Situ didn't have any emotion in his eyes, and he saw that his fist was about to smash into Yan's head. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Wang Chen couldn't help but look up to the sky and scream sadly, "Yanhou!" he exclaimed.

However, the body is always more loyal than the mind, and the belief of never giving up has almost been soaked in Wang Chen's blood. With instinctive guidance, he swung three swords at Situ in succession.

There was a sound of breaking wind, and Situ's fist that was about to hit hit the tip of his thick nose. His pupils narrowed, as if sensing danger. As soon as he reflexed, he smashed into the air with a fiery fist in his hand.

There was a loud bang, and the red light collided with the three green rays of light. The red light burst out, emitting a burst of brilliant brilliance, splashing on the stone wall, each of which could explode into rubble, while the green light was broken apart, turning into dozens of tiny blades, "Xiu Xiu" into the stone wall, several of which grazed Situ's body, leaving him with several blood marks.

"Gas phase. Okay!" Situ's eyes first showed a hint of confusion, but in an instant, it was replaced by a stronger battle intent. He is not interested in everything in the world, he only likes to fight.

And Yan Hou didn't let go of this opportunity, although he didn't know what was going on, but Situ's strength on him was obviously reduced a lot. Yan Hou decisively clasped his hands on Situ's wrists, "Babble!" With a sharp force, he picked him up all backwards and slapped it on the cliff wall at once. And he himself took the opportunity to click a few times on the cliff wall and jumped to Wang Chen's side.

"Ah Chen???"

"Don't interrupt!" Yan Hougang wanted to thank Wang Chen for saving his life, but when he saw Wang Chen's serious face, he stretched out a hand and made a stop gesture. Yan Hou immediately swallowed his words back, touched his head, calmed his qi and blood, and looked around to see if he could find a substitute for a stick.

"Ah Hou, you hold off the killing god for five minutes. I thought of something very important. Wang Chen's expression became more and more serious, he looked at Situ, who was crawling out of the cliff, his face was covered with blood but seemed to be very happy, and he grabbed Yan Hou and said.

"Five??? Five minutes!" Yan Hou was taken aback by his serious expression, and quickly nodded, "Okay, I'll try my best." ”

"Don't try! Yes!" Wang Chen said as he ran towards the city, "You don't always fight for brute force, you use your brain!"

"Oh. Yan Hou nodded inexplicably, and picked up a small barrel-thick beam beside him, "Use your brain." He muttered to himself, "So what are we going to do?"

Just as he was thinking, Situ had already jumped off the cliff. He looked at Wang Chen's figure running away, then at Yan Hou, and paused. It seems that he is thinking about whether to chase the toys of the gas transformation period, or to deal with the person in front of him first.

And Yan Hou is also thinking, what is a battle with his brains?

The two seemed to come up with the answer at the same time.

Situ kicked under his feet and rushed towards Yan Hou with all his strength, he was ready to deal with the guy in front of him first.

And Yan Hou, but the moment he exerted his strength, he jumped next to a large pile of wooden ruins.

"Youkai! look at my goddess scattering flowers??? Uh, no, the Son of Heaven scatters flowers!" he said, the pillar in his hand was not slow at all, like a big broom, with a vigorous wave, a large pile of wood debris flew towards Situ.

"Hmph!" Situ snorted coldly, his fists flew out quickly, and dozens of punches were thrown in an instant, and a pile of waste materials was all beaten into fine sawdust. Situ punched out, and the fist wind blew the sawdust to both sides, and a refreshing path appeared in front of him. However, he was not seen in Yan Hou's figure.

"Youkai, here!" Turning around, Yan Hou swept a large pile of wood from somewhere else.

Situ took a long breath and put his fists at his sides. "Ho!" shouted, and his fists were punched out at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye, and the red light scattered everywhere. After dozens of seconds, there was a thick layer of wood foam on the ground.

