The scene was extremely anxious. All three people in the valley understood that once they let go, they would most likely die here.

Shang Yang grabbed the dog's blade.

Wuchang grabbed Shang Yang's blade.

But the scene was not anxious. Shang Yang was like both hands being restrained, while the other party, Wuchang had one hand and the dog had one hand.

"Fool!"

Wuchang suddenly became extremely nervous. The longer the time, the more he felt the momentum of this fool. He not only wanted to kill people, but also wanted to have his own life at all. He could not see any fear in these eyes. He seemed to be a ghost and wanted to die with you. He was extremely anxious.

At the same time, he waved his left fist and rushed straight to Shang Yang's face and smashed it down.

"Swish..."

Shang Yang stared at him, and when he saw his fist hit, he quickly tilted his head to avoid it.

One fact has to be admitted is that, but capital gathers to a certain extent, enough to destroy any person, an industry, or even a region.

If it were two years ago, Wuchang faced Shang Yang, even with Shang Yang's peak strength, he could fight in less than three rounds. However, since he entered the city and entered Feng Xuanyin's sight, he could just take money to work, and he didn't need to train hard to work. He didn't need to think about how exciting the next game would be, and he could give customers a garland...

If you neglect your exercise for a long time, your reputation will become stronger and your strength will become weaker.

"Dare to hide!"

The dog howled bravely for himself, and also imitated the impermanence. He waved his free hand and rushed straight to Shang Yang's head.

"Bang..."

One hit hit.

"Bang..."

The second hit hit.

"Bang...bang bang..."

He swung more than ten punches in a row and hit them all. Shang Yang was hit on his side and was covered in blood and flesh. The eyebrows and cheekbones were all exposed. Blood and sweat gathered into a ball of wet shirt.

The dog was exhausted and panting.

But not only did he not have the pleasure of success, he became more and more frightened, because he could clearly feel that every punch was very strong and he put all his strength into it. But why did he still have the same attitude as if he was nothing, even if his eyes were swollen, he didn't have to close his eyes and fall into a coma?

"You're a fucking animal!"

The dog roared in despair, his voice shook the valley. As he spoke, he swung his arms around and continued to beat Shang Yang.

"Bang bang bang..."

The sound exploded.

But Shang Yang still ignored him and placed his body and mind on the impermanent fist. Even if the head was trembling and trembling, he was too lazy to look at the dog. You must know that the defensive posture of holding his head with both hands can make the "fool fly" who has no room for action to collapse, and can also make the Linshui County boxers cry in pain, "He is a tumbler" with a certain ability to resist hitting. Even if they don't defend, they can make this dog who is just a desperate person after impulse, and will not cause any harm.

He did stare at a wide eyelid and focused most of his energy on Wuchang.

Wuchang is a well-known boxer, the top few. Even though his strength is not worthy of his reputation and his foundation is still there, he is very likely to lose consciousness and die here.

Wuchang punched more than ten punches, and only two more punches were scraped to the side. Anger and sorrow were intertwined, and he was anxious. Although his strength was not as strong as before, his ability to evaluate his strength was still there. If his body was at its peak, could he still avoid his fist?

He had already been beaten to death.

I was so nervous that I was staring at Shang Yang for a while, and felt very uncomfortable!

He roared fiercely: "You use some strength!"

The dog was about to cry without tears, his arm was numb, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I tried hard, but he just couldn't fall down! I didn't do anything..."

The two of them took action one after another, but Shang Yang could not let go of any of them, so he could only passively bear it.

but.

He is not without any advantage.

What he grabbed was Dog's dagger, which could be controlled with five points of force. If I had held the dagger, I might have been pulled out long ago.

Wuchang was holding his weapon, not a dagger, but a bayonet that was dozens of centimeters long. One inch long may not be stronger, but the space for raising it is longer, and the twisting space is even more!

He suddenly grinned, his teeth were covered with blood, staring at Wuchang and laughing. Wuchang, who was smiling, felt like he saw a ghost, his body became colder, and a bad premonition flashed in his heart, but before he could react, he could sense an unbearable stinging pain coming from his hands.

Shang Yang's hand no longer sticks to twitching forward and backwards, but presses his wrist downwards, pointing the tip of the knife to the ground, lifting it upwards, and the wound becomes deeper and deeper, and it has touched the bones, but it can go downwards, and the body will be pressed down.

dilemma!

