Chapter 1673: The Battle

The bandits against the bandits, the evil ones against the evil ones, and the few people in the basement were obviously not good. They held a cold short knife in their hands and looked at each other with fierce eyes.

Suddenly, a small minion brought by Hu Biao and Zhao Yuandong started to move. The machete, which was more than half a meter long, slashed at the man with a national face in front of him. The speed was very fast, causing a whistling sound of wind.

The man with a national face had just been beaten up by a group and was kicked heavily. At this time, he was almost at the end of his strength. Faced with such a domineering knife, he just gritted his teeth and lifted up the short knife in his hand to meet him.

clang!

A crisp sound was still surrounding the ears. The two swords, which were so cold, collided together, and sparked a burst of sparks. Then, at a speed visible to the naked eye, the knife in the minion's hand slashed the shoulders of the man with a national face. A slight sound, blood splattered, adding a sense of fishy smell to the basement that was already poorly ventilated.

When the middle-aged man with long hair saw his companion being injured, his first reaction was to help. However, he had just waved the knife in his hand and was about to slash at the young man with a national face. Several other minions started to move together.

The number of people was already the dominant. Four machetes were slashed at the middle-aged man with long hair at the same time. He was full of blood and energy. He was also not afraid of death at the critical moment. But his hard power was here and he could not compete with the four machetes. He had to block it when he swung the knife. As a result, he blocked two swords, and the other two swords chopped down at his shoulders and chest.

Puff puff puff

There were two more light sounds, and the bloody smell in the air became stronger. The long-haired middle-aged man hummed with pain, his body staggered backwards, the expression on his face twisted in pain, and the blood spread down his arm, looking up at his companion, the man with a national face was already lying on the ground, a pool of blood was expressionless on his face, the light in his pupils gradually dissipated, his body twitched twice, it should be the dying edge

ah!

The long-haired middle-aged man roared, at the end of his strength, in a desperate situation, this inspired his fighting spirit. He waved the blood-stained machete and rushed towards the small minions on the opposite side. The reason why he was so desperate was not to say how loyal he was to Huang Jian, but to Huang Jian gave an order. If Jiang Xiaohui had any accidents, he and his buddy with a national face would have to die!

It’s better to grit your teeth and fight like now, and you can still see hope.

Ding Ding Cang Cang

The blade is always popular these days. Those with barefoot are not afraid of wearing shoes. At this time, this middle-aged man with long hair is almost determined to die. The five minions on the opposite side have an absolute advantage in the number of people, but facing this corner who is not afraid of death, they are also timid. They blocked them casually for a few times and then retreated. They were caught in a gap by the middle-aged man with long hair. They cut them down hard and cut them open along their chests.

The beating heart and the splattering blood made the remaining minions completely stunned. They wanted to escape, but the blade had already chased after him. The four of them gritted their teeth and waved their machetes together to respond.

Puff puff puff puff

The middle-aged man with long hair lay on the ground, and he had no idea how many stabs he had been killed. His body was covered in blood, his eyes gradually dissipated, and a face that was ferocious due to pain became lifeless.

The middle-aged man with long hair cut over, and the bodies of several minions were also splashed with blood. Several people gasped, and the noses were filled with a strong smell of blood. They looked at each other and finally looked at Jiang Xiaohui in the corner of the wall with a greedy look.

Jiang Xiaohui was covered with her eyes and her mouth was blocked. She couldn't see but could hear it. At this time, the basement became quiet, blood was everywhere, and she felt a few cold gazes looking at her, and suddenly felt an evil force approaching.

In the lobby of the villa, Lin Kun had already fought with Huang Jian. Jin Changdong also jumped up, took out two finger tigers from his waist and put them in his fists, and attacked Lin Kun with Huang Jian.

Two knives appeared in Huang Jian's hand, one long and the other short. The two knives were playing well and shook off a large area of ​​sword flowers to cover Lin Kun. Not to mention the lethality of this move, just this gorgeous energy was dazzling. Li Chunying on the sofa was amazed, and she even forgot that this was a life-and-death duel.

Jin Changdong's moves are simple and violent. He is a master of Taekwondo black belt and combines Taekwondo with traditional Chinese martial arts. The moves look simpler, but their power is even greater.

The two of them had a very tacit understanding for the first time. They forced Lin Kun back and forth, with almost dodging and no power to fight back.

After taking seven or eight steps in a row, Lin Kun smiled faintly and said, "It's not bad, you two, you still have some tricks!" After saying that, he swung his right hand, and the black and golden three-edged military spear appeared in his hand, and a mandarin duck sword in Huang Jian's hand was slashed down in the air.

The action was decisive and completed in one go. The black and golden military spear was shining brightly. Suddenly, two clanging sounds were heard. Huang Jian raised his swords with both hands and retreated repeatedly. At the same time, two slight sounds sounded. The two snow-white mandarin duck swords broke half of each other and fell to the ground with a clang.

Huang Jian's expression on his face was shocked, and he stood firmly at Lin Kun with a stern look, especially the military spike in his hand. His wrist shook, threw away two mandarin duck knives, and pulled out a soft sword more than one meter long from his waist. The sword body shook in the air, and countless sword flowers lit up. This move also didn't look at the lethality. Just looking at this move was definitely dazzling enough.

On the other hand, Jin Changdong saw Huang Jian being forced to retreat, and waved his fists and wanted to shake the military spear in Lin Kun's hand. As a result, he heard the crisp sound of the short knife being cut off, and immediately felt comfortable in his heart. His finger tiger was made of steel, but it was not yet enough to be chopped. If it was really broken, then his hand

Just as Jin Changdong was hesitating, Lin Kun seized the opportunity and stepped forward with a big step. The three-edged army in his hand was shaking. Jin Changdong was shocked and had no intention of attacking. He was only thinking about retreating. Lin Kun suddenly punched and took Jin Changdong's chest.

Bang!

A dull sound was like an iron hammer hitting the meat sandbag. Jin Changdong hummed in pain, and his chest was slumped in a visible way to the naked eye. His throat became salty, and a mouthful of blood was squirting out. The big slab, which was more than 180, flew backwards from the ground, and fell on the sofa behind him with a hutong, and hitting him right beside Li Chunying, who was watching Huang Jian swinging sword acrobatics.

ah!

Li Chunying screamed and immediately jumped up from the sofa. Her first reaction was to avoid it. Then she came up with a concerned look and asked: Brother, are you okay?
Chapter completed!