Yan Jin looked at the two enemies, and took the lead in rushing towards the two of them, how to hold the sword and slash horizontally, one person took Yan Jin's sword move, and ordered one person to swing the knife and slash at Yan Jin.

Yan Jin dodged, dodging the slashing knife style, the strength in his hand dissipated, and the long sword that had lost its soft sword became soft, winding around the big knife, like a nimble snake, attacking the opponent's hand holding the knife.

Seeing this, the general of the Ge Luo Dynasty immediately let go of the big knife in his hand and retreated, and the other Ge Luo general saw this, swung his knife again and slashed at Yan Jin.

Yan Jin quickly threw the broadsword wrapped around the soft sword into the air, and the broadsword flew into the air, and the enemy generals who retreated behind immediately jumped into the air and grabbed the broadsword.

When the big sword was about to be slashed in front of him, Yan Jin quickly protected the soft sword in front of him, sonorous! The enemy general's face was embarrassed, and he was obviously about to hit, but this person reacted so quickly, and the strange sword in his hand was varied.

At the moment when the enemy general was stunned, at this moment, Yan Jin's foot had quickly kicked this person's abdomen, causing him to fly upside down.

Yan Jin quickly turned around, and the other person had already grabbed the big knife, took advantage of the momentum in the air, and slashed at Yan Jin with his bow.

The enemy generals in the air didn't expect Yan Jin to turn around in time, and the big knife slashed on the long sword, making a sound of iron weapons colliding, sonorous!

The corners of Yan Jin's mouth swept up, the enemy general in the air secretly said that it was not good, the strength in Yan Jin's hand dissipated, and the long sword turned into a soft sword again, entangling the enemy general's big sword.

Yan Jin spun rapidly, like a spinning top, and as the soft sword loosened its entanglement, the enemy general was thrown out and landed on the ground.

The enemy generals who were thrown out of the air kept rolling on the ground until they were next to their comrades, and then stopped.

"Steel ***, this person is too powerful, we have to be very careful. The enemy general, crouching on the ground and holding his stomach, exhorted the steel *** who had just landed.

Steel *** stood up, held the big knife in his hand, and said, "Hu Sirong, I'll go up together, don't let him break them one by one!"

Hu Sirong nodded and stood up, the two of them jumped towards Yan Jin, and quickly danced the big knife in their hands, Yan Jin waved the long sword, constantly resisting, and the dust flew in the crossing, making people unable to see the figure of the battle inside.

Modeso's knife slashed at the fist of a man with iron fists in his hand, and he blocked the broadsword that Modeso had chopped in.

Under the fist, a pair of cold eyes stared at Modeso, the corners of the big man's mouth were hooked, he sneered, and quickly waved his fist, and a combination of punches blasted towards Modeso.

Modeso slashed horizontally, constantly resisting the opponent's fist, but the fist was getting faster and faster, Mordeso didn't pay attention, and the enemy general's fist was almost ripe towards Modeso, Modeso hurriedly used the blade of the knife against his chest, bang! The fist hit Modeso's chest through the blade, and a huge force came, and Modeso spat blood and flew backwards to the ground.

Separated from it, Modeso didn't dare to slack off, a carp stiffened, got up quickly, and there was a faint pain in his chest, fortunately, with the blade to resist, he didn't let this punch not blast through his body?

Modesso was frightened when he thought about it, and attacked the enemy with his sword, and the sound of iron clashing kept ringing.

Modeso learned smartly this time, the knife is constantly swinging, and the distance of the knife is longer than the opponent's, and the distance is controlled so that the opponent can't get close all the time.

The enemy general was also quite annoyed at the moment, and he couldn't get close to him, and every time he found an opportunity to get closer, Modesso would retreat and keep a distance from this person.

Modeso looked at the enemy general playfully, and his movements were unhurried, which was a naked mockery in the eyes of the enemy general.

The enemy general's face was flushed with anger, he couldn't bear it anymore, roared, leaped high into the air, and punched Modeso's face.

Modeso swung his knife to resist, and the enemy general had a sneer on his face, turned his fist into a palm, and grabbed the big knife, which shocked Modeso's heart.

The enemy general's other fist slammed into Modeso, and at this moment the enemy general's face was full of hideousness, and it seemed that he could already predict the scene of this person's ** explosion.

However, the ** explosion did not happen, and the enemy general in the air, his eyes widened, his face showed pain, and Modeso's toes kicked the enemy general's throat,

The enemy general stopped his body stiffly, and his fist was in front of Modeso's eyes, not half an inch away from his face, although the fist did not hit his face, Modeso's face was hot and painful, and the fist wind still blew.

The enemy general in mid-air fell to the ground and remained motionless when Modeso withdrew his foot, bleeding from the hole in his neck, apparently lifeless.

Mo Dejiang and Batu became more and more courageous, and both sides even threw away the weapons in their hands, fists to the flesh, covered with scars and blood stains, and I don't know how many rounds have passed by this time.

The two sides separated again, and the two of them had blue noses and swollen faces, and they both glared at each other, unconvinced.

In fact, the two were exhausted, and it was up to them to see who fell first.

Maudejiang shook his body and yelled at Batu, "Come on!"

Batu did not step forward, his shaky body prevented him from moving, and he could only shout back angrily, "Here you come!"

Hearing this, Mo Dejiang couldn't help but take a step forward and staggered towards Batu.

