Although the man only had three fingers on his left hand, missing his little finger and ring finger, a boning knife was spinning around between the three fingers.
Due to the dim light, the human-skin hat was held down low and his head was slightly lowered, so he couldn't see clearly what he looked like. All he could see was the wind and snow swirling around him, and snowflakes constantly hitting him.
The man spoke, his voice was very young. His tone was full of ridicule.
"The pigs in the backyard are out of 'feed' again. Unexpectedly, Beifu has sent 'feed' again. The Chinese New Year is almost here, and the pigs can have a good year."
Lang Shang and the other three were very angry after hearing this. It turned out that the information they had was not false. This black shop was indeed feeding their people as feed to pigs. Lang Shang was even more furious. He shook the chain gun in his hand, and the tip of the gun flashed coldly.
It flickered like a firefly in the night. He stepped on the snow on the ground and rushed towards the person. The snow squeaked under his feet.
Just when Lang Shang was getting closer to the man, the man suddenly raised his head. In the dim light, the man had a young face. He looked like he was only seventeen or eighteen years old. There was even some childishness in his face. But his
But his gaze was as heart-stopping as the boning knife turning in his hand.
The boning knife in his left hand was still spinning on the three fingers, and he also walked quickly towards Lang Shang holding the butcher knife in his right hand.
As the two of them rushed towards each other, flakes of snow flew up from the snow under their feet and mixed with the wind, making the wind and snow seem to become even more messy.
Just when the distance between the two was only two feet, two hands suddenly stretched out from the snowdrifts on the left and right of Lang Shang. Each of those two hands held a sharp knife. The knife quickly and accurately cut the hamstrings of Lang Shang's left and right feet.
The hamstrings of Lang Shang's legs were instantly severed.
Neither Lang Shang nor Lang Sheng nor Jiang Tong thought that there was someone hiding in the snowdrift. All this was unexpected and caught people off guard. Lang Shang's body plopped down on the snow like a stumbled horse, causing a splash of snowflakes.
At this time, the young man rushed in front of him with a gust of wind and snow. Lang Shang held his hand on the snow and stabbed the young man with a gun in his right hand. The young man blocked the spear with the butcher's knife in his hand, and the boning knife in his left hand was close to Lang Shang.
The gun body cut off his hand. The friction between the blade and the gun body made a harsh sound, and a string of sparks were wiped out. The knife was fast and urgent, and Lang Shang's right hand was cut off from the wrist by the extremely sharp boning knife. Lang Shang was broken.
Blood spurted out from his wrist like a spring, and his broken right hand was still holding the handle of the gun. Then the young man's knife slashed across Lang Shang's neck. The knife broke the neck, and Lang Shang's head flew up from his neck with a stream of blood.
His eyes were wide open and his mouth was still open before he could let out a blood-curdling scream.
The young man's body also flew away dexterously.
At this time Lang Sheng and Jiang Tong also rushed over.
Seeing his brother's head flying up in the wind and rain, Lang Sheng's liver and gallbladder were split, and he screamed in pain.
"Dick!"
Lang Sheng waved his sword, Jiang Tong raised his knife, and the two of them rushed towards the young man. Just as the two figures passed by the two piles of snow, the snow pile suddenly seemed to explode, and snowflakes flew everywhere. Two people were hit by the confused flying snow.
A figure rushed towards the two of them.
At the same time, the young man also rushed towards the two of them.
Now Lang Sheng and Jiang Tong were on guard. Lang Sheng's martial arts was the highest among the five evil spirits. He turned around in the snow, dodged the attacker's sharp knife, and struck the attacker with two swords in succession.
He let out a scream and his body was almost split into three parts by the furious Lang Sheng. As blood sprayed out, the attacker's body also fell to the snow.
As soon as Lang Sheng killed the sneak attacker, another bigger snowdrift opened next to him, and two figures hidden in it flashed out and rushed toward Lang Sheng. Lang Sheng fought with the two men with his sword.
At this moment, Jiang Tong swung his knife to chop down the person who attacked him, but at this moment, the young man's figure was hidden in the flying snow and came to Jiang Tong. The young man's butcher knife in his right hand drew a cold light, and the snowflakes continued to break in the light of the knife.
The cold light rushed towards Jiang Tong's face. Jiang Tong roared and swung his knife to block the knife, and the young man struck again with the second knife. The young man swung the butcher knife in his right hand faster and faster, and the boning knife in his left hand was still slipping between the three fingers.
