The Dragon King is released from prison

The only one who is still capable of fighting is the king.

Long Yi hiding in the cloak.

And the Rakshasas.

The three of them formed a triangle and surrounded the man in the suit.

The man in the suit was seriously injured in the ribs, his right palm was completely pierced, and his body was also covered with many scars from the explosion fragments.

"You two, if you continue to hide your secrets, I don't think we will succeed today."

The master Luosha clenched his fists. His arms were red and blood was oozing out.

"Since everyone wants to accomplish this, I think now is the best opportunity. It will be difficult next time!"

As soon as the Rakshasa master finished speaking, his shirt blew up and then burst into pieces. His upper body muscles bulged in an exaggerated way, like a muscular man.

The Rakshasa master took a deep breath.

This is a secret method that comes from within Rakshasa.

Lift up!

To put it in simple terms, do it in one go!

Use the breath-raising method to mobilize the body's functions to the limit. In this process, every strike is with the strongest force, and every movement is at the fastest speed. The drawback is that the time for breathing is very short, and this breath cannot be released.

It's a bit like the breath a drowning person holds as he rushes to the shore.

The Rakshasa master moved, he stepped on the sand and rushed forward suddenly.

"boom!"

The moment the Rakshasa master rushed out, a big hole appeared in the sand.

During the breathing phase, this Rakshasa master didn't use any techniques, but relied entirely on strength, just like before, punching heavily from top to bottom.

Before, facing the attack from the Rakshasa master, the man in the suit simply used a method of dissipating the force to easily resolve the move.

But now, facing the same attack, but with different levels of strength, even the man in the suit did not dare to be arrogant and counter with one punch!

"boom!"

Amid the smoke and dust, everyone only saw a circle of air waves spreading outward with the man in the suit as the center. The five-meter radius of the ground where the man in the suit was standing was dented in the collision.

The next second, the Rakshasa master who took the initiative to attack punched again.

The man in the suit also greeted him with a fist.

"Boom boom boom!"

This was a head-on clash of complete strength. After continuous bombardment, the Rakshasa master could no longer hold on to the breath he had gathered and let it out.

At this moment, the Rakshasa master was blasted away by the man in the suit.

When the Rakshasa master fell to the ground, everyone saw that his arms were covered in blood and twisted, and were obviously disabled.

Looking at the man in the suit again, he no longer had the composure he had in the previous fight. He was breathing heavily, his arms were also covered in blood, and his legs were trembling slightly. It was obvious that his legs had been under too much pressure in the previous confrontation.

"Right now!" The king rushed out, waving his arms, and countless cold rays of light rushed towards the man in the suit.

"Silver needle!" When Long Yi saw this scene, he didn't wait and flew up to kill him.

When the man in the suit saw the cold light in the sky, his face changed. He rolled forward, picked up the iron whip that had just fallen, and started dancing with it.

The iron whip danced, forming an impenetrable defense net. The silver needles touched the iron whip, splashing sparks.

On this night, the two men confronted each other in the air, with dense red light between them, as if they were two people with super powers.

If the man in the suit was in normal condition, these silver needles would not be able to do anything to him, but the man in the suit has been seriously injured in many places, and both his speed and reaction ability have been greatly reduced.

Several silver needles passed through the iron defense net formed by the swinging of the iron whip and attacked the man in the suit.

The man in the suit could see the silver needles attacking him, but he didn't dare to make any move. Once the iron whip stopped, the remaining dense silver needles would come overwhelmingly and he would not be able to dodge them.

Seeing a silver needle coming, the man in the suit stretched out his pierced palm, grabbed a silver needle steadily, and then swung it out, and the swung silver needle knocked down another flying one.

At the same time, the other silver needles also approached.

"Puff puff!"

Three silver needles entered his body. The silver needles carried a horrible poison, which went up along the meridians of the man in the suit and surged in his body along with his qi and blood.

At this time, Long Yi's attack also arrived, and a soft sword was drawn from his waist.

As he swung the sword, a cold cross appeared from behind the man in the suit, leaving scars on his body.

The man in the suit also staggered two steps because of the attack, causing the airtight iron whip in his hand to stop suddenly.

Without the defense network to block it, the silver needles came in like an overwhelming force.

Long Yi didn't dare to stay and retreated quickly.

The silver needles hit the man in the suit like a rainstorm.

At this moment, the tattered clothes on the man in the suit were torn to pieces at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his entire body seemed to be painted with red paint bit by bit. Soon, blood covered the man in the suit all over.

The man in the suit could only curl up to reduce the area of ​​his injury.

"Go together!"

The king roared at Long Yi. They had already seen the strength of the man in the suit, so they did not dare to be careless even at this time.

The two men stepped forward one after the other.

Just as the king arrived, the curled up man in a suit suddenly jumped up, his fists like dragons, and struck hard.

The king was prepared and grabbed the man in the suit by the arms and pulled him forward.

At this moment, a cold light flashed from top to bottom on the arms of the man in the suit.

"puff!"

Blood spurted out and both arms of the man in the suit were cut off.

Even so, the man in the suit still jumped up and kicked out, hitting the Chinese leader in the chest.

This kick sent the king flying four or five meters away.

The soft sword in Long Yi's hand wrapped around him again. The man in the suit took a step and stepped on the soft sword. Then he kicked out with his other foot, aiming at Long Yi's heart.

Long Yi twisted the hilt of the sword in his hand, and the soft sword that was stepped on was twisted into a knot, and the tip of the sword broke.

Long Yi also took this opportunity to escape, but he was always a step slow and was kicked in the ribs. The terrifying force made Long Yi spit out blood.

However, the king had arrived again at this time, and the broken sword tip bounced up and was held in the king's hand.

A cold light flashed across the neck of the man in the suit. Blood gushed out from his neck. He took a step forward, but suddenly froze there. He opened his mouth, but no sound came out. He wanted to cover the wound on his neck, but he had no arms, so he couldn't do anything.

not.

The man in the suit just looked at the two people in front of him, his eyes widened, and he fell to the ground.

The man in the suit fell down and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Six masters besieged one person.

One died, three were seriously injured, and two others used all their skills together, but they all suffered a lot of injuries.

This is how you deal with a man in a suit!

The big man behind the shadow can live in this world and be superior to others. It is not only because of his so-called identity and background, but also because of the power he controls, which is absolutely terrifying!

The king and Long Yi did not dare to rest for too long. They looked towards the wooden house, which was their target this time. Killing a person behind the shadow would change the whole situation!