Chapter 1373: Blood battle in the end! (2)

The two of you came to me, completed the first round, it seems to be evenly matched, no one is taking advantage of it, but in fact, the British latitude is a bit down. \\%>__<%\\ If it is not with his superb mysterious figure, he is afraid that he will not be able to pick up the powerful hand of Xi Fuxiong.
What is even more unfavorable is that after this hand, Xi Fuxiong has completely explored the realities of Yingwei, and his confidence has skyrocketed. Then the situation that Yingwei will face will only get worse and worse.
Ying Wei’s heart and soul trembled. Although he tried to suppress it, he still spewed a small amount of blood. His injury was already extremely heavy. He almost lost his fighting power. At this time, he forced his luck and played against a master who was only weaker than himself. The injury will be affected again, and it will definitely increase. The only result is that the last mile of the British latitude will be exhausted. At this time, the British latitude is clearly intended to have been desperate.
Seeing Ying Wei vomiting blood, Ye asked the heart as a knife, hurriedly forcibly separated more than 20 people from more than a hundred monks, ordered a four-level monk to lead, at all costs to entangle Xi Fuxiong, to reduce the British latitude Stress while fighting for as much time as possible. And he himself led the rest of the monks and launched a siege on the bird.
Ye Wendao knows very well that it is impossible for Ying Wei to take Xi Fuxiong. In today's World War I, I want to win the game. Only he can fully subdue the birds at the fastest speed, and then concentrate all the power. Take Xi Fuxiong. [
I asked the leaves clearly, and the bird was also clear. Therefore, I saw that Ye Wendao led many experts and pressed against him. He did not rush to counterattack, but directly took the defensive and delayed.
A four-level monk, together with twenty lower-ranking monks of the first and second grades, is so powerful that it is impossible to entangle Xi Fuxiong for too long. As long as he keeps Xi Xuexiong flattening the British latitude, the overall situation will be It will be fixed.
As a master of the seven-level environment, this is really a bit of a chill, but at the moment, this is the most savvy and most energy-saving play.
Sure enough, after the British latitude retreats and replaced the four-level monk with the 20-year-old junior monks, Xi Fuxiong has no scruples at all, and the fists are used together. The firepower is fully open, and the ability of a seven-level monk is fully exerted.
Not a moment, the monks of the Yue Xiu are already in the east, and there is no attack. Under the key attack of Xi Fuxiong, the four-level monk had already suffered from a minor internal injury. At this time, the warriors of these tribes were only supported by the strong willpower and the tenacious belief of protecting their homeland.
"No!" Under the care of Ye Sizhen, seize the time to adjust the rate of the British latitude, see this scene, the immediate eyes are red, this will have to rush.
"No Master!" Ye Sizhen has already discovered that Ying Wei's injury has increased by three points, and then continue to desperately, his life will not be guaranteed, and he will stop Ying Weiwei and persuade.
Ying Wei is not able to listen to one sentence. He even screamed: "Thinking, let's hurry up! Do you want to watch the monks of our month's Xiuzu, so vainly sacrificed? Master is not afraid of death! Even if Master is dead, he must also be married with Laxi Fuxiong!"
"No! I am afraid, I don't want to lose Master, don't!" Ye Sizhen cried on the spot, no matter how struggling Ying Wei, she still held the arm of Ying Wei and refused to let go.
In this blink of an eye, two or three monks of the monk were injured by the wind of Xi Fuxiong. When Ying Wei was in a hurry, he was about to give Ye Sizhen a shock. A powerful arm suddenly pressed. On his shoulder...