Liang Zi pulled out the dagger from his ribs and stabbed it into the chest of a person who came over. Then Liang Zi took two steps forward.
"Be careful!!" Guo Furong's voice came from behind.
Liang Zi glanced to the side.
A man with a machete rushed to his side and slashed at Zhao Gangjun.
This shocked Liang Zi out of his wits, and he quickly turned around.
puff.
The sound of a knife entering flesh.
The machete was focused on Liang Zi's left shoulder, and it cut into the bone, and then was clamped hard by the bone.
"Grass and mud horse!"
Liang Zi roared angrily and kicked the owner of the machete away.
"Liang Zi, listen to me and get out of here!" Zhao Gangrong shouted, "otherwise we will all die here! Listen to me, will you?"
"Damn, I told you the same thing when you carried me to break out of the siege. You didn't even listen to me! If you want to die, then die together and not him!" Liang Zi shouted with red eyes.
"Damn, you learn how to talk like me!" Zhao Gangjun said angrily.
"I think it's so cool!"
Liang Zi kicked another person who was approaching him away.
At this time, the entire battle situation was already quite unfavorable for Zhao Gangjun.
Yan Luo's people are powerful, but they are all restrained. Chu Zhongtian fights two of them, and there is no chance of being cloned. Liang Zi is carrying Zhao Gangjun on his back, so it is impossible to let go. As for Guo Furong, because he wants to protect Zi
Butterfly and Leng Bing were also at a loss.
It seems that it is only a matter of time before Yan Luo and Zhao Gangjun are defeated.
at this time.
A group of people appeared not far away in the desert.
The group of people were riding on camels, and the camels were running wildly this way.
There were about thirty people in the group, and the leader was wearing sunglasses, making it difficult to see.
These people appear very quickly.
Before anyone could react, these people had already rushed to a place less than ten meters away from the crowd.
Looking at the people riding on camels, many people shrank their necks uncomfortably, and the movements of their hands also slowed down.
Some people even stopped their hands and looked at the thirty or so people warily.
Those thirty or so people were all Asians with black hair and yellow skin.
If these thirty or so people are also here to grab the purple pupil, it will be difficult.
Fortunately, these thirty or so people were not here to snatch Zi Tong.
"Kill them all."
After the leader stopped the camel, he waved his big hand forward.
Everyone in the melee was stunned.
Kill them all?
What's happening here?
Is it just based on these thirty people?
What an international joke! There are people from Purgatory and Bauhinia here! Do you think that with just these thirty people, you can kill all Purgatory and Bauhinia and the hundreds of people around them?
Darling, this is not a movie!
Thirty people riding on camels got off the camels, then silently rushed towards the crowd.
When these people were halfway through the rush, they reached behind them almost simultaneously.
Boo hoo hoo.
There were sounds of knives being unsheathed.
More than thirty Arabian scimitars appeared in the hands of more than thirty people.
Under the scorching sun, the Arabian scimitar shines with dazzling light, just like the magic weapon of the gods.
Thirty people quickly rushed into the crowd.
Almost everyone aimed their fists, knives, and sticks at these thirty people.
Since you dare to be so arrogant, let us give you some color first.
Hand-to-hand combat quickly ensued.
Puff puff.
The sound of a knife entering flesh.
In just a second or so, about twenty people fell!
All these fallen people were stabbed in fatal places.
Everyone was killed in one blow!
And among the more than thirty people, not a single one was injured.
What's happening here!
Everyone was stunned.
Including people from Purgatory and Bauhinia.
They all looked at the thirty or so people not far away.
What are the origins of these more than thirty people?
Just because these people are stunned doesn't mean others are stunned too.
The more than 30 people who rushed into the crowd raised their swords and dropped them again.
This time, more than thirty people died.
One per person.
Because there were too many people just now, everyone had to cut and repeat.
Of course, the result of repeated slashing is that a person is stabbed twice or three times.
All are fatal injuries.
These people are rather miserable.
And now, while these people were in a daze, each of these thirty people had found their own goals.
Then more than thirty people died.
No one can survive a round in the hands of these people!
"Who are you!"
Yang Rui also felt a chill. Although the seven or eight people around him could also lift and drop the knife with ease as easily as the other party, the cold-bloodedness of the other party was still beyond his imagination.
"The Blood Soul Hall is doing business, everyone is waiting to die on the spot."
The man wearing sunglasses outside the crowd shouted in a deep voice.
Blood Soul Hall?
Blood Soul Hall??
Blood Soul Hall???
It’s actually the Blood Soul Hall???
The Blood Soul Hall is very famous, quite famous. More than ten years ago, the Blood Soul Hall was the representative of the king of the world.
At that time, the Blood Soul Hall was the invincible force in Asia. It beat the Yamaguchi-gumi to the point where they didn’t even dare to give a shit, the Russian gangsters who beat them to the point of calling them daddy, and the Bamboo Federation Society’s people to the point where they didn’t dare to enter the mainland.
At that time, the Blood Soul Hall was extremely sharp.
However, the Blood Soul Hall was later disbanded, and the three words Blood Soul Hall slowly disappeared into the long river of history.
But now, the Blood Soul Hall has appeared in front of the world again!
This appearance took away more than fifty lives!
No one can stop them.
No one can hurt any of them.
The Blood Soul Hall is doing something, and everyone is waiting to die on the spot?!
What a domineering and domineering declaration this is!
If our Blood Soul Hall asks you to die, you must die!
"We are people from purgatory!" Yang Rui shouted.
"Kill them all."
The man in sunglasses doesn't like Yang Rui at all.
The more than thirty members of the Blood Soul Hall were like tigers entering the herd of sheep, and they raised their swords and dropped them.
There were only half as many people standing there as there were a few seconds ago.
"ah!!!!!"
Finally, someone was frightened, screamed and ran away.
Then, more people started running away.
"asshole!"
Yang Rui gritted his teeth and shouted, "Blood Soul Hall, I remember you! Let's go!"
After saying that, Yang Rui turned around and ran away with the people.
If there was a real fight, the few people on Yang Rui's side might not be able to defeat the other side, but there were obviously more people on the other side than on his side. Plus Chu Zhongtian and others, if he continued to stay here, the danger would undoubtedly be great.
So Yang Rui ran away.
Sal also ran away with his men.
He is not a fool either.
Blood Soul Hall reappeared in front of the world after more than ten years, stepping on more than 60 corpses.
Their feet and hands were stained with the blood of the enemy.