More than a dozen people around shouted: "Mr. Lie on the ground, take the antidote, get the antidote!" and hugged him.

Deng Baichuan and Cheng Shi both thought, "It turns out that this dwarf is Mr. Lying on the ground!" The two were anxious to capture him so that they could get an antidote to treat their brother's wounds, and at the same time they shouted and threw themselves at him.

Mr. Lying on the ground propped up his left hand on the ground and wanted to stand up, but the injury was not light, and he was unable to do it after all. He stretched out his hand to his shoulder and grabbed it, and as soon as his five fingers grabbed his shoulder, his fingers and palms were immediately painful, and he withdrew his hands.

It turned out that the dwarf had a poisonous needle on his shoulder. Suddenly, the consistent man felt that the palm of his hand was itchy and itchy to his heart.

He was shocked and angry, flew up his left foot, made a move "Golden Hook Breaking the Ice", and kicked it at Mr. ***. But seeing him lying on the ground, his body squirming slightly, this kick had to be kicked hard.

His foot was castrated quickly, and in an instant, the toes were no more than a few inches from the buttocks of Mr. Lying on the ground, and he suddenly realized: "Ah, it's not good, if he *** also has spikes on it, my left foot will be bad again." ”

At that time, this kick had already kicked out, if it was hard to retract, it was bound to sprain the muscles and bones, and the left palm rushed out in a hurry, and slapped heavily on the ground, and the body took advantage of the momentum to shoot out, and finally saw the opportunity quickly, and the toes only rubbed lightly on the pants of Mr. Lying on the ground, and did not use the force, and I don't know if he was equipped with barbs on the ***.

At this time, Deng Baichuan and the other seven or eight people had already rushed to the ground and lay behind Mr. Lying, seeing that Mr. Cheng Shi had taken him, but he didn't know how to get injured, although he saw Mr. Lying on the ground and did not move, he did not dare to rush forward for a while.

How can he be willing to stop at the end of this big loss? He picked up a hundred-pound boulder in the ground and shouted: "Get out of the way, I'll smash this big turtle to death!"

Some people shouted: "I can't help it, there is no antidote to him if he is stoned!"

Another humanitarian: "The antidote is by his side, and he will be stoned to death before he can get it." ”

It seems that although these people are gathering here, they have different conspiracies, and they do not work together very much, and they always want to be stoned to death to lie on the ground, and some people do not oppose it very much.

In the midst of the discussion, the gentleman held the boulder in his hand, stepped forward, aimed at the vest of Mr. Lying on the ground, and shouted: "Smash you big turtle full of barbs!" At this time, his right palm became more and more itchy, and as soon as his arms were straightened, the boulder smashed down on Mr. Lying on the ground. Only a bang was heard, and the ground was dusty.

Everyone was shocked, this big stone smashed on the back of Mr. Lying on the ground, even if it was not a blur of flesh and blood, it would be smashed so that he screamed loudly, and there was no reason for dust to fly.

When I looked closely, I was even more surprised, the boulder was pressed to the ground, but Mr. Lying on the ground did not know where to go.

With his left foot, he picked up the boulder, and a large hole appeared in the ground. It turned out that Mr. Lying on the ground had the word "soil" in his name, and he practiced it very well, and when he lay on the ground, he used his hands and feet at the same time, climbed loose soil, and actually got into it.

Fang Qingluan pressed Mr. Lying on the ground under the tripod, he couldn't lift the lid of the tripod and came out, he also opened the belly of the tripod and got out of the ground.

He was stunned, turned around and looked for the location of Mr. Lying on the ground, thinking that even if you drill into the ground, you are not a pangolin, at most you can only drill into a few feet, and hide for a while, is there really a way to escape?

Suddenly, Fang Qingluan shouted, "It's here!" The sleeve of his left hand waved out and rolled towards a rock, which turned out to be the rock-like thing, but it was the back of Mr. Lying on the ground.

This person is weird, and his tricks are full of tricks, if it weren't for Fang Qingluan's sharp eyes, it would really not be easy to see. Mr. Lying on the ground was swept up by the strong sleeve wind, and his flesh-like body flew into the air.

After he was hit by Fang Qingluan's palm, his injuries were already not light, and at this time, he had no power to resist, and shouted loudly: "Hugh the poisonous hand, I will give you the antidote!"

