Yi Xiaotian's eyes flashed with cold electricity: "Okay." As soon as he finished speaking, the figure floated to the east in front of the laughing gangster. He stretched out his right hand and grabbed the tallest gangster. He shouted, the gangster was actually picked up and threw it away. With a "bang", the big man screamed and smashed seven or eight of them. Many of the gangsters were holding watermelon knives. They suddenly hit him and didn't have time to withdraw. Three watermelon knives were inserted into the back of the big man. How could it be a miserable word!

It was almost time for the time being that the Han people had not yet fallen to the ground, Yi Xiaotian had already grabbed another one and rushed out to the crowd, then knocked down one with one punch, kicked it under his feet, and a gangster rolled to the ground with his legs in his arms and howled.

Yi Xiaotian was floating in the crowd. Every move he made, someone would fall down. After a while, he felt that he was not fast enough, so he snatched two longer iron pipes, and danced like a windmill, and hit the south from the east to the south. Wherever he passed, the waves were cracking and invincible. No one could stop his moves. When he was swept by the iron pipe, he could only roll to the ground and howl.

At this time, Yi Xiaotian changed his usual cynicism, his loud shouts were deafening, and his murderous intent surged in his big eyes. The fierce power that emerged from his entire person made the Qing Gang gang frightened!

Hong Kun was also shocked when he watched the fighting arena, but he thought that Yi Xiaotian was Murong Feng's bodyguard, and this big boss must not be very good. As long as Murong Feng is captured, he still has to submit.

Thinking of this, he shouted to his side: "Come and kill me, tie the chairman up!" As he said that, he grabbed the ghost-headed sword that the entourage next to him was holding for him, took the lead, and took a few big steps to Murong Feng, stared at the bull's eyes and shouted: "Kill!"

Hong Kun's big sword weighs about 26 kilograms, with a very thick back, and Hong Kun's tall figure, this sword is really invincible and unstoppable!

Murong Feng was not a person who liked to talk much. When he saw the big knife slashing, his figure suddenly shook. He had already reached Hong Kun's right side and punched Hong Kun's right flank!

Hong Kun's knife had just slashed the middle of the way. Murong Feng's fist was as hard as an iron hammer, and the sound was very dull, but the "click" sound of the broken ribs coming soon was very crisp!

Hong Kun screamed "ah" just now, Murong Feng's left palm had already slapped his vest. Hong Kun only felt a powerful force hitting his heart, and a mouthful of blood was spurted out with a "pop", then "pop" the palm of his cervical vertebrae, and his head was dizzy, and the ghost-headed sword fell to the ground. His legs and feet were bent one after another, hitting him to kneel on the ground!

Suddenly, Feng Tao was heard by a scream. Murong Feng saw that two gangsters took advantage of the chaos to attack Feng Tao. At this time, Feng Tao had been beaten up, and he screamed in pain. The two gangsters naturally didn't want to stop. They raised their iron pipes and were about to smash them down. The situation was extremely critical!

Before Murong Feng could think too much, he raised his foot and kicked the handle of a watermelon knife on the ground. The watermelon knife was "snatched" with a cold light and inserted it into the butt of a gangster. The gangster screamed and scared the gangster beside him. After a silence, Murong Feng arrived, grabbed his collar and threw it at the pile of people over there. The gangster screamed and smashed several of them. There must be something wrong with the bones in his body!

After a while, the battle ended, Yi Xiaotian looked at his watch and regained his hippie smile: "Hehe, brother, it's just four minutes and forty seconds, hehe."
Chapter completed!