"when!"

After the weapons of both sides were in contact, a crisp sound.

Shen Hong's sleeves took three steps after the corner of the mouth, and then recovered as calm.

Xiong Tianjun, who was in the air, jumped back in two steps.

He felt that his attack just now was pushed back by a powerful and abundant force.

The power of Shen Hong's sleeves overbearing also shocked the veins of his tiger mouth slightly numb.

"It seems I really look at you."

"Hahaha!"

Xiong Tianjun laughed loudly, then his body was vertical, and he shot into Shen Hong's sleeves: "War!"

Shen Hong's sleeves did not give back, and there was a hard touch again.

In the face of strong opponents, the stimulus of life hanging a line allows the blood in the chest cavity to completely boil.

The body is getting more and more excited.

This kind of excitement and boiling, and the sober mind forms two very different feelings.

This made both of them feel that their war will growl.

Neither of them used guns. Shen Hong's sleeves were worried about the sound of gunfire. Xiong Tianhong ran away immediately.

Xiong Tianjun was also worried about the sound of gunfire, led the black elephant alliance, and lost the opportunity to kill Shen Hong's sleeves.

"Dangdang!"

After a few rounds, the two quickly pulled closer again.

Shen Hong's sleeve first made a person, and the dagger cut out.

Xiong Tianjun was rushing, holding the army with both hands, blocked directly, and blocked Shen Hong's sleeve attack.

Then he put his left hand with his left hand, pointing to the heart of Shen Hong's sleeves.

Shen Hong's sleeves lifted the elbow and sealed the other party's fists.

Then the two manpower spit out, and separated.

After four or five steps for each, the two rushed to each other again.

"Dangdang-"

At the same time, the weapon waved, the faster the war, the more brave than the war, the carpet and the tiles under the feet continued to break.

The two figures are constantly dividing and combining in the lobby, showing each other's sharp and powerful.

It is just that Xiong Tianjun's combat experience and strength have always been higher than those who are not afraid of death.

He looked at a empty gear, and he shot the red sleeve and abdomen in one palm.

Shen Hong's sleeves groaned, fell like a broken kite.

On the way, she spit out a blood ...
Chapter completed!