Su Qinghe came to a corpse and sighed: "Master Deng Xiang has gone!"
He secretly sighed, if Guo Shan had saved Deng Xianli first, then he would be the one lying on the ground now.
"Just die, it's no big deal. How can anyone in the mixed martial arts world survive? Let's go to the gang leader!" Chu Li said.
"Yes, let's go quickly!" Guo Shan said.
Everyone followed the two incense owners and ran quickly.
There was no one on the streets of Ping'an Town. A bright moon hung in the sky. Their footsteps broke the tranquility of Ping'an Town.
People were surprised, but they kept their doors and windows closed.
Everyone rushed to the Chivalrous Gang in one breath.
But I saw a group of people gathered around the martial arts training ground. The wind was howling and the sound of "bang bang" was heard constantly. People were leaning outside to watch, and no one dared to get close.
In the middle of the field, two people were punching each other and fighting each other in the air.
Qiao Zhenhai was dressed in a sapphire blue outfit, with a face like a crown jewel, and a very heroic spirit. Opposite him was a handsome middle-aged man with graceful movements. Their moves seemed soft and not powerful, but every move was full of energy, forcing them to Everyone could only keep retreating.
Chu Li glanced at the crowd and shouted: "Shall we kill all these idiots from the Iron Blood Gang?"
Guo Shan hurriedly said: "Wait and see!"
Chu Li said: "What are you waiting for? I'll come!"
He said and rushed forward with his sword.
Guo Shan hurriedly stretched out his hand to pull him, but couldn't. He felt like he was being carried by a strong horse, and he almost lost his balance and fell.
There are only more than forty of them, but there are about eighty in the field. The difference is not even a little bit, and they need to fight one against two. If they challenge rashly, it will be the same as seeking death, but they don't want Zhao Dahe to be stubborn. Take the initiative to stir up trouble.
He originally wanted to wait for the winner between Qiao Zhenhai and Song Tiehua, the leader of the Iron Blood Gang, before deciding what to do.
If the gang leader wins, then they can take advantage of the victory and pursue them. If the gang leader loses, then they don't have to be brave and it's better to run away first.
Everyone in the Iron Blood Gang glanced at them and did not rush forward. They must have had the same idea. At this time, the gang leader would determine the winner, and they would not have to work hard.
The two groups had a tacit understanding, so they didn't want to take action, but they didn't want Chu Li to break their tacit understanding.
Chu Li raised his sword and beheaded the two of them, immediately angering the Iron-Blooded Gang.
Relying on the strength of their numbers, they didn't pay much attention to the Chivalry Gang. They just didn't want to put in the effort to deal with them. They never thought that the guys in the Chivalry Gang were so ignorant, so they could just destroy them!
"Kill Zhao Dahe!" someone shouted.
Everyone rushed up and surrounded Chu Li, and their swords fell on him one after another.
Chu Li's long sword circled around him like a silver horse.
"Ding ding ding ding..." In a series of clear sounds, long knives and swords flew up one after another.
He followed up with another Pingjiang style.
Three heads flew up.
Chu Li ran rampant through the crowd, and there was no one who could join him wherever he went. However, the sword inevitably fell on him, and he was soon covered with wounds. He rushed forward to kill without caring, and then turned around and killed back. Killed twenty people in one go.
He was covered in blood, as if the god of death had come to the world, and everyone felt inexplicably chilled when they met his cold eyes.
Chu Li laughed loudly: "Come on, come on, you idiots from the Iron Blood Gang, let your Grandpa Zhao kill them!"
He said and rushed towards the crowd again.
"Use hidden weapons!" someone shouted.
Suddenly, Xiang Chuli was shrouded in hidden weapons.
Chu Li waved his long knife, and with the sound of "ding, ding", not a single hidden weapon fell on him.
He rushed into the crowd in one breath and chopped off people's heads with his sword again. The head fell to the ground in the Pingjiang style, the arm fell to the ground in the mountain splitting style, and the disembowelment style was disemboweled. The scene was extremely tragic.
Guo Shan gritted his teeth and shouted: "Brother Zhao can't be left alone, we can all come together!"
"Come on!" Everyone shouted and rushed forward, following Chu Li.
Chu Li was invincible, and there was no one who could defeat him wherever he went.
"Ding..." There was a crisp sound, and a young man's long knife swung away, turned in a circle in the air, and slashed down again.
Chu Li's eyes widened and he shouted: "Feng Changwen!"
This is an extremely handsome young man, with sharp eyebrows and sharp eyes. He is handsome and piercing, showing his profound inner strength.
Feng Changwen smiled and said: "Zhao Dahe, you really have a chance, you are quite capable!"
Chu Li snorted: "You only do sneaky things!"
Feng Changwen smiled and said: "As long as I can kill you, it doesn't matter if you are sneaky, just take another blow from me!"
His sword was faster than before.
Chu Li snorted: "You also take a stab at me!"
He ignored Feng Changwen's knife and made a sexual move.
His sword was faster than Feng Changwen's, and he came first.
Feng Changwen could only avoid it sideways, followed by another stab.
Chu Li swung his sword like lightning and even faster. He made a mountain splitting move, forcing Feng Changwen to avoid it again.
Chu Li swung his sword one step further, forcing Feng Changwen to keep retreating.
Chu Li laughed and said: "Feng Changwen, that's all you have!"
As soon as Feng Changwen raised his hand, a cold light shot out from his sleeve and shot close to him instantly.
Chu Li knocked the short arrow away with his sword.
Feng Changwen's long knife had already slashed at him, and Chu Li blocked the knife with another horizontal stroke. A powerful force came from the blade, and a strange internal force penetrated into his body. His expression suddenly changed.
The change in Chu Li's expression was not due to internal injuries, but because he was familiar with this internal force, the Great Light Sutra!
The murderous intention in his heart became more intense, and he shouted loudly before slashing out with his sword.
Feng Changwen felt something was wrong. The force of the shock from the blade made his arm sore and numb. He was unable to swing the second sword, so he retreated sharply.
Chu Li rushed forward.
Feng Changwen dodged suddenly, with extraordinary agility, as if he was swinging away with the force of the knife, like a lotus leaf on the water, light and agile, he instantly flashed into the crowd and disappeared.
Chu Li didn't expect that his Qing Gong was so powerful, so he shouted loudly: "Feng Changwen, you are a sneaky villain, you only know how to plot, you don't dare to fight openly, you are a despicable villain!"
He cursed while swinging the knife.
Feng Changwen, however, hid in the crowd and pretended not to hear. He remained motionless and blended into the surrounding crowd.
"Let's go!" someone shouted in a low voice.
Chu Li saw that it was Feng Changwen speaking in the crowd.
The members of the Iron Blood Gang rushed out, and in the blink of an eye, only one person was left behind.
Some were screaming, some had died, the smell of blood was as strong as substance, and most of the people around them were pale and wanted to vomit.
Chu Li stamped his feet and cursed: "Idiots from the Iron Blood Gang, you are as cowardly as rats!"
"Bang!" A figure rushed over quickly and put a palm print on his chest.
He hurriedly swung the knife, but he still couldn't make it in time. He felt as if his chest was hit by a big hammer and shot straight out.
Chu Li had already seen Song Tiehua's palm. He had confidence in his body, and he could still survive even if the master from Heaven and Earth dealt heavy blows.
Moreover, at this juncture, you can only push through it, and you cannot show your true abilities, otherwise all your previous efforts will be wasted.
"Bang!" He flew more than 20 meters and hit a wall, sticking to the wall like a painting. He spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Song Tiehua!" Qiao Zhenhai snorted angrily and stood in front of Chu Li. (To be continued.)