The vendor leader tried his best, but he couldn't get the strongman leader to use all his strength. But after more Shanshiqi, the situation on the battlefield is completely different.

Compared with a few years later, there is a big gap between Shanshiqi and a few years later, and the brute strength is amazing at the moment, and the basic skills are solid. A forty-pound mixed iron rod hit the head, the momentum was heavy, the end was fierce, and it smashed the strongman again and again.

Even the very strong leader of the strongman did not have the previous ease of freehand, but his face was solemn, holding a gun in both hands, and he fought fiercely with Shan Shiqi. The vendor leader has changed from the main attack to the support, seizing the opportunity to sneak attack from time to time.

The strongman leader struggled to fight the two of them.

The three of them stood in a zigzag position, waving their arms on the horse, and you came and went, not letting each other go. A stick flew up and down, picking on the head and smashing it. The two spears are like dragons, sometimes intertwined, sometimes entangled, and changeable.

The three horses staggered, striking each other and biting at the will of their masters. Immediately people fight, crotch horses fight, people shout horses neigh, and the turf flies.

This strongman leader is not ordinary!

Wang Jin watched the battle from the side and saw the clues. Both surprised and confused. What was shocking was that this strongman leader did not have the slightest decline under the siege of the two. What is puzzled is Wen Zhongrong, is Cui Yu so powerful?

"Brother, I'm going up and beating him?" Shang Guihua noticed the clue and was eager to try.

"Girls, don't fight and kill all day." Wang Jin looked at the woman with a headache. Before the other party stared, he diverted the topic: "This person has some doorways, which can block the two of them from joining forces, for the sake of safety, I will personally come to the meeting later." You are strong in martial arts, and you can play with flying knives, and you are responsible for pressing the formation. ”

Wang Jin's words were tantamount to a disguised refusal, but Shang Guihua bared her teeth but didn't say much. The last sentence is still very useful, so I don't bother to care.

And on the battlefield, the situation has become more and more difficult as time passes.

The three were evenly matched for more than 20 rounds, and the vendor leader was the first to stop. Before, the physical strength consumed by fighting alone was amazing, but now the physical strength can't keep up, and if it mixes in, it will drag down the rhythm, and you can only smoke cold guns on the side.

The main thing is that Shanshiqi is the leader of the strongman alone, and he doesn't pay attention to the moves, and the two sides are hard-hitting. Sticks and guns come and go, sparks fly, and it is difficult to kill them. Relying on his own brute strength, he fought fiercely for more than 30 rounds, regardless of victory or defeat.

When this momentum passed, Shanshiqi's strength was difficult to maintain, and he fell into a downwind. After fighting alone for more than ten rounds, he gasped for breath and was already a little exhausted. On the other hand, the strongman leader is in a better situation and still has the strength to fight again.

It can be seen that there is still a big gap between the two sides.

The leader of his own family is so fierce, and the minions around him shout loudly and shout.

Seeing this, Wang Jin patted his horse and came to the front of the formation, and his shouts drowned out the many noises: "Shiqi, you are not the opponent of this leader for the time being, retreat!" ”

Hearing the shout, Shan Shiqi glared at the strongman leader fiercely, jumped out of the circle with a false move, and shouted to the vendor leader who was about to sneak attack to withdraw together.

"Master, I'm ......" Shan Shiqi was a little ashamed.

"You're good." Jin smiled, waved his hand to interrupt him, and did not forget to preach on the spot: "It's just that the skills are insufficient, and only by facing up to the shortcomings can we make progress." ”

Shan Shiqi was overjoyed, and hurriedly answered yes and retreated behind him.

"Master? Oops, this is the small one, and the old one? When the strongman leader on the other side heard the conversation, he gasped slightly and didn't forget to laugh.

Wang Jin's eyes were sharp, and he stared at the arrogant man opposite: "Man, I don't know how you came out?" Dare to pretend to be a strongman in the calf mountain. Or maybe you snatched or merged the calf mountain. My article, although the two Cui brothers are fierce, they have never been like this, what happened to them? ”

Wang Jin is worthy of being a person with a purpose, although he has never met Wen Zhongrong, a mountain shaker, and Cui Yu, a mountain wrestler, but it does not prevent him from pulling a relationship.

