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"First row, retreat!"

"Second row, up!"

Zhang Zhun continued to shout commands.

The guards in the first row immediately pulled out their bamboo guns and took a big step back.

The bamboo gun was drawn out, blood gushed, blood arrows flew, and blood was suddenly covered with blood on the ground.

Twenty corpses, like children's toys, were paralyzed on the ground.

Even, there was no time to scream.

Even the thug behind hasn't seen clearly what's going on.

Even, Black Panther didn't have time to retract the words that came to her mouth.

"Erlangzi, see how you die today!"

"I want to go against Lord Qianhu? You dream about you!"

"I thought you were so capable..."

He didn't finish his last sentence.

Because, all twenty subordinates were lying on the ground.

There was no casualties on the guard side. They stood there with their bamboo guns tightly holding the bamboo guns, their eyes cold and fierce. Each bamboo gun was dripping blood, drop by drop, string by string. The sound of blood beads falling to the ground was clearly audible. Some bamboo guns cracked due to violent impacts, and blood penetrated into the bamboo guns, and then slowly penetrated out, as if they were endless blood fountains.

The black panther was stunned.

Just die like this?

Twenty people died like this?

He could not believe in everything he saw in front of him.

The others around Black Panther also felt their scalp numb.

Twenty vicious companions were stabbed to death like this?

Why did these people in Yangjiatun suddenly become so fierce? Are they just poor and dying military households? How could the bamboo guns in their hands have such great lethality? They are still preparing to hang the other party one by one to burn them to death?

"forward!"

"kill!"

Before Black Panther and others could react, Zhang Zhun had stopped drinking again.

The guard immediately pushed the bamboo gun flat and steadily forward.

The place below Liushugou is not very spacious. After being hit, the Black Panther thugs gathered together and made a force push. As long as they were stabbed by a bamboo gun, they would either die or be injured. Three thousand assassination training a day is enough for the bamboo gun to do this.

Of course, Zhang Zhun rushed to the front of the team.

"kill!"

Black Panther also reacted and was furious.

He hasn't suffered such a big loss in Fushansou for so long!

In the past, if there were military households who dared to cause trouble, they were beaten to death by him. The corpse was on the spot, who was afraid of? Today, these poor military households in Yangjiatun dared to resist. If they did not suppress this unhealthy trend, what would he do in the future? If they could not deal with these poor military households, how could he survive in the future?

Seeing Zhang Zhun rushing up, Black Panther swept the iron rod in his hand and rushed up. His iron rod was specially made, weighing 30 to 40 kilograms and seven feet long. As long as an ordinary person gets a stick, even if he doesn't die, he will be seriously injured. Black Panther is still a little capitalized after so many years of arrogant in Fushan. Basically, no one is his opponent when fighting alone.

A cold smile appeared at the corner of Zhang Jun's mouth.

bring it on!

I've been waiting for you for a long time!

There were still two triangular thorns in Zhang Zhun's hand.

A temporary creation of a cracked iron triangular thorn.

Because the construction process is not very good, the surface of the triangular thorn is very rough and the grip is not smooth enough. It is very frustrating to hold it in the palm of your hand. However, the rough surface of the triangular thorn also has an advantage, which is to make everyone hold it tighter. Even if it is stained with sweat and blood, the triangular thorn will not easily get out of hand. As long as you use a little force, your spirit will be boosted.

"call!"

Black Panther rushed to Zhang Zhun and hit her head with a stick, fast and ruthless.

Zhang Zhun avoided sideways.

"Bang!"

The iron rod hit the mud, smashing a huge mud pit.

The black panther then lifted the iron rod and swept it.

The iron rod was too long and had a large control range. This sweep directly covered all within two feet of the side. The guards could not pass the iron rod, so they had to stop. Some people cleverly crossed the ridge next to them.

Zhang Zhun did not retreat but advanced, stepped forward and instantly arrived in front of Black Panther.

"laugh!"

Triangular stabs strike.

After all, Black Panther has rich combat experience and immediately realizes something is wrong.

The iron rod is too long and it is impossible to take it back.

There was no choice but to throw the iron rod, retreat quickly, and then snatch a waist knife from his subordinates, subconsciously blocking him. He cut off his waist knife and tried to cut off the triangular stab.

"puff!"

Zhang Zhun's triangular prick accurately stabbed the subordinate's chest.

"Um!"

The subordinate subconsciously groaned, and his movements immediately condensed.

Brigadier General Zhang thrust his triangular edge, blood gushed out, and the body rotated half a circle and was paralyzed on the ground.

Black Panther was shocked and hurriedly waved his waist knife to try to cut off Zhang Zhun's wrist.

"when!"

Zhang Zhun raised the triangular thorn in his left hand.

The waist knife slashed on the triangular thorns, splashing out dazzling flames.

The triangular thorns have a bad appearance and are not of good quality. Their superiority thorns are thick and strong, and they can withstand such head-on chopping. Unless Guan Yun grows alive and Lu Bu is reborn, it is impossible to cut off the triangular thorns directly.

If he missed a blow, the Black Panther hurriedly put away his knife.

"laugh!"

The triangular thorn on Zhang Zhun's right hand followed.

The black panther hurriedly swung his knife to block the triangular pierced.

"when!"

Another very crisp collision sound.

The triangular thorns were indeed knocked open and sparks flew everywhere.

The Black Panther felt relieved and quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that such strange weapons are not impossible to deal with!

"laugh!"

However, before Black Panther could breathe, Zhang Zhun's left hand had a three-edged stab again.

The triangular thorns are quite obvious from the side, but from the front, it is more troublesome.

Looking at the front, the triangular thorn is simply a small black spot.

If you accidentally make a mistake in judgment, the triangular thorn will come to you.

passive!

Very passive!

This is the biggest feeling of Black Panther.

The only function of triangular thorns is thorns.

Fierce and erratic thorns!

It is this fierce thorn that makes the Black Panther very uncomfortable.

Intuition told him that this weapon was very terrible and if it was stabbed, the consequences would be unimaginable.

In desperation, Black Panther had to continue to retreat.

At this time, the guards had already worked with Black Panther's men.

When the sheep that was expected to be slaughtered by others suddenly turned into an extremely fierce lion, and the entire battlefield was completely in chaos. The original subordinates of the Black Panther were only more than 60 people. Twenty had been assassinated just now, but now there were only about forty. There were eighty soldiers in the guard team. Two against one, and the Black Panther's subordinates were immediately devastated.

Zhang Zhun has never liked to win more with less, so there is no need.
To be continued...