailian horizontal knife was broken from the middle.

Dorjee smiled fiercely, and killed Zhang Yi like a whirlwind of left knives and right spears, Zhang Yi was not Dorjee's opponent, and now he lost his blade, and he was in danger.

Zhang Xin saw Zhang Yi in distress again and again at this time, and his heart was anxious, so he picked up the remaining eight-bull crossbow from the ground, which was quite like a spear, and took advantage of Dorjee's back to him when he had his back to him.

How do you know that although Dorjee has his back to Zhang Xin, he has already been in the spirit of this Tang man who almost killed him twice, and now he feels the movement behind him, and when he turns around, the spear backhand stabs Zhang Xin who is still in the air.

When Zhang Xin saw Dorjee turn around, his heart sank, and he secretly said, "It's not good." Seeing that his heart was about to crash into the tip of Dorjee's spear, he was in a hurry, and he shook his waist and abdomen in the air, and he glided in the air for a short time like a bird, and did not fall directly.

However, although Zhang Xinxin's strong waist and abdomen force temporarily stayed in the air and dissolved the downward gravitational force, the force of the forward rush could not be resolved after all, only to hear a "flutter", and Dorjee's spear pierced him from Zhang Xin's lower abdomen.

"Ahh

"No-" Zhang Yi looked desperately at Zhang Xin being pierced by Dorjee in front of him, and felt as if something was broken in his heart at the moment, even if his face was not changed at the most difficult time of the battle, his face was distorted, and he didn't care that the blade in his hand was only half of the truncated knife, and he frantically pounced on Dorjee and frantically fought.

Although Zhang Xin was hung in mid-air by Dorjee's spear, after the initial pain, Zhang Xin had regained some sanity and struggled to kick Dorjee's jaw with his toes. Seeing that Zhang Xin had been pierced through his lower abdomen by his spear, Dorjee couldn't help but feel a little relaxed in his heart, and his jaw was kicked. Although Dorjee was wrapped in a thick black iron face armor on his head, his chin was the most vulnerable part of the human body, and he couldn't help but loosen his hand under the sudden attack, and the spear fell to the ground with a "click" of Zhang Xin hanging on the spear.

Seeing Zhang Xin's escape from death several times, Dorjee couldn't help but be annoyed, and when he waved the scimitar in his left hand, he was ready to kill him here. However, at this time, Zhang Yi was crazy and fought behind Dorjee's back, although he failed to cause any harm to Dorjee, but Dorjee was irritable, thinking to himself, "Anyway, that monkey won't survive for a while, it's not too late to kill the madman at the back and then behead the monkey." At that moment, he turned around and waved his knife to slash at Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi's eyes were blood-red at this time, and he had already lost his mind, turning a blind eye to the scimitar that Dorjee had slashed over, just frantically scratching on the dark iron armor on Dorjee's body. I saw a flash of the knife, Zhang Yi screamed "ah-", and the scimitar left a wound several inches deep on Zhang Yi's chest.

After receiving this blow, Zhang Yi regained some clarity, and endured the pain to dodge the scimitar swung by Dorjee. However, Zhang Yi's physical strength had already consumed a lot, and now that he had received such a knife, his body immediately slowed down a lot, and he couldn't dodge it a few times, leaving several inch-deep wounds on his body, and the blood was flowing for a long time at the moment.

Zhang Xin saw that Zhang Yi was in danger one after another, and his anxious heart seemed to be about to jump out of his chest. Suddenly, Zhang Xin felt that his original "bang-bang-bang" heartbeat slowed down a lot, and his heart was shocked, and then he suddenly realized that it was not his heartbeat that was slowing down, but the outside time slowing down. Zhang Xin, who was originally as fast as lightning, can now see it clearly, and his abdomen, which was originally painful, is now much better - although it still hurts, it is no longer the heart-rending pain just now.

Zhang Xin felt that his limbs had regained some strength, and he struggled to get up and kneel on the ground, only to realize that not only Dorjee's knife posture, but also his own movements were much slower.

Zhang Xin didn't have time to feel the sudden change, his hands clenched the spear shaft inserted in front of his lower abdomen, and twisted his left and right hands at the same time, "Uh-ah-" A miserable scream, the thick spear shaft of the cup "click" was twisted into two in Zhang Xin's lower abdomen.

Twisting the spear shaft inevitably touched Zhang Xin's wound, and this time there was a heart-rending pain in the lower abdomen, and the painful Zhang Xin almost urinated out, and the original condensed strength also dissipated a lot, and now Zhang Xin was tired to death, and he just wanted to fall asleep immediately.

But in front of him, Zhang Yi was still struggling under Dorjee's knife light, and there were many scars on his body. Zhang Xinqiang endured the soft noodle-like arm, stretched out his back with difficulty, and clenched the spearhead, "Uhhh

With the spear being pulled out, the wound on the lower abdomen that was blocked by the spear immediately bled out, and Zhang Xin felt that the blood in his body had not flowed a bit, and his body was missing a little strength. I didn't dare to delay any longer, my left hand was on the ground with a spear, my legs trembled and I stood up, my right hand clenched my fist, stared at Dorjee's back heart and swung it out, "poof", Zhang Xin's right fist was imprinted on Dorjee's heart.

After a punch, Duoji felt a sound behind him, and when he turned his head to look, he found that Zhang Xin's right fist was imprinted on the back of his heart, and he couldn't help but smile, "The spear and horizontal knife can't break my Xuantie armor, what can you do with your girl-like fist?" Couldn't all the barbarians of the Tang Dynasty go crazy? However, as soon as he thought of this, Dorjee's face behind his mask changed in vain, as if he had seen something incredible, and the scimitar that was originally chasing and slashing Zhang Yi waved his backhand and took Zhang Xin's throat.

Zhang Xin looked coldly at the scimitar swung by Dorjee, not dodging or dodging. However, Dorjee's scimitar became slower and slower, and in the end, it only softly cut through a piece of oily skin from Zhang Xin's neck, and fell to the ground with a "dang long".

Dorjee's tall figure slowly softened, kneeling on the ground with a "pong", the Xuantie mask armor also turned backwards with all his might, staring at the muddy baby-faced boy who was covered in blood, and his lower abdomen was opened with a big hole and couldn't stop bleeding, and he wanted to keep it in his heart, but the eyes were still irrepressibly slowly dimmed.

Zhang Xin couldn't stop gasping with half a spear, and it was the moment the punch came out, Zhang Xin realized that he had entered a new realm that had never been seen before-dark energy. Under that punch, although the armor and muscles were not damaged at all, a heart had already been broken into several petals under the dark energy.