Turning, a ray of Dawson's cold light danced like a silver thread in the snow. It was dazzling and heart-stopping.
Finally the opportunity has come!
Just when Jiang Tong struggled to cut a knife and was blocked by the young butcher's knife, the young man lost no time in stabbing Jiang Tong's arm with the boning knife in his left hand. The boning knife penetrated the meat, and then it was pulled diagonally in an instant, and the blade penetrated into the bones, and the bones were scraped by the blade.
There was a frightening "creak" sound. Jiang Tong let out a scream.
The young man succeeded in one move and never gave Jiang Tong another chance.
I saw the young man's figure flashing around Jiang Tong, sometimes flying, sometimes jumping, sometimes rolling in the snow. The butcher's knife and the boning knife alternately came out in his hands, drawing out streaks of dazzling light.
Jiang Tong various parts of the body.
Soon the young man stopped attacking.
Jiang Tong stood there in shock. Suddenly, a stream of blood spurted out from his abdomen, and then blood spurted out from all parts of his left chest, right chest, back, waist, thighs, and calves. The young man's boning knife accurately cut off Jiang Tong's bones.
The main blood vessels of the site. Jiang Tong was now like a water bag with several holes punctured, and blood spurted out from those holes. It sprayed irregular patterns on the snow...
At this moment, Lang Sheng also killed the two attackers on the ground. Seeing Jiang Tong standing in the snow with blood spurting all over his body, his face turned extremely ugly. He raised his sword and looked at the young man.
His brother and Jiang Tong both died at the hands of this young man. At this moment, Lang Sheng wanted to cut the young man's body into thousands of pieces to relieve his hatred.
Lang Sheng said with an angry tone: "Who are you? Is it Zeng Tengyun?!"
Lang Sheng had never met Zeng Tengyun. Although the young man in front of him was too young and did not match Zeng Tengyun's age. But except for Zeng Tengyun, Lang Sheng couldn't think of anyone else in Shili Killing Field who had such terrifying sword skills. He thought maybe Zeng Tengyun
The raw ones are tender.
The young man held the boning knife with three fingers and put it to his mouth. He stuck out his tongue and licked the blood on the knife, and said with a smile: "Guess."
"No matter who you are, suffer death!" Lang Sheng roared and slashed at the young man with his sword. At the same time, he yelled: "The real master has appeared!"
Lang Sheng fought with the young man.
Following Lang Sheng's cry, a moment later, a dozen figures flashed around. They all wore white hats and white cloaks, blending into the white snow. Their murderous aura spread in the wind and snow, stirring the wind.
The snow seemed to be getting faster and more chaotic. Only figures could be seen flying around in a circle.
None of them are weak in martial arts.
The leader was wearing an animal skin suit without a hood, holding a short fork with a ghost head, and had the aura of a beast.
It was Fei Ya, a master from the West Sea.
It turns out that Beifu and Mutian Sect have sent several forces to hunt down the survivors of the Southern Alliance in the past two years in order to eradicate the problem.
This town is not far from the border. According to clues, Qin Dingfang learned that people from the Southern Alliance were hiding here. The Beifu sent several groups of people here, but most of them never returned. Judging from the wounds of the survivors, Qin Dingfang concluded that the people hiding in the border were
Among the Zeng family, Zeng Tengyun was most likely to be the leader, so this time Qin Dingfang sent Wu Sha and his people, while Fei Ya and his people cooperated secretly, preparing to wipe out all the remaining members of the Zeng family.
They quickly approached and surrounded the young man.
The young man did not expect that there were actually a group of enemies hiding in the dark. Now he was surrounded and it was difficult to escape. Now he could only fight to the death.
Fei Ya had fought with Zeng Tengyun, and he saw that the young man who fought fiercely with Lang Sheng was not Zeng Tengyun.
Just then the door of the inn opened, and a man in white walked out of the inn.
He also conveniently took off the lantern hanging on the pillar of the inn door, shaking in the wind and snow, and held it in his hand.
The man in white was holding a lantern and walking towards the field calmly. The flames in the lantern seemed to be jumping faster. The light was projected on the snow, making the snow around him dim. These dim images continued to appear as the flames jumped.
A strange and bizarre picture emerges.
On a snowy night, a man in white holds a lantern.
The cloak on his body was raised, and the white fox fur on the edge of the cloak bloomed like edelweiss in the wind and snow. (To be continued.)