Ye Que pulled out his palm and held it in his hand, which was as cold as a knife. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

glanced at it, took it in his hand and flipped it, and with a strong flick of his arm, he threw his palm out.

Fast and ruthless, straight is a flying knife, and the target is Xiang Lan, who is sitting on the ground with hazy tears in his eyes.

I didn't even have time to react, not even notice it, I just felt a breeze drifting overhead.

Looking up curiously, there was nothing in the dark sky, and then he turned his head, and the next moment, he was almost frightened.

Behind them were densely packed with figures, and from their postures, it could be seen that they were the so-called villagers who surrounded themselves in the room with Ye Que and others.

There is no half of intimacy, accompanied by the stench and the hideousness of the face, leaving only disgust and fear.

Slowly gathering towards Xiang Lan, although he was moving very slowly, it was not necessarily an unattainable destination for Xiang Lan who was sitting on the ground.

It's not that I don't want to leave, there is a strong shock in my heart, for a frail woman, just like this now, no one can leave safely without panic, let alone holding one in her arms.

It's getting closer, it's getting closer, and I can clearly smell the unpleasant smell everywhere on my body, and I can clearly see the whining and shaking of my throat.

The outstretched arms seemed to want to give Xiang Lan a warm hug, and although the dirty mouth that was open kept exuding a strange smell, it was not difficult to suspect that after being entangled, he would definitely enjoy a hot kiss like fire.

His hands were about to touch his body, Xiang Lan had already closed his eyes, and the girl in his arms was hugged tighter.

There was no scream of terror because she was shaking, and in such a situation, no one could help her, not even the night who had been by her side.

Perhaps, the situation of the night is more difficult and dangerous than that of himself.

Closed his eyes and waited silently, but there was no reaction for a long time, he opened his eyes cautiously and slightly, and the so-called villagers had already stopped moving, and kept the posture of wanting to hug and fell straight towards him.

Not only one, but the next few are also the same as the first one.

Without even looking closely, a hole appeared on the other party's head, with a slight stroke, and the marks on the wrist were faintly visible.

Understood, Xiang Lan turned his head quickly, Ye Que was rushing towards him, followed by the opponent who was dragging two whips, flicking towards Ye Que from time to time, but he could always be deftly flashed, but it was just leaving deep marks on the ground.

Xiang Lan smiled, the corners of his mouth raised, but he couldn't stop the haze in his eyes. Eyes are all intersected on the figure running towards him, no matter how embarrassed he is, but as long as he glances, his psychology will be extremely steady, and even the crowd that is constantly approaching him can be ignored.

There is no passionate deep kiss when you intersect, and there is no romantic hug when you meet.

passed by, just a glance out of the corner of his eye, he turned around and hurried away, followed by a rain of blood in the approaching crowd.

The person approached the crowd like a cannonball, no matter how much he was surrounded, no matter how many grinned at himself, this time, he could finally let go of his hands and feet.

Punch by punch, kick by kick, every time you can successfully hit the target, even if you close your eyes and swing your fist in a disorderly manner, you can get the flesh again and again.

There were too many, and the road that rushed out was immediately filled, and it was surrounded by circles and circles, and all the faces that were densely trapped in the eyes were completely distorted and deformed.

The power of the fist is too great, once hit, it can easily penetrate, maybe the body is too fragile, and there are a few times it can blast certain parts apart.

The opponent's attack is very slow, but it can't withstand the crowd, even if each person waves his lower arm, he can turn over a wave of arms.

The attack is very weak, and if you hold it and break free, you can only leave a slight red mark, even if you are bitten violently, you will lack physical fitness at night, as long as you are willing to use force, you can knock off the opponent's big teeth, and in addition, you can only leave a fishy saliva on your body.

The tiger can't stand the wolves, and the longer they fight, the more they lose their physical strength at night.

The big gasp has appeared, his face is getting paler and paler, the wound cut by the hand knife, stained by those disgusting body fluids, actually stopped healing, although the bleeding was stopped, but the eversion of the tear, with the large movement of the night shortage, the pain involved also made him frown slightly from time to time, which affected the action of the night deficiency very much.

"Get out of the way, he's mine." Finally, the opponent rushed over, but he was a step slower, and he was heavily isolated from the crowd.

For an enemy like Xiang Lan, who was paralyzed on the ground, he was also very lacking in resistance.

When he passed by, he just waved his whip-like arm from a distance, and the end of the severed hand knife was just enough to rub his body and leave a small mark on the side of Lan Body. It's not even a wound, it's like being inadvertently scratched by my father's belt when I made a mistake when I was a child.

