The Genius

"Hoo

If you don't move like a mountain, if you move like a tiger fighting a rabbit, you will be thunderous.

At a distance of more than ten meters, Mu Xiu and ye Tianlong just took a step, and then two fists collided fiercely, making a dull crackling sound.

A strong and powerful force penetrated into the body, and Mu Xiu's face changed slightly. In the process of flying back, he immediately gathered his strength to fight against that force.

Ye Tianlong also drifted back three meters to cushion the impact of his fist.

Ye Tianlong once thought about using a little red, but he always felt that there were still dangerous factors in the waste factory. Once he did it, he would have no more strength to face the change.

They must be dealing with the enemy in the periphery, so ye Tianlong decided to delay the fight for a little time. He didn't have to be red.

"Boy, there are two sons."

Mu Xiu got a firm foothold and laughed. Then his face sank and he was full of fighting spirit. He lifted his arm and swung it, and a series of brittle noises burst out from his joints.

To Ye Tianlong's surprise, his body seems to expand a little.

"Boom!"

Just when ye Tianlong was surprised, Mu Xiu suddenly slid forward for seven or eight meters, and at the same time, he gave a hard blow.

Ye Tianlong seems to have expected that as soon as he lifted his right hand out of the palm, he sealed the opponent's heavy fist accurately.

A slap sounded, the palm of the fist collided in the air, and the air sank.

Mu Xiu pressed Ye Tianlong like Mount Tai, but ye didn't even step back, so he held his opponent's fist with his right hand.

Mu Xiu burst out laughing, and then he punched again with his left hand.

Ye Tianlong was already on guard. He put his left arm up to block each other's wrists.

"Interesting

Mu Xiu's two successive attacks were not satisfactory, so he stepped back and burst out laughing, and then shot up again to fight again.

Ye Tianlong didn't have much expression, but also his right hand sank to meet muxiu's stormy attack.

Mu Xiu is good at attacking, and ye Tianlong is also good at attacking.

Both of them are unrestrained. They are all domineering. Their fists and feet intersect intensively, and the dull sound of pulling people's hearts becomes one after another.

Each time Mu Xiu attacked, he felt as if the fierce wind was blowing on his face, and he was so frightened that ye Tianlong defused it calmly, which was amazing.

"Ye Tianlong, you are really a good opponent!"

After Mu Xiu's continuous attacks failed, he showed a look of approval on his face. After that, he laughed wildly, showing his domineering and ferocious.

Two arms store strength again, stride out, toe heavy point, body straight hit Ye Tianlong, rock.

Ye Tianlong didn't retreat but advanced. He bowed forward and avoided the bear's embrace that Mu Xiu could crush the viscera.

"Bang bang!"

Then his fists sank and rained down on Mu Xiu's belly, which was full of the artistic conception of Yongchun boxing, faster than lightning.

This series of attacks made Mu Xiu, who had been rushing forward boldly, step backward.

Ye Tianlong, who won the first chance, was so close to Mu Xiu's body that he slipped out his fist like a shadow.

Boxing to the palm, strength through the heart.

Mu Xiu, who had the strength of Ye Tianlong's continuous fists, although he was passive in blocking, he didn't lose his position and retreated step by step.

When he pasted a scrap pile on his back, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his right foot sank suddenly, which made Ye Tianlong's heart thump.

"Boom!"

The next second, the ground collapses again, and ye Tianlong's position sinks. Ye Tianlong's eyelids jump and his center of gravity is unstable.

He immediately withdrew his fist.

At this point, he knew that muxiu was only luring the enemy to bear his own attack.

When ye Tianlong retreated from the gravel and mud, Mu Xiu had already made a point and hit Ye Tianlong's abdomen.

"Bang!"

Ye Tianlong flew out, with a bloodstain flowing from the corner of his mouth.

The two sides separated again.

When ye Tianlong kneaded the pain in his abdomen, Mu Xiu moved his step, put out a short sword in his hand, and stabbed Ye Tianlong's chest quickly:

"Ye Tianlong, pick me up."

Ye Tianlong did not dare the slightest carelessness, a tremor from the face to the eyes, it is the opponent's strong strength.

He quickly retreated four or five steps, then grabbed a saber and drew a half circle to seal his opponent's attack.

