Chapter 8: Fragmentation, Differentiation.

In the face of Ma Dali's angry scolding, Fang Hao didn't care, anyway, this door, Ma Dali didn't want to go out, including the other four people, too.

Fang Hao stared at the battle group.

In the shadow of the sword, the essence blood on Ma Dali's arm began to glow with black gas.

Shekou is poisonous.

At this moment, he was under siege, and he didn't have time to force the poison out, so he killed the four people in front of him as quickly as possible, and ended the battle before the snake venom invaded the internal organs.

Thinking like this, Ma Dali went crazy and rushed towards the four of them.

"He's poisoned......!"

The four horse-faced young men are not weak in internal strength, and their eyes are even more vicious, they advance and retreat in a good manner, and their moves are fierce.

"Damn!"

Ma Dali, an accidental, injured arm, was hit, and the injury deteriorated even more quickly.

"Kill!"

The horse-faced young man shouted, his body was like a tiger and a leopard, and he threw out a set of long punches, and between the surging waves, it was quite powerful.

"Hehe, the surname is Ma. On weekdays, you bully me a lot of fat three. Today, I want an arm from you!" Fat San was even more fierce, and the scimitar in his hand turned into layers of knife light, wanting to chop off the horse's strong arm.

The two tall black boys, one on the left and one on the right, shot their crossbow and hidden swords from time to time to hit Ma Dali's vital points.

Fang Hao's eyes were gloomy, and he could see that these four guys were not ordinary people. The eyes must be shining, and I don't know what to think.

"The best outcome is a lose-lose situation! If the fat three or four people win, they will have to continue to divide and divide. It doesn't matter if you can't absorb the power, as long as the half-demon snake gall is in hand, this trip will not be in vain. Fang Hao thought in his heart.

"Ahh

Just as Fang Hao was thinking about it, there was a miserable scream of Ma Dali in his ears, and Fang Hao flashed his eyes and saw the latter's injured arm flying high, bringing a rain of blood.

Two tall young men, one on the left and one on the right, were wrapping a set of black ropes around Ma Dali's arm, and it was these two people who used force at the same time to hook their arms off.

"Ahh ”

Ma Dali's eyes were blood-red, and the pain of his broken arm also aroused his ferocity, and the remaining big hand slapped fiercely and slapped it towards the black boy on the left.

Rumble!

The black boy hooked off one of Ma Dali's arms, and was in ecstasy, when he suddenly saw a big hand clapping him, his face changed suddenly, and he was about to resist, however, his arm stopped halfway up, and a suction force came out of nowhere, pressing his arm and blocking his movement.

His eyes widened as he watched his big hands slap over, and then, with a buzz in his head, he lost his will.

The other black boy immediately retreated, ready to defend.

However, as soon as he stepped back, the air behind him froze, and the suction power reappeared. Blocking his retreating steps, his face changed greatly, and he didn't have time to think about it, gritted his teeth, and his palms burst out of airflow, aiming at his back, bang. That suction is gone.

Then. But I heard Fang Hao roar: "Black man, retreat quickly." Ma Dali's eyes were red. ”

"Ahh

"Uh......"

The black boy smashed his tongue and was stunned for a moment, just like that, a blood-colored claw grabbed it violently, and the black boy woke up like a dream, and suddenly pulled out a scimitar from his back, aimed at Ma Dali's face, and slashed over.

Click.

In mid-air, the claws pressed down, crashed the scimitar, and slapped it on the head of the black boy with a bang, bang, the black boy didn't even have time to scream, his head collapsed, and he died on the spot.

In an instant, two black teenagers died without a body, and Ma Dali also broke an arm.

The pitch-black essence blood was left along the broken sleeve, dripping on the dark ground, emitting a cold breath.

The horse-faced boy and the fat three glanced at the corpses of the two black boys, a cold light appeared in their eyes, and a weird smile appeared on the corner of the fat three's mouth, what he was thinking at the moment was that one less person would have one less to compete with him for the gall of the half-demon snake. The horse-faced young man frowned, looked at Fang Hao on the side, and shouted: "Fang Hao." You come over too. A few knives with the surname Horse. But be careful: holding the knife in your hand can't let the surnamed Ma snatch the knife. ”

Fang Hao took out a free hand and floated in the air, the movements of the two black teenagers were all ghosts caused by the internal force of the Star Absorbing Dafa, if it weren't for this, the state of Ma Dali breaking an arm would definitely not be able to kill the two black teenagers in a row.

At this moment, Fang Hao didn't refuse when he heard the horse-faced young man calling him down, he picked up the blood-colored long knife in his hand and slowly walked into the field.

"Three directions. Strike with all your might. This surnamed Ma is finished!" the horse-faced young man snorted, his fists burst into a fierce momentum, attacking the middle lane and killing him head-on.

The corners of the fat three's eyes flashed with sarcasm, but he also took the left side, and a long black knife in his hand shook it, bringing a cold light.

Fang Hao appeared on the right, but he didn't know how to use a knife, just a burst of indiscriminate slashing, but he was also fierce and brave, and he became the strongest person among the three for a while.

Ma Dali laughed miserably, still did not give up, and slapped it suddenly, the black snake gall in his palm, one suspended, was about to be sent into the mouth, this was going to forcibly devour the snake gall to enhance his strength to face the crisis in front of him.

"The surname is Ma, you are no longer qualified to fight to the death!" The horse-faced young man slashed with one hand, and his fierce palm wind knocked over the black snake gall.

"My ......"

Ma Dali's eyes straightened, and he was about to catch the black snake gall, however, Fang Hao and Fat San also attacked, and the two of them cut off the former's move to grab the black snake gallbladder one left and one right.

The movement was blocked, Ma Dali's eyes were blood-red, and he suddenly remembered that this action was proposed by Fang Hao. He fell to such a point, and he couldn't get rid of Fang Hao. Thinking of this, he left the fat three and rushed towards Fang Hao.

"Dog minion. Lao Tzu will pull you on your back even if he dies. The horse roared vigorously, and activated all the remaining strength, and it was menacing, and it was a desperate blow.

"That's right! The fat three laughed, and without the horse to stop him, he grabbed the black snake gall, and then retreated violently, heading towards the cave door.

"Stop!"

The figure of the horse-faced boy suddenly appeared to block the fat man's way, and shouted: "Snake gall stays." ”

"Get out!" The fat three-sleeved robe shook, and seven or eight hidden weapons such as sleeve arrows, steel rings, and money darts attacked it in one go.

The horse-faced boy's pupils shrank, and it was too late to dodge, so he gritted his teeth, waved his big hand, and released four daggers in a row, respectively at the fat three's head, throat, chest, and lower abdomen. Four key positions, attacked.