In a word, he made his position clear, not to say, but also to ensure his own safety. No, this obviously makes the strongman leader and many minions look strange. Immediately at the back of the crowd, a bearded man scratched his head in confusion.

The leader of the strongman came back to his senses, and he wanted to say brother, who it was, but the next words made his face change, and he forced back his words.

Because what Wang Jin said was: "Hmph, you rest first, and defeat you in 20 rounds." ”

This sentence immediately caused a commotion around, and the minions were a little angry or unhappy, directly or indirectly expressing the mood of the strongman leader. The leader of the strongmen waved his hand, and immediately someone brought water and fodder.

That posture is like fighting for breath if you don't rob.

Wang Jin threw the heavy horse lance in his hand to Shan Shiqi, replaced it with a mixed iron rod, and told the man, "Wait until you see it clearly", and then slapped his horse forward. The leader of the strong woman looked at each other more than thirty meters away, and no one spoke.

About a stick of incense has passed.

The leader of the strongman couldn't hold his breath, pointed his spear at Wang Jin, and rushed over: "It doesn't matter who you are, dare to despise me Pu Dongluo carved the bow, and I will talk about it." ”

"Pudong carved the bow?" Wang Jin muttered, feeling a little familiar, but the other party killed, and he didn't have time to think about it. Flick the reins and slap the horse and dance stick to catch up.

Under the gaze of everyone, the two horses met in the blink of an eye.

"Well, look at my eighteen sticks to descend the dragon, Kanglong has regrets." Wang Jin held the mixed iron stick with one hand, and smashed it down with all his might, like Mount Tai pressing the top.

The leader of the strongman originally had some disdain for this move, but the iron rod was instantaneous and could not be avoided, and when the whistling wind blew his cheeks hurt, he was frightened, and he didn't dare to slack off, so he shouted "open for me" and raised the gun with both hands.

Boom ......

One stick and one gun slammed together, gold and iron resonated, and sparks flew everywhere.

As soon as the connoisseur fights, he will know if there is one.

The strongman leader felt a terrifying shock force pour into his arms along the barrel of the gun, and the weapon was almost out of his hands. If it weren't for his innate divine power, if he wasn't physically strong, if it was someone else, most of them wouldn't be able to stop even a move.

What a formidable force, such a terrible opponent. The strongman leader no longer had any contempt, and looked at Wang Jin from close range with a calm face. Despite defusing the opponent's attack, the mixed iron spear in his hand kept shaking, and the horse neighed and retreated, leaving horseshoe prints on the hard ground.

"Uh, where are you going? The second stick of the dragon stick method, the flying dragon is in the sky. ”

Wang Jin only felt that his arms were slightly numb, his body swinged his arms away, unloaded his strength, and then slapped the horse in hot pursuit, and with a tug of the reins, the yellow horse Herod neighed, and the two front hooves jumped high. At the same time, Wang Jin's iron rod that was ready to attack smashed down hard, like lightning that could not be dodged.

Boom ......

The strongman leader hadn't recovered yet, and hurriedly blocked again. After the metal collided, the war horse under the crotch neighed, and took a few steps back.

"Well, look at me descending the dragon with the third stick of the eighteen sticks." Wang Jin was unforgiving, and the stick in his right hand was thrown to his left hand like lightning, and he slapped his horse again to catch up. It's still the same move, smashing the stick with one hand on the opponent's head.

"Ah, you're so deceitful!" The strongman leader glared and gritted his teeth, shouting out the words that the caravan had just shouted. Full of unwillingness and grief. screamed, whipped the curly hair, threw the gun and bravely met the fierce battle with Wang Jin.

This scene is a long story, but in fact, it is just a flash of light. The eyes of the surrounding people almost exploded, and they looked at the chasing figure in a daze!