The closer it gets to this kind of large-scale melee, the easier it is for people to lose their minds, and once the blood is aroused in the heart, fighting will be reckless.

The two gangs rushed together, and they originally had a tacit understanding not to use guns, but at the critical moment of life and death, no one cared so much. In addition to slashing with swords, there were also gunshots and screams.

Li Wanhao and Ren Xiaotian did not forget to train their skills after they became hall masters. Although they are far inferior to Liu Boyang and Zhang Xiangdong, they are still more than enough to deal with ordinary people. Each of them holds two guns and can dodge flexibly.

Dodging the hail of bullets, but taking the initiative to fire, almost all bullets are missed. Every bullet can take away a person's life.

Wan Ziliang and Zhang Xiangdong had returned from studying art in the Northeast. Using guns in a fight was an insult to their abilities. Without saying a word, the two rushed to the first liberation car behind them and pulled out a mace and a rifle from the secret box.

Chiselled silver spears, the soldiers were divided into two groups, facing the hail of bullets, they rushed into the siege like a dragon entering the sea. At first, many people saw these two people coming in to fight with two ancient weapons in a funny manner, and almost laughed out loud, but after seeing

When it came time for them to perform, none of them could laugh anymore.

The speed of these two people is so fast that ordinary people can't hit them with guns, but the weapons in their hands are no joke. Wan Ziliang's mace whips into the wind, and the autumn wind sweeps away fallen leaves.

A large number of people in the circle were thrown out and thrown into the sky. Anyone who was touched by the head of his club would definitely die.

He swiped left and took away a large area, and swung right to take away a large area of ​​​​Qiyi. Soon, with Wan Ziliang as the center, he had become a restricted area. Whoever ran slowly would die.

Even He Xiaobin and Sikong Ling, who were standing behind, were stunned: "This...is this what they learned in Northeast China?"

He Xiaobin gritted his teeth. Wan Ziliang and Zhang Xiangdong were originally inferior to him, but now each of them was much better than him. How could he endure this?

It would be fine to say that Wan Ziliang is unstoppable, but Zhang Xiangdong also shows great power, and his spear appears and disappears, no less than Zhao Ye, who had a million troops on Changban Slope in three directions.

Basically, the surrounding area was no man's land. Now he was stringing five or six people together like candied haws with the tip of a gun. He backed away frantically all the way. He took a step forward and fiercely raised the gun. Six people were disemboweled at the same time.

Broken belly, blood splattered, death extremely brutal

Sikong Ling had already begun to think about retreating. This battle could no longer be fought. If it continues, more than two thousand people would not be enough for others to kill. He said to He Xiaobin: "Didn't you just say you were going to retreat? Why did you suddenly change your mind?"

He saw He Xiaobin looking back from the corner of his eye from time to time, and he also looked back secretly. He immediately found the answer, and he felt happy, and his anxious heart also regained its composure_&&

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The situation on the grass field is already one-sided. The more than two thousand younger brothers brought by Liu Boyang are all elites of the War Soul Hall. They were brought into the mountains by Gao Zhenfei and specially trained. Each one of them has amazing fighting power. Relatively speaking, He Xiaobin's

His subordinates are pretty good, they are just ordinary gangsters or cavaliers. It's okay to bluff when they get together, but how can they be their opponents if they really show their strength?

The so-called defeat was like a mountain. They were killed without any orders from the boss. They lost their courage and retreated in panic. However, Zhanhuntang took advantage of the victory to pursue them and pressed the entire front, killing them until they were completely defeated. Their screams were heard everywhere.

Liu Boyang was not idle at this time. He and Lao Mao had completely subdued Qian Rongzhen. Although Qian Rongzhen could still hold on, it was certain that he would be tortured to death by Liu Boyang. Soon, Qian Rongzhen was like a

He was lying on the ground like a dying toad, gasping for air. The muscles on his body were shrinking, and his blue-black skin gradually turned pale. It was obvious that the time for his "transformation" had come, and the sequelae were that he tired himself out.

