Shu Xingbei jumped around, dodging two of the six bullets, and the other four, without exception, all hit his body. The black knife blocked three bullets, and the last one hit his body.
abdomen.
Shu Xingbei felt a pain in his stomach and a strong impact on his body. He took several steps back before regaining his balance.
Guishou laughed ferociously, "Die."
From Guishou's point of view, since Shu Xingbei had been hit, the outcome was doomed and there was no other possibility. He wanted to cut off this guy's head to relieve his hatred.
Guishou walked towards Shu Xingbei step by step. Shu Xingbei stood there as if he was completely frightened.
When Gui Shou came to him, he raised his hand and raised a sharp dagger, Shu Xingbei's black knife swung again and struck Gui Shou's head.
"What?" Guishou was shocked.
Not only is he not dead, but he still has the ability to resist?
Ghost Hand dodges eagerly, and the black knife has already slashed through his shoulder, slanting down, and cut into his chest. Shu Xingbei drew the knife, and half of Ghost Hand's body was cut open, leaving only
Half of you can see your heart beating.
Guishou fell to the ground, dead as he could no longer die.
Snake Lady lost a leg and was sweating profusely from the pain. When she saw the ghost hand planted in front of her, she couldn't even breathe. She didn't know that two people from the Night Crying Team had been killed.
As for how he was exposed, rushing out was not in line with the assassination style of his Ye Crying Team, and Ye Chunming no longer cared about it.
The remaining four Night Crying members, together with Ye Chunming, emerged from behind the dunes. They rushed forward while shooting towards Shuxing Bei.
Shu Xingbei turned around and ran away.
He wouldn't stand there stupidly and fight for his life with them.
"Chase him, he can't run away," Ye Chunming yelled crazily, "Song Haofang, please give first aid to Snake Lady quickly. Others, follow me and chase him."
When did the Night Crying Team suffer such a big loss?
Shu Xingbei ran randomly on the beach, with the Night Cry team members hot on his heels. After bypassing several sand dunes, Shu Xingbei ran towards the other end of the ring sea.
There is no vegetation on the desert island. Therefore, the Night Crying Team cannot determine its location.
If they could determine the location, they would definitely find that Bei Shuxing was circling around and had already reached the outside of the trap they had set up.
"Quick, I don't believe it anymore," Ye Chunming had already fired all the bullets in his gun. The other three team members Duan Yidao, Feng Ming and Lu Jun did the same.
"Quick, this guy can't keep up with his physical strength," Lu Jun saw Shu Xingbei's speed slowing down. He remembered that this guy just said that he didn't eat at noon.
As long as his physical strength cannot keep up and they catch up, Shu Xingbei will still die.
At this time, Shu Xingbei stumbled and almost fell to the ground.
"Damn bastard, stop, we'll give you a good time," Lu Jun shouted excitedly.
Peng, a ball of flame suddenly ignited at the feet of Lu Jun, and then spread violently, igniting his whole body.
"Ah, ah," Lu Jun didn't know what happened at all. His intuition told him that he should lie down on the spot and roll continuously to put out the flames on his body.
Lu Jun's idea was not wrong, but unfortunately, as soon as he rolled, a big iron clamp fell down with a swish, and clamped his body.
Before the flames were extinguished and Lu Jun was severely injured, it was impossible for Lu Jun to twist his body again.
Ye Chunming and others watched helplessly as Lu Jun was burned to death, and the screams became louder and louder. In the end, there was no movement at all.
Ever since Ye Chunming formed Ye Crying, he has never been as frustrated as he is today.
"Shu Xingbei, if you have the guts, don't run away. It belongs to a man, so just stop and we'll catch each other and fight," Ye Chunming roared wildly.
"Stop? Do you think I'm stupid? There are seven of you, and I'm the only one. You are all second-level martial artists, and I am only a first-level martial artist. How can I fight against you? Even if I have water in my head, I won't do it."
Shu Xingbei replied coldly.
"You!" Ye Chunming was so angry. Chasing, that guy is living like a loach. If he didn't chase, two of his men would have been killed and one injured. The injured snake lady also lost a leg. From now on, let alone engage in assassination.
Well, even if I do some service work, I'm afraid I will be disliked by others.
"What are you, you, Baihu Hall and I have no grudges in the past, but you actually sent a team to kill me, and you still have such plausibility, do you have any shame?" Shu Xingbei has determined this gang from the inner activities of Snake Lady.
The person comes from Baihutang.
It seems that killing Niu Gaoyi is not enough.
A cold light flashed in Shu Xingbei's eyes. But today, he had not thought about keeping all these people. It would not be difficult to kill them, but it would not be a wise move to continue to grudge Baihutang.
It won't be too late to wait until the artillery on the Ark is modified to Grassleaf Island, and then slowly deal with the guys from White Tiger Hall.
In an instant, Shu Xingbei had made up his mind.
However, he has to wait for these people to retreat on their own initiative. If they continue to entangle, don't blame him for being ruthless.
Song Haofang looked at Ye Chunming and said, "Head." He hesitated to speak.
"What do you want to say?" Ye Chunming did not give him a good look. He could see Song Haofang's retreat.
Song Haofang can propose to retreat, but Ye Chunming cannot. He must be responsible for the death of Guishou and Lu Jun. If he retreats now, Snake Lady will also resent him.
