Xue Jin could see that Duan Feng was determined and stopped himself from saving people.
In this case, I had no choice but to defeat him.
Originally, he was thinking that he had nine boxers and only four on his side.
No matter how you fight, your side has a good chance of winning.
But, I didn't expect such a result.
This huge psychological gap was difficult for him to accept.
To put it bluntly, it was just being slapped in the face naked.
One second ago, I was bragging about how awesome I was.
The next second, he was crushed by the opponent.
"Boom!"
There was another sound of hitting the ground, and Xue Jin saw from the corner of his eye that it was still one of his own.
no!
If you don't take action, it will be too late!
He doesn’t want his people to be wiped out by the other party!
Xue Jin's expression became increasingly gloomy and terrifying, he stamped his right foot and rushed forward quickly.
"Anyone who stands in my way will die!"
"snort!"
Duan Feng snorted coldly, "Let me see what you can do to me?"
Seeing that his opponent was showing no mercy, Duan Feng would not let him break his principles.
That was what Gu Jingze told him, and he had to finish it at all costs.
Although Xue Jin gave him a fierce and vicious feeling, he was not afraid at all.
He has never been afraid of anyone.
Can Lang's name has already defined him.
His methods and moves are in a style that makes people uncomfortable.
Just like the last time we treated Lu Sheng and his group.
To use a Tibetan mastiff to bite people and force them to tell the truth is unbelievable to most people.
Especially when the ferocious Tibetan Mastiff tears people's bodies alive, almost no one can bear it.
So when Lu Sheng and his group saw that scene, they were all so frightened that they peed like urine.
In an instant.
The two of them fought together.
The attack of Xue Jin, the King of Hell, is indeed extremely fierce, and every move kills.
The moment the move is made, it represents the killing intent that will never come back.
Just like the King of Hell judging a person's life and death, life and death are judged with just one stroke of the judge's pen.
Xue Jin's attacks were ruthless and reckless.
Once he gets the upper hand, the opponent will fall into a passive position, making it difficult to parry his attack.
Of course, there are certain risks with such attacks.
Offense is indeed the strongest defense.
But if you encounter a stronger opponent, and at the same time the attack does not achieve very good results.
Then at this time, you will fall into passivity.
After the opponent blocks your attack, a strong counterattack will force your attack to become defense.
And because you attack, you neglect defense.
As long as your opponent seizes the opportunity, he can defeat you.
Wherever Xue Jin's moves passed, the sharp wind cut through everything like a sharp steel knife.
The wind howled.
It makes people shudder!
Duan Feng also felt the terrifying aura during the fight.
The opponent's momentum was really shocking.
But that only gave him a shocking feeling.
But, in fact, these brutal attacks did not cause him any real harm.
Duan Feng still saw every move and dealt with Xue Jin's moves as if it were light weight.
As time passes slowly.
Xue Jin's face became even more ugly because no matter how he attacked, he could not hurt the opponent.
This is where he feels most powerless.
Apart from shock, the only thing left in my heart was nervousness.
He was afraid that if he could not defeat the opponent in a short period of time, it would have the effect of destroying his own team.
While Duan Feng took action to deal with it, he raised the corners of his mouth and looked at him quietly.
"Are you scared? Are you nervous?"
"Haha! You're like this, and you still want to be so arrogant that you want me to die?"
"The arrogant frog in the well!"
Duan Feng moved to avoid Xue Jin's move, quickly seized the opportunity, and broke through his move with one kick.
"Boom!"
A heavy kick hit Xue Jin's fist.
The fist was forced to change the direction of attack.
Before Duan Feng even landed on the ground, he launched a series of spinning kicks and kicked Xue Jin on the chest.
“Ding-deng-deng!”
Xue Jin took four or five steps back in succession. When he stopped, he felt a pain in his chest and a spurt of pus and blood spurted out.
"puff!"
Xue Jin clutched his chest with his right hand, his face pale.
What made him even more desperate was that all nine boxers he brought were knocked to the ground.
Either shivering or trembling, or unconscious.
"Damn it!"
Xue Jin frowned, his heart and soul becoming anxious.
Looking at the injured myself and the defeated boxers, I felt deeply powerless.
The powerful strength of Duan Feng and the special guards made him feel endless pressure.
When Xue Jin met Duan Feng for the first time, he felt that he was not simple, but he still felt that he had a good chance of winning.
But from the perspective of the fight, the opponent was too powerful. He perfectly resolved his attack and was not injured at all. He also defeated himself in a few moves.
Moreover, he also saw that Duan Feng's moves were also very brutal.
That kick almost cost him 70% of his strength.
He could feel his internal organs and must have been severely injured.
The situation was completely beyond his expectation.