Fang Qingluan laughed, his right sleeve was brushed out, offsetting the strength of his left sleeve, and at the same time, he gave birth to a force, supporting Mr. Lying on the ground, and gently put it down.

Suddenly, I heard a person shouting in the distance: "The boy in the green shirt is worthy of his name!"

Fang Qingluan raised his hand and said, "Laugh at the Fang family, I dare not be ashamed!" At this moment, a golden light and a silver light shot from the left head, and the sound of breaking the air was very sharp.

Fang Qingluan didn't dare to slack off, his sleeves puffed up, and he went up, and with a loud bang, the golden and silver light rolled back.

Only then did I see clearly, but it was two long bands, one golden and one silver. At the end of the belt stood two men, both old men, who made the gold-belted garments clothed in silver robes, and the silver-belted ones clothed in golden robes.

The color of gold and silver shines brilliantly, and it is extremely gorgeous, and ordinary people will never wear such gold and silver robes, but they are like characters on the stage.

The old man in the silver robe said: "Admire, admire, take our brother again!" The golden light flashed, and the gold belt swam from the left, but the silver belt shook to the sky, and then fell from above, attacking Fang Qingluan's upper plate.

Fang Qingluan said: "Two seniors, ......" He only said four words, and suddenly there was a whirring sound, and three long knives rolled on the ground. The three of them used the sword kung fu of the earth hall and attacked Fang Qingluan.

Fang Qingluan was attacked in three places at the same time, above, in front, and on the left, and thought to himself: "The other party claims to be the thirty-six cave master and the seventy-two island master, there are many people, and the melee goes on, if you don't let them know that it is powerful, how can you do it?" Seeing the three long knives landing on the ground, he immediately kicked out three kicks, each kick hit the enemy's wrist, the white light flashed, and the three knives flew into the sky.

Fang Qingluan's body was slightly sideways, his right hand swept away, and he used the "Absolute Style" kung fu, and moved the gold belt to take the lead, and with a bang, the gold belt and the silver belt were entangled. The three people of the Ditang knife took off their hands with a single knife, and they didn't retreat, He He shouted, and opened his arms to hug Fang Qingluan's legs.

Fang Qingluan stood on tiptoe, and kicked the three of them in the chest one after another like a fluttering wind. Suddenly, a black-clothed man with long arms and legs stepped forward, stretched out his big fan-like hand, and grabbed Mr. Lying on the ground.

I don't know if this person's palm is naturally thick-skinned, or if he wears gloves woven with wire, he is not afraid to lie down with barbs, and as soon as he catches someone, he jumps back with straight legs and retreats.

Fang Qingluan saw that this person was calm and spicy, and his martial arts were much stronger than the others, and he was secretly shocked: "If Mr. Lying on the ground is rescued by this person, it will not be easy to get the antidote." ”

With a slight movement in his heart, he jumped up, crossed the three people lying on the ground, slapped out his right palm, and attacked the man in black. The man sneered, the horizontal knife was on his chest, and the green light in front of him flashed, it was actually a ghost-headed knife with a thick back and a thin blade, and the sharp edge was outward.

Fang Qingluan's palm fell, and he forcibly cut off his wrist. He didn't accept it, and when his palm was about two inches from the edge of the blade, he suddenly changed to a sweep, and his palm swept down the edge, cutting the fingers of the man in black who were holding the handle.

The edge of his palm is full of true qi, and the sharpness is no less than the ghost head knife, and he also has the ability to cut his fingers and cut off his arms. The man in black was taken by surprise, with a "huh", he hurriedly let go of the knife, turned his palms to greet each other, and slapped them, and the two slapped each other.

The man in black made another "huh", shook his body, and jumped backwards, but his left hand was still tightly grasping the ground and lying on the ground.

Fang Qingluan flipped over his palm, grabbed the ghost head knife, smelled a fishy stench in his nose, and almost wanted to gag, knowing that this knife was fed with poison, and the evil sect was so sinister.

Although he grabbed the enemy's blade in one move, but seeing that the enemy's seven or eight people each raised their blades, stopped in front of the man in black, it was not easy to rush to lie on the ground and come over, not to mention that Shicai and the man in black faced each other, and felt that although his skills were slightly inferior to his own, there was another kind of strangeness, he grabbed the steel knife, just attacked him by surprise, and he really fought with his hands, and it was not a moment to win.