After several rounds of battle between the two, Yingtian stepped on the tree pole behind him with both feet, rebounded and jumped, and countless leaves fell and fluttered. He shouted loudly, holding his flute like an eagle's thunderbolt, and slashed at the short and thin warrior.

Due to the speed of Yingtian, the short and thin warrior could only block upwards with his arms. "Smack!" With a bang, he grinned for a while, and suddenly felt a heart-piercing pain in his arm.

Yingtian held the flute in both hands, and the fighting spirit was poured into it violently, and he slashed out with all his strength without mercy. How could a short and thin person withstand such a force, his legs bent instantly, and his body sank immediately, which was able to block the power of the attack.

In an instant, Yingtian's body rose into the air, spun and flipped around, and kicked the short thin man's jaw hard with his right foot.

With a muffled snort, the short and thin warrior tilted his head upward, a mouth full of blood mixed with a few slightly yellow teeth erupted like a volcano, and his body immediately fell backwards, lying on the ground trembling.

Tang Shaoliang and another seventh-layer martial artist glanced at each other, and they all lowered their heads in shock. Martial artists in the late stage of quenching can't defeat this kid, and even if the two of them go together, they can only kill themselves.

Seeing the two companions cowering, the white-faced man in the middle of the ninth layer of the quenched body frowned, and the corners of his mouth trembled slightly. For this kid in the middle of the quenching body, he had to pay attention to it.

"Boy, you injured my two junior brothers, do you know what to do?" The white-faced man pretended to be a gesture and wanted to explore the truth again. Although he was the most capable of fighting among several late-stage martial artists, he felt that Yingtian's strength seemed to be on par with his own.

"I didn't provoke anyone, they were fighting themselves! What do you think you can do? Yingtian was calm and kicked the ball back, and also wanted to make a big thing a small thing and a small thing.

"Kneel down according to the rules and admit your mistakes, and cut off your arms!" The white-faced man is bold and courageous, as if he has regained his self-confidence.

"Hehe, where is the rule-breaking? What if I don't say yes? Yingtian faced it calmly and did not show weakness.

"If you're so ignorant, then I'll teach you what it means to blame!" The Tempering Ninth Layer Martial Artist roared angrily, jumped into the air, and shook the dust around him like a wind and clouds, forcing him in front of him in an instant.

Yingtian didn't dare to hold it up, his left foot stepped on the ground and his right leg was like a bow, and he slanted sideways like lightning, and he dodged the menacing blow with difficulty.

The white-faced man stretched out quickly, stretched his right arm forward, forming a momentum of picking the top into the forest, and trying to make a surprise attack with the falling momentum of the crane-shaped fist.

Yingtian clenched the flute, his body moved violently, and the two moves of "Hongling Swordsmanship" changed to deal with it.

At this time, Yingtian suddenly jumped, and the virtual and real moves came out frequently, and at the moment when he was about to land, he suddenly changed his sword move and quickly attacked the white-faced man's next plate.

The white-faced man suddenly felt a crisis and tried his best to stop the attack. How do you know that Yingtian's sword moves are varied, which makes people unguardable. After more than a dozen moves like this, he has already suffered a lot of losses.

"Bang bang ......" frequently exchanged blows, and the two of them punched and kicked each other. After more than 30 rounds, although the white-faced man was invincible, he couldn't beat Tang Yingtian. He found that this kid's physical strength was staggering, just like Xiao Qiang, who couldn't be killed, and thought that he would be inseparable from him in a short period of time.

The white-faced man thought to himself, he had to be dealt with quickly, and if he dragged it on, something might happen!

"Quick, you two up together!" In order to solve the problem quickly, the white-faced man was a little impatient. He greeted Tang Shaoliang and the two loudly and asked them to cooperate in the battle.

In this way, the four of them quickly fought together. All of a sudden, the surrounding more than ten square meters of dust and black smoke miasma, the leaves on the ground were swept into the air by strands of fighting energy, flying in all directions.

