After saying that, Yang Xiaobao twisted his neck, and the bones of his body suddenly burst out with crackling sounds.
"I was worried that this battle would take me a lot of time."
"It seems that there is no need now."
"You are seeking death!"
Hearing Yang Xiaobao's words, the two elders were furious and immediately waved their weapons and rushed towards Yang Xiaobao.
Yang Xiaobao was not afraid and waved his long sword to meet him.
The blade slashed through the air, making a crisp sound of gold and iron clashing.
With each slash, you can cut the opponent away and smash the table, chairs and benches next to it.
Such a battle can be said to be a destruction of the world!
Yang Xiaobao jumped up, avoided the opponent's attack, and then bullied him in front of him, and punched him hard in the abdomen.
The powerful force directly penetrated the opponent's armor and penetrated into his body.
In an instant, a large bunch of blood was sprayed out of his mouth, and his whole body was bent into a bow shape, falling to the ground like a cannonball.
At this time, another elder was kicked away by Yang Xiaobao and broke several pillars.
The two of them collapsed on the ground and gasped.
"Your strength is really weak." Yang Xiaobao said astonished.
Upon hearing this, the three elders were immediately angry.
"Baby, although we are not your opponent, don't forget that you are just alone."
One of them gritted his teeth and said, "Even if we try our best, we will kill you!"
"Okay, then you guys come."
Yang Xiaobao licked his lips and grinned, "I'll stay with you to the end."
The next moment, Yang Xiaobao's wrist flipped, the blade trembled, and turned into afterimages.
In the blink of an eye, Yang Xiaobao quickly solved the remaining two people.
The three elders were wiped out.
Seeing this scene, an evil smile appeared on the corner of Yang Xiaobao's mouth.
"I just like to kill these wastes who don't know how high the sky is."
After saying that, Yang Xiaobao looked up.
I saw a vague sound of shouting and fighting in the dark night.
"These guys must have gone to rescue the Black Hawk Gang!"
"Since that's the case, let's act quickly."
Yang Xiaobao grinned, put away his long knife, and rushed into the cave quickly.
In the cave, there were fires everywhere, thick smoke rolled, and dust filled with dust.
Deep in the cave, hundreds of masked men in black stood at their posts, with a solemn expression and staring at a bonfire in front of them with sharp eyes, as if they were preparing something.
These people are all elites of the Black Hawk Gang!
Among them, there are seven or eight powerful men at the level of innate martial arts.
And above the bonfire in the center, a burly and sturdy young man was lying quietly on it.
"Leader!"
The Black Hawk Gang shouted in unison.
In an instant, everyone knelt on the ground, extremely respectful.
This young man is the leader of the Black Hawk Gang - Zhao Wuji.
Suddenly, Zhao Wuji coughed a few times and woke up leisurely.
As soon as he opened his eyes, Zhao Wuji saw a dense crowd of people kneeling in front of him.
He frowned slightly and wondered, "Why are you kneeling down to me?"
A Black Hawk Gang disciple said, "Because, you are our leader, and it is you who led us to today's glory!"
"Hahaha, is that?"
Zhao Wuji couldn't help laughing and said with a smile.
At this time, he remembered everything that happened before he fell into a coma.
"No wonder I feel extremely tired in my body... It turns out that my soul power has been overdrawn!"
Thinking of this, Zhao Wuji sighed, slowly stood up, and walked outside.
"It's time for us to leave here."
At the same time, in a remote alley at the gate of Heifeng City.
Yang Xiaobao sat on the stone pier by the roadside, crossed his legs, held a grass stick in his mouth, and sucked the clouds and mist.
He sucked hard, put the grass stick on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, revealing an intoxicating expression.
The grass stick tastes good!”
"Huh? The fragrance seems to be quite strong."
Yang Xiaobao's eyes lit up and he immediately looked towards the fragrance.
Soon, he discovered that behind the windows of a teahouse, a strange fragrance actually drifted!
Moreover, the fragrance is getting stronger and stronger!
Even Yang Xiaobao felt that his body gradually became hot.
Yang Xiaobao reached out and touched his belly, whispering, "I'm starving to death!"
Yang Xiaobao swallowed his saliva and murmured, "It smells so good."
"This fragrance drifts out of the teahouse."
"Is it the taste of the wine and food?"
"No, there is not even a meat seller nearby, how could there be food?"
"It should be the fragrance coming from the teahouse."
"It seems that I'm lucky!"
Thinking of this, Yang Xiaobao rubbed his palms and said excitedly, "Go in and try it."
As he said that, Yang Xiaobao jumped and jumped into the teahouse.
After entering the teahouse, Yang Xiaobao glanced around and saw no restaurant.
Then, his eyes locked in front of a private room by the window.
Yang Xiaobao walked straight towards the room, raised his hand and knocked on the door, "Bang bang bang..."
After a while, the door creaked and opened.
A woman in white clothes caught Yang Xiaobao's eyes.
The woman in this white shirt has delicate facial features and white skin