After the fourth round of shooting by the Musketeers, all the more than a hundred remaining pirates fell to the ground. There were only three pirates who had not yet fallen.
These three people are Hu Liuyang, Qian Badou and Qian Jiukong!
The cloth on Hu Liuyang's body had been completely turned into pieces, and the bottom of his heavy armor made of fine copper was revealed. Although there were several marks on the bronze armor, it was not penetrated. Even the lead shot by the musket was still
Nothing can be done about this giant.
Qian Badou and Qian Jiukong repeated their old tricks, grabbing two more unlucky guys and placing them in front of them to block the incoming guns. The two of them used Qinggong and were now three meters away from the musketeers.
Four feet away, each of them dropped their shields that had been beaten into a honeycomb shape, jumped up, and were about to pounce into the musketeers' formation.
Gongola's musketeers are equipped with the most advanced muskets in Western countries. Although long-range shooting is powerful, close combat is extremely fragile. Especially if the opponent is a master like Qian's Shuangyao, if they are rushed in.
In the formation, these foreigners will have all the strength to resist.[
But at this moment, two figures jumped up from the side, passed over the heads of several rows of musketeers, and stood in front of Qian Badou and Qian Jiukong. One of them was skinny and had no meat on his body.
He was holding an iron staff, while the other man was wearing a silk shirt, and the weapon he used was a strange string of copper coins.
They are the two elders of "Wanjintang", Chai Lin and Yao Yuanxiao!
The musketeers' volleys were enough to kill ordinary pirate minions, but they might not be able to deal with the "Nine Dragon Sons" among the Dragon Palace tribe. Chai Lin and Yao Yuanxiao had long been ambushing the other masters, ready to attack the opponent.
The two demons of the Qian family were approaching and immediately appeared to stop them.
Weapons clashed, sparks flew everywhere, and the four people were fighting together!
Hu Liuyang had also rushed forward at this moment. This Hu troll was not as strong as the Qian brothers, so he was a little behind them. However, he ran wildly and with great force. Every step he took on the ground made a heavy sound.
With the sound, even the musketeers standing several feet away could feel the ground shaking.
Even a bull that is enraged and going crazy cannot have such strength. If these Western soldiers were hit by him, their bones and tendons would be broken immediately.
But there was only a loud "bang" sound. Hu Liuyang had collided with someone. The sound was like two giant hammers colliding. Although it was dull, it made people's ear bones numb!
To everyone's surprise, Hu Liuyang didn't knock this man down, but staggered back several steps before he regained his footing!
Even Hu Troll himself could hardly believe this fact! When he was outside the city before, a big hole was knocked out of the city wall when he hit it, but this time the force of his hit was definitely no less than before.
Could this person actually be able to overcome the bluestone city wall?
Hu Liuyang stared, but all he saw standing in front of him was a young man with a square face, big ears, and a body as strong as an iron tower. Of course, this young man was Zhu Hong, and only Zhu Hong, who had mastered the "Mountain Shaking Technique" internal power,
Only then could he withstand Hu Liuyang's heavy collision!
Hu Liuyang didn't know Zhu Hong, but as everyone knew about this young man, anyone who blocked his way would die! Hu Liuyang roared violently and pounced on him again, smashing his opponent's head with two huge fists comparable to copper hammers!
Zhu Hong did not dodge, but raised his palms to block. There was another dull loud noise, and Hu Liuyang's fists were blocked again. In just a moment, the ears of everyone present seemed to have experienced an ordeal.
, only a series of muffled sounds of "bang bang bang bang bang" were heard. Hu Liuyang threw thirty punches in a row, but Zhu Hong blocked them one by one with his palm!
Each of these thirty punches had the power to break open a stone monument, and Zhu Hongyun used his palms to block it hard. With such tremendous force, his feet on the ground were sunk into the soil for more than half a foot.
And the fist and palm wind caused by the fight between the two caused dust and dust to rise everywhere, like flying sand and rocks.
The Western musketeers standing aside had never seen such a head-to-head battle between such superb martial arts masters. For a moment, they all opened their eyes wide and were dumbfounded. Although the muffled sound of fists and palms clashing was deafening,
But they all forgot to reach out and cover their ears.
The rumored "Nine Dragon Sons" are all demonic beings who kill without blinking an eye, but the most notorious among them is none other than the "Troll King" Hu Liuyang.
Hu Liuyang's ferocity lies not only in his formidable giant-like body, but also in his cruelty.
During the robbery at sea, as long as he got on the robbed merchant ship, the people on the ship would have no chance of survival, and would definitely die in misery. Hu Liuyang wore special heavy armor and was invulnerable to ordinary attacks.