Walking in front of Batu, the two of them swung their fists at the same time, and the fists of both sides landed on each other's cheeks at the same time, and the two people, one left and one right, fell to the ground in both directions, motionless.

Finally, Mo Dejiang, supporting his body, barely stood up, and slowly walked towards Batu weakly.

Batu was still physically exhausted and couldn't move on the ground, Mo Dejiang grabbed the machete on the ground, and under Batu's gaze, the knife fell in his hand, Batu's eyes were wide open, and his eyes were completely lifeless.

Just when Mordejiang was about to fall, his younger brother Mordeso rushed to his side and helped Mordejiang so that Mordejiang did not fall to the ground.

Tang San couldn't help but be a little afraid in the face of Temulun's desperate style of play, and parried the swinging stick with a knife, and retreated behind him while parrying.

Ben Tangshan has always been a violent temper, and he fights against him stubbornly, but every time he slashes him, he has to take him hard.

The most terrifying thing is that this person did not react when he cut him, and seemed to be keen on this to get rid of it, even if he risked being cut by Tangshan two or three times, he vowed to knock Tangshan with a stick.

Tang San was really scared, so he could only retreat, constantly comforting himself in his heart, this was just a strategy, and he was not afraid, but there was no need to be as knowledgeable as a neurotic, he was a normal person, a normal person who would feel pain, Tang San comforted himself so much in his heart, and he didn't feel that retreating at this time was a coward's move.

Finally, the other party's speed slowed down, Tang San sneered, and said secretly, the strength is even less, Tang San gathered his mind, looked for flaws, and filled new wounds for Temulun while facing the attack.

Temulun finally couldn't hold it anymore, another knife mark appeared on his body, blood flowed out of the wound, Temulun hurriedly retreated, distanced himself from Tangshan, looked at the blood all over his body, and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Tang San looked at Temulun with a smile and teased, "Scared? I thought Lao Tzu was reckless enough, but I didn't expect to meet you, I admit that you are the king of recklessness." ”

Temulun listened to Tang Shan's ridiculous words, not only did he not get angry, but looked at Tang San in horror and stepped back again.

Tang Shan hurriedly walked towards Temulun with a knife, jumped high into the air, Temulun hurriedly raised the iron rod, wanting to block it, but most of the energy on his body dissipated, and his hand held the iron rod trembling slightly, sonorous!

In the blink of an eye, Tang San was already behind Temulun, handsomely inserting the knife into the scabbard.

Temulun behind him held the iron rod, clicked, cracked, Temulun grabbed each hand, half a pipe of iron rod, fell to the ground.

The weapon blessed by its own strength is relatively sharp, and Tang San struck with all his strength against Temulun, who was already struggling, and the result can be imagined.

Yan Jin has been one to two, this is the same level, at the beginning because of the steel *** and Hu Sirong were too confident, I thought that the two of them were fearless, so they suffered a loss, as the so-called eating a cushion and growing a wisdom, the two of them rushed up, learned from each other's strengths, cooperated with each other, and gradually Yan Jin was passive.

Only by constantly swinging the sword to block the slashing knife style, there is no time to attack, and the tacit understanding between the two of them is getting better and better, and it is constantly improving.

Yan Jin had an idea, while swinging his sword to resist the knife style, taking the opportunity to keep retreating with his feet, the steel *** Yu Hu Sirong couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw this, could it be that this monster couldn't stand it anymore?

The soles of his feet kept raising dust on the ground, and in an instant, the dust was flying, and the figures of the two sides fighting were also covered by the dust and mist.

Yan Jin swept with his sword, and Gang *** and Hu Sirong hurriedly resisted, and Yan Jin took this opportunity to escape into the dust and mist.

Steel *** and Hu Sirong back to back, looking around cautiously and vigilantly, for fear that Yan Jin would suddenly come out, and with a whoosh, a big knife flew towards Hu Sirong, Hu Sirong was shocked and waved the knife to resist. On the other side, the steel *** also received an attack, but the steel *** faced Yan Jin's attack, almost at the moment when Hu Sirong knocked down the big knife, Yan Jin slashed the steel *** sword and escaped into the dust and mist again.

The steel *** who was stabbed was furious in his heart, and roared angrily around, "Thief, have the courage to come out and fight, don't be a turtle with a shrunken head." ”

Yan Jin, who was constantly running in the dust mist, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and the dust and mist could not dissipate for a long time, all because of Yan Jin's continuous efforts to keep it undispersed.

Yan Jin has been sneaking up on several rounds, aiming at Gang *** every time, which makes him more and more annoyed, and there are more and more wounds on his body, but Hu Sirong behind him is not injured at all, Gang *** can't help but be a little difficult to accept, why is it always himself who is injured, driven by this distorted thought in his heart.

When Yan Jin attacked again, Gang *** hurriedly dodged. Dodging Yan Jin's thrust, the sword plunged straight into Hu Sirong's body, passing through his chest and exposing him to Hu Sirong's line of sight.

Husrong's eyes were full of incredulity, and he looked down at the tip of the sword that had passed through his chest and was exposed.

Yan Jin's other hand was already ready, and when Gang *** slashed, he pulled out a long knife in the dead corner to block Gang ***'s slash, and pulled back the long sword.

A blood mark appeared in the throat of the steel ***, and the blood flowed out of it, falling to the ground, and losing its vitality.