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Chapter 042 One person sweeps! (2)

  Zhang Biao came back to his senses. He was really stunned just now, and now there is still a trace of disbelief on his face.

  He really did not expect that the five good players under him would be knocked to the ground by Ye Junlang in the blink of an eye, as if they were made of paper and vulnerable to a blow.

  This shocked Zhang Biao at Ye Junlang's skill, but he didn't care. After all, this was not an era of fighting alone, but an era of powerful groups.

  Personal hero?

  Zhang Biao sneered, no matter how strong a person is, can he withstand the siege of No. 40? Not to mention that he still has a stronger trump card!

  "I have to say, you are indeed very good at fighting! No wonder the people under my command have fallen into your hands one after another! Is this what makes you a confident person come here?" Zhang

Biao laughed and said, "A tiger can't defeat a pack of wolves! This is not the age of being a hero alone! No matter how good you are at fighting, you are still just one person!"

  As he spoke, his tone became colder and colder, and the violent murderous intention contained within became more and more intense. In the end, he waved his hand violently and shouted -

  "Give them all to me! Whoever can take down this person will be rewarded heavily!"

  After Zhang Biao gave the order, the men in black holding various weapons were already impatient, and they all started to drink violently——

  “If you dare to run wild in Master Biao’s territory, you are clearly asking for death!”

  “Rush over and surround him!”

  “I’m just one person, and I think I can withstand thousands of troops? I’m afraid I don’t know how I’ll die in the end!”

  “Come on, I can’t wait to blow his head off!”

  The men in black were talking a lot. Following Zhang Biao’s order, they immediately took action. They all swarmed up and attacked Ye Junlang with great force.

  "Welcome to hell!"

  Ye Junlang smiled and opened his arms in a welcoming gesture.

   He no longer concealed his aura, and the terrifying abyss-like aura filled the air with pressure, giving people the feeling that a giant beast was awakening, and the aura was as strong as a real corpse.

The bloody murderous aura coming from the mountains and seas of blood is also permeating the air!

  There seems to be a bloody hell behind Ye Junlang, and he is the devil who specializes in harvesting lives - Satan!

  Chi!

  At this time, bursts of sound piercing the air came. It was the sound of various cold weapons cutting through the void, which seemed extremely harsh. There were even fierce murderous intentions in it.

, sweeping towards Ye Junlang.

  The long knife slashed through the air, the iron rod swept across, the iron chain wrapped around, the dagger thrust...all kinds of cold weapons, all kinds of weird and tricky assassination methods, all appeared at this moment, and they all greeted Ye

Military wave.

  “Break it for me!”

  Ye Junlang shouted loudly, the sound was as loud as thunder, and his momentum was magnificent. He moved and faced the sword and sword in front of him.

  Bang! Bang! Bang!

  The iron rod in Ye Junlang's hand was swung like the wind. Under the rapid swing, it seemed to form a shield, blocking all the long knives, iron rods, etc. that were attacking in front of him.

outer.

  His counterattack was even more simple and crude. The iron rod in his hand shook away all the attacks, and his moves were like lightning, and the iron rod swept towards each of the men in black.

 

  Ye Junlang is just one person with a stick, but he is like a tiger rushing into a flock of sheep. Wherever he passes, no one can stop him!

  His attacks are extremely effective. The seemingly simple offensive often contains an extremely rough power. He holds iron rods or bars or swings. Sometimes he punches and sometimes doubles

His legs were sweeping, and every shot he made was almost always successful. The thugs in black attire were knocked to the ground by him one after another.

  “Ah——”

  "Click, click——"

  The shrill, piercing howls never stopped, coming one after another, continuously. As soon as this person finished howling, the next person immediately took over.

  It was accompanied by bursts of harsh and dense fracture sounds, echoing in this space.

  Soon, figures like dead dogs were lying on the ground. Some of them were still bleeding from their mouths and noses, some had their hands and feet broken and their bones exposed, and some were twitching and vomiting.

White foam... This scene seems to be a hell on earth, and Ye Junlang is a cold-blooded and ruthless Satan in this bloody hell!

  He fought and charged into the encirclement of dozens of opponents, sweeping across all directions with a devastating momentum, invincible.

 

Just like scratching an itch, it won't cause any actual harm at all.

  Ye Junlang just charged all the way up. He never took half a step back. He kept moving forward, and behind him fell one opponent after another who rushed up!

  With Ye Junlang’s powerful attack and killing methods, this battle started and ended quickly.

  Boom!!

  When the last man in black clothes was punched in the face by Ye Junlang, his face was smashed to pieces, and he fell straight to the ground.

The battle is over.

  Looking around, with the place where Ye Junlang was standing as the center point, there were men in black lying prone in all directions. The smell of blood was beginning to permeate the air. Along with the tragic scenes one after another,

Howling, this scene makes people feel frightened and frightened watching it!

  "Is there anyone else?"

  Ye Junlang's eyes darkened, and he stared at Zhang Biao. The coldness in his eyes seemed to turn into a tangible ice sword, piercing Zhang Biao's body.

Biao shuddered, and then he immediately came back to his senses.

  At this time, Zhang Biao's face no longer had the arrogance and arrogance it had before, but was replaced by endless fear. His face turned pale with fright, and he couldn't control his legs.

I trembled slightly——

  How is this possible?

  More than 40 elite thugs under him surrounded him, but they couldn't beat him alone?

  What kind of perverted character is this? What kind of perverted skills? Is he really just a security guard? Only a ghost can believe that this is just a security guard...

  Zhang Biao's face immediately became a little uncertain. He saw with his own eyes that Ye Junlang, alone, wiped out all the elite thugs under him. The shocking impact was really indescribable.

Unbelievable compared to this!

  “If no one is there, then it’s your turn!”

  Ye Junlang’s lips were the same and he looked at Zhang Biao with squinted eyes.

  "Your skills are extraordinary and extremely powerful. However, Wang is not talented, so I am willing to go out and learn your skills!"

  At this time, a man on the right side behind Zhang Biao spoke. He had a short cut, and he had a brave yet calm aura. At first glance, he looked like he had been licking blood from the knife edge all year round.

He was a ruthless character, so when he saw Ye Junlang's brave fight just now, he showed no fear on his face.

  Zhang Biao also reacted immediately. Only then did he remember that there were four ace masters beside him!

  These four masters are all mercenaries who have retired from overseas mercenary groups. They are cold-blooded and powerful, and they are killing machines on the battlefield.

  No matter how powerful the security guard in front of you is, how can he compare with these mercenaries who have gone to the battlefield and killed people?

  Thinking of this, Zhang Biao smiled confidently and said, "Wang Zhan, behave well and beat this kid to the ground!"

  The man with the short cut hair named Wang Zhan has come out, and the gaze in his eyes is sharp, as sharp and cold as a murderous blade, staring at him without blinking.

Ye Junlang.


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