Mu Xiu shows a little bit of this, and then with the help of a bullet, he kicks on the waste recycling pile and points his sword at Ye Tianlong's head.

The dagger shakes in the air and points out more than ten times. Each time, castration is faster than before.

"Whoosh, whoosh!"

A series of sword shadows swept out of the air.

Ye Tianlong calmly brandishes his sword and stabs the sword shadow one by one.

Mu Xiu's eyes showed approval again, but his figure did not stop. When the dagger touched the saber, his left hand suddenly snapped.

Taishan is the top of the mountain!

"Hoo

Ye Tianlong didn't dare to touch Mu Xiu carelessly. He deflected to the side to avoid the opponent's attack. His right hand circled and directly attacked his opponent's wrist.Mu Xiu's mouth is smiling. He bends his arm slightly. He just follows Ye Tianlong's palm.

"Bang!"

The two palms meet to make a dull sound.

Ye Tianlong's tiger mouth felt a little sore, even back two steps to suppress the urgent breathing.

Mu Xiu's body was shaking slightly, but he didn't stop. His right wrist was shaking slightly, and his dagger shot two needles at Ye Tianlong's heart.

Such a short distance, but also a short sword launch, defenseless.

When ye Tianlong felt the danger, the silver needle was in front of him. His eyes were cold and he fell back.

Silver needle from ye Tianlong's bowed abdomen, clothes slightly cracked.

"Whoosh!"

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Mu Xiu's toes again point on the waste, like a cheetah, turning up and down to Ye Tianlong.

Ye Tianlong straightened up and was full of fighting spirit.

"One more sword."

There was no sign of Mu Xiu's posture. He followed the dagger and shot it like a long meteor.

This sword feels very slow visually, but in fact it is just a gesture, and it is already in front of Ye Tianlong's eyes.

It's really on Ye Tianlong's thick blade.

"Ding!"

The blade was shaking violently, as if it was too heavy. Ye Tianlong felt a strong rush, as if he had been hit by a huge stone.

As he retreated, he waved his saber and turned it into a net of light.

Mu Xiu took another step forward, but the speed of this empty step was extremely fast, and he felt like shrinking into an inch.

At the same time, Mu Xiu said with a smile: "Ye Tianlong, take me again."

A stab.

Ye Tianlong waved his Sabre and blocked the sword.

"Roar -"

at this moment, there was a roar in Mu Xiu's mouth, and a sound wave spread out in the void.

This roar not only made the waste products around buzzing, but also made Ye Tianlong's mind buzzing, his mind shaking, and his head exploding.

His mind inexplicably thought of the desert island, the fire, the dry well, the little boy, and more clearly captured the whole face of the little boy.

It was himself.

He's eighty-one.

Eighty one is Ye Tianlong.

He is the hero of the desert island dream!

"Bang!"

At this moment, Mu Xiu kicked Ye Tianlong again, and his body vibrated. More than a hundred poisonous needles shot at Ye Tianlong.

It's killing.

Ye Tianlong, who is shocked by Mu Xiu's memory fragments, stays where he is. When he feels the danger, the poisonous needle has covered him.

Ye Tianlong couldn't hide. He didn't hide at all. He just leaned over and raised his arm. He took the poison needle with his back and saber.

"Puff, puff, puff!"

"Dangdang!"

Countless poisonous needles hit Ye Tianlong and his saber, and they fell to the ground. Many of them were shot into his clothes and stabbed at the top of the golden silkworm battle clothes.

Ye Tianlong's body shakes twice, but he doesn't fall down, just doesn't move. He seems to be at the end of a crossbow, standing heavily in the same place.

His upper body, his legs, like a long weed, let people tremble.

"Give you a ride!"

When he saw that ye Tianlong had no resistance, Mu Xiu gave a wild laugh, jumped up and down, and took Ye Tianlong's head with his short sword.

A sword to kill!

The overall situation has been decided!

"Whoosh!"

Just then, with a flash of red light, Mu Xiu stopped all his movements, then fell to the ground with a plop, and fell heavily one meter away from ye Tianlong.

Falling, there is a sharp dagger.

Mu Xiu's eyes protruded, his face muscles twitched, full of fear, doubt and disbelief, and his twisted face was dripping with sweat.

He has a knife in his throat.

A little red.