In the col, there was a huge roar one after another, which was caused by the fight between the water Congyue and the middle-aged man. Shui Congyue abandoned the halberd today, and with only a pair of fists, he fought against his opponent alive.

It's really a fight, both of them are fierce ways, they are both fighting with injuries for injuries, the punches are not fast, but they are calm and powerful.

Steady like a blacksmith for years, every punch is like a hammer slamming on the stubborn iron. Clusters of bursting blood flowers, like sparks when striking iron, flew in all directions, shining in the early morning light.

The middle-aged man's punches were heavy, and each punch seemed to be able to break through the wall and break the stone. The man's body was also very hard, as if it was wrapped in a thick layer of armor.

With every punch, Shui Congyue had to take a few steps back, but the other party just shook his body, and the strength of the two of them was judged.

When Wu Congyue was fighting with the thin man, Shui Congyue had already punched the middle-aged man dozens of times.

Wu Jian was a little worried in his heart, and couldn't help but turn his head to take a look. Suddenly, a black shadow flashed in the corner of his eye, and he knew that something was wrong, so he had to put the knife in front of him in a hurry. When he turned his head, the knife in his hand was gone.

The thin man had already appeared more than a dozen steps away, holding Wu Gan's broken knife in his hand, and looked at it for a long time before he sneered: "Are the people from other continents so shabby, a woodcutter is like a treasure?"

Wu Gan's heart froze, such a fast speed, even if he used the magic technique, he might not be able to catch up with the other party. And those iron claws are like iron casting, and the fingers have not been cut off by the broken knife, what kind of strange skill is this.

Making a gesture, Wu Yan signaled everyone to be careful, the magic technique urged, his body just jumped out, and his eyes flashed, one iron claw had clamped his left arm, and the other was fiercely inserted into his throat.

Hurry, too fast, Wu Yan secretly thought, if he met this person in front of the dock fort yesterday, I am afraid that he would not even be able to escape from the other party. It's too dangerous, the Great Relic Continent is really full of strange people, and the gods are emerging one after another.

With a tilt of his head, he dodged his opponent's blow and grabbed his opponent's iron claws. There was a sharp pain in his hand, and the flesh was blurred. The tip of the iron claw is unusually sharp, comparable to that of a sword.

The body was rushed back sharply by the other party, and it was heavily attached to a stone wall. The iron claw that grabbed Wu Gan's arm was released, pointing at Wu Gan's face door. Wu Gan's head shrank in fright, and the other party's iron claws grabbed on the stone wall, and he directly dug a big hole.

Daring to make a dead hand, Wu Yan was a little angry, his body jumped, his wrist turned, and he clamped the opponent's right arm under his left armpit, and slammed his head on the opponent's front door.

Painful and painful, Wu Yan burst into tears, this man's face was as hard as a stone, and he was not hurt at all under the blow.

"Hehe, boy, grandpa has inscriptions all over his body, hard as iron, move as he likes, what can you do with me." The thin man sneered again and again, and just wanted to withdraw his hand, but was caught by Wu Gan.

"Get him." Wu Geng shouted.

A bright light flashed, penetrating one of the man's arms, and the bridge class held the snake carving and nodded in satisfaction.

A large axe flew up and slammed into the man's leg. The blade of the axe cuts through the hard skin and slices deep into the flesh. The elephant pulled it out with great difficulty, and smashed it down again.

A sword swept past and stabbed into the man's other arm, making a piercing grinding sound. The hanging sword was really sharp, and Qi He stirred it, and a big hole suddenly appeared in the man's arm.

The man looked at Wu Gen in astonishment, and went limp down along Wu Gen's body. In the blink of an eye, he was injured in many places on his body, and he had lost the strength to fight again. "You, you are so shameless that you are attacking in groups." The man gritted his teeth, his face unwilling.

Wu Yan wiped the blood from his hands and looked at the man struggling on the ground like a fool, "You, you are really like two pigs, one pig can no longer describe your stupidity. In a life-and-death fight, it is difficult to have a one-on-one battle. It seems that staying in this place where the birds don't poop is all the. Qi He, bring the sword."

