With such a move, he was not afraid to face the two masters, which shows the strength of the Tibetan style, and when he made a move, the entire space was filled with momentum and air whistling, full of amazing power, and it was overwhelming. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wang Ping secretly praised, pinched his hands into knuckles, pointed at the two feet of the Tibetan wind, the sleeve robe of his right hand rotated clockwise along his arm, and the sleeve robe of his left hand rotated counterclockwise along his arm, like a fan agitating the strong wind around him, and the dead leaves on the ground were blown away by this wind to both sides, bounced up from the ground, and floated in front of the two of them.

Two sharp whistles, the flying knife hit the air, sending out waves like waves that cannot be seen by the naked eye, and shot towards Mai Trin at a rapid pace, so fast that only two black lines were left, Tibetan Feng was in the organization, the flying knife was amazing, and the flying knife technique in one hand was almost incomparable, so now he is equipped with his own flying knife, not a firearm, such a chain of two flying knives, shooting towards Mai Trin like a spiral, making it difficult to distinguish the direction clearly.

Maikoto's eyes flashed, and as soon as she stepped out, the broken leaves on the ground were lined up, not chasing but advancing, meeting the empty space between the two throwing knives, and her body rose sideways and inserted into it.

At the same time, the Tibetan wind kicked Wang Ping's hands in a row, and the air pressure was so strong that the air pressure was distributed, and the dead leaves became broken leaves, and suddenly turned from quiet floating to bursts in all directions, flying into the space in front of him.

Mai Qin crossed the gap between the two flying knives, and the monk's robe clearly felt the extremely delicate but very obvious air pressure brought out by the two flying knives from his side, Mei Qin did not stop for half a minute, his hands were clenched into fists, and he struck towards the side of the Tibetan wind.

The sound of the air whistle resounded in this quiet woods, Tibetan Feng and Wang Ping both retreated, Tibetan Feng turned around in mid-air, Meiqin was at the moment when the two of them were fighting, a punch towards the Tibetan wind in mid-air, if this blow hit the human body, I am afraid that the whole person will be hit by a cannonball, there is no difference, Tibetan Feng just exchanged blows with Wang Ping, the body is thrown in mid-air, there is no chance to borrow half a point, Mai Qin's punch is the best time, just in Zangfeng and Wang Ping to fight against the old force has been exhausted, when the new force is not born, a move, Make sure you can get rid of an S-Rank wanted person in the first place, and their chances of victory today will be greatly increased.

Tibetan wind hands into a palm, towards the void stroke, as if volleying water, in the sea rowing, the whole person by the wind momentum of their own dialing, the reverse flying away, the whole person in the air a roll, Mai Qin's punch in the arrogant staggered by, at the same time, Mei Qin's fist changed again, from a punch out of the rapid change into a sweep, the fist along the hit Tibetan wind waist ribs.

The three of them exchanged lightning strikes, and then retreated instantly, Zangfeng was hit by Meiqin, thrown out to the side, and then sent out with one foot, pointing on the ground, the whole person stood firmly on the ground, among the woods on both sides, the prison man, and the ring fell branches one after another, standing in two directions.

Tibetan wind in Meiqin's punch, and it is not surprising that he can stand like a person with nothing, Mai Trinat's punch that is ready to go misses, and the volley's change of moves, the move is not in the first foot of the force, if the power of Mai Qin's first punch is ten, then the power of the temporary change to hit the Tibetan wind has been reduced to thirty percent, plus the strength of the Tibetan wind itself conditionally using the body's subtle twist to offset the force, in fact, the force that hit the Tibetan wind is only two percent, and such a force can't cause any damage to him at all, That is, throwing others out is equivalent to giving him a ride, so that he will not face the attack of the two alone, so that he can count it in this way, Meiqin secretly sighed that it was a pity.

Zangfeng clapped his hands, "Not bad, not bad, Ace Meiqin, presided over by Wang Ping, is indeed a super-first-class master, if you can kill the two of you today, I think the strength of the organization will be reduced a lot, and it will be the heaviest blow to the organization!" ”

Before Zangfeng's words fell, his hands slapped to his waist, and then two empty whistles sounded, and the flying knife was sent out of his hand, crossing the space in front of him, and dividing the two. It is undeniable that if you strictly count it, Zangfeng's throwing knife definitely surpasses anyone in the organization, and no one dares to compete with him head-on, otherwise he would not have discarded the pistol and used such a laborious method as throwing knives.

But now that he is using it, he does see the powerful performance of his flying knife, especially in such a group battle, it will play a great role, Meiqin and Wang Ping glanced at each other, and they both saw the expressions revealed in each other's eyes, they must not be able to compete now, the three S-level wanted people are not trivial, they can only find opportunities to break through, if they continue to fight hard like this, as time goes on, the hope of victory of the two people will become lower and lower.

In fact, since they fell into the encirclement of the three of them, their tracking plan has failed, but now after seeing the strength of the Tibetan wind, Shirigi thought that if they wanted to defeat three S-level wanted people at the same time, it was almost impossible, and now it seemed that the only way to break through and gather organizational strength for a new round of confrontation in the future.

Having made up their minds, Mai Qin and Wang Ping spun in the air, rolled out in a tube, and met the flying knives that came over, and the two of them used their strength to retract the flying knives that shot at them, and then flew away to the Jiexun and the Prison Pills on both sides, and the flying knives passed through the monk's sleeves in their hands, shifted a direction, and under the traction of the monk's sleeves that they were like fingers, they took the Jieteng Prison Pills.

Then at the same time, Mai Qin and Wang Ping chased after them quickly, the flying knives shot by the two of them, only need to stagnate the actions of the two of them, it is enough for them to have enough time to leave, with Mai Qin and Wang Ping's footsteps, once the breakthrough is made, unless the wanted people have motorcycles or vehicles or other things, it is already impossible to catch them, not to mention that in such a forest, any means of transportation are in vain.

The flying knives shot out of Zangfeng's hands were not trivial, but after the turn of Meiqin and Wang Ping, the momentum and speed had decreased by a few percent, and then Jiexi and Prison Mian reached out and hit the side spine of the flying knives one after another, and the two flying knives missed from them with an offset, shooting at the trees next to them, bringing out a tail trill.

There are various different types of flying knives on Zangfeng's body, which are specially used in different situations, just now the two are mountain-shaped spine flying knives with horizontally expanded lethality, and now seeing that Meiqin and Wang Ping are about to break through, they are shooting two flying knives with three-edged stabbing penetration and bloodletting very neatly, and the two of them are the first to strike.