He hated himself, how great would it be if he didn't give up and kept exercising?

It's his turn to laugh at him.

"Brother...Brother... This guy is a fool, he just can't fall back, what should I do!"

While waving his fist, he questioned wildly that he was indeed going crazy. Seeing Shang Yang getting beaten up, he stared at Wuchang and smiled, trying to find a place to urinate and relieve the weirdness, but he would not come back after urinating.

He wants to run.

At least there is still a glimmer of hope. If you continue like this, you will be exhausted if you don’t knock this fool down.

As soon as I ran through my heart, I began to think downward along this line of thought.

But he hadn't waited to think about it.

Yu Guangzhong found that the shadow standing beside him was gone!

Wuchang is much more decisive than him. Those who accomplish great things must be ruthless. Seeing that they can't hit, their palms are about to be cut off, and the dog cannot knock him down, so they can only run...

Quickly release the bayonet, turn around and run away.

Gouzi was stunned to see it, looking at the back and said in surprise: "Brother..."

"Puchi!"

As soon as he said a word, Shang Yang's bayonet had already stabbed him and stabbed him upwards. The dog's mechanical fist was unintentionally protecting important parts of the body, but it also became the root cause of his loss of combat effectiveness. The tip of the knife penetrated straight into the armpit, and the force did not diminish. He continued to move upwards until he got stuck in the crack of the bones.

"Ao..."

The dog's screams spread throughout the valley in an instant and echoed for a long time.

The heart-wrenching pain made him subconsciously release the dagger. Shang Yang felt that his other hand was not bound, and he threw away the dagger he had snatched, grabbed the dog's hair and pulled it forward. The powerful force made the dog fall to the ground instantly, with a bang.

Seeing this, Shang Yang showed no mercy and stabbed him straight into the back of his heart.

The dog's conditioned reflex rolls.

"Puchi..."

He stabbed the arm again.

When standing on the snow with your feet, it is difficult to stand firmly by external forces and it is easy to fall. This is also the reason why no one dares to use his feet in the stalemate just now. Once you stand on one leg and fall, it is easy to never get up again.

But at this time the dog had fallen to the ground and had no such concerns.

Looking at Shang Yang above, his legs kept kicking upwards, his eyes were frightened, and he trembled, and he grinned and howled, "Brother...Brother, don't kill me!"

"I was Wuchang trying to kill her. I stopped her. And the clothes were cut open. I didn't touch her at all. She also admired her very much. She also said that she would be my sister after rushing in... If you don't believe me, please ask."

"Brother...wrong, really wrong, just one chance!"

Feeling the spread of death, the dog was silent and became very nervous.

Shang Yang's mouth twitched, his eyes became more and more numb. Seeing his legs kicking over, he raised his dagger and stabbed him.

"Puchi..."

The dagger is inserted into the calf muscles.

"Ao..."

"Brother...Brother! I have a mother..."

Shang Yang pulled out the bayonet and turned around immediately. It was not that he sympathized with the dog, but that there was no need to waste time on this person who could not run far away. He was not in a hurry to deal with him and could not let Wuchang run away.

Run quickly with your legs and chase after Wuchang.

Neither of these two people can be let go. Whenever I think of Chen Yutong's appearance, I wish there was really a skill in cultivating immortals in this world that could allow time to flow back.

All this is not even a dream.

The impermanence in front of him rarely showed panic, and he was indeed panic. He didn't want to know where this guy came from, nor did he need to know. The only thought was to run. It would be better if he ran far away. He just ran two hundred meters and felt that his legs were getting more and more erratic. The previous rushing consumed too much physical strength. In addition, he didn't exercise like this for a long time, and felt that his legs were no longer his own.

Think about it.

Think of it!

I am also a powerful player in the club!

Running and looking back.

But when I turned around again, I found that the silly guy was rushing towards him with his life, holding the bayonet in his hand! His speed did not change at all, like a speeding motorboat with snowflakes splashing behind him.

"There is no one next door... I'm not dead, what a grudge!"

Wuchang gritted his teeth and was also wandering on the verge of collapse. He used all his nerves to control his legs to realize the most important potential in this life and continue to move forward.

Behind him, Shang Yang opened his eyes wide, stared at the back, and ran with all his strength.

The distance is getting closer.
To be continued...