Miao Fenglang grabbed the Indian woman's wrist with both hands, like a snake.
Just when the ten fingers were about to exert force, the Indian Po slipped away like a loach.
Then, Yin Po hit Miao Fenglang on the wrist with a backhand punch.
With fists and palms intersecting, Miao Fenglang's breath was stagnant, and he took three steps back, feeling pain in his mouth.
"call!"
Atagu from behind quickly flashed forward and struck India's chest with a majestic punch.
On the Indian side, she tried to move away, but her knee, which was injured by Atagu, was in severe pain.
This made her move half a beat slower.
"Whoosh!"
Inpo took the punch with one hand.
With a bang, Inpo's arms trembled, his chest trembled, and he took a few steps back.
A mouthful of blood almost made me spit it out.
But she didn't pay much attention and knocked off the legs and feet of Miao Fenglang's attack with one palm.
"Bang bang bang!"
The fists and feet kept colliding hard, and there were loud explosions.
Although Miao Fenglang and Atagu attacked fiercely, they were still blocked by Inpo.
Although she injured her arm, her fighting ability was very strong.
Zheng Junqing and Wang Qingwu were both surprised. They didn't expect Yin Po to be so powerful.
Fighting fiercely with dozens of gunmen and martial arts disciples, one arm was injured by Ye Fan, but he was still unstoppable.
No wonder it was able to remain independent and strong despite Temujin's power.
This Shen Qiye indeed has the background to compete for the world.
Ye Fan drank tea casually. The stronger this Indian woman is, the better.
Only in this way will the chips become more important.
He put down the tea cup and reached out to play with the small medicine bottle Zhuo Yiyi left on the table, waiting for the end of this battle.
"Die them all!"
When Miao Fenglang and Atagu were slowing down their attack, Yinpo laughed ferociously and launched a fierce attack.
The fierce murderous intent came out of his eyes, and they were bone-chilling cold.
The next second, her body violently rose up, and then strong winds began to rise.
Inpo's violent momentum was shocking and made everyone in the audience feel pressured.
"It's not that easy to hurt Mr. Ye!"
Miao Fenglang's expression changed drastically, because Yinpo's goal this round was to attack Ye Fan again.
Inpo suffered a loss at the hands of Ye Fan, but was still unwilling to give up.
Moreover, the difficult relationship between Miao Fenglang and Atagu also forced her to take risks and attack Ye Fan again.
Yinpo swept out the fragments and shot at Miao and Fenglang. Then she jumped up and blasted Ye Fan with overwhelming pressure.
"boom!"
Atagu stood in front of Miao Fenglang and blocked all the fragments in an instant.
Then he flicked his backhand, allowing Miao Fenglang to use his strength to get up.
Miao Fenglang's speed once again exceeded the limit, and he was behind Indian Po in the blink of an eye.
He reached out with his hands and grabbed Inpo's shoulders.
Then he swung it violently to stop Inva's attack.
At this moment, Miao Fenglang felt that his hand was not holding a person, but a mountain.
"Bang!"
Inva was so angry that he jumped up in the air and turned around.
The tip of his right foot was in the air for an instant, like a lotus blooming, and he kicked Miao Fenglang hard on the chest.
"Bang, bang, bang—" Miao Fenglang had no time to dodge, so he could only fight with both hands, and was forced to receive more than a dozen flying kicks from his opponent.
His chest felt tight, and a mouthful of blood flowed out.
Seeing that he could not withstand the attack of the Indian Po, Miao Fenglang roared and let the opponent hit his shoulder blade with his kick.
He took the opportunity to punch India in the ribs.
There was a click and one of the ribs was broken.
Yinpo's face showed pain, then she pressed her left foot and kicked Miao Fenglang out.
Miao Fenglang groaned and fell out.
He twisted around and landed next to Atagu. He looked down and saw that his hands were bloody and bloody.
The corner of Miao Fenglang's mouth was twitching, and then he smiled at Atagu: "I'm better than you, I broke one of her ribs..." Atagu snorted: "If I hadn't injured her knee, you would have been exposed long ago.
A few streets away.”
Miao Fenglang raised his head: "Without my antidote, you would have become hardened long ago."
While speaking, Atagu's figure flashed and he rushed towards the buffering Indian.
It was a very direct punch.
Inpo turned over and kicked out. There was a bang and the fists and feet collided.
There was a strong collision, and both of them retreated.
Inpo's breathing became rapid.
Atagu showed a trace of pain on his face.
Atagu cleverly removed most of his strength when resisting, otherwise the Indian's strength would have broken off his legs with one kick.
"The mantis blocks the car!"
However, before Atagu could dodge, Inpo exerted force on his left leg and suddenly rushed forward, raising his whole body straight up.
A powerful and heavy side kick hit Atagu's chest.
Atagu raised his hands in the shape of palms.
"Bang!"
Inpo kicked Atagu's palm hard.
Atagu only felt a burning sensation in his palm, and his entire arm seemed to be numb.
Inva didn't stop at all, and raised his foot with a sneer. This time it was suddenly a split! The rebound of the wall made Atagu's body rush straight towards Inpo's split leg.
Miao Fenglang shouted subconsciously: "Be careful!"
Atagu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly lowered his center of gravity, firmly pressing his feet on the ground.
He completely stabilized his forward body.
Inva's shoes wiped the tip of Attagu's nose.
The sharp tip of the shoe directly scratched Atagu's lip.
Blood gushed out instantly and stained his chest, which was shocking.
Atagu reached out with his right hand and grabbed it with one claw, leaving a scar on Inpo's ankle.
Blood spurted out from the mouth, which was very dazzling.
"Um!"
India's eyes hurt, and she roared angrily. Enduring the pain, she turned her toes and hit Atagu on the shoulder.
To be continued...