It is now four o'clock in the afternoon. The sun is obviously weaker and no longer so hot. A little majestic wind blows gently, making people feel refreshed. However, there is still a tense and depressing atmosphere all around.

The road was blocked again. To the east were more than 1,200 people from the Julang Gang, and to the west were nearly a thousand people from the Liepo Gang. The two sides hated each other and were on the verge of breaking out.

In the open space in the middle of the intersection, two people, Gao Jian and Gui Yaqing, were standing. One was holding a famous German machete in the machete world, and the other was a green and strange green water sword, about to challenge each other.

Gao Jian, who has practiced martial arts since childhood and has good kung fu, did not take the opposite Gui Yaqing seriously at all. When she proposed a duel, he agreed without hesitation. Even though he was in the underworld, he valued his dignity.

Extremely serious, much stronger than some shameless government officials. In his view, if you refuse the enemy's request for a duel, it means that you dare not because you are afraid of others!

The knife is picked up slowly, sharp and heavy, and the steel mouth is excellent. This is the quality of a famous brand machinist.

Gao Jian said in a deep voice: "Killing my brother is unforgivable. You must die!"

Gui Yaqing snorted coldly and said: "Stop talking nonsense, just use whatever ability you have. My aunt is not afraid of you. It's not sure who will win!"

Gao Jian was angry in his heart. If I don't show you how powerful he is, you still don't know that Lord Ma has three eyes. He roared, rushed over with a lunge, picked up the machete in his hand and chopped it down hard with "Strength Splitting Huashan".

, the momentum is amazing!

Gui Yaqing saw the ferocity of his sword, and a look of surprise flashed in her eyes. No wonder this boy looked arrogant and arrogant. It turned out that he really had good kung fu. With just one sword, he could cut a piece of wood as thick as a bowl.

The speed is even more astonishing, and it is estimated that very few people can escape.

However, as a disciple of the famous Kunlun sect in the martial arts world, Gui Yaqing was naturally one of the few. She quickly stepped aside, raised her delicate hand, and the green water sword turned into a green light and stabbed it like lightning. Except for the strength ratio,

Kenna's sword is slightly weaker, but his speed is even better, and he really has an amazing skill.

Gao Jian's face was full of surprise. He never expected that this young woman was so agile and so skilled in swordsmanship. He hurriedly swung his sword to block, trying to block the opponent's attack.

Gui Yaqing sneered, her wrist shook and she suddenly changed her moves. The Bishui Sword struck the machete diagonally. With a "dang" sound, the machete was cut into two pieces and the blade fell to the ground.

Only the handle of the knife was left in Gao Jian's hand. He was extremely shocked. He swung his right hand and threw the handle of the knife away.

Gui Yaqing picked up the Bishui Sword in her hand, turned the handle to the side, and said in a cold voice: "Kneel down and beg for mercy!"

Gao Jian said angrily: "What you think is wrong..." The weapon in his hand was lost, but there was no look of fear on his face. He missed with both fists and pounced again, like a ferocious tiger.

"Looking for death!" Gui Yaqing's bright eyes flashed with coldness. She swung her clear water sword and performed a set of falling flower sword techniques. The sword moves were agile and never left the vital parts of the body.

Gao Jian had no weapon in his hand, and the opponent's sword was too sharp to confront him head-on. He kept dodging and retreating. After five moves, his dodge movement was a little slow, and he was scratched on his left shoulder by the opponent's sharp sword.

Next, a deep wound suddenly appeared. The skin and flesh were turned out and bloody, and it was as deep as the bone. He groaned in pain.

Seeing Gao Jian's defeat, Li Jun no longer ignored his instruction that no one was allowed to come forward to help during the duel, and shouted, "Brothers, hurry up and protect the hall master, charge..."

More than a thousand people brandished weapons and rushed over like a stormy sea to help the hall master escape. Unexpectedly, before they could rush forward, Gui Yaqin used a unique move "Duyoushenshang", and the blue water sword danced rapidly and swung out.

Countless green lights suddenly appeared on Gao Jian's neck, and he shouted sternly: "Whoever dares to come over, I will kill him immediately..."

Many members of the Julang Gang were dumbfounded and hurriedly stopped, not daring to go forward anymore. They looked at each other, not knowing what to do. After all, the hall leader was currently under restraint. If he charged forward forcefully, his life would be taken.

Gao Jian never expected that he would be defeated and held hostage. His eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes and he said angrily: "Kill me if you dare."

Gui Yaqing sneered and said: "If I kill you, wouldn't it be an advantage for you? Since Ximen Lang entrusted you with such an important task as pacifying Hangzhou, it shows that he trusts you. In this case, I won't kill you and stay."

There are other uses for you."

Gao Jian said angrily: "Listen to me, don't even think about using me for any transaction..."

Gui Yaqing frowned, "You're really annoying, you're making so much noise, shut up. Someone, please shut up."

Four members of the Liepo Gang came over. One of them, with a ferocious smile on his face, swung the bat in his hand and hit Gao Jian hard on the top of his head. Gao Jian felt his vision go dark and fainted on the ground.

"Hall Master..."

Li Jun and others were shocked and rushed forward again brandishing machetes.

"Stop, who dares to come here!" Gui Yaqing flicked her wrist, and placed the blue water sword across Gao Jian's neck again, scolding her with a frosty mask.

Everyone turned pale with panic, stopped again, looked at the Hall Master who had fainted on the ground not far away with splitting eyes, and for a moment they had no idea.

After Gui Yaqing restrained many members of the Julang Gang, she ordered her subordinates: "Look over his body and find his cell phone for me."

A young man bent over and fumbled around on the high fitness floor for a while, pulled out his Motorola Milestone mobile phone, stood up and handed it over.

Gui Yaqing ordered: "Tie this guy up. If those people on the other side do anything strange, kill him!" As her hands shook, everyone felt their eyes blurred. She had inserted the Bishui Sword into the scabbard on her back.

, clean and neat.

Several Liepo Gang members tied Gao Jian tightly with ropes. One of them squatted down and put a machete against his neck. He looked at the other person with wary eyes, not daring to be careless.

Gui Yaqing took the phone and opened the call history. When she saw the title of Brother Youlang, she clicked on it and started dialing. In the few days since she came back, she not only carefully studied the current strength of the Donghan Gang, but also learned in detail about all Zhejiang's gangs.

and its leaders

, knew about Heshuo's Ximen Lang, and also knew that people in the Julang Gang called this boy "Brother Lang." She thought to herself: Let me meet your boy, Ximen Lang, I want to take a look.

Do you have three heads and six arms?

The call was quickly connected, and a slightly magnetic boy's voice came from inside, "Hello, Gao Jian?"
Chapter completed!