I rolled on the spot in a daze, and managed to avoid the fierce wind that was coming at me.

Before I could stand up, I heard the crunch of a "bell" behind me, and then I saw sparks splashing around.

This was when I avoided it, and the guy with the blade slashed into the air, and the blade slashed into the hard ground.

Just look at this momentum, this guy is eating to the death and beckoning to me, this spark splashes, if it is really chopped on the body, then I will be missing arms and legs, and my head will be moved!

At this moment, I was even more murderous in my heart, and I rolled up from the ground, kicked my legs, and pounced again in the direction I had just rushed forward.

"Fuck, I don't care who you are, I can't kill you shit!"

The direction of my forward pounce this time was the direction of the person who had just swung his sharp blade at me, and his dog's dead hand really angered me, and I really wanted to separate myself from him.

In the darkness, I pounced very fast, and my hands were already clenched into fists, so I was ready to pounce on him and punch him twice in the chest.

According to the strength of my hand, I really punched the porcelain in the chest with two fists, and the sternum was smashed continuously, and I also smashed out two taels of blood to the dog.

I swooped forward quickly, and before I could get closer, I heard a burst of air slashing at my head, and now I was not as panicked as I had just been, and immediately rolled to the side in embarrassment.

It wasn't until the wind was already above me that I took a slight sideways step to the side.

The man slashed into the air again, and the blade in his hand slashed into the hard ground again, still sparkling.

Taking advantage of the spark, I flew up quickly and kicked the man's arm with the blade.

I used a lot of force on my feet, but I heard the man in the darkness let out a muffled snort, and then I heard a crisp sound of metal falling to the ground in the darkness.

Seeing that the sharp blade in the dog's hand was kicked away by me, I bit my teeth and my heart crossed, and I pounced on it like a fight.

As I pounced, I raised my clenched right fist and smashed it straight in the direction where the man was standing in the darkness.

I only heard a muffled sound of "bang".

I swung my right fist and slammed it right on the man.

It's just that this guy's muffled snort again didn't give me the slightest pleasure.

The sensation from above my right hand told me very clearly that the punch was not on the man's chest as I had hoped, but only on the shoulder.

After smashing my right fist into the man's shoulder, I rushed right in front of him, and without hesitation, I swung my right fist again and smashed it into the darkness.

At this time, I can't care about any routines, and I don't know any serious routines at all, and at this time, in this darkness, only the routine of fighting can exert the greatest lethality.

I just wanted to swing my fist and smash it with all my might, no matter where it was, it would be enough for a dog to drink a pot.

At this time, I was already very close to this person, and even in the dark, I would definitely be able to hit him with this punch.

It's just that what I didn't expect was that this punch went down, and I just smashed it into the air, and when I was surprised, I suddenly felt that my right arm was suddenly pinned by someone and skimmed behind me.

This is both sudden and powerful.

I was grinning in pain, and without any resistance, my right arm was pinned behind me.

This was not the most unlucky, just after my right arm was restrained, and before I could cry out with my teeth, I suddenly received a heavy blow to the face.

The blow sent my whole head back, and at that moment, I could feel a stream of heat spurting out of my nostrils.

I couldn't see it, but I imagined the nosebleeds spurting from my nose.

The blow I received was not like someone punching me in the face, it felt like I had been hit head-on with a sledgehammer.

The nosebleed gushing out of this gushing out was light, but with this effort, I only felt that the world was full of gold, and I couldn't stand at all when I was dizzy.

As soon as I threw my head back, I had fallen heavily to the ground.

I fell to the ground on my back, which can only be said to be even more unlucky.

After the fall, the back of my head came into close contact with the hard ground.

"Weng"

All I felt was that my whole brain was starting to spin back and forth in my head, I had never felt so uncomfortable, it was more disgusting than the first time I rode in the playground in that spinning car as a child.

The nausea seemed to spread from my head, all over my body, and finally down my throat.

"Vomit"

I lay straight on the ground and vomited.

My stomach was so empty that I couldn't vomit anything, and all I squirted was viscous gastric juice mixed with blood.

After squirting a mouthful of this mixed liquid, the intense dizziness that came from my brain seemed to ease a lot.

The spinning world in my head gradually stopped, and my hands felt like they were touching the hard ground again.

All this, although it seems to have been a long time, in fact, it almost happened between lightning and flint.

If I hadn't spat out the blood-stained fluid in my chest, I would have lost consciousness and was still slaughtered on the ground.

"It's so fucking dark."

After recovering from my recovery, I couldn't help but mutter in my heart, and at the same time, I wanted to get up from the ground as soon as I exerted my strength.

But as soon as I had this plan, I suddenly felt someone rushing towards me in the darkness.

After the injury, I was really slow to react, and I didn't have time to dodge at all, and I was heavily pressed by the person who flew at me.

This man pressed against me, and it made me snort again.

Good dog, this thing weighs at least one hundred and seventy or eighty pounds, and it weighs on my small physique, and it directly squeezes out a few loud farts for me.

"Where did the wild boar come from?"

I made this person almost lose his breath, and I couldn't help but curse in my heart.

But as soon as the thought in my heart arose, I was punched in the face again, and this punch was much lighter than the punch I had just suffered, and I almost didn't feel anything about the big scene that I had already seen.

It's just that after the person who pressed me punched me hard, he immediately stretched out his hands and pinched me deadly.

At the same time, a heavy gasp sprayed into my face.

I could feel the man leaning down close to me.

At the same time, he gritted his teeth and spit out a few words from a stinky mouth that he hadn't brushed his teeth for a long time.

"Fuck you, give Lao Tzu a death!"