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"What should I do?"

"What should I do? Salad! Don't flash fast, wait here to die." Chao Zi defeated Cui Wuming, dragged him, and the four of them left as quickly as possible with their almost overdrawn bodies.

Not to mention that they have a lot of scars and are exhausted, even in the period of complete victory, they will not be of much help in the duel between the two iron lumps.

Continuing here will not only be of no help, but it will become a drag, and the other party will definitely attack and kill them and set Xia Feng a trap. This kind of thing cannot be allowed to happen to him.

clang!

The two knives collided again, and neither of the two wanted to let the metal be delivered, making a creaking sound.

"It took so much effort, huh! It's a pity that you still miscalculated in the end. You want to rule the world with your strength. I have to say, you are so stupid and cute."

"Shut up!" The strong man of the foreign race was furious. Originally, he had a great advantage. He captured Chu Lingfeng and set up a mechanical unit. Now, not only did he not succeed in killing Xia Feng, but even the people around him did not kill him. One death also led to the annihilation of the entire mechanical unit.

How can this kind of failure be accepted by the proud Seven Clans.

Pushing Xia Feng away, the strong man of the foreign race slashed obliquely. The moment Xia Feng dodged, he swung his fist and punched Xia Feng in the chest.

There was a strong collision, and the sound of metal impact rang out softly.

Damn!

So much strength!

Xia Feng cursed secretly, although he was not directly punched by the body, but the impact of force still made his blood churn.

Fortunately, this punch was resisted by him. Suddenly, he let go of the sword, gave up the sword, and pulled out the giant dagger on the outside of his thigh. With a leap, he stabbed forcefully into the crotch of the foreign master. Clavicles on both sides.

"what!"

The specially made dagger has extremely strong penetrating power. Although the dagger was not completely inserted, the tip of the knife has successfully penetrated the outer armor and also pierced the body of the strong alien.

After succeeding, Xia Feng retreated quickly, picked up the saber on the ground again with a tumble, rolled forward, attacked with the side saber with his backhand, and slashed at the legs of the strong alien race.

"Don't think about it!"

The strong foreign race is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and the moment Xia Feng slashed at him, he had already jumped up and avoided the dangerous slash.

Unexpectedly, Xia Feng's one move failed, and he launched another move faster. This knife did not attack the legs, but swung the knife upwards, cutting towards the arm of the strong man of the foreign race.

Got it!

The strong man of the foreign race was startled, and finally understood Xia Feng's real intention. The real purpose of inserting the dagger into the collarbones on both sides was not to kill him, but to hinder the mobility of his arms with the tip of the knife.

Just imagine, with a dagger stuck in both sides, as long as you use a little force on your arm, you will be stabbed by the tip of the knife. You don't dare to make a big move, let alone fight back with a knife. He is not one of those specially modified dead The pain sensory nerve was removed.

"Enlighten yourself!" With a feint, Xia Feng put on a sly smile, and the direction of the knife in his hand changed again.

Damn!

In the face of the threat of life and death, the strong alien race did not have the arrogance before, and now he is thinking about how to avoid this fatal knife.

With a burst of shouting, the strong man of the foreign race gave up one hand while retreating desperately, allowing the point of the knife to penetrate the collarbone thoroughly, resisting the intense pain, and holding the dagger on the other side, "Kill me, don't kill me!" possible!"

"Really? I think you must die!"

The saber attacks were actually bait twice, what Xia Feng was really waiting for was for him to give up one hand and pull out a dagger.

call out……

After slashing, Xia Feng stretched out his hand and formed a fist, hitting the handle of the dagger with a powerful force, driving the dagger into the collarbone.

After finishing everything, Xia Feng backed away, held the saber in his hand, and said coldly, "If you lose both of your hands, can you still fight? If you can't fight, can you still live?"

The severe pain caused the strong man of the foreign race to break out in cold sweat. The first thought in his mind was to run away. If both hands were useless, it meant he had lost his fighting power.

The question is, will Xia Feng give him this chance?

of course not!

When the strong alien turned around and was about to escape, he had already successfully reached behind under the strong propulsion, and the saber in his hand slashed out with a howl. The target was the nape of the neck.

Clang!

With a crisp sound, the metal head was lifted up, and then fell to the ground, rolling several times before stopping.

The head flew, and the blood gushed like a fountain.

Putting away the saber, the armor on Xia Feng's body automatically disintegrated and reassembled beside him. He let out a long breath and wiped his sweat with his hand.

"storm."

"Owner."

Xia Feng pondered for a while, then frowned and said, "Let's move separately and keep communicating."

"But..." Before Storm One could continue, Xia Feng interrupted, "I know, let's go."

"Yes, Master!"

In order to solve the cluster bomb, Xia Feng had no choice but to introduce it into the light boat, let the bomb explode in the light boat, and the light boat was also destroyed.

To be honest, Xia Feng felt a little sorry for the loss of the light boat, but some things cannot be forced. Although he lost an important tool, at least the bomb was suppressed and did not cause harm to too many people.

The fighting over there is still going on, but Xia Feng knows that after several hours of fighting, it doesn't matter whether he wins or loses.

