When people heard his words, greed overwhelmed fear, excitement overwhelmed hesitation, and morale reached its peak. wWW!QuanBeN-XiaoShuo!COmEveryone was full of fighting spirit, grinning, and rushed forward, with the momentum to swallow Han Xiaohan and others in one gulp. Even many of Gu Aotian's men were ready to move, and they were ready to try their luck. Gu Aotian groaned and stabilized his subordinates in time, sneering secretly. Only a fool would believe Qiu Tian's words. Who in the world would give up the position they had worked so hard to get to others
Qiu Tian's more than 200 men are much more powerful than the 100 men just now. They are also the elite of his Western Dragon King. Most of these people have their own skills and have practiced internal and external skills to a certain extent. Whether fighting alone or cooperating as a whole, they have reached a very high level. Even if they use a regular army that is several times more armed than them to fight against them, they may not be sure of winning. An expert can tell the outcome with just one move. Just look at the opponent's leaping body. Han Xiaohan understood in his heart, sighed secretly, and smiled bitterly: It seems that I can't kill today! Blood Wolf No. 1 whispered to his three companions: "The other side has more people, we must fight quickly and decisively!"
"Yes!" The other three members of the Blood Wolf Group responded in a low voice, slowly stood up, holding the bloodstained swords in their hands with the tips of the swords drooping, and made a gesture of starting.
"Kill!" The man who rushed to the front jumped onto the roof, holding a one-and-a-half-meter-long crescent-shaped sword in both hands, and swept it towards Han Xiaohan's neck viciously.
Han Xiaohan raised his left hand slightly, facing the blade. When he was about to get close, he suddenly turned his palm up, and gently pinched the blade with five fingers. He didn't see how hard he tried, but the man's powerful and heavy knife couldn't cut it down no matter what. His body stopped in mid-air, and the veins on his forehead bulged high. He and Han Xiaohan grabbed the knife handle and the blade respectively, and used their strength to fight. But how could his internal strength resist Han Xiaohan, whose Ren and Du meridians were already opened? The latter laughed loudly, pulled his fingers back, and the opponent was under force, and the whole person rushed towards him. Han Xiaohan turned his body to the side, and used one hand to avoid the crescent-shaped knife. He grabbed the waistband of the man's pants like lightning, and pulled it along. The man screamed, flew over Han Xiaohan's head, and flew straight to the Blood Wolf No. 2 behind him.
"Puchi!" With the dull sound of the knife entering the flesh and bones, the screaming stopped abruptly. Blood Wolf No. 2 cut him in half with one knife. The two pieces of flesh, covered in blood, fell under the house.
The man's tragic death was just the beginning of a fight. More people jumped onto the roof one after another and fought with Han Xiaohan and others.
The scene was chaotic and bloody. The sounds of metal colliding and screaming blended together, stimulating the deepest part of the heart of every spectator. The blood rain and flying limbs made everyone shiver secretly, their scalps tingled, and their hair stood on end, as if they were in hell.
Gu Aotian frowned and clenched his fists, not even noticing his nails piercing his flesh. At this moment, the scarred middle-aged man who was in charge of collecting dry wood came back with dozens of people, each holding a mountain of wood and cloth in their arms, panting and sweating. The middle-aged man said with a proud look on his face, "Mr. Gu, it's done!"
His gaze remained on the roof for a long time before he slowly retracted it, swept over the middle-aged man, looked at the dry wood that everyone had obtained, thought for a moment, and said with a smile: "Go ahead and prepare, arrange the things, and follow my orders!" "Understood!" The middle-aged man smiled flatteringly: "Most of the structures of the Dark Night Bar are made of wood. After so many years of wind and sun, they have become dead wood. They will catch fire if they touch fire. Hehe, no matter how powerful Han Xiaohan is, I'm afraid he can't escape from us... No, Mr. Gu, this fire!"