"Wow~"
Hong Zhennan suddenly got wise and swept his legs, clearing a small open space three feet in front of him.
A few more consecutive sweeps and kicks, and an open space with a radius of two meters was immediately cleared.
Seeing this, several other people quickly imitated the situation and hurriedly cleared a place for them to stay.
"Haha!!"
Hong Zhennan used his body to adjust his Qi, used his Qi to urge his voice, and deployed his fists.
Although there is not much open space, it has little impact on his strength.
"Hong Quan" is originally a kind of Kung Fu that involves hard bridges and hard horses. When Hong Zhennan practiced Kung Fu, he practiced on a large round table.
But it has a little impact on his wife Hong Meifang.
Her kung fu requires a certain amount of space for her to move around, and then she can attack unexpectedly.
However, the space is now limited, which means that Hong Meifang has to knock down every enemy head-on.
It's not that it can't be done, but compared to the previous fighting methods, this style of fighting consumes physical strength faster.
Women's physical abilities are inherently inferior to those of men.
Even though she had practiced boxing and had some skills, Hong Meifang's physical strength was still inferior to that of Hong Zhennan and others because of her natural physical problems.
Perhaps, this is also Qiu Ying's plan.
First, let Ma Zai's boys consume the physical strength of Hong Zhennan and others.
Then wait for the hard work by yourself!
Hong Zhennan and Luo Zitao were fine, but Zheng Zixuan was really in danger.
Since the cleared space was not large, he could only fight Jia Xinbin in this small area.
If he steps out of the circle and steps on broken glass, it will affect his movement and the speed of his sword.
However, his Bagua Single Sword is originally a sword technique that matches the movement and pace!
Now that his range of movement is limited, it is equivalent to limiting his sword skills.
One's strength cannot be fully exerted.
"What? Isn't it possible??!"
Jia Xinbin grinned cruelly, but the dagger in his hand was always pointed at Zheng Zixuan's vital part.
His attacks were even more vicious and cunning.
"Kengkeng~~"
The metal weapons kept clashing with each other, making cold and sharp sounds.
Zheng Zixuan began to breathe rapidly.
However, his eyes were extremely focused, and he didn't even dare to blink.
Jia Xinbin's offensive just now came like a torrential rain.
If it weren't for his solid foundation in kung fu, he would have become famous by now.
"boom."
After knocking down another person, Luo Zitao approached Hong Zhennan.
His movements were alert, his eyes moving rapidly from side to side.
“Brother Hong, this can’t continue!!”
Hong Zhennan's face was gloomy. Of course he knew that the other party was consuming their energy.
This is a rogue style of play, but also a very effective one.
After all, they are only mortal bodies. Not only will glass shards pierce into their flesh if they step on them, but their physical strength is not unlimited.
If the fight continues like this, even if they clear out all the miscellaneous soldiers, they probably won't have the strength to deal with Qiu Ying! !
"Anan, go on!"
Pang Kaibo suddenly shouted, and then threw the things in his hands over.
Hong Zhennan turned around, kicked down a person who took the opportunity to attack, and then took the things casually.
A quick glance down and a smile on his face.
They are hard rubber shoes.
"Lao Luo, Mei Fang, hold me for five seconds."
The two of them looked at Hong Zhennan after hearing this, and immediately understood what was in his hands.
"Hurry up!" Luo Zitao shouted.
Luo Zitao adjusted his breath, twisted his waist and cut his crotch, opening and closing to explode.
The arms are as dense as rain and as fast as lightning;
The force of the whip is like a bomb.
Hong Meifang's body is as light as a flying crane, and her hands are like poisonous snakes spitting messages, and they are constantly springing.
Hong Zhennan didn't even take off his shoes, he just slipped into his hard rubber shoes.
Well,
A little tight, but doesn't affect movement.
"Sister-in-law, mule, you also have a share!"
Pang Kaibo was carrying several pairs of hard rubber shoes in his hands, which he took off from the fallen man.
Then, with Hong Zhennan protecting them, the two quickly put on their hard rubber shoes, and now their feet were no longer affected.
"But why did you call me a mule?!"
Luo Zitao glared at Pang Kaibo angrily.
"Haha... I'm so stupid. Hahaha, you can also call me Fat Bo. Everyone I know calls me that."
"you……"
Facing Pang Kaibo, Luo Zitao had no choice but to vent his anger on the enemy.
Hong Zhennan glanced at it: "I'm going to help Lao Zheng get rid of the knife first."
As he stood on tiptoe, a steel pipe bounced up and fell into his hand.
Seeing someone coming to help, Zheng Zixuan became even more cautious when he used the sword.
Don't be careless and fail in your final counterattack.
As the old saying goes: Two fists are no match for four.
Not to mention two martial arts masters.
Soon, several red marks appeared on Jia Xinbin's white clothes.
"Drink~~ Yeah!!"
The injured lone wolf's ferocity was even more aroused.
A shrill scream.
Jia Xinbin's next moves were as fast as one move after another.
He wants to trade injuries for injuries, attack with all his strength, and not defend at all.
But facing two people who were on par with him in strength and even had better tricks than him, there was really no room for him to put his ideas into practice.
"clang!"
After Zheng Zixuan held his dagger, he didn't even need to speak.
Following the opportunity, Hong Zhennan hit Jia Xinbin's hind leg with the steel pipe.
There was a "click" sound.
This is the sound of cracking bones.
Jia Xinbin's face suddenly turned pale, and he broke out in a cold sweat.
But he bit his lip and remained silent.
This is a dangerous swordsman!
Hong Zhennan thought: "Don't be careless."
The backhand also broke both of his arms, and then hit him on the neck, causing him to faint.
Then he looked up at Qiu Ying upstairs.
"You're the only one now."
Qiu Ying smiled evilly and said, "Then how much strength do you have left now?"
Hong Zhennan shouldn’t,
"I'll leave it to you downstairs, I'll deal with him."
"Be careful."
Hong Zhennan borrowed strength from the pillar, put his hands on the edge of the second floor, and pushed up with his waist.
"Come on! You and I will fight it out."
Qiu Ying's shoulders shook and made a crackling sound.
He looked at Hong Zhennan sideways, seemingly disdainful, but his fists were already ready.
Hold your chest and move your back, lower your shoulders and lower your elbows, keeping your elbows outside your ribs, and protect your chest with both hands.
"[White Eyebrow Fist], Qiu Ying."
Seeing Qiu Ying protecting his family, he finally looked like a warrior.
Hong Zhennan also stood up and clasped his fists in return: "[Hong Fist], Hong Zhennan."
"Haha!"
The two of them shot almost at the same time, and their arms collided heavily.
"boom!"
"What a strength!"
Qiu Ying stepped high and moved forward and backward quickly, his feet invisible, and he kicked Hong Zhennan's knee.
His hands were tied and he couldn't move. Although Hong Zhennan was frightened, he remained calm.
Turn your waist and twist your body, quickly step onto your back foot and lock it, wrap your knee joint inward, and lock the opponent's ankle and heel with your mind.
But he didn't expect Qiu Ying to change his moves midway and shift his center of gravity to the other foot.
The feet are invisible, and the steps are like plum blossoms.
"Good footwork."
Hong Zhennan's eyes lit up and he secretly praised it in his heart.
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