Under the threat of the poisonous sacks, the guards of the dark night gate could not form a battle against the enemy. The only thing they could rely on was their own cultivation base. Instead, they were the five killers outside the factory gate. They all used the medicine in advance and were not afraid at all. The threat of poisonous smoke screamed into the front of the guards.
The chaos started in an instant.
There are two eighth-rank masters among the guards, and they are still capable of fighting against the S-rank killer. The other guards of the seventh-rank cultivation base were knocked into the air by the killers as soon as they met. They either vomited blood or fell down. .
What is even more frightening is that the poisonous smoke is spreading, and the guards who are knocked down on the ground will soon be infested by the poisonous smoke, and bloody patches will soon appear on the outer skin.
"Rush out and end up!"
Ding Xiaoshan supported Dong Xiaodao, and the two moved out against the wall. Dong Xiaodao roared anxiously as he watched the guards were completely suppressed.
It's no use, the guards have no formation, no cover between each other, the scene is almost in a one-sided situation, and it is completely downwind.
And their leader Zhang Feng was actually suppressed at this time.
Carlos and Big Jack, one of them used large double scimitars, and the other used two nearly one-meter long swing sticks to pinch Zhang Feng from left to right. Zhang Feng could only dodge in the shadow of the knives.
"Get out, all out!"
The dignified Grand Master was trapped by two S-class killers, Zhang Feng suppressed his anger and shouted loudly.
"Want to go, how easy is it?"
Carlos laughed contemptuously, but his hands kept on. The two scimitars danced like two iron wheels, which not only protected himself, but also controlled half of Zhang Feng's evasion space.
The big Jack on the other side didn't talk much, but he was ruthless, and the two swinging sticks didn't know what the material was. There was basically no sound when they waved, like two ghosts, which would kill people at any time.
Zhang Feng can be sure that even if it is his physical fitness, he will be exposed to the flesh if he slaps him with a stick.
"Die!"
Carlos found that Zhang Feng was only going back, and became more excited.
Two arcs of light came straight to the top of Zhang Feng's head.
The big Jack on the other side found that Carlos was no longer probing, and also launched an attack. Two swing sticks, one from bottom to top, one from top to bottom, one attacking Zhang Feng’s vitals, and the other attacking Zhang Feng’s head. Department, the moves are very spicy.
The two people, one on the left and the other, did not use Chinese martial arts, which made Zhang Feng very uncomfortable to deal with, but fortunately, he also gradually improved his martial arts during assassinations abroad, so he was not in a hurry at this moment.
Seeing the two attack coming, Zhang Feng's mouth curled, and his legs touched the ground lightly, and the whole person flew back, fluttering as if a kite was blown by the gale.
"Don't run!"
Carlos screamed and chased up, while Big Jack circled an arc and continued to threaten Zhang Feng from the side.
"Come on!"
In midair, Zhang Feng stretched out his right arm and shouted.
"The master takes the knife!"
In a minibus, the window was suddenly opened from the inside, and with a shout, a long strip like a stick flew into the air.
It turned out that Zhang Feng had ambushed good people and hid them in the minibus, holding his knife all the time.
The probe caught the fierce sword wrapped in white cloth, and Zhang Feng couldn't peel off the cloth wrapped, and Carlos and Big Jack's attack arrived.
The two assassins also knew that if Zhang Feng got the weapon in hand, their hunting would become even more difficult, so they went fiercely and attacked with all their strength.
"Humph!"
At the moment of the photoelectric flint, Zhang Feng grasped the handle of the Fierce Sword and shook it fiercely.
"Huh..." An astonishing sound of breaking through the air sounded, as if a tornado suddenly blew on an empty grassland, and the wind was astonishing.
The fierce sword wrapped in white cloth swept across and went straight to Carlos.
"Jack, attack!"
Carlos didn't evade, two scimitars crossed his chest, trying to block.
The big Jack on the other side had no scruples, and the two swing sticks pierced Zhang Feng's chest straightly. When they got closer, they made two soft clicks, and the faint blue spears popped out of the swing sticks' head.
At this moment, time seemed to stagnate, Carlos defended, and Big Jack used a unique attack to attack, while Zhang Feng still maintained a turning and twisting motion, and the huge fierce sword was quickly sweeping.
Generally speaking, Zhang Feng’s attack will be blocked, and he has no chance to defend because of his full attack, so he will inevitably be pierced into his chest by two short spears...
However, the fact is that Zhang Feng is faster!
"Dang!" As soon as the loud noise sounded, Carlos's double knives were shattered by the huge impact, and the Fierce Swords went unabated, and continued to slash towards Carlos.
go with.
After all, Carlos was also the number one killer after Zhang Feng was in seclusion.
"Boom!" There was another muffled sound, and Carlos was severely chopped on his chest by the fierce sword. Even if a scimitar blocked the blade from being cut, the heavy force made him fly out on the spot.
On the other side, before Big Jack's attack arrived, Zhang Feng just twisted his body. Not only did he easily dodge Big Jack's attack, he also drove the Fierce Sword to continue to slash towards Big Jack.
"No..." Big Jack exclaimed, and hurriedly lowered his head. Hearing the howl of the fierce knife, he wiped his scalp and passed, he was startled in a cold sweat on the spot.
Not daring to attack, he rolled on the spot and fled two meters away.
At this distance, it should be possible to jump out of Zhang Feng's attack range.
When I looked up, my whole body was cold...
I saw that the cloth broke and turned into the sky shattered, like a heavy rain falling out of thin air, followed by a bright cold light, stabbing it straight towards him.
It's too fast!
At this moment, Big Jack’s fighting spirit completely faded, and the obsession of fighting for the world’s number one killer also disappeared. There was only one thought left in his mind: escape, escape, where Zhang Feng appeared from now on, himself Turn around and leave.
The thought of running arose, and Big Jack rolled on the spot again, turned and ran.
"Big Jack, we still have a chance!"
Carlos was four or five meters away, screaming at Big Jack despite the blood in his mouth.
However, Big Jack didn't pay attention at all, and ran madly in one direction. There were windows on the walls of the factory building, which were more than 2.5 meters above the ground, but he couldn't stop any S-class killer who wanted to escape.
"Fack!" Carlos yelled, turning his head and shouting at the five assassins who were fighting at the door: "Don't waste time, do a trick!"
At the entrance of the factory, the five killers in the melee heard the shouts and stopped the attack together. Under the guards' cautious gaze, they each took out black iron eggs from their rucksacks.
"It's a pity that you can't get a grenade in China, otherwise it would not be a homemade thing!" A killer sneered a few times before he threw the iron egg out.
The same actions of the other four, five iron eggs, flew to the surrounding guards...
(End of this chapter)