Chapter 143 Enemies gathered  (2)

Almost all the slaves cheered for victory.

However, the incredible scene suddenly shocked everyone's eyes.

Yang Dashuan's fist directly passed through Xiang Shuai's head and floated in the air. Xiang Shuai's body was rippling like ripples on the river. At first, it was just a slight shaking. In a breath, Xiang Shuai disappeared directly under the eyes of everyone, like a ghost.

However, before everyone could react, three more phantoms rushed up at the same time.

The three diagonal positions locked Yang Dashuan's direction, and the phantom's movements were almost the same. In the air, a whip leg kicked out sideways and headed straight for Yang Dashuan's forehead. Although it was just a afterimage, Yang Dashuan could not ignore it. Once he was negligent, these shadows used to confuse him would become fatal killing moves in the next moment.

Faced with attacks from three directions at the same time, Yang Dashuan kicked the ground suddenly. After a cloud of dust was raised, the shadow on the right disappeared immediately.

Yang Dashuan rolled on the spot, although his posture was quite indecent, but he avoided the attack very beautifully.

Two phantoms that kicked the back whip leg in the air disappeared quietly.

However, Xiang Shuai's next attack had already faced Yang Dashuan again as the afterimage disappeared.

Three more phantoms rushed towards them at the same time, just watching them suddenly pick up in a small step, jumping into the air, and pounced towards Yang Dashuan like a carved falcon. After landing, they kicked three times, both upper, middle and lower.

Lao Yang quickly blocked with his hands.

Papa, these three kicks were kicked firmly in the palm of your hand.

After three attacks were blocked, the afterimage disappeared quickly. Yang Dashuan, who was only focused on his eyes, had been surrounded by four afterimages. The four afterimages jumped in the air at the same time, and his whole body seemed to have turned into a crazy spinning top, and his mouth was also shouting similar to the one given by the version of Bulu.

The slaves of Maple Leaf Town and the hunters who passed by could no longer help but be shocked, and they shouted out one after another. Xiang Shuai's fighting skills just now opened everyone's eyes. It turned out that in addition to the dazzling and exaggerated magic, the martial arts of the fighters can also be so exciting and charming.

Only saw Xiang Shuai half-suspended in the air, spinning her legs at an exaggerated frequency.

Almost every time he exerted his legs, he rushed straight to Yang Dashuan's body with a huge suffocation from the air. Every time he exerted his legs, a burst of grass clippings would be raised on the ground. Xiangshuan's legs were almost impossible to tell the left and right. The only thing Yang Dashuan could see was one twisted pit after another on the ground that was traversing and trampling out as the other party turned around.

The weeds that were brushed in unison were trimmed by a blade, revealing a smooth surface.

As the grass flew everywhere, amid the roar of the yelling of Bulu, Xiang Shuai's body had completely stretched out. Her legs, which were swept away like a whirlwind, turned into whirlwinds and legs shadows in the sky, pressing Yang Dashuan step by step. As long as she was kicked, she would probably never have the chance to stand up again.

The hunters clenched their fingers, their eyes full of excitement.

They never thought that the polite Xiangshuai could use such domineering moves, worshiping and admiring all kinds of eyes were cast. They shouted loudly in their hearts, and couldn't help but tremble. They wished that Xiangshuai would knock the barbaric human to the ground in the next moment!

Leren was about to shout, but suddenly felt his hands hurt.

Alice and Joan of Arc grabbed their hands from left to right, and they were also staring at Yang Dashuan with their eyes fixed on them. Their eyes were anxious and full of unconcealed worries. Just as Leren was about to persuade them, suddenly the slaves roared. Leren quickly turned his head and looked over!

The lord in the middle of the clearing ground made an action that made all the slaves' blood boil. He did not retreat but advanced instead. He shook his fists and used his fists and chest to slap Xiang Shuai's chain legs.

Without dodging or maneuvering, compared to Xiang Shuai's extremely strange attack, his lord master chose to stand in place with a fearless but unfair spirit.

Xiang Shuai's fists and feet instantly hit Yang Dashuan's chest like a storm!

No one can see clearly, no one can count the situation in the hurricane with fists and feet.

Everyone was worried about Yang Dashuan.

There was no pain or wail, there was only the collision between fists. The movements of both sides had become intertwined in the eyes of everyone, which was extremely dazzling. If it were not Gao Duan Warriors with superb martial arts, they could not distinguish their movements at all!