The many bicycles, motorcycles and a small number of cars on the highway have long been blocked for a hundred meters, and people dare not approach this dim and chaotic place.

At this time, in a Peugeot business car not far away, Ye Zhihan was sitting in the co-pilot's seat, her eyes were full of doubts, and she didn't know what was happening in front of her. Behind her, sat a calm young beauty and a little boy--- it was Ye Zhihan's stepmother and her little brother Ye Mingjie.

After nearly half an hour of fighting, Yingtian was besieged by the three of them, and he carried the white-faced man several heavy blows, and knocked down Tang Shaoliang and another martial artist with difficulty, and he was also scarred, and blood flowed out from his back, arms, etc.

Yingtian felt that his internal qi was already lacking, and the strength of his whole body was much weaker. If it weren't for the fact that his physical strength was significantly higher than that of his opponent, he would have been beaten down a long time ago.

At this time, Yingtian noticed that the white-faced man was not much better than himself, and he was confident to persevere.

"Tick Woo Woo Woo ......" A rapid siren sounded from far and near. Hearing only a "squeak", the police car had stopped not far from Yingtian and a few people, and a police officer with thick eyebrows and big eyes led two young police officers out of the car.

Isn't that Officer Ray? As soon as Yingtian recognized him, his eyes became more and more blurred, and even the footsteps of the three of them gradually became smaller and disappeared.

He was bent and half-recumbent, his right hand propped up to the ground, and the blood on his body kept dripping.

In the end, Yingtian seemed to hear a woman's "Ah! Exclamations. His right hand was weak, and he fell to the ground with a "poof".

In an instant, his eyes went black, and he suddenly lost consciousness.

As the sun sets, the light of ten thousand rays shines on the body of Yingtian, only the autumn breeze blows lightly, and the groaning and sorrowful screams seem to be pitiful.

I don't know how long it took, but when Yingtian slowly opened his eyes and woke up, he only saw a white expanse around him. He rubbed his eyes vigorously and felt like he was lying on a bed. In the room, which also has white walls, there are several flashing colored lights next to the bed, showing the "Di Di" of instruments with ripple patterns.

A head shook against the glass window of the door, and the door opened softly, and two familiar figures in isolation suits flashed in.

"Are you awake?" The sound like a silver bell came into the eardrums, and Ye Zhihan, who was tired, was already standing in front of the bed. She was holding fruit in her hand, looking at Yingtian with concern on her face, and behind her was the little fat man Fang Doudou.

Seeing that Yingtian was about to sit up, Fang Doudou quickly stepped forward to support him, and said with a smile: "My big hero, we are all afraid that you will hang up, you are finally alive." ”

Ye Zhihan looked at Yingtian worriedly, stared at Doudou imperceptibly, then sat on the chair next to the bed, took an orange and slowly peeled it.

"How am I in the hospital? What about Officer Ray? Yingtian looked at the two of them with a puzzled face and asked a little weakly.

Just then, a doctor in a white lab coat with a bit of a head on his head pushed the door open. His face was slightly annoyed, and he said, "Why did you come in?" Didn't I tell you to wait outside? He was so badly injured that he couldn't be disturbed. ”

"Doctor, I'm fine!" Yingtian hurriedly explained, then lifted the quilt, jumped out of bed with a "bang", and deliberately stretched his limbs to show that he was back to normal.

In the room, the other three were already dumbfounded. Especially the doctor and Fang Doudou opened their mouths wide, looking incredulous.

You must know that Yingtian was rescued from the operating room, and the current ward is an intensive care unit! Just over a day?!

The doctor hurriedly lifted Yingtian's clothes and looked left and right, and then carefully inspected the medical equipment beside the bed, scratched his thinning hair in confusion, and muttered, "It shouldn't be! Even if there is no internal organ injury, it will take several days to get out of bed for this kind of surgery with multiple skin lacerations! ”