Tang Ao's right hand struck like a perfect combination that had been rehearsed countless times, and for a moment the sky in front of him was clear.
The Feisha Gang members around the branch all cheered loudly when they saw the perfect scene, and the momentum here suddenly rose!
Luo Xihe, who originally wanted to use the Tianhe Club's elites to expend his energy with his right hand and take the opportunity to observe the attack routine with his right hand in order to find flaws because of being in the crowd, couldn't bear it anymore. This kid is too arrogant and too arrogant.
Horrible.
Luo Xihe, who had always been fearless, felt a little afraid when facing such a scary guy. Quietly winking at the people around him, Luo Xihe shook his arms again, waving the machete and rushed forward again.
The machete rotated left and right, and the two Feisha Gang brothers in front of them who wanted to intercept suddenly had their waist bones shattered, their straight bodies were broken by the waist, and they were knocked to both sides with strange screams.
Seeing such a black bear-like monster rushing over with a machete, everyone in the Feisha Gang rationally chose to retreat.
Let’s leave such a super BOSS to my right hand brother, our task is to teach those little miscellaneous fish a lesson!
The members of the Tianhe Club, who were hesitating whether to swing the sword at the right hand again, saw their boss approaching and quickly retreated to give in. Although they had just exchanged a move with the right hand and seemed to have failed, Luo Xihe's brave image in their hearts
It's not something that can be worn away by one or two defeats. So, as soon as they saw Luo Xihe approaching, they immediately turned their heads and howled towards the Feisha Gang boys on the side.
Generals fight generals, soldiers fight soldiers!
These are the rules of the game!
After a while, part of the central area became vacant unconsciously.
With his right hand, he shook off the blood and minced meat on the military thorn, and waved his hand to signal brothers Tang Ao and Tang Yu to step back.
Luo Xihe stared at his right hand in a solemn voice: "Although your right hand is strong, it is not easy to defeat me, Luo Xihe. As long as I can trap you with a hundred moves, I, the elite of Tianhe Society, will definitely be able to defeat you Feisha Gang."
This group of miscellaneous fish was completely strangled."
"A hundred moves?" The right hand looked at Luo Xihe with a strange look: "You are really stupid, a hundred moves? Haha, it's really ridiculous.!"
He stopped talking at that moment, and with the spur in his hand spinning, he suddenly rushed towards the Luoxi River.
Luo Xihe didn't dare to be careless at the moment, so he could only muster up his best energy to fight against the opponent.
So although the brute force guy in front of me can make him treat it with caution, when it comes to life threats, he is far from enough!
Every time Luo Xihe made a crazy bombardment, his right hand was always able to stop him in time and take advantage of the situation to attack. Soon, he found an opening and savaged the opponent with a military thorn in his hand.
Immediately afterwards, there was a loud and clear metal collision, and there was a sharp tremor. Luo Xihe's arms holding the steel knife with all his strength were the first to bear the brunt. Amid the violent trembling, Luo Xihe's palms, as broad and thick as bear paws, were covered in blood.
dripping.
If Luo Xihe hadn't been determined and firmly grasped the machete, this blow from his right hand would have almost caused him to throw the machete away.
Taking advantage of the situation, he raised his right hand and right foot, but at this moment, a sudden change occurred!
Just when he raised his right leg to attack Luo Xihe, a bright silver thread suddenly shot out from the dense crowd five steps away on the right, like a thin silver light shining directly on the iron leg raised by his right hand.
With a slight sound of breaking wind, it immediately wrapped twice around the right leg raised by the right hand, and then the silver light tightened, and a cutting pain came from the leg.
At this time, the machete in Tang Ao's hand slashed hard at the silver thread!
Clang.
With a crisp metal banging sound, the silver wire broke.
It's broken, just cut off with a knife?
With his right hand, he hurriedly pulled off the thin thread that was inserted into the flesh, tore off a piece of clothing and tied up his right leg tightly to speed up the bleeding.
He felt the pain of the cut on his leg, and then looked at the thread in his hand. His right hand felt horrified, what the hell is this?
His heart was filled with endless anger at this moment, and he rushed towards Luo Xihe. Suddenly, the narrow thorn head penetrated Luo Xihe's shoulder, and the blood-red tip of the knife did not emerge from the back shoulder.