In a hard-hitting situation, Ye Qiu was on the defensive, and he was injured in front, so he could only get thirty percent of his strength; Duanmu is on the offensive, his momentum is getting fuller and fuller, and he is ten percent of his physical strength. One is strong and the other is weak, and the knife in his hand flies away. It slashed through the air and nailed straight to the wooden door beside it, the exposed hilt humming and trembling.

It's slow to say, but in fact, when you fight, you come and go, fast and unusual, from the moment you start fighting. It was only a dozen or twenty seconds before and after, and Ye Qiu yelled: "! "Xiang Xiang pulled the onion on dry land, and he was able to avoid a new wave of attacks from Duanmu in the middle of the jump, but his right shoulder was stabbed, and basically he didn't use any strength, which seriously affected his balance, and he didn't stand neatly enough, and his chest was cut with blood.

This was an embarrassing situation that had never been encountered outside in the past few months, with the fighting skills of Fan Entering the Holy Land, Ye Qiu dodged several attacks on the vital point, supported it for a minute, and finally seized the opportunity and smashed Duanmu's right armpit with a punch. This punch has been accumulated for a long time, with resentment, ten percent of the strength, you can faintly hear the explosion of the air, the fist is everywhere, the leather coat has broken a big hole, the armpit hair and threads are flying, and the flesh and blood are the same color.

Half of Duanmu's body was paralyzed, he almost vomited out his lungs, swung his knife and flipped it back, and at the same time squatted down, his posture changed very quickly, and he came to sweep the hall. This is the Tan leg technique of the North School of the rivers and lakes, practiced to the extreme, and can sweep off small trees.

Ye Qiudi's shin was almost broken under the fierce blow of the sweeping leg, lost his direction, turned into a rolling gourd, and flipped to the side of the boatwood tea table where he was still sitting and drinking tea just now.

Duanmu regained the initiative, moved his right hand vigorously, and once again pounced towards Ye Qiu on the ground.

Ye Qiu suffered a little loss today, but he didn't expect that the Duanmu in front of him would be so good at reaching out. However, at this moment, Duanmu was also very shocked in his heart, and he had already collected his contempt for Ye Qiu, and even admired the young opponent in front of him.

There are really not many people who can hold out under him for so long. And Ye Qiu has already fought with him for more than 20 moves. This kind of strength is close to the strength of the small leader of the mercenary.

At this time, Duanmu attacked, Ye Qiu jumped up violently and smashed Duanmu into the cheek with a punch. His personality is so tough, he is at the bottom of the extremely bad situation, and he can still take the initiative to attack, but his strength has been greatly reduced, and he has become the end of a strong crossbow, and he just threw a punch and was kicked down again.

"As long as you admit defeat, that's the end of the day." On the side, Nalan Xiangxiang was still taken aback when she saw that Ye Qiu was so tough. However, the victory or defeat was basically decided in front of her, and Ye Qiu was stabbed in the shoulder again, which could be regarded as avenging her younger brother, but she didn't want to tie the feud too deeply, so she spoke.

Unexpectedly, there was a kind of perseverance in Ye Qiu's personality that did not admit defeat. wanted to fight against the tyrant that day, and was beaten by the tyrant countless times, and he still stood up like a little strong who couldn't be beaten, which shows what kind of indomitable and perseverance there is in his character.

Kicked to the ground by Duanmu for the second time, Ye Qiu got up again. This time, his body shook a little, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said, "It's very good." Fight again. ”

After saying that, he yelled and laid it out again.

This time, he was extremely fast, and a punch swung out towards Duanmu, and just as the two punches were about to hit together, Ye Qiu suddenly bent his knees, squatted down, and then swept his leg directly on Duanmu's calf.

Duanmu didn't prevent Ye Qiu's move, Ye Qiu came prepared, and his calf hurt painfully, and the whole person fell backwards with a bang. And Ye Qiu took advantage of the victory to chase and smashed his fist on the stomach, making Duanmu roar in pain.

But then, Duanmu was a Tan leg and kicked directly at Ye Qiu's shoulder. Ye Qiu had no choice but to retreat, still not dodging, and was swept on his thigh. His body flew up again, and landed heavily on the ground beside him.

This time, not only was he kicked hard, but he also fell very strongly.

Ye Qiu couldn't move softly, and with trembling hands, he took out a pack of crumpled Red River cigarettes in his pocket, took out one and lit it, hehe sneered a few times, spewed out a puff of smoke, and said, "Yes, yes, you are the strongest opponent I have met this year." ”

This kid doesn't know how to admit defeat when he is achieved like this. The temper is quite stubborn. On the side, Nalan Xiangxiang had already put down the coffee cup in her hand, but she didn't say anything to stop the battle between the two. As long as there was no death, she wanted to see the scene of Ye Qiu being beaten.

Lying on the ground, Ye Qiu took a deep breath of cigarette, which reached his lungs, and suddenly felt inexplicably comfortable. And Duanmu was not easy to hit Ye Qiu just now, he leaned against the wall at this time and exhaled heavily.

After resting for a while, Duanmu stepped forward again, and I have to say that Ye Qiu in front of him also made him feel a feeling of meeting his opponent. However, if you are an opponent, you must fight hard, which is the respect for your opponent.

Although Ye Qiu was lying on the ground smoking leisurely, he still held the dagger and plunged it into Ye Qiu's shoulder again.

The bodyguard brought by Nalan Xiangxiang last time was deposed by Ye Qiu's right arm with a shot, and now he can only return to the northeast to recuperate. And that person is really a disciple of his Duanmu cultivation. Today can be regarded as revenge for the foundation.

Is Ye Qiu a fool who is killed with his hands tied?

Seeing the dagger slamming down on his shoulder, he flexed the two fingers of his left hand and flicked it, and the cigarette butt shot out, "popping" on Duanmu's face, and sparks splashed.

Taking advantage of his momentary sluggishness, he hit the crook of the leg of the big foot that stepped on his chest, and in an instant it bounced off the ground and slid away, and in less than a second, the two were two meters apart, coldly facing each other, and it became a confrontation again.

After taking a puff of cigarette and lying on the ground for a while, Ye Qiu felt that he had regained some strength. The wound on his shoulder was still bleeding, but the blood was already flowing slowly and was starting to stagnate.

Duanmu felt sorry for each other, covered his face and praised: "Good ability!" If you admit defeat, I can stop fighting. My disciple's right arm was broken by you, and it was his life. ”

"So you're his master." Ye Qiu sneered. Encountering the most powerful opponent in his life has aroused Ye Qiu's most instinctive battle hope, he slowly took off his coat, sweater, and shirt, and threw out the distance, revealing his scars and tangled muscles, standing proudly in the cold wind, and felt out the part of the cigarette to smooth the bend, squinted his eyes and said: "Go on, as long as I still have a breath, I will wait for you to avenge your disciple." ”

Duanmu sighed slightly and said, "Then you are looking for death." ”

Ye Qiu has never been a character who is willing to suffer, and the biting cold wind has aroused his last bit of explosive power, which is the strength that he only has when his life is threatened and his dignity is trampled on.