1350. Death Game 12
However, the way these three people join forces is a little more troublesome. When their bodies come into contact, the zhenqi in their bodies will all come together in a strange way of operation, running back and forth on the three of them. No matter who makes the move, the total energy of the three of them can be combined. The strength is used to the extreme, very fast. Just as Leng Xuan was thinking about countermeasures, he suddenly heard a burst of cheers, accompanied by a burst of boos. Two voices reached Leng Xuan's ears, and he was immediately startled.
The cheers and boos came from the center of the stadium, which meant that one team must have scored the first goal. He kept in mind the bet made by the man of that age. At that time, he guessed that the result of the game would be a draw, but now the score was 1-0, which made him feel a little uneasy. He could only hope that the other team could catch up with the score. Come up.
However, because of the cheers just now, he was momentarily distracted. The three opponents took advantage of this opportunity and launched a crazy offensive. This time, the three of them swung their iron fists from one direction at the same time, attacking the vital points of Leng Xuan's body. When Leng Xuan came to his senses, his expression changed slightly, and he quickly mobilized his true energy to protect his whole body, and waved his steel fist to resist the opponent's attack.
However, although he defended himself in time, due to his slightly slower reaction, he could only withstand two of the opponent's attacks, and the other punch hit him straight in the back. Suddenly, he felt a sweetness in his throat, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the blood and qi in his body began to churn violently. However, although he was injured, he had good luck. Because the mouthful of blood he spit out just now was in someone's face, the rotation speed of the other three people slowed down slightly.
Although it was only a short moment, Leng Xuan captured it and firmly grasped this opportunity. He ignored the injuries inside his body and swung his steel fist violently, concentrating all his strength and striking out with a ferocious momentum. As golden light exploded on his steel fist, the bodies of the three opponents quickly backed away from him. After breaking the opponent's triangle formation with one punch, Leng Xuan took a breath, suppressed the surging energy and blood in his body, then locked onto one of the men and rushed away quickly.
In order to prevent the other two people from rushing to the rescue, Leng Xuan pushed his speed to the extreme. In the blink of an eye, he was already close to the mutant man. When the mutated man saw Leng Xuan suddenly appearing in front of him, his expression suddenly changed, and he quickly hit him with his iron fist. However, there was only a flash of afterimage, and Leng Xuan had disappeared from his eyes. When his eyes found Leng Xuan again, Leng Xuan had already come to his side and hit his waist with a punch. The punch was so powerful that a cracking sound was heard inside the mutated man's body. It was obvious that the bones were breaking under the huge attack.
After the move was successful, Leng Xuan did not let the man go easily. He flashed, quickly disappeared from the spot, and moved behind the man again. This time he aimed at the man's spine. The golden light wrapped the steel fist, carrying a strong wind, and hit the mutated man's back hard. Suddenly, the man let out a painful cry, his face instantly turned pale, and then his body swayed and fell to the ground.