The addition of Dog and Sora turns the tide of battle.

'Treat the enemy as mercilessly as the autumn wind sweeps away the leaves. This is exactly what happened. Dogs are like enemy camps, three in and three out, as easy as probing for things. Even in the face of many sieges, they did not fall behind at all.

Empty - can only be described as a pervert again, it's like a player in the game, the other party doesn't even know how to die, so he goes west.

Tiger and I can only be regarded as shrimp soldiers and crab generals, and dealing with a few can be much more It's like a hooligan fight, except for tearing, there are no moves at all.

'Shoot a man before a horse, and capture a thief before a king.' 'You can't go on like this, you can unite and kill the leader of the other side first.

"Let's take the other party's head first! It's good if these stragglers leave one person to help us. "At this point, advice is better than orders, I think so.

"No way!" The two of them said in unison.

"Why?"

"You can be beaten by a group, but you will never be beaten by a group." The dog said unceremoniously. It's understandable that the masters have a forced style, but what about the void?

"I can't let go of the crowd, and I'm more likely to get injured by mistake." Sora voiced his concerns.

"Chickens are not afraid of accidental injury." Tiger said unashamedly.

"I'm afraid you'll get hurt, because in chaos I'll be friend or foe." Sora explained.

"Let's just make some special sounds." Tiger kicked away and laughed.

"Not insurance in the midst of chaos." Sora argued...... "None of you need to come, I'll do it myself, it's been a long time since I've fought so happily." The chicken's movements did not diminish in the slightest, and he shouted heartily.

"Then let's hurry! When it's almost time to clean up, let me practice my hands. The dog sped up again.

The overall speed of the dog brother has increased a lot, and the frequency of the heart is getting lower and lower, and it is becoming more and more stable. This is the rhythm of a perpetual motion machine! A shrill voice sounded in the eardrums, it was the damn monkey.

"Then you still need to fart, such hard training and experience will not succeed unless God hides it." Tiger said in a slightly instructive tone.

'Huh! I'm just curious! Why haven't you changed much, you idiot! Still so stupid......'

"Fuck your uncle, wait for Lao Tzu to go back and see if I'm stupid." The monkey who was directly interrupted by the tiger shouted, and the force of the blow became a little stronger, this is to find the air bag!

'Still beating me?' I'll wipe your ass clean for you. ’

"What?" Tiger asked.

'You have killed people in other countries, and you have left evidence behind, and I have dealt with it for you. And the aftermath is also done cleanly. The monkey said in a slightly disappointed tone.

"What a clean one." The tiger asked as quickly as he kicked a few away.

The old way, things that can be solved with money are not a problem, and I also gave a part of the money to the local organization in the name of atonement. And the donor's name is you. These expenses will be counted on your head. ’

"How much?" Tiger asked.

"It's not all your expenses for five years." The monkey scoffed.

"Holy! It's time for Lao Tzu to die. What do you mean, I have been a volunteer labor in the past five years! Tiger said with a slight obscurity.

"Okay, don't quarrel, look at the performance, the good performance will be open as usual, and the bad hair will not be there." I dodged the enemy attack and replied.

"No problem, knock it!" After the tiger finished speaking, it was like a hormone bulldog rushing frantically towards the enemy camp.

The dog's harvesting speed is no less than that of death, and the * in his hand is like a sickle cutting wheat, and it is cut off in pieces, and the enemy only has a face to face without even resisting and returning to Huangquan. The dog's ease is as fluid and artistic as a master swordsman – violent, but admittedly aesthetic. Anything can be art at its best.

The chickens are still pinching each other, although the other party comes from time to time to roar and scare the chickens, but unfortunately the chickens are not the same kind and do not understand the situation, and the beating has never hesitated. It is not an exaggeration to use the chicken's kung fu to run smoothly, and the strength of the grandmaster level is beyond doubt.

In terms of moves and movements, Tiger and I are definitely peerless apprentices in a million, and we don't have any talent at all, even if our bodies are strengthened and the overall improvement is still the same. For us, it is just an idiom that we can't reach. Every move and style shows the true colors of hooligans.

Not to mention empty.,Find a place to stop as long as you pass by, you will inevitably be killed by him in a chapter.,And these monsters are also stupid.,It seems that there is no habit of summarizing lessons in the footsteps of the aftermath.,It's used to death and death.。

The battle situation is still confusing, mainly because there are too many clone monsters here, and the replenishment of troops is also very timely, and the continuous input is like a stream of water.

"That's not the way to go! How do you feel that there are no fewer monsters on the enemy! I asked, confused.

"Angle problem, you only limit the problem to one framework and forget about the outside." The dog explained.

'Come on! Come on! I don't know what to say to the dog except to cheer up.

I hope so, the revolution has not yet succeeded and there is still work to be done! It's a pity that I'm a little overwhelmed, internal and external injuries and psychological trauma make me a little tired, only faith supports my motivation, a flying foot, a fall, a collision, a sweeping skillful action, I repeated, occasional mistakes bring some pain is inevitable. Insist on waiting until the body reaches the limit to give full play to its potential, and let's use medicine! The tempering needed to improve your strength - a hellish grinding.

Tiger's pure violent style of play, while encountering hardships and losses, also exercises the ability of muscles to resist blows, which can be regarded as a kind of happiness after suffering!

Time can polish everything, and sure enough, after nearly an hour, the opponent's army supply was finally exhausted, and the dawn of victory came. I can't help but speed up the attack.

'I have a knife in the world!' This momentum is vividly displayed on the dog's body, and there is no contrived meaning in the slightest. Every movement swept across with graceful and furious power, and the shadowless leg kicked out the momentum of the mountains and seas, he swept the fallen leaves in pieces, and the tiger and I were at best picking up leaves.

After a while, the dog swept down a piece and flew towards the chicken, and it seemed that this guy was going to improve his skills.

"Get out of the way and let me meet it!" Before the sound came, the dog opened his throat and shouted.

"Good!" A word said that the chicken shook a few false tricks and withdrew, the dog cut without saying a word, and the routine in one go caused the other party to die, and the other party was not a vegetarian with one hand that dared to block the dog's chopping, and it was unscathed. The sharp counterattack made the dog a little tired to deal with, and the rhythm was firmly controlled by the other party, but as time passed, the dog slowly snatched it back......

From time to time, the pair made a happy sound, and it is estimated that these two chess pieces are opponents.

The victory has been firmly grasped by our side, and the mood is extremely comfortable and relaxed, is there anything happier than the end of the battle?