A roar of impatience was earth-shattering, and even the overly unresponsive crowd was successfully attracted.

The people on the periphery couldn't enter the inner circle, and they happened to be attracted by other targets, but after a short period of hesitation, they redefined the goals and turned around.

There was a deep desire on his face, and he roared and staggered, stretched his arms with enthusiasm, and swarmed towards the place where the voice came from.

I am very satisfied with the effect of venting, no matter how satisfied I am with my mind, the high-level existence still has a certain deterrent effect. At the very least, the crowd began to disperse, and from afar, you could vaguely see that the guy who had broken his palm was trying to survive.

Soon, it was discovered that something was wrong.

The crowd around the night was scattered, but the scattered crowd gathered around him again, his dirty hands had reached out to him, and even his own coat was still covered with the residue left by their gnawing.

The disgusting is intolerable, and the most unacceptable thing is the violation of the will of the lower to the higher, which does not happen, and is unlikely to happen, but it is really happening right in front of you.

"You trash, get out of here." Furious, it's like an ordinary human desecrating the gods.

The cold light in his eyes flickered, and the slightly upturned curvature at the corners of his mouth was replaced by gritted teeth.

For a while, with itself as the center, a radius of three or four meters shrouded the shadow of the Dao whip.

The hands danced at the same time, and the density of the attack doubled, and it was directly split apart by the soft and strong arm, and was slashed by the sharp palm, until it fell to the ground, and was neatly divided into several sections.

For a short period of time, stumps and severed arms flew everywhere in the air, and the body fluids splashed from the shattered body were also drenched all over the body. Standing still, the stinking and sticky liquid can slowly drip down the edge of the garment, pulling a long thin line towards the ground.

In this way, an arc was drawn, and the range attack was very definite, which was different from the attack of the night shortage, which was straight with punch and kick. This kind of attack is very effective against weak enemies. Even if there is not as many people as around the night, it only takes a short time to clean up his surroundings.

Even if it was cleaned up, the villagers who still had teeth and claws were constantly approaching, one after another, without any timidity.

Blood and pieces of body were scattered all over the ground, like a carpet of blood and flesh covering the land, slippery and sticky on the soles of the feet, and from time to time there was a toothache sound, it was broken bones that had been trampled.

The reason for everything is the busy night in the crowd.

Gritting his teeth fiercely, he walked firmly towards the crowd step by step.

The dance of the whip did not stop, making room for three or four meters in front of him, as if there was an invisible barrier to tear apart all the approaching crowds.

Night defect in the crowd, the range of movement is getting smaller and smaller, and the physical strength is beginning to be a little unable to keep up with the rhythm of their own actions, unlike at the beginning of the continuous punch and kick, now as long as you move for one or two strokes, you have to take a breath and rest.

Not only is the physical strength a little unable to keep up, but the large amount of movement and the severe pain caused by the wound that cannot be healed are also one of the important reasons.

An arc-shaped flash of light crossed the crowd and went straight towards the night.

Perhaps it was intuition, and the night short, who felt that something was wrong, quickly moved around, and the whip brushed his body and whipped on the ground, stirring up a small amount of dust.

The person who was originally standing in front of the night was slowly cracked from the middle of his body as the whip was pulled away from the ground, and in just an instant, the organs were completely exposed, and the withered internal organs fell straight to the ground with sticky brown blood.

At this time, the split body slowly fell. From beginning to end, he stretched his arms and kept the gesture of wanting to hug warmly.

With just one blow, Ye Que recognized the person who came, and through the layers of isolation, he could clearly see the other party's somewhat angry face.

The dancing of his arms has not stopped, even in a crowded position, it can't stop his footsteps, step by step towards the night shortage.

Everything that stood between the two of them was ruthlessly torn to shreds.

The distance was close, and the dance of the whip could reach Ye Que's body from time to time. Surrounded by a dense crowd, it is impossible to avoid it at will, the wound is a burden, and you have to deal with the enthusiasm of the surrounding villagers.

In just a little time, Ye Que was attacked many times.

Occasionally, the hand knife can cut into the night, and more often than not, it is a whip-like whip of the arm.

The strength is very sufficient, but with the lack of physical fitness at night, even if it is completely hit, it can only increase the pain in the body, and the real injury cannot be seen at all on the outside, except for the slight redness and swelling, compared to the tearing of other targets is completely non-existent.

It's not the two arms that are dancing in the air.