Liu San blasted out a whirlwind in the crowd, and the powerful fist energy quickly spread among the guards.

Since their sight was obscured by the raised sand, they had no time to defend, exposing a fatal flaw.

Liu San understands every acupuncture point of a person, and when faced with more powerful enemies than himself, he can only win with skill.

He attacked the guards at their weak spots, using every inch of his strength to kill them.

"Hey!"

Liu San fought harder and harder, taking advantage of the smoke and dust to move very smoothly.

After a while, nearly half of the guards fell down and fell limply to the ground.

If he resisted forcefully, Liu San's fists would actually be like scratching an itch and would have no effect at all. He still needed to make further breakthroughs in his realm.

"It's my turn!"

Lin Fan held back all his strength and swept towards the guards' position:

"The giant vine sweeps across!"

He has more and more move names. The biggest weakness of this group of people in fighting is that they can't remember the names of their own moves, so they will inevitably suffer losses.

However, this also greatly confuses the opponent.

The encirclement was completely wiped out, leaving only an open space. The two of them stood there, feeling that they didn't expend much effort.

Qiu Tian in the distance gently snapped his fingers and said with a charming smile:

"Little tricks!"

"Returning souls and giving souls!"

I saw those who had fallen stood up again in an instant, exuding a purple-black aura, which seemed to look stronger.

"Come on! This is no longer a land city, it's my Qiu Tian's world!"

A ghostly sound wave came out from Qiu Tian. As the sound wave gradually covered everyone, everyone was wrapped in a purple halo, and their internal strength was greatly weakened.

This is his limiting technique: Land of Shura. The disadvantage of this technique is that the caster cannot move during the casting process. Secondly, the limiting aperture does not distinguish between friend and foe.

Qiu Tian maintained a treacherous secret from a far away position.

Lin Fan felt that he was very tired, as if his muscles and bones had been cramped, and he was limp. He waved the vines feebly, and the guards also looked like they wanted to hit him or not. Anyway, the vines didn't hurt at all when they hit him.

He shouted loudly:

"We have to find a way to get out of here, otherwise they will come over and beat us to death with one punch."

Liu San looked anxiously at the guards who continued to move forward, his eyebrows losing expression.

Lin Fan suddenly thought of his previous passive behavior:

"Since I can't beat you, then I'll just survive. If I survive, I will win."

He turned around and ran hard in the direction away from the guards:

"Running God of War!"

He began to become more agile, and the restrictive effect began to disappear. It must be said that this passive effect saved Lin Fan in danger several times, and it can be said to be another golden finger for him.

Looking sideways, Liu San was still moving in his direction with great effort.

We haven't reached the final goal yet, so we have to bring San'er with us!

Lin Fan moved his steps back with difficulty, but leaned forward and loudly signaled to Liu San to pull out his hand.

Looking at the black back of his head, Liu San struggled to grab Lin Fan's hand. Every step he took seemed so heavy, as if filled with lead.

"Grandma, Qiu Tian is still so capable?"

He closed his eyes, just wanting to skip this long struggle...

After about three or two steps, Liu San felt the presence of that hand, and Lin Fan and him were officially linked together.

"Running God of War!"

Lin Fan felt the wind under his legs and dragged Liu San forward quickly until he was close to the boundary of the aperture.

"Hold on! It'll be there soon!"

He silently encouraged himself in his heart that this journey was not long.

With a sense of bloated fatigue, the two of them arrived at the slightly thick circle of light ahead of the guards behind them.

"Run away!"

Lin Fan wanted to rush out directly with Liu San, so he pushed forward with all his strength.

Boom——

The aperture was extremely thick, giving them no chance to escape.

Qiu Tian glanced secretly and let out a strange laugh. He couldn't speak while the technique was being performed, but he wanted to say something in his heart:

"Hahahaha, I didn't expect that you can't come out!"

Since his cultivation level is higher than the two of them, this gap cannot be crossed...

Liu San sat on the ground in despair. His running had drained some of his energy and his body had become limp.

"What's wrong with you, San'er!"

Looking at the incompetent brother next to him, Lin Fan shook him desperately, trying to cheer him up.

It's still useless. This kind of restriction is really fatal to people who cross borders.

Lin Fan also sat on the ground, but at this moment he was more interested in maintaining some physical strength in order to fight to the death with the guards.

It seems that one of them will die today.

Lin Fan closed his eyes, his expression unusually solemn.

But they seem to have forgotten a friend.

"Run, run, run... run, run, run! I'll run!"

Cheng Xinran's legs ran quickly through the forest, accepting his call.

His brows were furrowed, and his face looked like it was filled with frost. The fight just now bought him a lot of time.

Hiding behind a big tree, he observed everything.

Whoosh——

The legs returned to Cheng Xinran's body, and the two bodies quickly joined together and merged into one.

"Strong!"

The long run made his lower body a little tired, so he instilled internal strength to help it recover quickly.

I'll have to adjust it next time...it's really tiring to have to run around like this all the time.

Cheng Xinran wiped off the sweat from running on his leg, looked at it with great care, and murmured:

"Thank you for your hard work, good brother!"

He turned into a white lightning and circled the purple halo, forming a smooth arc.

In this battle, his perspective is the clearest. Although Qiu Tian, ​​the mastermind behind the scenes, is powerful, his weakness is also very obvious, that is, he can only stay on horseback.

Otherwise, why didn't he just rush over and kill Lin Fan and Liu San?

Thinking of this, Cheng Xinran felt that she was indeed a smart person and admired herself very much:

"If heaven had not given birth to me, Cheng Xinran, Dipi City would have been like a long night..."

With a twitching smile, he rushed into the crowd at the front and exploded with a powerful wave of energy:

"Deliberate punch!"

The blessing of mystical arts and fighting skills quickly tore a gap through the crowd, and Qiu Tian's close protection circle was destroyed.

With a hint of a smirk, he concentrated his magic on his right leg.

"Thunderbolt Legs!"

Cheng Xinran is not only a master of dual cultivation, but also a master of naming.

Simple boxing and kicking skills were given many different names by him.

Looking at Cheng Xinran riding a horse in the distance, Lin Fan thought of his childhood:

"If you are lucky enough to have watched The Adventures of Jackie Chan, then in this world Cheng Xinran would be Ah Fu!"

What they have in common is that they all like to give their tricks some random names.
Chapter completed!