Many members of the Julang Gang rushed over ferociously, and the members of the Liebo Gang on the opposite side were not to be outdone and waved their weapons to meet them. The two sides were like two torrents colliding together, and the shouts of killing were deafening.
Gui Yaqing bent down and hugged her brother's body, shaking her body constantly, shouting at the top of her lungs: "Brother, wake up, open your eyes..."
Guizhongtang showed no reaction, and the temperature of his body gradually dropped, becoming stiff, without breathing at all, and he completely died and rushed to hell.
Two lines of clear tears flowed from Gui Yaqing's bright eyes. She stretched out her delicate hands and closed her brother's open eyes, choking and saying: "Brother, I know you will never die in peace, but don't worry, I will definitely avenge you. Take it off."
Ximen Lang’s head is placed around Ximen Lang’s neck to pay homage to you.”
Gui Yaqing carefully put down her brother's body. When she raised her head again, her face was full of murderous intent, and she loudly ordered: "Cut that prisoner to me!" She herself was bent on killing Ximen Lang to avenge her brother, and she jumped down fiercely.
Get up and fly towards the enemy.
After several members of the Liepo Gang surrounding Gao Jianjian heard the saint's instructions, one of them showed a fierce look in his eyes and cursed: "Little bastard, your death has come!" He swung his machete wildly at the prisoner.
Fall down on your body.
The flash of the sword made Gao Jian startled, and he rolled to the side with all his strength.
"when!"
The machete failed and hit the asphalt road. The man cursed: "You curse, you dare to hide, let's see how I deal with you!" He raised the machete, trying to make up for it and send the other person to the west.
Unexpectedly, a sharp giant sword came from behind him and landed on his waist. A terrifying red light flashed, and his body was cut into two pieces and he fell to the ground.
It was Yang Ji from the Julang Gang who launched the attack. He shouted loudly: "Brother Gao, don't panic, I'm here to save you."
Gao Jian's heart dropped in his chest and he said, "Brother Yang is affected."
"It's ridiculous, these bastards dare to be rude to you, they will all die!" Yang Ji shook his wrist and slashed diagonally with his giant sword. The body of a member of the Lie Po Gang to the south was diagonally split in half by him, drawing blood.
In the splash, the internal organs were scattered everywhere.
Two Liepo Gang members from the north rushed over at the same time, brandishing machetes. The two swords were almost delivered at the same time, extremely fierce. Yang Jihu roared, and the giant sword flashed past like a roaring silver dragon. Only screams were heard, and the enemy
Two of his arms fell to the ground, each holding a machete. Blood gushed out from the broken arm, and his screams were shrill and heartbreaking.
"Ah, my arm..."
"Ah... my arm is gone... it hurts me so much... ah..."
The extremely bloody scenes made the nearby Lie Po Gang members tremble with fear. In their view, the giant sword in Yang Ji's hand was no different from the soul seduction token of the dead in hell. How could they dare to fight against it again? They looked around in panic.
scatter in all directions.
Seeing a group of enemies fleeing, Yang Ji bent down, took out the short knife from his waist with his left hand, cut off the rope on Gao's body, looked at the wound on his shoulder, and said worriedly: "Brother, your injury is not serious."
Gao Jian stood up flexibly. Although the wound on his shoulder was in unbearable pain, he suppressed a sudden smile and said: "It's nothing, just a small injury. It doesn't matter." Indeed, for someone who dared to fight and kill in a firefight, he had been injured several times.
To me, the current wounds on my body are really nothing.
Yang Ji put the dagger back into the scabbard and said happily: "It's okay. Killing a few more Liepo Gang members will just bring out the evil in your heart."
Gao Jian smiled and said: "I think so too, Brother Yang, let's go on a killing spree!"
"Okay!"
Gao Jian kicked his right leg, and the two machetes on the ground flew up into the air. He stretched out his arms to catch them, holding one in each hand, and roared: "You bastards, your uncle Gao is here!" He was like
A mad lion rushed into the battle group, slashing with machetes. The members of the Lie Po Gang who blocked his way were stabbed in the chest and fell to the ground screaming in a pool of blood.
The battle was extremely fierce. The Julang Gang had an advantage in both quantity and quality, and quickly gained the upper hand. Especially the three masters, Suzaku, Yang Ji, and Gao Jian, whose lethality was simply breathtaking. These three men were like killing machines.
, leaving behind only enemy corpses wherever they went, and in a matter of seconds, each of them killed dozens of members of the Lie Po Gang.
Of course, the most thrilling one was the duel between Li Chenghuan, Gui Yaqing, and Ximen Lang. The unarmed Ximen Lang was already at a disadvantage under Li Chenghuan's superb swordsmanship and was stretched thin. Now there were more
Gui Yaqing, who is holding a clear water sword, is even more in danger.
Seeing that he was about to be defeated, Ximen Lang roared, and his figure rushed out from the sword net intertwined with golden light and green shadows. He rose more than ten meters high like a crane soaring into the sky. He stretched out his hand and pulled the long strip on his back.
The package suddenly left his body and flew into the sky, then fell down again, revealing a sword hilt decorated with a dragon's head, which was lifelike, calm and powerful.
Ximen Lang stretched out his right arm, grabbed the hilt of the sword, and pulled it to the left. There was a clang, the sword was unsheathed, and the red light in the sky came out. It was the magic sword from the Kingdom of Hegnan, the bloody sword.
Ning Jian.
With the sword in hand, Ximen Lang felt much more confident. He sneered and said, "Don't think that you are the only ones who have the sword and I don't. Now, let's compete in kung fu and see whose sword is better!"
Like a roc with spread wings, Ximen Langxiang, Li Chenghuan and Gui Yaqing, rushed towards them, flashing red light, and quickly stabbed the two enemies below.
Before the sword arrived, an extremely strong smell of blood came first. Li Chenghuan and Gui Yaqing had shocked expressions on their faces. What kind of sword was this? It was red and fishy. Could it be that it was stained with the blood of too many people and became like this?
, then isn’t it a sword of evil!
However, both of them are confident in their own swords. This is a sacred item on the list of ancient weapons. It can cut through gold and jade. Although the opponent's red sword is weird, it may not be effective. It is estimated that it will be cut down in three or two strokes.
Damn it, when the time comes, I will try my best to kill that kid again.
In front of a powerful enemy, the two of them did not think too much and each waved their swords to face him, creating a golden light and green shadow.
The sound of "ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-ding-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang' was heard. In an instant, the Golden Ling Sword, the Blue Water Sword, and the Blood Ning Sword collided more than ten times. Blue-purple sparks splashed in the air, making people feel thrilling at the same time.
And I think it’s really pretty.
What surprised Li Chenghuan and Gui Yaqing was that the strange red sword in the opponent's hand was made of unknown materials. It was extremely tough and sharp, and it was actually a sword. After several fierce collisions, their Golden Ling Sword and Blue Water Sword actually became
The strange sword was not damaged, it seemed that the three swords were evenly matched...