“Shhh!”

When the dull shock sounded like a soin in a corner of the island forest, a flock of birds in the forest seemed to be awakened, with a loud crowing and clear wings flapping, and flying into the sky in shock.

In the forest, the sudden kick in the square fell heavily on the body of the clear road, which provoked such a dull shock.

However, this shot did not fall into a solid.

At the same time, the claspering small road raised his hands, put his hands in front of him, and blocked the sudden blow in the square.

However, the powerful force carried on the kick was firmly endured by the embroidered path.

At present, the whole person of the gargoyle road was like being kicked off, flying up, falling on the ground, and immediately rolling out.

However, even if this becomes the case, the brooding path is still not too confused.

In the moment of landing, the garlic path Qinglong almost out of instinct to take the fall method, a few rolls between the force to completely resolve, until the stop, is no longer rolling on the ground posture, but down to the mood, one hand on the ground, one kneeling.

Even if the attack in the square reaches the extreme, the tanglu Qinglong is still not hit.

It can be seen that the small road Qinglong really has experience in martial arts.

This wave of attack and defense has not caused any impact on the clear-up road.

If the attack stops...

“Oh, hey!”

The movement of the earth being trampled again sounded.

Only to see that the side of the kicked foot at the same time, it is not at all the dull, to smooth to make people feel like the action of art, like the arrows from the string, suddenly forward.

The speed is amazing.

“...!?

The small road Qinglong reacted in an instant, and did not want to think about it, and rolled directly to the side.

“Heck...!”

In the sharp sound of the wind, the wind-like kick almost wiped the cheeks of the embroidered path and fell into the air.

The clawed path can even feel the strong wind whistling from the side of his cheek, as well as the earthy smell of the soles of the feet.

Only this feeling, Embroidery Road Qinglong will understand.

In the past, I’m not having fun with myself.

If you really bear his attack, his best downstairs are to lie on the ground and not get up for half a day.

If you do not fight back, the ultimate injury is definitely yourself.

Understand this, the road to clear up has no choice.

Only fight back.

So...

“Oh hey!”

Just in the shading road to avoid the side of the thorny kick, roll to the side, the moment to get up, the small road clear body will be steeply tight, a step on the ground, to maintain the kick posture in the direction of the square.

The target of the shiny road is the leg in the square.

For the leg that has not been recovered, the embroidered path is upright, and the hands are like snakes, and they are holding it up hard.

This is not an act that has been taken without thought.

The action used by the clasper breeze is not just a simple holding up, but a hanging technique for the weakness of the knee joint, calf ligament and ankle.

Being caught by such a trick, there are only two consequences.

Or broken bones, ligaments, or ankles.

Or be removed from the foot of all force, hard thrown out.

The action taken by the road is the latter.

After removing the force on the leg, the clawed path is clear even if it is ready to reverse the body, and with the help of the force poured from the waist, throw the square out.

Unfortunately, Yi Xiaolu Qinglong does not know how dangerous this behavior he has taken.

Because, while hanging the legs in the square, the brooding path is close to the distance, and exposes his back to the square.

"How dare you turn your back on me in the war, and if I had a knife in my hand, you would have died."

The voice fell.

“Ow!”

A shock came from the back of the dynaucher path, flying it out without mercy.

“The huh...”

The gargoyle wanted to take the fall method again, but this time it was too late.

Fang Li seemed to have chosen the direction, so that a tree appeared on the track of the clear path of the Yanglong.

“The bang!”

In the sound of the loud impact, the back of the clear road hit the trunk of the tree, followed the trunk, and sat on the ground.

“Shut up, call...”

This blow seems to take away a lot of physical strength of the embroidery path, so that the air in his lungs is drained out, and the breathing becomes a little urgent.

If the Fang Li wants to continue to pursue, it only needs to rush up again, make up a note, and the futon path will fall down, right?

But this time, the party did not continue to pursue.

"It's good to stick to a few rounds without using my weapons, even if there are not many in my hometown."

Fang Li photographed the soil and leaves on the sportswear, as after a not-so-pleasant movement, he said so unappealingly.

The road to Qinglong calmed down on the spot, propped up the trunk, and stood up.

“Don’t you think it’s too much to attack your partner suddenly?”

The road is protesting.

Just the face is the same as before, there is no change.

In this regard, the party is only a word back.

"It's just the level of play, it's really going to attack you, and by the time you realize you're being attacked, you've already been lying down."

After all, although the attack in Fangli is extremely abrupt, it does not aim at the key of the clear road, and it is not full of effort.

But that is enough.

Even if it’s just a few tricks, Fang still confirms.

“Certainly, the road.”

Fang Li looked straight at Fang Liang and said so lightly.

“You came out of that room, didn’t you?”

This sentence clearly passed into the ears of the clear-eyed road.

The light of the road held for the first time.

There has always been no fluctuation in the eyes, and there is an insatiable wave.

“Why...”

Why would you know about this?

"Don't think it's strange."

As if he knew what the garreter was going to ask, he left his mouth.

"If I really want to say it, the room in your memory has nothing to do with me at all."

Leave such a thing, Fang Li turned around, no longer pay attention to the clear road, to the depths of the forest.

Only the road remained, and the back of the square was closely watched.

“He’s got to do that room...”

There is no way to hear it.

However, the shiny road also knows that Fang will not say anything more.

There is only one thing to remember.

That is, their own path has been clearly seen by others.

“Seven Nights...”

There was something in the head of the shiny road.

“Is it...”

The memory was opened, so that the glare road was as if he had thought of something, and closed his eyes.

When he opened it again, the eyes of the road were calm again.

Then the path of the clatter silently followed.

What happened here, no one knows.

But Fangli and the embroidered road Qinglong two people's cognition of each other, but here, there is a twist.