He has full effect, and the power of his punch is enough to break other people's bones and tendons. He also likes to grab living people in his hands and tear them into several pieces.
Although Hu Liuyang may not have the best martial arts among the "Nine Dragons", he is definitely the one who kills the most people and is also the most terrifying one. The sailors who make a living at sea will be frightened whenever they hear the name of the "Troll King"
Uneasy.
Hu Liuyang is extremely talented and possesses incomparable supernatural power. He never thought that anyone would dare to block his attacks. But today, Zhu Hong not only blocked his full-force collision, but also received so many of his strong attacks in succession. Every blow was a blow.
It's a hard bridge and a hard horse to parry, and it's all a bit of a trick.[
Although Zhu Hong can be considered tall and strong, compared with Hu Liuyang's giant body, he is still a head shorter and slimmer. Hu Liuyang really can't imagine how such a young man can have the power to rival himself!
After thirty punches, Hu Liuyang had to stop. The full force of so many punches had consumed him a lot of energy, and he could not help but pant. He glared at the young man opposite, and there was an uneasy look in his eyes behind the brass mask.
With a believable look, a hoarse voice came out from his throat: "You...are you a human?"
In his opinion, it is impossible for a mortal in this world to have such great power, and only ghosts and gods can withstand his thirty punches.
Zhu Hong also stared at the giant, but did not answer his question, but said: "Are you done? Then it's my turn!"
The young man with a square face and big ears pushed hard and pulled out his feet that were stuck in the soil. He jumped in front of Hu Liuyang, raised his hand and slapped the giant on the chest!
Hu Liuyang punched to meet him, and with a "bang", there was another head-on collision with his fists! Zhu Hong didn't stop for a moment, waving his arms continuously, and hit thirty palms in succession!
The surrounding Gongora musketeers once again experienced a deafening torture, and the field was once again filled with dust and flying sand and rocks.
In the first few palms, Hu Liuyang was still able to raise his fists to block, but the opponent's palms became harder and harder. After ten palms, Hu Liuyang felt his arms were sore and numb. They weighed more than a thousand kilograms, and he could no longer lift his arms.
Parry!
Zhu Hong's thirty palms were faster than Hu Liuyang's previous thirty punches, almost completed in three to five breaths. The dull thumping sound stopped, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the field, only flying
The dust obscured the sight, and for a moment it was completely unclear what was going on.
It took a while until the dust gradually dispersed, but only two figures finally appeared vaguely in the empty field. Zhu Hong's body was covered with dust, but he stood with his hands on his chest and a picture
There was a stern look on Fang's face, but Hu Liuyang was half-kneeling on the ground, with his huge body bent and his two forearms supported on the ground.
The copper gloves on his hands were broken, and his two huge palms were exposed. The heavy armor on his body was also cracked in many places. It was rugged and deformed, and was almost broken into pieces.
It was like rotten iron. Even the copper mask on his face was mostly broken, revealing a face covered with yellow beard.
In terms of the degree of ugliness, Hu Liuyang's appearance is comparable to that of the mask with green face and fangs, but at this time, the ferocity and ferocity on his face has turned into horror.
Now everyone can see that Hu Liuyang has retreated and been defeated!
Cheers rang out from all around, not only Gongola's musketeers, but also many soldiers guarding the "Wanjin Hall" on the city wall.
Hu Liuyang's fierce reputation has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. He is a demon that everyone is afraid of in the South China Sea. In the past wars, many disciples of the "Wanjin Hall" died in the hands of this man. Now this "
The "Troll King" was actually defeated, which is of course very exciting!
"Who are you? Are you...are you a human?" A hoarse voice came out of Hu Liuyang's throat again. He stared at the young man in front of him, refusing to believe that a person could break a fine copper glove with his bare hands.
Moreover, the heavy armor he was wearing that could not even be destroyed by musket lead was beaten into scraps of metal!
In fact, not only were the heavy armor and gloves destroyed, the finger bones on Hu Liuyang's hands, the seven or eight ribs under his flanks, and dozens of bones on his body had all been shattered by the thirty palms of this young man.
The "Troll King" is on the verge of death!
Zhu Hong still did not answer Hu Liuyang's question this time, but the surrounding disciples of the "Wanjin Hall" answered for him.
"God of War! He must be the God of War!" shouted a member of the gang.
"God of War! God of War!" someone started shouting.
"God of War! God of War! God of War!" More people shouted together.
"God of War! God of War! God of War! God of War!" All the "Wanjintang" disciples began to shout, and even the Spaniards in the Gongora Musketeers joined in, although many of them did not understand this sentence in Chinese
significance.[
"So he is the God of War..." Hu Liuyang finally got the answer and breathed his last breath. The giant-like body suddenly fell to the ground and could not get up again.