The fall of the Tyrannosaurus Rex marked that the Green Gang lost another strong general, and the second of the ten generals in the war was gone. Many Green Gang members around who were struggling to kill with their swords saw the Tyrannosaurus Rex falling to the ground and died, and the hand holding the knife couldn't help but move.

Hang down, in their eyes the top ten generals of the Qing Gang are the gods of war

, is the god of the Qing Gang second only to Ouyang Xiao. How can they not be surprised when the God of War in their hearts is killed? The people of the Feiyu Gang don't care whether the people of the Qing Gang are surprised or not, they still chop down mercilessly with the machetes in their hands. Many people look at the violence.

The green gang thug who was in a daze with the dragon's body was hacked to the ground by a machete.

"Brothers! Kill! Don't let go of the Qing Gang people." Zhang Qiang picked up the military spurs on the ground and shouted with his head raised. The loud voice echoed over the golf course. Zhang Qiang's voice stimulated everyone in the Feiyu Gang.

The fire of hatred suppressed in their hearts burned brightly, and the machetes in their hands were used to vent their anger.

Tools, the people of the Qing Gang were the targets for them to vent their anger. They slashed wildly, slashing down with bloody machetes, lifting them up, and slashing down again. The fifteen hundred people of the Feiyu Gang completely turned into bloodthirsty beasts.

, they have forgotten the value of life, their minds are filled with endless killing, and the cold light flashing in their eyes is frightening.

The people of the Qinggang are afraid. They are the elite of the Qinggang, but what about the elites? It is normal to be afraid of the "beast" holding a sharp blade, and it is even more normal to be hacked to death. In the dark night, the sparks generated by the collision of machetes are particularly dazzling.

, with every spark, there is a trace of murderous intent, and the murderous intent is filled with endless killings. This bloody night is destined to shock the underworld of Z country.

Zhang Qiang and twelve iron guards rushed into the crowd and ran rampant. The intimidating Qing Gang people retreated one after another. The Qing Gang's less than a thousand people continued to fall to the ground under the crazy hacking of more than 1,500 people. They were killed by the Qing Gang.

Those who are called elites can only make wailing sounds when they fall on the ground. The wailing of many people falling on the ground is just the beginning of the nightmare, and the countless feet on the body is the end of the nightmare. The shadow of fear envelopes everyone in the Qinggang.

one person.

While the brutal fighting was going on on the golf course, more than a hundred people led by Kuang Hu launched a fierce battle with the Xue Feng led by Guo Feiyu himself in the Qing Gang's "command post." Kuang Hu, who hurriedly rescued, did not expect that the Feiyu Gang still had such a powerful force.

A strange force, he knew when he first saw hundreds of big men dressed in black and holding special scimitars.

There is a huge difference in momentum between the elite among the elite and the mob. People like Kuang Hu can tell with just one glance that these people are extraordinary. The hundreds of people who followed him back are definitely not from this group.

Even if someone is not his opponent, he has to be his opponent. If something happened to Wang Junsheng, he would have no shame in going back to see Ouyang Xiao.

As soon as more than a hundred people from the Qinggang came into contact with the Xuefeng men, their strength was revealed. The Xuefeng men had been recharging their energy for more than half a year, and everyone was full of fighting spirit. They wielded their swords powerfully, moved quickly, and struck without a trace.

Being merciless can be said to be fatal. After a long period of fighting and running, more than a hundred people from the Qing Gang are already tired soldiers. How can they cope with it?

During the attack by the members of the Blood Front, the machetes in some people's hands were blown away by the scimitars, and some people's entire arms were chopped off by the sharp scimitars at the shoulder level. The men of the Blood Front were killed even more by the bright red stimulation.

With all their efforts, the sticky blood splashed on their faces, and they didn't bother to wipe it off. All their passion and energy were devoted to one thing - killing.

Half of the more than 100 people who followed Kuanghu back fell to the floor of the villa in less than two minutes. The remaining half were still struggling to hold on, their machetes with curled blades, and their bloody bodies everywhere.

, sticky blood was flowing on the floor, and the whole villa was filled with a strong smell of blood, which was disgusting and exciting.

Kuang Hu was still agile and flexible under the siege of more than a dozen members of the Blood Front. His figure quickly flashed among more than a dozen sharp scimitars. A man from the Blood Front retracted his hand and was pinched by Kuang Hu's five fingers.

