When the black fog had just calmed down for less than a second, the black fog suddenly churned again without warning, and blew out casually, becoming fragmented, and then I saw a flash of ghostly light, and the spiritual weapon pierced out of the black fog, and continued to rush towards him, and in the blink of an eye, it was already in front of him, and then the ghostly light disappeared, and the man's mouth let out a miserable scream. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Before the buddy's screams completely fell, suddenly there was a soft "pop" sound from his back, and the ghost light continued to rush forward, until the ghost light disappeared, and a blood flower bloomed on the back of the strong man, heading towards the outside ****.

At the same time as the blood came out of the **** from his back, the strong man let out a low muffled snort, and then his whole body shook, and his steps involuntarily retreated backwards, and he had already withdrawn a few steps in an instant, so he could stop his steps.

Just stopped his steps, the strong man is a smart person after all, at the same time as he stopped his steps, his feet tapped on the ground, his body turned around, and in a blink of an eye, he jumped to the side of another companion, and the place where he landed was just behind the side of his companion.

"You're pretty smart!"

Seeing the man's movements, Chen Wei's mouth grinned, and he muttered in a low voice, and then his eyes flashed, and the corner of his eye glanced at the buddy behind him.

The buddy with broken hands was gloomy in his heart, and the other three people's hearts sank, and their contempt for Chen Wei had already been thrown out of the clouds, but they regarded him as a fierce rival.

At some point, the man also had an extra thick stick in his hand that was the same as in the hand of his injured companion, and glanced at Chen Wei's back with a gloomy face, and then waved the thick stick in his hand twice.

"Earlier, the patriarch said in advance, of course, extraordinary means are needed in the face of extraordinary people in extraordinary times, since there is no way to capture him alive, then everyone will copy the guy together, beat him down and then tie him up!"

When the man who was hit by Chen Wei's short blade just now saw the man behind Chen Wei waving the thick stick in his hand, he flipped his wrist, pulled out an identical short and thick iron rod from his waist, glanced at the patriarch at the door, and then shouted to his companions beside him.

When the man's voice sounded, the other two companions seemed to have this intention, nodded silently, and at the same time let out a low roar, carrying a thick stick around Chen Wei in a circle.

"Hmm?!What do these three girls want to do? Why is this scene so familiar? It feels like me and Stone catching wild boars in the mountains?"

Seeing the figure of the three of them running around him quickly, Chen Wei raised his eyebrows after taking back his spiritual weapon in his hand, and couldn't help muttering in a low voice.

After a few minutes, the figures of the three of them came to an abrupt halt, and the place they stood stood as if measured with a ruler, with him as the center, exactly in the position of an isosceles triangle, and he was exactly a stick away from the center.

"Beat him!"

With a thunderous sound, the three of them took half a step forward at the same time, and the thick sticks in their hands were raised in unison, pressing down on the top of his head, and before the stick hit, a somewhat dull breath pressed down on the top of his head and on his body.

It seems that these three people are not casually shooting, the position they are standing in seems to be in line with some kind of rules, and before the thick stick in their hands can be touched, there is a dull breath on it, and when this breath is pressed, Chen Wei only feels a great pressure from the thick stick from the top of his head to his body.

The pressure came to him, causing his spiritual power to suddenly become sluggish, and the pressure became more and more as the stick of spiritual power got closer and closer to the top of his head.

Under the increasing pressure, his spiritual power no longer spread outward, but instead flowed back inward along the meridians, reversed into the spiritual sea in his body, and descended to the spiritual undersea tribe.

"No, what's going on with you Nima?"

Feeling that the pressure on his body continued to increase with the iron rod, his heart continued to sink again, pressing down his body while trying his best to urge the spiritual sea, and use as much spiritual power as possible to resist the heavy pressure coming from his body.

The pressure on the thick stick brought him not only the stagnation of the spiritual power in his body, but also the physical, under that pressure, his figure was also pressed downward, and his legs trembled slightly, and he involuntarily bent slightly.

Under that pressure, Chen Weichi's skin on the outside turned red as if it was about to ooze blood, and the green tendons under the skin erupted hideously like earthworms, especially a pair of eyes, which were covered with fine bloodshot at this time.

Whether it was the strong man who was cut off by Chen Wei before, one hand and one arm discounted, or Chen Wei was gradually overwhelmed by the joint siege of the three of them at this time, the patriarch standing at the door did not move at all except for a slight change in his face, and completely put himself in the position of a bystander.

In the muffled sound of the synthesis, the thick sticks of the three of them were still smashing towards the top of Chen Wei's head, and Chen Wei's pressure was already so great before he hit, if he was hit, he would inevitably lose the ability to fight back.

Seeing that Chen Wei's figure was getting shorter and shorter, a hint of a smile flashed in the eyes of the three of them at the same time, and the corners of their mouths were raised, showing a hideous smile.

"Drink!"

Just when the thick stick in the hands of the three of them was about to fall on the top of their heads, Chen Wei's eyes suddenly widened, and he paused in a low roar to lower his body, and the spiritual power in his body was more like boiling oil at this time, rolling in the spiritual sea and surging wildly towards the meridians.

"Go!"

He didn't have time to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, so he roared in a deep voice, and as the word "go" sounded, his arm was raised forward, and the moment his arm was raised, a ghostly light flew out from his fingertips, dragging a long afterimage straight towards the person in front of him.

They are no strangers to the ghostly light released by Chen Wei's hand, when the ghostly light flashed, the hearts of the three of them darkened, and at the same time, the stick in his hand that was falling down encountered great resistance, no longer pressed down, but the head of the stick came with a force, but was bounced upward, and after crossing a trajectory in the air, it reversed along the original path.

The moment the stick in the hands of the three people was bounced, Chen Wei opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood again, but his eyes were extremely bright at this time, exuding a scorching light, staring closely at the short blade that was heading towards the **** in front of him.

Seeing the short blade striking towards his neck, the man who was facing Chen Wei was too late to save himself at this time, a trace of horror flashed in his eyes, and his face instantly turned gray.

Seeing that the man was about to be hit in the throat by the short blade, suddenly a dull roar sounded from the doorway, and then a figure was seen blowing past him like a whirlwind, chasing after the short blade. (To be continued.) )