"Look at the hidden weapon!" Yan Hou shouted, and shot out at Situ, raising his hand, which was the standard gesture for launching the hidden weapon. When Situ saw his movements, he immediately threw a punch to block it. However, with all his punch, he missed. At the same time, his face was covered with wood foam, and the smell of wood jumped into his nose, and he itched to sneeze. Those tiny wood slags drilled into the eyes one by one, making the eyes itchy and painful, and tears flowed from them, and they couldn't open them at all.

No matter how high the kung fu is, it is also a human being. Situ instinctively raised his hand to wipe the dust off his face. But I felt a gust of wind in the lower plate, and then my stomach hurt, and a huge pillar hit it.

Damn! He clasped his hands into fists and slammed them down. As a master, you can't just see with your eyes.

But Yan Hou was also a strong warrior, and he jumped backwards. The pillar in his hand slammed into the side again.

Although Situ is much stronger than Yan Hou, the strength of the two has not yet reached the point where blind fighting can give Situ the upper hand. He was beaten several times for a while, and every time he was about to open his eyes, another handful of sawdust spilled over. In this way, the offense and defense are completely interchanged, and Situ is completely in a passive situation.

Yan Hou finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Wang Chen asked him to use his brain, which made him a little confused. He has always been upright in fighting, because of his high kung fu, great strength, fierce attack, and no death, and there has never been a situation where he can't win a hard fight in the fights of his peers. So for him, the flow of wisdom is not his strong point.

But since it was Wang Chen's advice, it should be seriously considered.

In the end, I really didn't come up with any tricks, I just remembered watching other children fight when I was a child, and the party that couldn't win would sometimes grab a handful of sand and sprinkle it into people's eyes, and if it succeeded, most of them could turn defeat into victory.

But the hanging city was built in the middle of the air, and there was no land, so where did the sand come from? Yan Hou had an idea and came up with a way to break wood into sawdust.

It looks like it's working.

But the little conspiracy didn't drag on for long. Situ quickly reacted. Quickly jumped out of the thick attack range, along the cliff wall and the support, and jumped into the upper city. After a few seconds of respite, Situ immediately wiped the things off his face. In the face of Yan Hou's spilled wood powder again, he simply pushed it out with one palm, and the strong palm wind immediately blew the powder everywhere. Then a punch sent Yan Hou flying.

Seeing that this move had failed, Yan Hou immediately resumed his favorite simple and rough style of play.

The two of them engaged in a fierce battle in the first half of the city.

Yan Hou got up from a pile of rotten wood, hugged the big pillar and crashed into Situ like a bell, Situ withdrew with his right foot, and put his hands on the stake.

"Ahh With the wooden stake as the center, Situ slammed Yan Hou high on top of a row of houses, and then Yan Hou slammed Situ in the middle of the plank road. The two of you push me to block, you advance and I retreat. The wooden pillar let out an overwhelmed groan of pain.

The middle of the cracked wooden pillar quickly spread to both ends, and the sawdust not only did not fall to the ground under the powerful aura confrontation, but flew into the air. Finally, the wooden pillar shattered one with a "bang", then the second, and then the third??? In an instant, a wooden pillar the size of a bucket shattered into pieces of wood between the strength of the two of them.

"Huh!"

Two loud shouts, fists slamming together in the air. At the same time as the two jumped up, the plank road under their feet could not bear the pressure and shattered.

Situ took three steps back, and slammed into the stone wall behind him with a loud thud.

Situ slapped his palms to the ground, and the wooden blocks on the plank road flew into the air like waves, and then pushed forward, all of which shot towards Yan Hou. Yan Hou rushed forward against the plank, punched his left and kicked his right, and discounted all the planks near him. However, there was another ferocious fist, and the boy was knocked out again, hitting the stone wall, shaking down the rubble and burying him in it.

Situ felt that the battle was over and turned to leave. As soon as he turned around, there was a sound of wind behind him. When he looked back, Yan Hou, who was covered in blood, rushed up with red eyes.

Entrusted by people, loyal to people. Even if you die, you will never be allowed to leave half a step.