Speed ​​is not Yang Dashuan's strengths. With such a fast attack frequency, Lao Yang will definitely suffer a big loss.

Posaya was completely in silence.

She knew very well that even though she had already told the two of them to show mercy, this situation was no longer something that Yang Dashuan and Xiangshuai were able to control. If you don’t show off your skills, you will have no hope of victory at all. Once you take these skills, it means hard work. Xiangshuai is definitely a strong man among the elves, and even the beast elf Capps is not his opponent.

Even a small hill will collapse completely if an attack at such a fast frequency!

And what about Yang Dashuan?

Is his body made of bronze or steel?

The light and shadow of fists and feet in the sky had already enveloped Yang Dashuan, and only Xiang Shuai's shadow was left in the open space. The flying grass clippings gradually rotated around a fixed trajectory on the ground.

"master!"

The big stakeholders were panicked.

Ten breaths of attacks from Xiangshuai, but the breathing frequency of the centaur was not fast. Ten breaths mean that a minute had passed. After so long, Xiangshuai's attack not only did not weaken, but instead became stronger and faster.

Several centaurs looked at each other in a flash, and their faces were suddenly filled with ferocious expressions.

The double-edged axe was held in his hand and was about to rush over.

"What do you want to do?"

The hunters who had been standing opposite were also paying attention to the situation here. With Xiangshusband taking advantage, the soldiers who had passed by were always on guard against the slaves in Maple Leaf Town's rampage. As soon as they started to move, the hunters had already noticed it.

The black panther under his crotch suddenly leaned down, and the move that was about to pounce forward had already been completed.

"Stop!" Posaya hurriedly stopped the impulsive hunters.

Leren also hurriedly scolded these slaves who were ready to move.

Isn’t this a rush to put it on the shelves?

Although Yang Dashuan and Xiangshuai fought fiercely, they were indeed not in a state of undying. If their subordinates also started to take action, the situation would suddenly become worse.

"Don't admit defeat?"

Xiang Shuai's roar suddenly burst out from the open space.

Everyone turned their attention to the field.

No answer!

Yang Dashuan may seem careless, but now that he has reached this point, he will never give up.

Only die while standing, not live while kneeling!

This is what Yang Dashuan has been teaching slaves. No matter how he says he can't break the rules he set!

Just as everyone was focusing their eyes on the scene, Xiang Shuai suddenly flew backwards, and the phantom that had been shrouding Yang Dashuan disappeared instantly.

Yang Dashuan's eyes were still firm and unyielding. His body was like the peak of Kemesl, so upright in the eyes of slaves. If he had seen such a firm figure, no one would think that he would fall down easily.

"You are the first person to break my Afterimage Fist!" Xiang Shuai landed on the ground, her steps were floating, and she almost sat down on the ground.

Although Xiang Shuai said it beautifully, anyone could see that his legs, which were trying to stand up straight, were trembling slightly. The pants and boots with exquisite patterns were broken from their naked feet to their thighs, like the crotch steps of the natives in the wasteland. From the broken pants, it could be seen that the blood beads secreted from the pores in Xiang Shuai's legs were covered with blue scars!

On the contrary, Yang Dashuan, who has always been worried and worried about by everyone, looks like a ok person.

"Drink, bah!" Yang Dashuan spitted hard on the ground, and a heavy fishy smell in his throat. He was actually not feeling well. So many fists and feet fell firmly on his chest, and his lower abdomen had already surging blood. Even the arm that had been used to block the opponent's attack before could not lift it up, and his fists were not clenched tightly. The battle with Xiang Shuai unexpectedly became stalemate. "Fuck, I want me to surrender, which garlic are you?"

Typical Yang Dashuan-style answer.

The slaves cheered.

Yang Dashuan smiled, like a performer, bowed to everyone with his hands, and looked proud. "Just your trick, I can even break up my no-one."

Xiang Shuai smiled coldly, not knowing whether it was contempt or ridicule.

He gently twisted his already sore feet naked in place and looked at Yang Dashuan. "Then now I'm going to start to take serious action!"

Yang Dashuan blinked his eyes and looked at Xiangshuai with his head tilted.

It turns out that this guy hasn't taken any serious action yet!

Are you fooling me, teasing me, or is it true?
Chapter completed!