He collapsed, he didn't even have the strength to move, he could only wait to be killed.

And at this moment, suddenly a figure flew over from the forest in the distance, and you couldn't see how his toes touched the ground. The whole figure flew over lightly and fluttering, very fast, even ghostly, like teleporting, trying to get ahead of Liu Boyang.

Before Qian Rongzhen was killed with a knife, a top was condensed and blasted out from both palms. A powerful palm wind squeezed the air and hit Liu Boyang in front of him. Liu Boyang was shocked. There was actually a master.

But Liu Boyang's internal boxing was also very proficient. He calmly shouted loudly and punched out two punches. The two punches also blasted out and collided with the wind of the palm. In an instant, the man turned over from mid-air and fell.

Come, and Liu Boyang took five or six steps back before finally stopping. This man's energy and palm wind were stronger than Liu Boyang's. As he fell to the ground, Liu Boyang finally saw the appearance of this man clearly. He actually had a mask on his face.

A ferocious devil mask, and a black robe, hiding both hands

"Who are you?" Liu Boyang shouted

Li Wanhao, with his sharp eyesight and quick hands, raised his two guns and fired two shots at the masked man, but a creepy phenomenon occurred in the next second. The man in black was motionless, but the whole person teleported to the side like a phantom.

After a few minutes, the speed left an afterimage, and both bullets missed.

Li Wanhao's eyes widened. Who is this guy? Is he filming The Matrix?

The masked man's speed was a few points faster than Liu Boyang's real speed. Liu Boyang was frightened. He didn't come if he was unkind. Having such a person helping He Xiaobin would probably be a big trouble in the future.

Liu Boyang shouted: "Old Cat, he is here to save people, kill Qian Rongzhen first."

The old cat woke up from a dream and punched Qian Rongzhen on the ground. However, the masked man once again showed his abnormal power and even rushed to the old cat before the old cat's fist landed on Qian Rongzhen's chest.

In front of him, long sleeves like whips suddenly wrapped around the old cat's fist, draining most of the old cat's thunderous strength. The old cat was furious and pulled his sleeves violently to pull him over, but the masked man was already kicking him with his feet.

Facing the old cat's face, the old cat grabbed the masked man's paw with his backhand, twisted it hard and threw it forward. The masked man was thrown away, but the other sleeve was wrapped around Qian Rongzhen's body.

5), the two of them leave the attack range of the old cat together

"A grown man uses his sleeves as a weapon, are you a pervert?" Old Mao roared angrily, but the purpose of the masked man was very clear, he was here to save Wan Ziliang. Once he got the man, he didn't care about anything, and just a few glances away.

Fleeed towards the back

"Chase" Liu Boyang waved his hand, and the more than 2,000 War Soul Hall boys with minimal casualties immediately chased after He Xiaobin with crazy shouts. The men and horses brought by He Xiaobin had been killed in a mess, and they retreated with crawling ghosts crying and howling.

, but even so, he was killed by the brothers from the War Soul Hall and his blood flowed like a river.

He Xiaobin and Si Kong Ling saw the masked man holding Si Kong Ling's collar with one hand and passing by them, running away. He Xiaobin subconsciously shouted: "Senior Nangong Temple, please save us together."

But the man in black robe and mask turned a deaf ear and disappeared into the woods behind after a while.

He Xiaobin was angry and angry. He felt like he had been slapped hard in the face. He felt a surge of hatred and resentment in his heart again. He turned to look at Liu Boyang who was charging towards him with murderous intent. Knowing that he couldn't run away, he immediately pretended to be calm.

He shouted: "Liu Boyang, stop, if you don't want Zhao Jiayi and Xiao Xueting to die in an ugly way, then stop immediately."

Liu Boyang's furious eyes immediately regained some sense, his brows furrowed, and he said coldly: "What did you say?"
Chapter completed!