Song Haofang shrank her neck and did not dare to say more.
"Chasing him, are you all stupid?" Ye Chunming got angry, "Use crossbows, shotguns, throwing knives, no matter what method you use, we have to leave him on the desert island today."
Of course Shu Xingbei heard Ye Chunming's words clearly.
In this case, there is only one word, kill. Kill until the White Tiger Hall is terrified.
Anyone who wants to kill me will never hold back.
Shu Xingbei turned around and stopped. He stopped running.
"Run, are you going to run again? Can't you run anymore?" Ye Chunming saw Shu Xingbei stop and smiled coldly, "Boy, you succeeded in irritating me. Originally, I just wanted you.
Fate. Now I have decided to kill you for ten days and a half to make you regret coming into this world."
"Who doesn't know how to talk? If you have the guts, come and do it," Shu Xingbei was not timid at all.
"Boss, I'll come," Duan Yidao volunteered. Shu Xingbei just said that he was a first-level martial artist. The reason why he chopped off Snake Lady's leg and hacked Guishou to death was because of a successful sneak attack.
In a real face-to-face confrontation, Duan Yidao can definitely defeat Shu Xingbei.
Ye Chunming nodded slightly and used his eyes to signal Song Haofang and Feng Ming to prepare for rescue. The two understood and each took out a crossbow and prepared to go.
Duan Yidao took out the knife in his hand. It was a ghost-head knife, one and a half meters long, with a wide back and a thin blade. There were three steel rings strung on the back end. Don’t underestimate these three steel rings. Each steel ring
The ring weighs more than a hundred kilograms and is attached to the Ghost Head Sword, making the blade even heavier.
"Boy, you also use a knife. Come here and kill me." Duan Yidao didn't take Shu Xingbei seriously at all. A guy from the sea has a certain temper no matter how strong he is. He doesn't believe that he has combat skills.
Shu Xingbei will be his opponent.
Duan Yidao was indeed powerful. He raised the knife and shouted, "The first strike with the mad knife." Before he could finish his voice, the knife was already slashing towards Shu Xingbei's head.
This sword opens and closes widely, the blade is sharp, and it has a tendency to move forward in an indomitable manner.
"That kid will definitely die. Duan Yidao used all the crazy swords," Feng Ming breathed a sigh of relief. The crazy sword style is Duan Yidao's special skill. There are five styles in total, each style is more cruel than the last. The most terrible thing is,
These five postures can also be stacked.
Shu Xingbei stood opposite Duan Yidao, feeling the pressure of the sword the most. It could be said that once Duan Yidao raised the sword, its momentum was already strong, and several hairs on Shu Xingbei's forehead were cut off.
Shu Xingbei twisted his body and gave way.
"Second slash with the mad sword," the first slash failed, Duan Yida slashed the second sword without hesitation. The second sword was even more powerful than the first sword, and under the sharp edge, it actually gave Shu Xingbei a kind of
An inescapable feeling.
Shu Xingbei had no choice but to fight with his sword.
When the two knives struck together, flames flew everywhere, and the crisp sound made several people's eardrums buzz.
"The third slash of the mad sword style," Duan Yida failed to take down Shu Xingbei with two consecutive sword strikes. His heart became angry, and the power of the sword did not decrease. He actually added another strike on the basis of the second sword strike. The sword power was still absolutely decisive, quite
The wind is rustling, the water is cold, and the strong man is gone, never to return.
Shu Xingbei once again blocked him with his sword. This sword knocked Shu Xingbei back dozens of steps.
"Good sword skills," Shu Xingbei couldn't help but praise.
"Of course the sword skills are good, but they are the sword skills that will kill you," Duan Yidao smiled cruelly, "The fourth slash with the mad sword style."
The momentum of the fourth sword was superimposed on the first three swords, and it was as angry as thunder. The momentum of the sword was like a vast ocean, and Shu Xingbei was like a leaf in the vast ocean, floating uncertainly and possibly dying at any time.
Shu Xingbei was forced back dozens of steps. Sand and dust rose high under his feet, covering Shu Xingbei in an overwhelming manner.
"The fifth slash of the mad sword style," Duan Yida stepped heavily on the sand with both feet, and his whole body rose into the air. His sword was like lightning, fast and poignant.
Shu Xingbei couldn't help but feel chills in his heart when he was shrouded by the ghost head sword.
This knife was enough to threaten him.
There is no way to avoid it. You can only be tough.
Shu Xingbei also shouted sharply, "Dielang Dao." The black knife made waves of sword shadows in his hand, and in the blink of an eye, Shu Xingbei said he had struck out more than twenty knives.
The "Die Lang Dao" he shouted was actually the inspiration he got after watching the five consecutive slashes of the Mad Saber style.
Duan Yida's sword skills were indeed extraordinary. Shu Xingbei was so happy to see Hunter Xin that he resisted the idea of cutting Duan Yida under the black knife and let Duan Yida finish all five slashes with the mad knife.
Only then did he fight back.
His counterattack has integrated the Five Slashes of the Mad Sword into his artistic conception of Dielang Fist. It can be said that Shu Xingbei's so-called Dielang Sword is the Five Slashes of the Mad Sword.