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Chapter 591: Blood and Tears

Leng Jie's machete failed to cut the mechanical arm out of traces, but instead cut his machete bluntly.

After failing to get a blow, Leng Jie looked furious: "Damn it, get out of here!" He raised the big knife in his hand and slashed at Liao.

Behind the position where Liao stood is hope for life. If Liao cannot be defeated, it will not be able to open up the door of life and death. The team of more than 100 people will be completely explained here. Leng Jie does not believe in evil, nor does he believe that the robotic arm in Liao's hand will

More solid than the machete in your hand?!

But the facts eventually made Leng Jie cold from head to toe.

His knife slashed Liao, splashing brilliant sparks, but it did not let Liao retreat. Liao blocked Leng Jie's machete like a tiger down the mountain, and kicked Leng Jie's stomach. Leng Jie groaned.

The man and the knife flew up, and his huge body flew back and overwhelmed a group of people. The knife turned around in the air and fell to Liao's direction. However, Liao's eyes burst into cold light, and he suddenly found the direction where the knife fell and kicked.

"Touch!" With a loud bang, sparks could be clearly seen in the air.

The tip of the knife collided violently with Liao's thighs. The thighs were fine, but the solid steel knife was kicked in half and scattered, falling to the ground with two "bangs". This skill of shocking the gods and sobbing ghosts shocked the whole audience

.Even Leng Jie was shocked by Liao's move.

Is human power so powerful? In Leng Jie's mind, there are only a handful of people who are stronger than Liao.

Kicking the steel knife with his feet, Liao did not feel any discomfort. He slowly approached Leng Jie and his group without deliberately pretending to behave. However, at this moment, Leng Jie, Zhang Ke and others could still feel it from Liao.

A chill from the depths of the soul.

Like the sky, like the earth, like the vast ocean, like the sea. The so-called strong people are probably like this.

Everyone could feel the oppression that Liao brought to him, which actually aroused Leng Jie's ferocity. Leng Jie pushed away his brother to protect him, picked up a machete again, and shouted:

"kill!"

"die!"

Liao raised his fist and thrust hard at Leng Jie's nose. The distance of three meters seemed not short, but in front of the speed of Liao Ruhuo Clouds and Meteors, there was no difference from zero distance. Liao's overwhelming power was only given.

Leng Jie left a chance to block one tenth of a second.

Leng Jie had almost no time to dodge. When Liao's fire-breathing iron fist approached the door, Leng Jie used his blade to block Liao's punch that tear the sky and the earth. The force was so fierce and powerful that it almost knocked Leng Jie out of his entire body.

When it flew, the steel-made knife was even more deeply fist marks.

"Come again!"

Leng Jie also aroused his competitive spirit. He knew that there was a tiger in the mountain, but he was on the verge of Tiger Mountain. If he retreated, wouldn’t it ruin their Leng family’s reputation for life? How could Leng Jie gain a foothold in the imperial capital in the future?

Leng Jie jumped high, lifted the machete and slashed towards Liao. Liao's body didn't move. As soon as he raised his head, he slashed towards Leng Jie like a palm wind. Leng Jie groaned and fell from the air.

Decline, another ball of blood burst out from the sky. Leng Jie fell to the ground in pain, almost shaking his eyes.

"Happy! Come again!" Leng Jiehu roared and jumped high again. No matter the blood sprayed from his mouth, he still rushed towards Liao with a machete. His posture was completely a life-threatening tiger.

"I have a kind!" Liao Sensen smiled, as if he admired Leng Jiening's unyielding character. But he was just admiring that he had to kill, but he had to kill.

Liao raised his fist again, hit Leng Jie's machete hard again, Leng Jie burst back again, and blood was spraying in his mouth, his legs were trembling, obviously because Liao was shocked to his internal injuries.

"Come again! Come again! Haha... Come again!"

Leng Jie screamed, a trace of blood appeared in his eyes, and his head began to turn red as if it was full of blood, but he still did not change his heroic spirit and high spirit. But this time, Leng Jie didn't have to take the initiative to attack because Liao started to take the initiative to attack.

.

Liao's fist carried the storm and hit Leng Jie's blade firmly. The blade cracked with a creaking sound. Leng Jie flew to the ground again but jumped up like a carp, opened his mouth and shouted: "Come again! Come again! Come again! Come again

!”

He raised his knife and chopped it. He turned his head and shouted to his brothers: "I'll hold these miscellaneous people away, you can escape."

"Brother Leng, stop hitting me! Look at your whole body full of blood...even the seven orifices are bleeding!" Zhang Ke looked at Leng Jie in shock, Leng Jie was covered in blood. If he continued to hit me, Leng Jie would have to be beaten by

Beat to death.

"Don't worry, come again!" Leng Jiehu roared and rushed towards Liao, never stopping.

