Yi Xiaotian's eyes flashed with cold electricity: "Okay." As soon as he finished speaking, the figure flickered to the laughing gangster in the east. He stretched out his right hand and grabbed the tallest gangster and shouted,
He picked up this gangster and threw it away. With a "bang", the man screamed and smashed seven or eight of them. Many of the gangsters were holding watermelon knives. They suddenly bumped into each other and didn't have time to withdraw. There were three gangsters.
I inserted the watermelon knife into the back of the man. How could it be so miserable?
At that time, 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 her feet, and a gangster rolled on the ground with his legs in his arms and howled bitterly.
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Yi Xiaotian was floating in the crowd. Every move he made, someone would fall down. After a while, he felt that it was not fast enough, so he snatched two longer iron pipes, danced like a windmill, and hit the south from the east to the south.
Wherever he passes, the waves are cracking and invincible. No one can stop his moves. If he is swept through the iron pipe, he can 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 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 just screamed "ah" and 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 spurted out with a "pop" sound, then "pop"
"The palm of his cervical spine was dizzy, and the ghost-headed sword fell to the ground with a "clang" and his legs and feet were bent one after another, beating 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 and he screamed in pain.
Naturally, a gangster didn't want to stop, and he was about to smash it down when he raised the two iron pipes. The situation was extremely critical!
Murong Feng didn't have time to think too much, so he raised his foot and kicked the handle of a watermelon knife on the ground. The watermelon knife shone with a cold light and inserted it into the butt of a gangster. The gangster screamed and scared the gangster around him.
After jumping, Murong Feng arrived, grabbed his collar and threw it at the crowd 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."
Murong Feng was satisfied and did not praise him a few words, which made Yi Xiaotian so depressed that he checked Feng Tao's injuries.