The only thing that worries him is the Zhao family. This family harbors evil intentions. Xiao Ai found out that the person standing behind the Zhao family is the black hand who really promoted the war. Now the two sides are fighting and fighting to the worst extent. What's the trick?

Maybe it's impossible to be sure, but a strong premonition rises in my heart, and this premonition is not good.

"I hope it won't be too bad." Sighing lightly, Xia Feng raised his eyebrows, looked in the direction where the Sword Emperor and other strong men were fighting, and then quickly disappeared in place.

In the direction where Xia Feng was running, Longying was supported by the masters of the council. Fortunately, when he dared to come, he ran into those few remaining soldiers. , is really not an easy task.

"Xia Feng!"

Seeing a black shadow shuttle, Long Ying shouted vigorously, he was not sure if the black shadow was Xia Feng, this roar was also a gamble.

Sure enough, when he heard the roar, the black shadow stopped abruptly. It was naturally Xia Feng. He didn't know Long Ying. On the night when he attacked Qi's family, Long Ying was masked, so naturally he didn't recognize him, and the council master, let alone Got it.

"It's really you!"

"You are?" Xia Feng was wary.

"My name is Longying, do you remember that night in the Qi family?"

Xia Feng must be in awe, and then a brilliant light flashed in his eyes, "It's you!"

"Time is running out. To make a long story short, Su Wei was taken away by the Zhao family. This Zhao family is not simple. There are many masters around you. You must be careful." After speaking, Long Ying smiled wryly again, "The two of us managed to retrieve it. She lost her life, but failed to protect her well."

"Thank you!" Xia Feng pursed his lips. Judging from the injuries on the two of them, they must have gone through a fierce fight and have lost their fighting power at this moment. Even if Su Wei was arrested, it is not their fault.

Longying stepped forward and pressed Xia Feng's shoulder, "In short, the people of the Zhao family will definitely make moves if you have an open mind."

"I know."

"Go!" Longying nodded.

Xia Feng hesitated, "Then you two..."

"Leave us alone, we won't die yet."

"Yeah." Xia Feng didn't show any pretense, he jumped away quickly, and soon disappeared from the sight of the two of them again.

The two Longying looked at each other and sighed at the same time, "Let's go too."

……

The Yanlong Divine Guard and the Black Guards were besieged by a large number of alien masters, and there were not many left. Facing the eyeing enemy, about twenty people stood together unsteadily.

"You guys should have died a long time ago." A master of the foreign race said coldly and raised his hand, but before he could wave his hand down, he found a large number of people around him.

Obviously, this group of people is not their side.

The appearance of this group of people also made Yanlong Shenwei and other [-] people very surprised, but when they saw the other party's clothes clearly, they all laughed wildly.

"That's right, we really can't kill you alien bastards, but our comrades can, our brothers can!"

A total of seven teams, each with more than 20 people, nearly 200 people, surrounded by alien forces from the periphery.

These seven squads are exactly the brothers who have been standing still under the seats of the Dragon King and other seven powerhouses, and they are the strongest force of the Yanlong Divine Guard.

"Kill!" The seven teams rushed from seven directions, without unnecessary nonsense, only one obsession, and wiped out all these alien forces.

After a round of bloody fighting, the foreign forces were also consumed by the front team of Yanlong Shenwei Brothers and Black Guards for a full 300%, but the remaining [-]%, there are nearly [-] people.

So what if there are more of these people, just kill them!

Originally there were eight masters of the eight sects, but now there are only six left. Seeing the people from the seven teams of Yanlong Shenwei rushing from seven directions, the six waved their arms and shouted, "Kill them! "

"kill!"

The six masters took the lead to attack, and the two sides fell into a fight again. If you punch me once, I must punch you twice; if you slash me once, I must stab you twice.

The fight has already become red-eyed, and there is no way to stop, unless one side is completely wiped out, the fight can be terminated.

"No matter how many people there are, it's useless. You are destined to lose, and losing means death." A master of the foreign race knocked them into the air with two palms. Just as he was about to continue the attack, he was stopped by a face with Chinese characters, and he frowned. Looking at the other party, "Just because you want to block me."

With a stiff expression on his face, he stretched out two fingers, "First, whoever loses wins. It's not up to you. Second, I didn't try to stop you."

"It's too late to admit defeat!" The master of the foreign race made a decisive move, very fast, a double punch was like a cannonball, the strength of the eight masters is by no means a trifling matter.

However, his speed is fast, and the speed of Guozilian is also fast. His fists are fierce, and Guozilian's counterattack is not weak at all.

After fighting for more than ten punches, the square face patted his clothes, his eyes suddenly sparkled, and he roared, "I don't want to block you, because I want to kill you!"

The killing is still going on. In terms of the number of Yanlong Divine Guards, the brothers are less than dozens of people from foreign forces, but their fighting power is very strong, and their physical fitness is well preserved. As the strongest force, once it gets ruthless, it is absolutely terrifying.

Perhaps this is the last round of fighting, and in this battle, whoever can stand at the end means who is the winner.

No one knows who wins and who loses, everyone is desperately trying to win, killing the enemy with all their strength.