"Since you are looking for death, let you die!" Liao roared, and his fist hit Leng Jie again. Leng Jie's violent blood was violent and ignorant, but he yelled again: "Let's go! I'll hold him back

!" "Brother Leng!" Zhang Ke's eyes were about to break. Seeing Leng Jie's blood all over his body, he thought he was about to die. Leng Jie took another punch and burst out bleeding, but opened his mouth and smiled: "

Don't worry, your third brother can't die. If you don't leave, your third brother's blood will be in vain!" Leng Jie's eyes were full of blood, and he looked like he was home. He looked extremely tragic. "Kill!"

Zhang Ke picked up a knife on the ground, with tears in his eyes. He had never been as sad as he is today, nor did he realize the value of life and death as he is today. He finally knew about the three of Qianjun Chen Cheng and Leng Jie.

Friendship between them.

There is a kind of friendship called sharing of life and death.

Zhang Ke rushed forward like a crazy lion.

If Zhang Ke and others didn't rush out, Leng Jie's blood would be in vain, and even if he died, he would not be able to rest in peace. "Kill!" The brothers behind him picked up their confidence again, fought for Leng Jie and survive!

It was said before that they were alive after death, but now they are looking at death as if they were home, moving forward, trying their best to save Leng Jie and everyone!

The head can be broken and blood can flow, but you cannot live alone. Even if you die, there will be a group of brothers who are willing to show up on the road to the underworld, so it will not be silent.

Moreover, there are brothers who will avenge them in the future. Eighteen years later, a group of heroes will gather together again! The decisive battle to continue life has begun! For survival, for faith, and for life!

The troops of one hundred men sang loud battle songs like a tide, and rushed to the gate of life with machetes. The troops of five or six hundred men could no longer stop them.

They are like a group of migrating elephants, trampling on all enemies and beasts that resist.

"Brothers! Go!"

Leng Jie's seven orifices had already flowed out of his slightest, but he would not fall. He still rushed to the front with a sword, and was still fighting against Liao at the front line. He had become the totem and flag of many brothers. If he did not fall, everyone would have the hearts of

hope!

Liao was finally tired of this endless fight! He bombarded Leng Jie, but Leng Jie was like a young hero who could not kill him. Liao hated the feeling of being unable to control Leng Jie's life. So he waved his hand and the people around him finally cleared the scene.

He took out his gun and aimed at Leng Jie's people. Today, Liao was going to catch all these people in one go, and no one could run out alive.

Leng Jie seemed to see Liao was tempted to kill and roared: "Hurry... and run away!"

"Kill!" Liao waved his hand, and the violent gunshots shook the world and shook the sky above the entire imperial capital.

There were violent gunfires—

"Da da da...da da da...da da da..."

"Go...go!

Leng Jie rushed towards Liao, then hugged Liao's body tightly, gave up Liao's body, and let the brothers behind him go out of the door.

"Walk!"

Zhang Ke took the lead and rushed out. If he didn't rush, Leng Jie would definitely hold Liao tightly, which would not only harm him, but also Leng Jie.

The people in front rushed out, but the people in the back were already hit by the rapid tongue of flames and fell into a pool of blood screaming. Although they had the courage and determination to die, this could not resist the bullet. The bullet finally made them come true!

Swept by a bullet and died!

Leng Jie still hugged Liao tightly. At this moment, he suddenly realized that he was a little incompetent. If it were Brother Qianjun, he would definitely have a way to escape from here with his brothers, and even kill the leader of the Chinese alliance and kill Zhang Xiaofeng.

Avenge your brothers.

But Qianjun was gone, Leng Jie could only swallow the bitter fruit of the ambush.

"Get out!" Seeing Zhang Ke and others escape with a group of people, Liao was very anxious. He was determined to kill everyone. The imperial capital only needs to be in chaos, and there will be great opportunities in chaos. China

The more the alliance can take advantage of the situation and achieve great achievements.

But Leng Jie hugged Liao tightly, and he didn't let go. Liao was furious and roared, and his huge palm hit Leng Jie's arm and slashed towards him. Leng Jie screamed, but he didn't even let go, facing him.

Liao smiled miserably: "Fight! Just beat me to death! Remember, there must be someone who will avenge me."

"court death!"

Liao's eyes widened, grabbed Leng Jie's arm, and suddenly took a breath and lifted it. Leng Jie screamed again, and saw Liao wave his big hand and blood scattering in the air. It turned out that Leng Jie's arm was angry and flesh and bones were covered with flesh and bones.

It was torn and broken, and then it fell heavily to the ground, making it bloody and bloody.

Following Liao's huge pulling force, Leng Jie was also thrown away and fell to the door, falling to the door. But between life and death, the skill of practicing iron in the army in the past made Leng Jie wake up instantly, strongly

The desire for escape urged Leng Jie to jump up the next second after falling and run away in the direction of the Nightingale Gate. The person behind Zhang Xiaofeng raised his gun to shoot Leng Jie. At the last moment, Zhang Xiaofeng raised his hand and stopped his subordinates.

He rushed to kill all the time, watching Leng Jie disappear into the cold night...

After all, Zhang Xiaofeng still dared not really kill Leng Jie! That was to make a feud and never die from now on. Today, he killed all Leng Jie and cut off one of Leng Jie's arms, and the task was accomplished.


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