As soon as he spits out his true anger, he will cut off Kuangdao's throat. ?
But before he had time to breathe out his true energy, the military spurs on one side jumped forward like a flexible monkey. With a flip of his hands, the military spurs in his hands stabbed at him one after another.
The ancient warrior cut out with one palm and put the mad knife on the ground. He was a little busy dealing with the military stab.
But he felt a cold in his abdomen, and a Miao knife was cut open from his abdomen. The movements in his hand slowed down, but he saw Kuang Dao gritting his teeth and standing up, twisting the Miao knife in his hand.
Blood burst out from the ancient warrior's mouth, and he looked at Crazy Saber in surprise. He could not figure out why the palm he just struck didn't kill Crazy Saber.
You must know that this palm of his used enough energy. For an ordinary person, it would be enough to smash the opponent's head to pieces, but the opponent was able to struggle and stab him with a backhand, which was a bit beyond his expectation...
"Haha, let me make it clear to you. In terms of strength, I may not be as good as you, but my head is strong enough." Crazy Blade said with a ferocious smile.
The ancient warrior raised his hand with difficulty, wanting to give Kuang Dao a blow before he died. Even if he couldn't be killed, he should at least be beaten half to death. He couldn't just suffer the loss in vain.
But his chest felt cold, and a military thorn stabbed into his chest.
The military assassin inserted the Mitsubishi Army Thorn into his chest and pulled it out without hesitation. The special barb crushed the guy's heart to pieces. His eyes widened and he fell to the ground.
He really refused to die with his eyes closed. Maybe he was the first person with a Huang-level cultivation to die in the hands of two people whose strength was far different from his, and who didn't even have ordinary Qigong.
"The cooperation is good." Kuang Dao smiled slightly, his vision went dark, and he fell backwards. He had not been able to make a strong effort just now, and all his strength had been exhausted by rising up and stabbing out.
Jun Xi rushed forward, supported him with both hands and slowly placed him on the ground. He did not hold the Crazy Sword and call him, because on the battlefield, he would lose his life.
He needs to save his life to avenge his comrades, instead of holding him and crying. Now is the battlefield.
This fierce battle was very bloody, and the enemies on both sides were extremely jealous when they met. In the end, the strength of Wang Tiezhu's eight people was still no match for the ancient warrior.
This battle was brutal, even more brutal than when they met the priest in Japan.
Bang... Wang Tiezhu flew backwards heavily. After he landed, he quickly got up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, showing a ferocious expression.
"Do you want to continue?" Gu Yonglin sneered. He felt that fighting with someone of this caliber was meaningless. He could completely crush the opponent to death, but he was in no hurry to do so. He wanted to play like a cat.
He played Wang Tiezhu to death like a mouse.
"Of course, continue." Wang Tiezhu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said with a ferocious smile: "If you want to stop, there are only two consequences, I die, or you die."
"Your brothers have fallen, and you still want to continue?" Gu Yonglin sneered.
Wang Tiezhu looked back and saw that the situation at the scene was a bit bloody. All seven of his brothers had lost their fighting ability, especially Kuang Dao and Bullet, who fell into a deep coma and did not know whether they were dead or alive.
There are two masters in the Gu family.
Although he was killed, his entire army was almost wiped out, but this was also a very happy thing, because those two people at least had Huang-level ancient martial arts abilities, so being able to kill these two people was already pretty good.
It's a pity that this is not a wilderness or a jungle. If that were the case, the eight of them would rely on their own advantages and not be afraid of each other at all.
Although this battle was defeated, it was an honor, because the people on our side were fighting against the ancient warriors who had much higher strength than their own without taking any advantage. Moreover, they also successfully knocked down two of the other party's people.
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"Haha, we brothers have always fought to the bitter end." Wang Tiezhu smiled. He took off his blood-stained shirt and threw it aside, revealing his strong muscles.
He slowly took off a dark iron chain from his waist. The chain was as thick as a thumb. He wrapped the chain around the wrist of his right hand, and then held one end tightly with his fist.
"So this is your weapon?" Gu Yonglin said thoughtfully, looking at the chain in Wang Tiezhu's hand.
"I got this from an enemy when I went on a mission for the first time. It was the first time I killed someone, and it was also the first time I felt the smell of blood. So I tied this chain around my waist.
As a souvenir, I have always used it as a talisman because I think it can bring me good luck." Wang Tiezhu said with a grin.
"Shit, it's just a chain, it's worse than a gun. I don't believe that an ordinary chain can double your combat power." Gu Yonglin sneered.
"Then we can try. People like you who only know how to practice and have a rigid mind have no idea that there is a spirit in this world that is invincible." Wang Tiezhu grinned.
