On the killing field, the big group had already aimed at Xie Jiang's foursome, and everyone was a little nervous. Chen Kangshi actually got up and stood beside Xie Jiang at this time, with a resolute face. Yes, sometimes people are forced.

War.

Four against ten.

The opponent's ten-man regiment has no tactics to speak of, and when they find the target, they rush over together, a few people hold the target, and the others add up their fists and kicks. This tactic, which cannot be called a tactic, is a perfect interpretation of what it means to have a large number of people and great strength, and what it means to be a good man who is difficult to defeat with four hands. But whoever is alone and has no strength is beaten to death by them like this, and it feels helpless and desolate that I dare not imagine.

Xie Jiang They had no way out, they stood on the edge of the martial arts arena, and retreating was the merciless killing of the masked swordsman.

The other party has already killed the red eyes, and he must take the lives of his four before he stops. Xie Jiang warned himself: At this time, you must be ruthless, more ruthless, and more ruthless than the other party, so that you can retreat from the enemy. However, Xie Jiang couldn't do it, Wumen Huikai and Chen Kangshi couldn't do it, Ouyang had a chance.

Carrying, dying, the most primitive desire to survive.

The three ruthless people hugged each other and let the other party ten fight. Each of the two hands holds a person, and the head is in the other's arms, so that there are many fewer places on the body to be beaten. The three people huddled together back-to-back, the less places they were hit by each other. Xie Jiang, Chen Kangshi and Wumen Huikai carried it to death like this, and carried it to Ouyang to rescue.

Ouyang is really powerful.

After Xie Jiang and the others received countless punches, the other party began to flee. Looking up, Xie Jiang saw Ouyang grabbing those people who were beating them and throwing them outside the field, this was really fatal, and the people who threw them out were all beheaded to death by the masked knifeman. All of a sudden, there were only four people left in the opponent's ten-person team, and of course they had to escape.

After discovering this solution, the audience felt a pause.

"Ouyang, you are so powerful," Chen Kangshi hugged Xie Jiang and cried.

"Amitabha Buddha ......" the monk looked at the dead man and began to chant the sutra again.

"Bearded brother, let's join you and replenish some new forces for you", among the remaining four people who charged at Xie Jiang's team just now, a thin man with an expressionless face shouted at the commander bearded man in another large group.

"We can't take in so many people!" "Does the bearded man mean that only ten people can be left in the end?

"No problem. ”

"Ah......h

"Now our two groups add up to just ten people!" The thin man with an expressionless face and a thin man shaking his head shot in succession, killing the two people who followed him, and killing the two people in the big group, which was really another group of ten.

Mean, shameless, and disgusting.

However, there are fewer and fewer weak prey, and all that remains are hard bones that cannot be gnawed. Even a team of ten people can't break down the elite group, only the dead and wounded. So many wounded people have become a burden to their hands and feet, and naturally some people are dissatisfied. When the rest of the field could not rely on the large number of people to solve the problem, the team began to lay off employees. Xie Jiang shuddered as he looked at the fighting that had started in the big group, and the comrades who had advanced and retreated together just now blinked, leaving only a look of disbelief. In the end, the team that was still huge just now was only two bearded men and two thin men.

Only the truly strong can stay until the end, this is the conclusion that Xie Jiang came to when he looked at this big group.

The scene suddenly fell silent, giving everyone some time to breathe.

Xie Jiang found an opportunity to pick up two iron chains, but Ouyang and Wumen Huikai didn't ask for it, he gave one to Chen Kangshi.

There are also four teams around the arena, one trio, two foursomes, and one five.

There were five people in the middle of the martial arts arena, two bearded men, two thin men, and the madman.

There were twenty-one people in total.

In the middle of the field, two bearded, tall men suddenly said, "Hey, do you want five of us to form a group, they want ten people, we have five people in a group, and we only need to leave five more people to complete this game." What do you think of my suggestion?"

The bearded man said to the rampaging madman in the middle of the field, and he also saw that people were really powerful.

"Very well, very well, that's what you mean, bearded brother," a thin man echoed. Two thin men, one with a blank face, and one with a neck that always twists around.

It's not good, it's not good at all, Xie Jiang thought.

"Haha, you guys are timid, be careful, don't be alone, hahaha," the madman is really a madman, there are blood marks on the corners of his mouth, and he is a maniac who eats human flesh.

The other groups of centaurs had a corpse in front of them, none of which seemed to be fuel-efficient lamps.

The most peculiar group is the other foursome. One of the four was blind and on crutches. Of the four, only this blind man knew martial arts, and the other three helped him keep an eye on his surroundings, just like his eyes. This crutch is a sword, and it has stabbed to death many enemies, and no one dares to despise them.

The trio seems to be practicing the same martial arts, and they are all in a formation. They advanced and retreated in an orderly manner, and were a complete offensive and defensive alliance. Whether it was a single person or a group of people, they all went up in three of them, and easily repelled the enemy.

The five-person group must be the strongest, and it can be seen that there is a person in it who does not know martial arts, and that boy brother-like person has never made a move at all, and has been lying on the ground, still vomiting just now. And the other four were just protecting him. But the protection is not leaky, the stump chains have not approached his body, and even in the case of so many people dying in this small martial arts arena, there is not a drop of blood on his body. Xie Jiang thinks they must be the strongest group.

It may be that the weaker one is his own group, and he may be able to dodge some killer moves, Chen Kangshi is definitely a powerless person. Although Ouyang and Wumen Huikai had unfathomable martial arts, the four of them were not fettered, and the two of them were not obliged to protect themselves and Chen Kangshi. In the melee just now, you may be able to form a group, but in the battle of the strong men later, he and Chen Kangshi are just dragged down, will they be left behind, and can they still fight to the end?

"Ho ho ho, it seems that I overestimated you, you see this incense, it has burned out!" The masked woman walked around, really sitting and talking without backache, "Among you, the ten people who can stay don't have any eyebrows?

"Hahaha,, why don't you try it too, let me taste it, is that meat sassy?"

"You big men, no one dares to slaughter this madman, just let this madman go crazy, isn't he?" was another masked man sitting on the stage, also a woman, who had just lit a stick of incense, and had been there looking at the roster.

"Yo ha, it's still a little pepper, do you want a man to be a man? Hahaha!"

"Looks like I'm going to have to give you some more time," the woman who walked around was not angry, but she did a hateful thing and made the people next to her throw some swords and sticks into the field, didn't this add fuel to the fire!

"Another half pillar of incense, this time the time is up, there are not enough people, so we will do it," the masked woman said mercilessly.