Qi He handed the sword in his hand to Wu Gan, who stepped on the thin man's arm, and the tip of the sword was nailed into the back of the opponent's hand, "Something like a dog dares to hurt me."

Bao Xiang walked over with compassion and slapped the man's face with a sneer, "This face is quite thick, come on, come on, just sharpen the axe for the young master." say

Riding on the other party, he actually sharpened the blade of the axe with his face.

After briefly dealing with the injuries on his hands, Wu Yan took out the snake carving and walked towards the two Shui Congyue, who were still fighting.

At this time, the water from the moon was not miserable, the huge fist marks on his body were one after another, and the blood oozed out of his clothes and dripped to the ground like sweat. Seeing Wu Gen coming, Shui Congyue shouted, "Wu Gan, don't interfere."

Wu Yan was stunned for a moment, this water is good from the moon, it is dead and strong, and he doesn't know how to be flexible at all. With so many people, you can play and kill your opponents, so why bother to be so scared. But it was difficult to refute his face, so he had to walk towards the mountain pass in a huff to prevent the other party from escaping.

At the mouth of the mountain pass, the three black wolves had all been killed by Feng'er, their fur was mottled, and the smell of roasted meat spread far away.

Seeing his brother being taken down, the middle-aged man was actually a little panicked. These people have strange methods, act insidiously, and want to escape, but this madman on the other side is haunting himself for his life, and it is the first time that such a crazy opponent has been encountered.

Although his own cultivation is higher than that of the other party, it is not possible to win it in two or three strokes, and what is even more strange is that although the other party has suffered so many injuries, his momentum has not diminished but has risen, his strength has become greater and greater, and the majestic blood qi almost wants to come out of his body.

As a martial artist, how can you not know that the other party is sharpening yourself with the strength of your own strength, and depending on the situation, if you continue to fight, you can't say that the other party will be able to break through, and at that time, under the cooperation of several people, where can you escape.

The middle-aged man glanced in the direction of the mountain col out of the corner of his eye, and blasted out a punch, repelling the water from the moon a few steps, but he rushed towards the side of the hill fiercely.

The man's body is very fast, but can he be faster than he is? After a flash of light, the feathered headdress on the man's head crumbled into the air, turning into pieces of fire and falling to the ground.

Falling to the ground again, looking at the young man at the mouth of the mountain pass who was fiddling with a magic weapon that could shoot light, with a cheap face, the man's teeth couldn't help but itch with hatred. This kid belongs to the wilted kind, looking at that posture, as long as he dares to escape, the light will shoot on him. Fang Cai's own brother's tragic situation can be seen clearly, this inconspicuous magic weapon, the power is not small, although it can't kill with one blow, but it is enough to make oneself injured.

The water on the side had already attacked again, and the man had to fight again. While fending off the opponent's crazy attacks, you have to keep an eye on the movements of others. At this time, the man really regretted it, regretting that he shouldn't have been so big, only the two brothers were here.

Due to the need to be distracted to deal with several other people, the middle-aged man's offensive gradually slowed down, but Shui Congyue became more and more courageous, and gradually fought a draw with the other party. At this time, Baoxiang, Qiaoban and several other people also gathered around, standing in different directions, just blocking the man's escape route.

What to do, beads of sweat oozed from the man's forehead, and he glanced out of the corner of his eye, and found that the guy at the mouth of the mountain pass had abandoned the magic weapon in his hand and instead took off a big bow. The boy was happy with himself, the bow was like a full moon, and a red and white arrow appeared on the bow, aiming at himself.

For a while, the man's heart was alarmed, this arrow was even more powerful than Fang Cai's magic weapon, and it could definitely seriously injure himself, and even take his life. The middle-aged man finally panicked, and his body moved faster and faster, trying to move behind Shui Congyue to avoid the attack of the arrows.

