Nakamura Yamashima was so furious that he originally thought that the leader of the Kyoto group, who had always been at odds with him in the Yamaguchi group, led his men to kill him in disregard of gang rules and wanted to get rid of him and annex the Tokyo group's power.
After he led his people down, he realized that they were not members of the Kyoto group, but an opponent he didn't know at all.
In addition to the three opponents in the main building, there was also fighting outside the main building. Nakamura Shandao glanced at him and clearly saw those people under his command outside the main building being killed and fell to the ground one by one. The ones outside the main building were attacking
The killing figure was filled with a fierce and boundless terrifying killing intent, and even he felt a little palpitated.
Nakamura Yamashima was shocked and angry. He had been holding back a violent energy in his chest. When he saw someone actually rushing into the Tokyo group's main hall, his anger seemed to have found an outlet. He roared angrily, and in the command field
Killing masters and elite soldiers surrounded and attacked Ye Junlang.
However, from the effect point of view, it has no effect.
The triangular thorn in Ye Junlang's hand has turned into a deadly weapon. He attacked and killed the elite soldiers who rushed up one after another. Since the triangular thorn has a bleeding groove, once it is stabbed by the triangular thorn,
Basically there is no chance of survival.
Tsk tsk tsk!
At this time, strands of cold light slashed at Ye Junlang from all directions. It was a samurai sword that slashed at Ye Junlang with a fierce momentum.
The three-edged thorn in Ye Junlang's hand was thrust forward, and a series of weapons clashed, blocking the attacking samurai swords. Then the three-edged thorn in his hand turned into a sharp cold light,
It pierced through the throat of an elite warrior like lightning.
Ye Junlang's figure flashed to the right, and an opponent's body seemed to rush forward automatically, and was pierced into the chest by the three-edged thorn.
Ye Junlang went up all the way, unstoppable. Wherever he passed, elite soldiers fell to the ground one after another, like a killing god!
laugh!
Suddenly, a swift cold light flashed from Ye Junlang's right side, and a sharp blade struck like a poisonous snake. It was a killer general who seized the opportunity of a sneak attack and made a decisive move.
Attack.
Ye Junlang sneered, and swung the three-pointed thorn in his hand, turning into a stream of light and striking it to the right. With a clang, the sharp blade attack of the general-level master was immediately blocked.
At this moment, another master who had been waiting for the opportunity for a long time was also dispatched. He flashed behind Ye Junlang like a ghost, and the military thorn in his hand had already stabbed Ye Junlang's back fiercely.
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At that moment, Ye Junlang seemed to have eyes on his back. Pointing his toes, his body moved sideways to the right as if gliding on the water, just in time to miss the assassination attempt of the assassinating master.
Then, Ye Junlang charged up a bullet with both feet, and rushed towards the killer-level master like a cannonball. He punched the opponent with unparalleled speed with his left hand.
When a punch is thrown out, it seems to be carrying overwhelming power, and the killing intent released from the punch is like a bloodthirsty whale shark leaping out of the sea, opening its huge bloody mouth to devour anyone.
Dragon Shadow Whale Killing Fist!
Ye Junlang activated this killing fist and punched this killer-level master.
The expression of this general-level master's face changed with shock. He had no time to retreat. Facing Ye Junlang's killing punch, he gritted his teeth and could only gather his own strength and wave his fist to meet it, trying to defeat it.
He was able to resist a punch that contained enough suffocating pressure.
boom!
In an instant, the two fists clashed fiercely.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Junlang's punch erupted with the terrifying force of "Abyss Blow". The force of the blow was as unfathomable as an endless abyss, emerging like a furious wave and moving forward.
Crush.
Click!
This killer-level master had no way to resist, and his arm was broken. The punch continued unabated, and then hit him hard on the chest. Amidst the intensive and harsh sound of fractures, the killer-level master's body moved toward him.
Fly forward and die immediately.
The terrifying nature of the abyss's heavy blow can be seen from this.
Ye Junlang dodged and rushed towards another killer-level master again. Facing the oncoming sharp blade and cold light, the three-pointed thorn in his hand struck out and blocked the opponent.
The sharp knife in hand.
call!
Then, Ye Junlang's left hand fist exploded with a killing fist, and the dragon-killing fist was blasted out. The fist turned into a dragon, and the wind of the hunting fist seemed to have the sound of a dragon's roar resounding through the sky, endless.
Killing intent is permeating the air, and the terrifying power of the critical strike has been concentrated in the fist.
The killer-level master had a terrifying expression on his face, and he could only resist with his arms crossed in a hurry.
With a bang, Ye Junlang's punch hit his horizontal arm, followed his arm and hit his chest, causing a critical blow.
The power of the critical strike containing penetrating lethality swept out and poured into the body of this killer-level master, forming a critical strike hump on his back!
When this killer-level master fell, he was unable to move.
Ye Junlang's eyes darkened, and he rushed towards Zhongcun Island.
In the battlefield on the side, Youmei has already assassinated a general-level master. Facing the other elite warriors who were swarming to kill, Youmei's eyes were cold, and a murderous intent as cold as ice filled the air. The arc in his hand
The sharp blades turned into cold rays, attacking forward, stained with blood all the way, and no one could stop him.
Then, Youmei stared at a killer general master again. For a few flashes of his body, the curved blade in his hand turned into a cold light after approaching him, and it went straight towards the throat of this killer general master.
Tie Zheng wields his long sword, and under his attacks full of violent aesthetics, the corpses that fall around him are often dead, with severed limbs and remains scattered everywhere.
Surrounded by three general-level masters, Tie Zheng was struck in the waist by a samurai sword. Blood flowed out, but the cut was not deep. For Tie Zheng, this injury was equivalent to nothing.
The price the opponent gained in exchange was that two general-level masters were killed and the other was seriously injured.
Tie Zheng suddenly laughed ferociously and looked coldly at the seriously injured killer-level master. The other person shuddered subconsciously and felt a shudder.
"Japanese devils, suffer death!"
Tie Zheng roared loudly, and his majestic momentum burst out. His endless fighting spirit turned into a furious killing intent, and he held a long knife and charged forward again.
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Outside the main building, the Tokyo group's original 70-80 people were reduced to less than 20 people.
The rest of the people turned into cold corpses and fell to the ground.
Angry Wolf, Kuang Tower, Tyrannosaurus, Du Yan, Fang Lie and other Satan Army soldiers were all covered in blood, and they didn't know how many of the opponent's soldiers were killed.
The remaining members of the Tokyo group already had expressions of fear on their faces, with a sense of heartbreaking fear. In their eyes, Kuangta and the others were like killing machines, harvesting the bodies of their associates again and again.
life.
"kill!"
The angry wolf looked coldly, shouted coldly, and attacked again.
The remaining members of the Tokyo group fought back hard and tried to counterattack before they died, but this was of no avail. The overall outcome of this battle was decided.