Win or Lose (1)

Perhaps the scene of Lian Jia smashing the two swords with one punch was a bit magnificent, but the index and middle fingers of his right fist were also swollen, which made him feel pain again. Lian Jia frowned, one person has to face the siege of three people, and anyone will inevitably have a headache.

Although there was blood between his lips, his body was still straight, as if he could fight for more than ten rounds at any time; Chang Fei also suffered some internal injuries, after all, in order to lure Yan Li into the urn, he really took a sword with his body, and he didn't know when the pain would back.

But Lian Jia's eyebrows were still relaxed, and his expression was very relaxed.

Because of the mutation, the instantaneous mutation.

The mutation occurred behind the three of them, and the center of the mutation was Tang Yi and Tie Dog.

Tang Yi was injured under his feet and was forced to stumble left and right when Iron Dog joined forces with him, and now he rushed to stop Lianjia, which was really equivalent to giving Tang Yi a chance to breathe.

Tang Yi can finally stand still, facing the three-plate axe of the iron dog, Tang Yi's hands seem to have magic between them, a little bit, not only can reduce the huge force poured on the axe, but also can push the axe.

A person like Iron Dog, who relies on the strength of his arm for everything, really couldn't adapt to such femininity, and soon lost his feet, and his whole body tilted out, exposing a small piece of his waist and abdomen to Tang Yi's eyes.

Tang Yi's heart turned with his eyes, his hands turned with his heart, even if the gap was really small, the water-splitting palm that fit his hands also got in, and the six fingers that were close together were the first to poke at the waist and eyes, which seemed to be soft, but with a strong penetrating power, it could immediately make the corners of the iron dog's mouth grin. Then Tang Yi's palms were gently rubbed apart, his left palm supported the left waist of the iron dog, and his right palm was straight on the belly of the iron dog.

Tang Yi threw the iron dog out like a shot put, and when he fell heavily behind the three of them, the iron dog had already rolled the whites of his eyes.

Zhao Baiguang looked back, and he could see that Tang Yi's eyes were calm, first his left foot stepped out, and then his right foot slowly dragged in the snow. In this way, step by step, it fell behind the three of them.

The tide seems to have turned around immediately.

Just now it was still the scene of the three of them jointly besieging Lian Jia, but now it seems that Tang Yi and Lian Jia have cut off all the ways of the three of them.

Fortunately, the three of them were not messed up.

He has experienced life and death too many times, and he has let go of all tension early.

Zhao Baiguang is just lazy, but when he acts, he is very trustworthy.

Chang Fei was too tired.

Even if Yan Li had already left his hand at that time, he let the sword move of "Dazhong Zhizheng" be shifted by an inch, after all, it was firmly stabbed in Chang Fei's right chest. Chang Fei still insisted on fighting with Yan Li for another twenty-eight swords, which was not easy. Then he flew over, and one fist of the double sword rival Lian Jia was already his last mental strength, and at this time, he really couldn't hold it anymore, and slowly when he and Zhao Baiguang were inadvertent, it was like a piece of dust, quietly falling into the snow.

The tide of events has turned again.

Now it's time for Tang Yi and Lian Jia to join forces to compete with him and Zhao Baiguang.

It's just that there is not much time left for Tang Yi and Lianjia after all.

Li Bo, who was a little ten steps away, was already forced to cry and cry for his mother, rolling on the ground.