A response was heard from the bottom of the hillside in the distance.

After that, Li Wuya quickly got up, picked up the helpless Kong Jing and ran towards the door.

There was a loud roar on the hillside on the other side.

Then a large figure stood up and slammed into several headless men at an unstoppable speed.

The headless man who was already about to run away, but was caught off guard by the frequent traps that appeared again.

I thought that the hillside was just fire suppression, but I didn't expect to go directly to the people.

In a hurry, the two headless people in charge of the end had to cross their arms and carry a hard move.

This defense does not seek to stop this big man, but only to let the brothers behind him scatter, so as not to mess up the formation this time.

The muscles were tense, and the two of them sold their strength.

This gaze fell on Long Yunbiao's eyes, and he just cracked his mouth and laughed.

He shook his two arms, and his speed increased instead of decreasing.

It's only a few tens of meters, and it's from top to bottom, and the distance is lost in a blink of an eye.

Hum.

Before the result of this collision appeared, on the other side of the hillside, there was a muffled snort that shook the four fields.

This is not loud, but it is definitely the key figure in the audience.

Ran hard for him, and did not dare to forget the hatred for a long time.

The headless man is the first to look forward to him, and he does what he is told.

But what does this snort indicate?

It shows that this battlefield is here, and the battle is open.

"Damn, boss."

Several headless men took a defensive stance, stunned for a moment, and then turned in the direction from which the sound came.

"Get out of the way, be careful."

In an instant, there was an angry roar from behind the hillside.

"Kill him for me."

At the same time, a familiar shout was heard from the other side.

"Ahh

Long Yunbiao, who was stunned in place, moved again.

Like a tank starting, it pulls two deep trenches in the sand.

Bang bang, boom.

Two muffled sounds in a row, interspersed with an explosion.

Long Yunbiao clutched his chest and bent down in pain.

Blood flowed between his fingers.

Twenty or thirty meters away from him, two headless people lay on the ground without knowing whether they were alive or dead.

There is also a headless man who actively taps his potential, and he has completely lost his life.

"The doctor helps him."

Li Wuya's voice sounded far away at the gate.

"Don't worry, it can't be broken."

Shen Ting threw the scalpel and forced her opponent back, taking the opportunity to use her spiritual power to withdraw her weapon and withdraw from the battle.

Without waiting for the opponent standing in place to entangle again, Chubby took over.

"Quick, kill the big man for me."

Shen Ting ran quickly, and Zhang Zhiye's roar was heard in her ears.

"Fart."

Shen Ting scolded, then looked at the distance and pressed her hand to the ground.

A few headless men on the other side rushed forward with a sound of promise, then were engulfed in explosions and smoke.

Chubby in the distance gave a thumbs up.

"Sister Tingniu, the eldest brother is so fierce, blow them up."

Shen Ting, who was in the distance, bared her teeth and accepted this fart as a matter of course.

And under the hillside on the other side, the cold and easy fight with Zhang Zhiye was just a little more fierce in his silent attack.

"Kill him quickly."

Zhang Zhiye, who was angry, saw that the cold and easy attack was raised a lot again, and shouted without being exposed by Qingjin.

But as soon as the headless man on the other side who had words of suffering crawled out of the fire, he was kicked back one by one by Shen Ting, who had already premeditated.

After a little grunting, there was a second loud bang in the smoke and flames.

Listening to that squeaky sound, it must be miserable.

Seeing that there was no problem, Shen Ting left quickly.

In front of Long Yunbiao, who was now half-kneeling on the ground, he gently took his hand away.

Long Yunbiao, who was so painful that he almost fainted, did not resist.

The head is tilted back, and everything is going well when it is carried up.

However, when she saw the wound, Shen Ting opened her mouth wide.

On the other side of the hill down.

A very spicy side kick to push Leng easily away.

I took this opportunity to take a few steps back myself in order to play for a while.

Fortunately, Leng Yi also saw the strength and weakness of the two sides, and he did not press forward step by step.

The two looked at each other from a distance of a few meters.

"Why don't you kill me?"

A few minutes passed, and Zhang Zhiye suddenly spoke.

"Grind."

I don't know if the eldest brother is in a good mood today or the fat fart just now was slapped into the position, and Yuyanjin spit out two words.

"Use me as a whetstone, and make a big joke in the world."

"I knew you were an extraordinary young man, but aren't you afraid of my hole cards?"

This time he didn't say anything, just held his head high.

"I am so proud at a young age, and I am not afraid of being folded in the rivers and lakes."

The voice became louder and louder, and Zhang Zhiye made a move while he was not in danger.

As the two of them clenched their fists, there was only a crisp sound.

Leng easily flipped backwards and made two backflips, and took a few steps backwards before stopping.

Zhang Zhiye's body was even more unreasonable, bending upside down from an arc parallel to the ground, and then bounced up like a tumbler, reverberating a few meters in mid-air.

Carried by the giant force, he flipped out several upside-down hangs in mid-air, and his legs opened and closed like scissors.

A few seconds later, it was like a weapon in the hands of an ancient warrior that had been knocked out of the air, and it was plunged into the earth.

But soon Zhang Zhiye adjusted his body, and his body almost stood up, and the white shadow charged again.

There was a real loud bang, and it was consumed by the strength of the two again, and there was only a click sound of insufficient confidence.

However, this sound can be heard throughout the audience.

Whether it's a contrarian or a headless person, they immediately set their sights on here.

However, the two were undecided, just looking at each other.

Zhang Zhiye got up from the half-meter-deep pit and erased the bright red in the seven orifices.

"Yes, you can see that you are not hunted by the Doomsday Society in vain."

Leng easily patted the dust off his clothes and walked out of a pile of smashed boulders.

"Vomit blood, aren't you tired of pretending?"

After speaking, he tilted his head and threw away the tears that came out of the shock due to the too much strength.

Zhang Zhiye's face on the other side quickly turned pale.

He eased, swallowing the pain that could almost crush his heart so easily.

This mouthful of blood can't be vomited, and if it is vomited, the status of the boss is not guaranteed.

It's not one or two people, so many subordinates are watching, even if they die, they have to be held back.

Thinking of this, someone raised his head.

"Come on, let's make this drama a little more chaotic."

Leng Yi rolled his eyes and said nothing.

But that look Zhang Zhiye saw clearly.

You're done, you don't dare to bet.

You want others to have more drama, but you're always afraid that your life will be less.

You've always wanted to find an opportunity to achieve hegemony in this troubled world.

This has not changed this point when you were a scientist or as a boss now.

As a scheming party on the rivers and lakes, Zhang Zhiye can not understand these.

Looking at the unpolluted eyes, full of disdain after thinking.

His fists clenched, and his face quickly turned blue.

This verbal and psychological exchange just now is not only a battle, but also a recuperation.

Now it looks like I'm almost there, and it's time to do it.