, "Crack!" The big man's wrist was twisted, and the sharp scimitar was in Kuang Hu's hand. In a flash of cold light, the big man's throat was cut open by the scimitar that was still in his hand just now. Kuang Hu opened the big man's throat.

The blade turned at the back of his throat and struck another big man's arm. Although the men of Blood Front were brave and not afraid of death, these could not make up for the gap in strength between them and Kuang Hu. The scimitar in Kuang Hu's hand

An arc of light was drawn, and an arm holding a scimitar fell to the ground. The man whose arm was cut off did not make a scream, his teeth bit his lower lip tightly, and his body jumped up and hit the mad tiger.

Kuang Hu was slightly shocked when he saw the actions of the man with a broken arm, and thought to himself, "How did the Feiyu Gang train this group of people? There are not many people like this in the Qing Gang. This Feiyu Gang is really not simple."

Kuanghu was thinking about his thoughts, but his movements were still fast, his body turned sharply, and the scimitar was driven by his wrist and slashed across the waist of the big man with an arm. "Plop!" The man with a broken arm fell to the floor, and his body was severed from the waist to the waist.

Two cuts.

"Yeah!" More people from Xue Feng roared and surrounded Kuang Hu, and dozens of scimitars were slashed at various parts of Kuang Hu's body. Guo Feiyu put his hands in his trouser pockets and walked down the stairs slowly, followed by two iron guards.

Behind Guo Feiyu.

"Back off!" Guo Feiyu said loudly as he looked at the men besieging Kuanghu. More than thirty bloody men stepped aside and made way for an open space. The conference living room on the first floor of the villa suddenly became quiet.

The more than 100 people from the Qing Gang had been wiped out by Xuefeng's men long ago. There were no living people on the floor, only dead bodies.

Guo Feiyu's handsome face was extremely cold, and murderous intent emerged in his dark eyes. A faint cold air radiated from his body, and an uncontrollable impulse arose in his heart. This was the desire to kill.

Kuang Hu stared at Guo Feiyu, who was approaching step by step, and felt a strong murderous aura. He thought to himself, "Could this handsome young man with extraordinary bearing be the Northern Underworld Emperor Guo Feiyu."

"Who are you!" Guo Feiyu and Tyrannosaurus asked the same question at the same time. "Haha" Guo Feiyu curled his lips, sneered twice, and said, "I am Guo Feiyu."

"Hahaha!" Kuanghu grinned a few times and said disdainfully: "I didn't expect that the leader of the northern underworld is actually a little kid. It's really not as famous as meeting him."

When the people around Xuefeng heard Kuang Hu's words, their eyes widened and they glared at Kuang Hu. They raised the scimitars in their hands. In the hearts of men like Xuefeng, disrespect for Guo Feiyu is disrespect to God, and they will never tolerate it.

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"Then you try the tricks of this little kid like me." The corners of Guo Feiyu's mouth turned up, and a heart-chilling smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. His slender and straight body shot towards the mad tiger like an arrow from the string, and the five arrows in his right hand

A finger pinched Kuanghu's throat, his movements were graceful and fast.

Kuang Hu knew that Cang Lang, who was one of the top ten generals of the Qing Gang with him, died at the hands of Guo Feiyu. He did not dare to be careless in the slightest, and stepped aside to let go of Guo Feiyu's right hand. The scimitar he held in his hand struck Guo Feiyu's shoulder.

Guo Feiyu quickly turned around and grabbed Kuang Hu's wrist with his right hand. Kuang Hu retracted his hand and retreated.

Two figures flashed quickly in a small open space. In the blink of an eye, the two of them exchanged more than ten moves. The moves were extremely dangerous. The hearts of the two iron guards watching the battle were in their throats. The hands holding the military thorns were so strong that they

A little trembling because of it. Kuanghu is not afraid of Guo Feiyu, but he has too many things to worry about. Golf

The fighting situation on the court and Wang Junsheng's life and death prevented him from concentrating on fighting Guo Feiyu. At the same time, he was still thinking about how to break out of the siege of hundreds of people. Multitasking is okay, but it must be based on the situation. In this case, he will be distracted.
Chapter completed!