So he gave up his whole back.

Taking advantage of Tang Yi's occasional counterattack, he jumped up like a spring. Immediately after, the palm slapped on his waist.

Even if he was ready to take this palm hard, and deliberately staggered the key point, he was still shocked and numb, and he couldn't help but have a cavity of blood splashing from his mouth, but it was really as he expected, taking advantage of this palm momentum, he used his strength to use his strength, and soon killed behind Lian Jia.

Even the armor doesn't have to look back, you can feel the wind stirring.

The wooden thorn danced in the snow, like a prickly puff spreading its claws, piercing straight into the backbone of the armor.

is wearing plain armor and black clothes, which has made Lian Jia's heart "chuckle", which shows how powerful this stab is by taking advantage of the momentum.

It's just that Lian Jia still remembers pulling the rings on the armor after all, and in an instant, the twenty-one rings of red wheels densely packed behind him jumped out of the frame at the same time, and cut towards his limbs and hundreds of bones in a regular manner.

The original red wheel was dark red and bloody, with extremely sharp arcs in front and back, but the left and right were hollowed out, and the speed of the ejection was unexpectedly fast, the only flaw was that it could not fly to the place that Lian Jia intended, but it was more than enough to avoid the enemy behind him. Now the red wheel, which is made of wooden blocks, has a little heaviness, and it makes up for this defect.

Seeing that Li Bo's bench has been flown out, if he buys some more time, Duan Yuming and Xu Xiang can search all of them, no matter what, he will also trap Lian Jia here.

He didn't flinch!

One thorn in the air turned into seven thorns, and the sound of "ding ding" was endless, and soon five or six rings of red wheels were stabbed down by him, and the face, shoulders, arms, and legs were also cut off after all. It's that the wooden wheel is already so sharp, but even if Lianjia uses the really sharp red wheel, he still won't retreat.

No matter how many hits he struck, the wooden wheels had all fallen.

He walked again, towards Lianjia.

Lian Jia listened to the footsteps behind him, felt the cool breeze coming from his back, frowned helplessly, and once again raised his fist containing steel and iron bones, Ling Ran turned around and blasted out towards him.

If there is anyone else in the audience who can fight with Lian Jia, one can only be Jin Wuzhu lying on the ground, and the other is of course the iron dog who is still fighting with Tang Yi.

He is not a golden crow, let alone an iron dog, he wanted to use a wooden thorn to pick up Lianjia's fist style, but unexpectedly Lianjia smashed the wood with a punch from the oblique side.

After the wooden thorn split into two sections, of course, he no longer had the ability to fight against Lianjia, but his goal was also achieved, didn't he have attracted Lianjia over, and now he only needed to retreat.

But of course, Lian Jia would not allow him to escape, and caught up with him in a big stride, like a strong bow full of arms, and then borrowed the torque of his ankles and the courage of his shoulders to blow up this fist.

The fist was literally headed towards the left side of his face.

One could even imagine his face distorted by the punch.

But at this moment, in the heavens and on the ground, two swords suddenly appeared, two swords that slashed towards the fist.

The two swords slashed into Lianjia's fists at the same time, and they suddenly shattered into countless petals like powder, and some of them even went away with the snow and the end of the snow.

But after all, it stopped Lianjia's fist.

Lian Jia looked at the two of them a few times, Chang Fei on the left, and Zhao Baiguang on the right.