Chapter 3239: hide

The thin young man failed with a single shot and did not hesitate. After a few steps back and forth, he said angrily: "Smelly girl, dare to tease me?!"
Luo Di said triumphantly: "You don't have eyes, so blame me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhong Zhou suddenly pulled Luo Di to his side, but it was still a step too late, and a spear pierced through Luo Di's shoulder, stained with a lot of blood.
An old man with a gloomy face called back the spear with a sullen smile: "The little girl is a good mental power, but it's a pity that you can dissolve the attack you can see. What if you can't see it?"
Luo Di's face instantly paled, and the power of that shot not only penetrated his shoulders, but also had a powerful demonic energy haunting the wound, which made it worse.
Not to mention whether you can continue to participate in the battle next time, whether you will die or not are two things here.
"Hahahaha, good job! Brothers, let's go together! Don't be merciful, just kill them!" After the thin young man laughed twice, he waved his hand, invincible in a wide open and closed fist. Luo Di's direction dropped.
Zhang Shu and others didn't know what to do. After all, the number of the other party had more than doubled, and now Luo Di was seriously injured, making it even worse.
In the middle of the week, he quickly scanned the battlefield, and then made a judgment in an instant: "This young man, and the old man with a gun, should be the strongest two."
The thin young man approached in an instant, but Zhou Zhong also appeared in front of Luo Di in an instant, and also slowly handed out a punch.
"Boy, the boxing technique used is like a maiden, I will end your life!" In the young man's fist, there is an indomitable momentum.
The fists of the two touched instantly, and a burst of qi burst between the two.
In the middle of the week, he didn't move, but it was the thin young man with a sudden shock on his face, and the whole figure quickly backed away a few steps.
After pushing the thin young man back with a punch, Zhou Zhong did not leave the place, but slowly said to the other three people: "This person, leave it to me. You don't have to worry about the safety of Luo Di, but you must have someone deal with that. With a gun."
As soon as the voice fell, a figure sprang out from here in the middle of the week, it was the old stone that seemed ordinary and strange.
"This guy, just leave it to me."
At this point, there are still eight masters left on the Thunder Organization side, and on the midweek side, only Zhang Shu and Fang Xue are left.
But even so, the two did not shrink at all, and after looking at each other with a firm gaze, a blue long sword and a broken ruler flashed past, spreading out between the eight. Fighting.
In the middle of the week, he stared at the thin young man, to avoid someone sneaking on Luo Di.
For some reason, the youth who had failed to make a single blow were not eager to launch an offensive, as if they were thinking about something.
"Sorry... Am I dragging you back again?" Luo Di's soft voice sounded behind Zhou Zhong.
In the middle of the week, he didn't look back, but said indifferently: "At this time, don't talk about some of these, hurry up and heal your injuries. This battle... I am afraid it will not be easy."
Taking advantage of the time he spoke, he looked at the situation on the battlefield again in the middle of the week.
Lao Shi and the old man with the gun were already out of touch, and the entire tunnel seemed to tremble slightly with the fight between the two.
It's hard to tell the difference for a while.
On the other side, Zhang Shu and Fang Xue didn't even fall into the wind. Perhaps because of the narrow terrain, the eight people obviously didn't dare to let go of their hands and feet completely.
But there is another more important reason, that is, Zhang Shu and Fang Xue both have an aura of desperate death.
Even if you die, you have to put on a few backs!
On the other hand, the eight people were afraid of their heads and tails and retreated steadily. Zhang Shu and the two even wanted to gain the upper hand.
At this time, Luo Di behind Zhou Zhong said with some self-blame: "If it weren't for me, with your strength, you would definitely be able to completely change the situation! Otherwise..."
Before Luo Di had finished speaking, Zhou Zhong had already interrupted: "Your life is as important as ours, so stop talking about it."
In fact, the reason why he didn't make a move was because he wanted to protect Luo Di's safety while paying attention to the actions of the thin young man opposite.
There is an equally important reason.
He did not see the man in black who sent him the letter.
A guy who can quietly appear in his courtyard, why didn't he appear here?
If that person does not show up, there is no way to calm down in the middle of the week.
So what he has to do now is not to change the situation, but... to hide his strength!
The situation on the court is changing rapidly, and Zhang Shu and two of them are already exhausted before half a time. They can only rely on the occasional breathing opportunities to accumulate some strength. After all, no one can last for long with such full effort. Go down.
But the eight opponents were obviously not feeling well, their breaths were not stable, and they were obviously on the verge of collapse.
The battle between Lao Shi and the old man with the gun gradually came to an end.
Both of them were covered with blood, which was extremely tragic.
Just when he was a little uncomfortable in the middle of the week and wanted to join the battle, he found that the thin young man on the opposite side was looking at him jokingly.
It's as if they are confident that they have eaten their party.
Zhou Zhong squinted his eyes and said, "You have been watching the show before, so you should have left some cards? Don't you plan to shine?"
After finishing speaking, Zhou Zhong also hooked his finger at the young man and made an extremely provocative action.
"Or, are you scared?"
As the last words fell, the youth's eyes were instantly filled with anger.
"Boy, if you want to die, then I will fulfill you!"
The thin young man suddenly began to punch his chest, looking at the middle of the week is a bit speechless.
Isn't it? Just a provocation, can't you even fight yourself?
But immediately, anomalies occurred.
The thin young man spit out a mouthful of golden blood, but his vitality rose instead! A phantom suddenly appeared behind him.
As he hit his chest with punch after punch, his aura rose steadily, and the virtual image became clearer and clearer.
Until this time, the middle of the week finally understood that it should be a secret technique for forcibly raising the cultivation base at the expense of life essence.
Finally, when the virtual image behind the youth was about to condense into substance, he stepped out suddenly, and the entire underground passage shook.
"It's enough for you to die under my fist!"
Zhou Zhong squinted his eyes, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised: "It's interesting, I want to know, is your punch hard enough?"
The two disappeared in place almost at the same time, and the figure appeared in the next second, and they exchanged punches again!