"Really? Then tell me what kind of spirit that is." Gu Yonglin sneered.
"That is the spirit of fighting, the spirit of willing to die rather than surrender, and the spirit of never giving up among us brothers. Brothers, what is our spirit?" Wang Tiezhu shouted.
Of the seven people, two fell to the ground unconscious, and the five were firmly restrained by each other. They were all injured and even on the verge of life and death.
But as Wang Tiezhu roared out, everyone shouted: "Never say never!"
"Did you see it? This is our spirit. As soldiers, we have never had faith. All we believe in is this. When one brother falls, the other brother does not lie beside him and cry, but stands up to avenge him.
." Wang Tiezhu said.
"A group of brainwashed soldiers." Gu Yonglin was quite dissatisfied.
"Haha, maybe, we are brainwashed soldiers, but we are dedicated to this country. We can sweat and bleed, we can die, and we can endure grievances, but this is our mission. This feeling, you
I will never realize it." Wang Tiezhu said.
"Really? I can't understand it, and I don't want to experience these things. Come on, I think you can only show your true strength to fight me now." Gu Yonglin sneered.
Wang Tiezhu shouted loudly, strode forward, and then punched Gu Yonglin.
Gu Yonglin drew out his palm and wanted to slap Wang Tiezhu away, but Wang Tiezhu's figure flashed and his slap was missed.
Immediately afterwards, Gu Yonglin felt his collar tighten, but Wang Tiezhu grabbed his collar very quickly.
Gu Yonglin spread his hands, trying to knock Wang Tiezhu away, but before his energy could be gathered, he felt a pain in his head. A dizzy feeling came from his head. Then, a trace of pain gradually expanded.
, Gu Yonglin felt dizzy.
But he was stunned by Wang Tiezhu's punch.
Without letting him come back to his senses, Wang Tiezhu grabbed his collar with one hand and punched him on the head with the other hand, one punch, two punches...
His fists were as big as sandbags, and the strength of his fists doubled after being wrapped with iron chains. Wang Tiezhu punched him one after another, leaving him with no time to react.
Finally, Gu Yonglin reacted. He wrapped his hands around Wang Tiezhu's fists that were falling like raindrops, and then kicked him out.
Wang Tiezhu's figure fell backwards like a kite with its string broken. He spit out a mouthful of blood, then put one hand on the ground and stood up reluctantly.
Gu Yonglin stood on the spot and shook his dizzy head. Until now, he has not completely recovered from Wang Tiezhu's fist.
It was too harsh. This bastard punched too hard. Gu Yonglin didn't understand what was going on in his head just now. He was grabbed by the collar by Wang Tiezhu and then was beaten violently. He is an ancient warrior, okay?
, he is a warrior who can be called an earth-level warrior, how could he be beaten like a pig's head by an ordinary person?
"This is our spirit, or our belief. Do you feel it now?" Wang Tiezhu raised his head and said with a sinister smile.
"Go to hell..." Gu Yonglin finally reacted. He felt that he was really bored. He had been talking nonsense with such a small person for so long. He should have used his real strength to kill this group of people long ago.
The bastard fell down, and while avenging his brother, he also took advantage of Ye Haoxuan's biggest support.
He yelled loudly and punched forward. The air in mid-air was slightly distorted by his punch. His punch was the Gu family's special move. Even if Wang Tiezhu was powerful, he still had the confidence to punch.
Even if he doesn't wake up.
Wang Tiezhu stood up. He stared at Gu Lianqi's punch with a ferocious smile. He didn't take death seriously at all.
He has crawled out of mountains of swords and seas of blood countless times and has already seen through life and death. People like them live a day to earn a day. They have nothing to fear. Life and death are just child's play in their eyes.
It's just a pity that he didn't wait until the boss came back, Wang Tiezhu thought.
Bang...a dull loud noise sounded in front of him, and he felt that his body was light and airy.
Maybe, this is what it feels like before death.
"Stop pretending to be dead, get up."
A voice rang in Wang Tiezhu's ears. He couldn't help but tremble, and then suddenly woke up. This... this was the boss's voice.
He quickly opened his eyes and saw Ye Haoxuan standing in front of him. Gu Yonglin's figure had already fallen away, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.
It turned out that the punch just now did not hit him at all, but Ye Haoxuan arrived in time and kicked Gu Lianqi away.
"Boss..." Wang Tiezhu immediately sat up from the ground as if he had been given blood.
The injuries on his body didn't seem to hurt much anymore. Ye Haoxuan appeared in front of him like a god of war, bringing him endless strength.
