A damn pickled thing, obviously a defeated person from his subordinates, dares to seek revenge with him again. This time, not only will he kill his subordinates, but his leader also needs to be killed.

Wang Tiezi, who was furious, roared and rushed towards Ma Lin, who was brave enough to move forward. Ma Lin was prepared for a long time when he heard the movement. He also roared and he rushed forward without any hesitation. Before the two men's bodies were approaching, the iron fists they swung instantly collided with each other and made a muffled sound.

After the two fists, Wang Tiezi's upper half, like an iron tower, did not move at all, but one foot took a step back. Ma Lin was relatively inferior. He shook his body and took two steps back to stabilize the momentum.

In the primary confrontation, it was obviously Wang Tiezi who was better in strength. Wang Tiezi also used the punch just now to test his opponent's level and was below him, and there was no rapid progress. He sneered. Although he didn't know where the opponent got the courage to come and stroke the tiger's beard again, he met him on a narrow road and could not allow the other party to have a chance to breathe.

He roared, and was unreasonable and approached, and reached out to grab Ma Lin's arm. Ma Lin had just punched Wang Tiezi, but the force on his hand had not yet recovered completely. Now he saw the opponent pounced over again, and dared not touch him head-on. He dodged sideways, protected his chest with both hands, and used defense instead of attacking.

When Wang Tiezi saw Ma Lin retreating, his face became more and more ferocious. Now the battle in the field was in a deadlock. His men and horses should not be attacked by these despicable villains, and they must fight quickly and quickly. He shouted loudly, the murderous intent in his eyes was prominent, and the momentum on his body suddenly surged, just like a beast that was about to choose people to eat, and he grabbed Ma Lin again.

Before Ma Lin faced Wang Tiezi, Yan Xing had already secretly told him that he would just tangle Wang Tiezi for a while first, and Yan Xing would come to solve this difficult enemy later. Ma Lin saw that Wang Tiezi's murderous aura soared, and knew that the other party had become murderous, so he immediately became angry and sank the dantian and set up a good attitude, not seeking merit, but seeking no mistakes, and dealing with him when he saw the moves, but he just didn't fight with Wang Tiezi head-on, and just fought with him through flexible movements.

Wang Tiezi had fought with Ma Lin before, and knew how much he had. He was trying to keep his strength at the same time, but he only had a slight advantage in terms of his skills. Now the opponent is trying to counterattack him, but he is unwilling to fight him head-on. It is obvious that he wants to entangle him and create opportunities for others to defeat his subordinates. The more he fights, the more anxious he feels. The feeling of being targeted by the enemy before is indeed not a vain imagination. The more he makes moves, the more flaws he has made. Fortunately, Ma Lin, who has suffered his losses, does not dare to attack him rashly, and the two sides have barely fought a draw.

Yan Xing did not go directly to support Ma Lin, of course, had other plans. Wang Tiezi was domineering and defeating this target could help strengthen his friendship with other people in the camp. However, blindly attacking and taking down Wang Tiezi and fighting with others for food was completely unworthy of the loss. Yan Xing was unwilling to do such stupid things as taking away the fire.

So before joining the battle group, he divided his subordinates into three parts, with Ma Lin taking part to aid other prisoners, while Gan Ling and Gan Ling took the others to grab wheat cakes and porridge. Taking advantage of the chaos on the field, Yan Xing and Gan Ling rushed to the front all at once, and swept out an empty passage in a few moments, asking the people from one side to get the food first.

Yan Xing's men were all very fast. Each of them drank a bowl of porridge on the spot. After they got the wheat cakes in line, they were divided into two groups again. One group was brought by Gan Ling and the food first, and the other group was brought by Yan Xing to support Ma Lin, who was struggling to support him.

Ma Lin only defended but did not attack, and after a long time, he was at a disadvantage. Wang Tiezi was also angry at this time. Regardless of the situation, he became increasingly unfavorable to his side, and vowed to take down Ma Lin, a messenger that ruined his good situation.

"middle!"

Wang Tiezi, who was close to Ma Lin, roared loudly, and the iron fist blasted towards Ma Lin's temple with a strong wind. Ma Lin, who was too close to dodging, had to stretch out his palm to block it.

"Bang--" After a muffled sound, the two men separated again. Wang Tiezi smiled grimly, Ma Lin's body shook, spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face was pale in an instant. Although he blocked Wang Tiezi's killing move just now, the punch Wang Tiezi later was exhausted, and he could not block it and was hit in the chest.

Although Tiezi, the champion of this punch, had not waited to recover all his strength before he could hit the chest, Ma Lin, who was hit in the chest, felt that the blood in his chest instantly boiled and his brain was dizzy. After spitting out a mouthful of blood, there was still blood rushing up in his throat. This Wang Tiezi's strength is really hard to beat!

Wang Tiezi curled his mouth and it was time for the stool to fall on his hand and break it. He took a deep breath and rushed over with a big step to end Ma Lin's life with one punch.

"Swoosh--" Wang Tiezi, who was rushing halfway, suddenly tightened his scalp. When he heard the sound, he also caught a piece of broken wood flying towards him. He was now without iron, and being stabbed by the sharp broken wood's mouth was not a good thing. Such inconspicuous skin trauma can often kill a strong man in the captive camp.

"Who?" Wang Tiezi roared again, stopped and waved his hand and punched Duan Mu away. While he stopped, he also saw the person who was sneaking into him. A young man with the same burly figure stood not far away and looked at him calmly. Although he had not taken action, Wang Tiezi, who stepped out of the sea of ​​blood, still felt an oncoming momentum, and this momentum was stronger than all the opponents in the field.

"Who are you?" Wang Tiezi looked at the other party vigilantly and shouted. This person looked a little familiar, as if he had shown his face in the coalition. However, when the coalition was in its prime, there were 70,000 to 80,000 people, and hundreds of famous generals and officials. Wang Tiezi couldn't remember who the person in front of him was. He could only resist the other party's straight momentum and wait for the other party's answer.

Yan Xing had already seen Wang Tiezi's martial arts power. He was indeed a top-notch figure in the warrior-like coalition, but he was too arrogant and the interests of defeating him were far higher than conquering him. Yan Xing didn't want to talk to him at all, and he also stepped forward and attacked Wang Tiezi directly from the front.

Seeing that the other party underestimated the enemy so much, he ignored him and did not take him seriously at all. Wang Tiezi, who was already angry, became angry again, and his original vigilance was gone. When he was dominating the battlefield, he didn't know where this junior was, but now he was ignored by others. It was really hateful!

Wang Tiezi howled, and his tower-like body rushed over. He swung his iron fist again, trying to use his strength to knock the opponent down. Unexpectedly, as soon as the two sides fought, the opponent's palm penetrated into the gap between his fists, turned palms into grabs, and directly grabbed Wang Tiezi's wrist and stopped Wang Tiezi's punch.

Wang Tiezi snorted coldly, and his whole body burst out with strength. He wanted to break away from the other party's iron claws. Unexpectedly, his strength came into the other party's hand and was like encountering a rock, without any effect. On the contrary, a powerful force bounced back from his wrist.
Chapter completed!