readx;? Uncovering the blood-stained rags, Luo Ping found that the injury on his left shoulder was worse than he imagined, and the flesh on his shoulder had already been split in two by the knife, and the bones were visible, and the blood inside was gushing out. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Looking at the person in front of him who blocked the knife for him, he also recognized the back, it was Zhan Ran of Fan Tiangu.

The injury to the left shoulder is not light, but it is not serious, at least it does not affect the right arm that wields the sword, Luo Ping didn't care, and pulled the clothes on the side one by one, which was considered to have simply stopped the bleeding.

was about to step forward to stand side by side with Zhan Ran, but saw Zhan Ran with his back to him, waved his hand and said, "Brother Luo, I'll deal with this person." You're hurt. ”

"Then it's troublesome Brother Zhan. Luo Ping was not polite, and stopped there, but he didn't intend to turn around and retreat, holding the long sword in his hand, standing in place.

Unexpectedly, there was another person, the boning eagle knew that it was the other party's reinforcements coming, and the person in front of him should also be a master, if two to one, the situation was very unfavorable to him. Thinking about it, he could only sigh secretly, glanced at Luo Ping and Zhanran, and said with a smile: "It seems that this is the end of tonight." ”

Zhan Ran smiled, stepped forward, and waved the Qingfeng knife in his hand in front of him: "Since you're here, why don't you accompany me through a few moves." ”

The boning eagle touched his lower abdomen, and there was still some blood on his hands, obviously the wound was still bleeding, and there were wounds on his waist and lower abdomen; the two in front of him were both masters, even if only one person came up, he was extremely cautious; he was not stupid, nor arrogant, he had made up his mind, he put the knife in front of him, and grinned: "Okay, come on." ”

Zhan Ran smiled and tightened his grip on the Qingfeng knife, strode forward, raised his right hand, and slashed towards the front of the boning eagle.

This seemingly random knife, in the eyes of others, Zhan Ran seems a little big, but the boning eagle in front of him doesn't think so, the boning knife in his hand is blocked, and he suddenly feels bad, the Qingfeng knife is powerful, pressing his knife straight to his chest.

The boning eagle is not a general person, how could he not deal with it, so he saw that his right hand was low, his body was short, and his head was on one side, dodging the knife in front of him;

Zhan Ran was not in a hurry or slow, as soon as his footsteps stopped, the Qingfeng knife retreated, just to frame the counterattacking boning knife. Seeing this, Luo Ping, who was behind him, held the sword in his right hand and walked forward quickly, wanting to help Zhan Ran.

When the boning eagle saw it, he knew that if the two joined forces, he was afraid that he would have to stay here, so after making a false move, he retreated.

The two of them didn't chase, but stood in place, looking at each other and smiling, Luo Ping frowned slightly, obviously the injury to his left shoulder was not very light, and Zhan Ran was there to protect him and retreat.

Seeing that the two did not chase after them, the boning eagle breathed a sigh of relief slightly, and hurriedly shouted around: "Withdraw!"

The people of the Dark Wind Alliance beside him, even if they were fighting hotly, as soon as they heard the sound of the bone-cutting eagle, they all began to prepare to retreat.

Besides, Xuanjin was there, the two of them had fought for dozens of rounds, and they were all overwhelmed, but the Bully Eagle had a slight upper hand, and Xuanjin was a little powerless.

Liu Che, who had just come up, saw it in his eyes, and hurriedly killed all the way to help, as soon as Liu Che arrived, the eagle naturally did not dare to continue to stay here, and only fought for one round, and then retreated in a hurry.

Then let's talk about the contest between Mu Fu and the Brain Eagle, the man-eating hook in the hand of the Brain Eagle is also an uncommon weapon;

But Mu Fu held a dragon-binding stick in his hand, and he didn't seem to be afraid of the man-eating hook in the other party's hand, and every time the murderous scimitar came with an iron chain, he was always interrupted by a stick, which made the brain-gnawing eagle very annoyed.

A few tricks didn't work, and the gnawing eagle had to change his strategy, not busy attacking, but planning to act at the opportunity. Mu Fu on the other side was not in a hurry to attack, and slightly distanced himself from the other party, the man-eating hook in the opponent's hand could be long or short, and the dragon binding stick in his hand could also deal with all kinds of long and short weapons.

The two looked at each other a few times, but they didn't seem to find their own flaws, and they didn't know where to start, so Mu Fu had to take the lead in making a move, and with a lift of his footsteps, the dragon stick in his hand swept forward, straight to the opponent's left leg.

Seeing this, the Brain Eater had no choice but to fly and dodge, but he didn't blindly dodge, but kicked his feet, jumped up, and sent his right hand forward in mid-air, and the scimitar with the chain went straight to Mu Fu's left shoulder.

Saying that it was too late, Mu Fu stepped forward, trying to dodge the other party's knife, but unexpectedly, the brain gnawing eagle in mid-air twisted his right hand, and the scimitar at the end of the chain quickly turned around, around Mu Fu's back, straight to his defenseless back. Mu Fu was already on guard, but he still couldn't escape the ever-changing cannibal hook, so he could only be stabbed brutally.

The gnawing eagle was happy in his heart, thinking that he had the upper hand, but the two of them were not done yet, at this moment the gnawing eagle was on top, Mu Fu was on the bottom, and a blow in the back was painful, but fortunately, the injury was not enough to make him fall to the ground, Mu Fu endured the pain, got up from the ground, jumped up, picked up the dragon stick in his hand and slammed into the left arm of the gnawing eagle.

The iron rod is like a dragon, fierce, the gnawing eagle in mid-air saw this, a little helpless, being in the air can be described as a dilemma, if you want to dodge, you can't dodge, and it's too late to collect the sword at this time. In a hurry, he could only pull the chain with his right hand, and his body shrank down, wanting to land as soon as possible.

But how could Mu Fu let him get his wish, this stick finally hit him firmly on his left arm, this stick was like a thunderbolt, the body of the eagle shook the brain, and the person also slanted to the right with the iron rod.

He secretly said in his heart that something was not good, and he hurriedly landed on his side, four steps away from Mu Fu, and as soon as he stood up straight, he felt a numb pain in his left arm, which could not be easily lifted at this time, and it seemed that his left arm had been discounted by this blow. This stick completely stunned the gnawing eagle, he didn't expect that the other party's ability had already exceeded his expectations, and now his left hand was temporarily abolished, and he could only rely on the power of his right hand alone.

Mu Fu on the other side didn't know what the other party was thinking, and as soon as he saw him land, he rushed over with a stick, and raised his hand to smash the other party with a stick.

The Brain Eater had no choice but to raise his knife to meet him, and when the dragon stick approached, his feet slipped, and the scimitar came out again, bypassing the opponent's iron rod and approaching the opponent's head.

The other party is a repeat of the old trick, Mu Fu snorted coldly, his left hand was also held on the dragon stick, and he played a few stick flowers with both hands, and flicked the iron chain away;

At this time, Mu Fu became more and more courageous, he stepped forward quickly, and the homeopathic was a stick, and the gnawing eagle had no time to deal with it, and his right leg was discounted by a stick.

Injured one after another, so that the gnawing eagle was very unwilling, the scimitar in his hand exerted force again, but was beaten off by Mu Fu with another stick; There is no suspense here, and now the winner has been decided.