In this way, there will inevitably be more flaws. The water saw the opportunity from the moon, the fist intent rose sharply, the blood qi in the body was like boiling water, and a red halo flickered around the body. The weird red light, the long hair flying, and the vigorous murderous aura make the whole person look like a god and a demon.

With a bang, Shui Congyue's fist slammed into the man's ribs. Although the middle-aged man's body is as strong as iron, he can't be consistent throughout, and the protection of some parts is still weaker.

There was a click, the sound of bones breaking, and the middle-aged man was beaten straight into the ground, and a large pit appeared on the ground. The water stood on the edge of the pit from the moon, but did not pursue, coldly scanning the movement in the pit.

Suddenly, a figure shot out of the soil, and the middle-aged man jumped to a dozen steps away, knelt on one knee, his left hand covering his ribs, and his face was slightly distorted.

"Fight again." Water from the moon shouted loudly.

The middle-aged man's face turned pale, and he pointed to Wu Gan, who was bored leaning on the mountain rock in the distance, "Such a despicable villain, secretly casting secret arrows behind his back, is so unpretentious

Righteous play?"

Wu Yan spread his hands, the arrows on the sky-shaking bow had long since disappeared, and he said with an innocent face: "Hey, hey, when will I release the dark arrow, if I can't beat others, I will find a reason for myself, you are not ashamed."

The man snorted coldly, got up and rushed towards the water from the moon, but just after running a few steps, he suddenly turned and went straight to Feng'er, who was standing on the side. If you want to say that his choice can't be wrong, there is just such a woman in this line, and she is normally the weakest link. Unexpectedly, among these people, Feng'er is the highest realm, but he who wants to pinch soft persimmons has encountered hard stubble.

As soon as he ran in front of Feng'er, a fireball the size of a grinding disc rushed towards him, and it happened to hit the man, smashing him back alive. The flames were blazing, and no part of his clothes were intact, and even his hard brass skin was blackened in a few places.

Baoxiang whistled and teased loudly, "It turned out to be a hypocrite, a hypocrite, if you can't beat a man, you will beat a woman, and you will be shameless." Qi He, you can bear this, cut him."

Qi He patted his palms with the broadsword in his hand, looked coldly at the middle-aged man, and approached step by step.

In a panic, the middle-aged man ran to other places again, but at this time, Shui Congyue had already chased after him, and punched the man back into the field.

If this person's morale is lost, no matter how good his cultivation is, it will be difficult to exert himself. The middle-aged man was in a mess, his strength could not be exerted fifty percent, and he was soon suppressed by Shui Congyue, after several heavy punches, the man could no longer support it, and fell to the ground gasping for breath, and he had lost his combat power.

Wu Yan staggered to the man, and was about to speak, but he was glared at by Shui Congyue, walked to the side of the slope in a few steps, closed his eyes and breathed. Wu Jian knew that Shui Congyue was blaming himself for those tricks, and complained in his heart, what kind of fair battle to fight, isn't it good to win now.

The sky is already bright, the sun is shining down on the hillside, and the freshness of the grass and trees is refreshing. Baoxiang and the others had joy on their faces, and tied the two men firmly and threw them on the ground.

"Tut-tut, two, as the old saying goes, it's a blessing to suffer. Yesterday, the juniors suffered a little bit of sin and endured, but they ran so far at night to find bad luck. Is it worth it?" Wu Yan squatted in front of the two of them, and the back of the knife gently patted their faces.

The thin man said hatefully, "Outlanders, don't be arrogant, if it weren't for those dirty methods, we would not have been defeated. It's not that we don't know your strength, otherwise I wouldn't be locked up in the dungeon in my village."

"Ho, it's hard-mouthed." Wu Yan sat on the thin man's ass, "Baoxiang, I'm worried, do you say it's better to give them knife-cut noodles or dumplings."

The elephant's eyes lit up, "What's the point?"

Wu Gan rubbed his chin, "Did you cut the noodles with a knife, you just slashed these two people with a knife." Dumplings, just find a pit and bury it."

Baoxiang slapped his thigh, "Hey, what's the worry about this, a knife and a dumpling, it's all done."