The ruthless killings were still going on. The members of the Shenhan Sect were outnumbered and fell into a pool of blood one after another. The number of members decreased gradually, from the original more than two hundred to the final fifty, surrounded by hundreds of Tianchenghui members.
By this time, both sides had suffered heavy losses. The third leader of the Tiancheng Society, Ling Daqiang, the fifth leader, Zhou Dazhuang, and the tenth leader, Hong Dabao, were killed by the swords of the five great protectors of the Shenhan Sect. And the guards captain of the Shenhan Sect, Liao Tiezheng and Fu Zhuwei, were killed.
Dakuan also died under the knife.
Lang Hongcheng's eyes had been fixed on Qiu Longyu and the five foreign men in the middle of the battle. These six men were so ferocious that they were killing people like crazy. Any member of the Tianchenghui who approached them could only seek death.
Qiu Longyu's neat black suit was covered with blood stains, and his face was dotted with blood drops. He himself had killed more than twenty Tianchenghui members, but there were so many people on the other side that they came like ants in a steady stream, making him
Quite a headache.
As for the five guardians and the golden pheasant Ji Meijia, they were injured respectively and are still struggling to support themselves.
Qiu Longyu roared like a wild beast, "Come on, all of you. If you are not afraid of death, just charge up. I will send you to the West." He looked like a ferocious tiger. When he punched out with his left fist, another Tianchenghui member was hit by him.
He fell to the ground. Seeing the fear on the faces of the guards around him when surrounded by enemies, he encouraged loudly: "Brothers, our rescue team is rushing here. As long as we hold on for ten more minutes, we can make it."
Rescued…”
In the distance, Lang Hongcheng on the top of the bus looked at the Longines watch on Wrist Mountain and saw that the melee had been close to twenty minutes by now. As Qiu Longyu said, the reinforcements from Shenhanmen could arrive here in ten minutes. Now,
, it’s time to end the battle, so as not to have a long night with too many dreams.
Originally, Lang Hongcheng had no intention of killing Qiu Longyu, the deputy sect leader of the other party. After all, he was the son of Heshuo Municipal Party Committee Secretary Qiu Baicheng. If he really killed him, it would probably be very troublesome. However, seeing how ferocious the guy was, he killed Tianchenghui in one breath.
Nearly thirty people, Lang Hongcheng changed his mind
I mean, this is a crazy tiger with bloated ambitions. Now the Shenhan Sect has full control over him. If he stays, he will have endless troubles. If you want to achieve great things, you can't have too many worries. What about the municipal party secretary? He can make it happen.
What's wrong with me? If you get angry, I'll kill him all together.
Now that he had made a decision, Lang Hongcheng felt that he should take action himself. His short figure ran forward as quickly as a monkey, and after a few steps, he rose into the air and landed on another bus three meters away in front.
Then he walked swiftly, running like a dragonfly on the roofs of numerous vehicles, and in a moment, he reached the outskirts of the battle.
Seeing a woman holding two swords slash two Tianchenghui members to the ground, Lang Hongcheng yelled angrily, "Go to hell!" He jumped up suddenly, pulled his right hand around his waist in mid-air, and a long
A two-meter-long nine-section whip appeared in his hand, like a silver poisonous snake swung over.
"ah!"
Ji Meijia bound her feet, and she was caught off guard by the nine-section whip wrapped around her white neck. Her charming face was filled with fear, and she hurriedly turned around to break free from the shackles of the nine-section whip. However, it was already too late.
Lang Hongcheng roared, landed on another van, and pulled back the nine-section whip with all his strength. He actually pulled Ji Meijia's delicate body flying up, and suddenly broke her cervical vertebrae. When the steel whip shook, it was already
Ji Meijia, who died of anger, broke away from the control of the nine-section whip, and fell heavily on the roof of a black BMW. She spread her arms, opened her empty eyes wide, and looked toward the sky aimlessly, acting out death.
version of the beauty in the car.
As the saying goes, when a veteran takes action, one can defeat two others!
As a veteran Pegatron tycoon, Lang Hongcheng was not in the position he is in today, not by luck, but by his true ability. Therefore, with one move, he killed a leader of the Shenhan Sect.
Phillips, one of the five guardians not far from Ji Meijia, is a big white man with red hair. At this time, he took off his bloody clothes and fought with many enemies bare-chested. The tattoos on his strong chest muscles grew.
The crocodile head with a mouth showing white teeth is now stained with blood and looks even more terrifying.
Phillips was furious when he saw a monkey-like old man kill the beautiful squad leader with ease. The squad leader named Ji Meijia was very open-minded. She saw him entering the men's room before the funeral in the morning and followed him in. He was very proactive.
of
He had a romantic relationship with him, and his good skills made him feel very comfortable. But now he was killed, which made him very angry. He cursed: "Damn monkey, I will kill you." He waved his broad sword and slashed.
Two Tianchenghui members rushed towards me in a menacing manner.
"Asshole, go to hell!"
Phillips roared, raised his broadsword with both hands and slashed at Lang Hongcheng who was on the roof of the car.
Seeing the extraordinary momentum of this foreign giant sword, Lang Hongcheng did not dare to confront it head-on, so he dodged to avoid it.
"Tong!" The broad sword struck the top of the van, and the sword edge penetrated into it, reaching a depth of more than a foot, which shows the power of this sword.
Phillips missed the blow and hurriedly drew his sword back, but Lang Hongcheng seized the opportunity. His right wrist shook, and the nine-section whip became straight, like a bright silver spear thrust through him.
"ah!"
Phillips roared wildly, and the sharp point of the nine-section whip pierced his throat. As the bloody arrows flew wildly, he fell to the ground on his back.
After taking care of the big white man, Lang Hongcheng sneered, jumped down from the van, stepped forward about ten steps, danced his nine-section whip, and struck Qiu Longyu's left shoulder viciously.
Qiu Longyu punched out his right fist extremely quickly, and with a bang, he knocked back the nine-knot whip.
Lang Hongcheng's arm shook rapidly, and the nine-section whip turned around in mid-air and whipped straight towards the opponent's door.
Qiu Longyu tilted his head to avoid it, and rushed over with his steel fist. Unexpectedly, the opponent's nine-section whip hit him again in a corner.
As the saying goes, an inch long, an inch strong!
The advantage of the nine-section whip lies in its length. Lang Hongcheng has been immersed in it for decades, making him extremely proficient. It is as if this steel whip is his lengthened arm, preventing the opponent from stepping forward.
At that moment, the two people were fighting fiercely, because the nine-section whip had a very large impact when it was danced, causing all the Tianchenghui members within ten meters around to step back, for fear of accidentally injuring themselves.
But what I saw was that the nine-section whip in Lang Hongcheng's hand was dancing up and down repeatedly, never leaving the opponent's vital points. Qiu Longyu's two steel fists flew left and right, protecting his body and then launching counterattacks from time to time.
After a moment, Qiu Longyu frowned secretly, damn, I thought that after being injected with Hercules and undergoing special training, I would be an undisputed master, but I didn't know that it is difficult to deal with an old man now, and I am under the control of his nine-section whip. No, I