"Get out of here!"

The leopard roared, brandished the long knife in his hand, and slashed at the mourning biao and the chicken's head.

This move is so powerful that there is no doubt that even a steel plate will be cut in two.

"Not necessarily!"

Fu Biao roared, took out a three-section stick out of nowhere, and attacked the leopard.

Clang!

With a strong spit in his hand, the three sticks suddenly straightened, like a steel pipe, and were pointed on the back of the knife, making a loud metal impact sound.

Pedal!

The powerful anti-shock force, the wrists of the shocked mourning were numb, the arms were trembling slightly, and the tiger's mouth seemed to be about to crack.

"You are the mid-day peak!"

Fu Biao's face changed and he exclaimed.

The four King Kongs of Jiangcheng: Leopard in the East District, Ah Hai in the West District, Chicken Head in the South District, and Fu Biao in the North District, are all in the realm of the middle of the day after tomorrow.

Unexpectedly, the leopard was one step ahead of them and quietly entered the peak of the middle of the day after tomorrow.

"Die!"

A move was stopped, the leopard roared in his throat, and the big knife turned around, like a windmill, slashing towards the waist of Fu Biao.

The force was so strong that a slight tearing sound could be heard in the air.

"Let's go together! Otherwise, no one will be able to stop him!"

Feeling the power of this blow, Fu Biao's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly shouted.

After speaking, he urged his strength with all his might, and the three-section stick weighing more than ten catties was swept by the tiger and tiger he wielded, like raindrops, frantically impacting the leopard's attack.

The terrifying power erupted, like a mountain toppling down, a huge wave breaking the embankment, with an unparalleled momentum, pressing horizontally.

Click!

Fu Biao's complexion changed, and the three-part stick made of stainless steel in his hand was actually split by the leopard.

Sou!

In the night sky, a ghostly phantasm appeared, extremely fast.

Swish!

A snow-white light flashed, cold and sharp, like a meteor in the sky, and appeared behind the leopard in the blink of an eye.

The leopard was about to take advantage of the force to hurt Biao, feeling the sharp attack from behind, and the body was full of excitement, and the long knife was slashed out with a backhand.

Clang!

The piercing sound of impact sounded, making people's eardrums vibrate and their minds were confused.

Kick, Kick, Kick, Kick!

In a hurry, I didn't finish my best.

The leopard took a few steps backwards before it stabilized its figure, staring at the place where it had stood before.

A figure appeared, it was a chicken head.

The thunderous blow just now was sent by him.

Compared to the other three, the chicken head is more inclined to kill with one hit, just like the ancient assassins.

In a fit of rage, blood splattered five steps.

It's close at hand, and it's all over the enemy.

He is the most terrifying of the four.

"You don't have to be tough, just stop him. ”

The chicken head waved the dagger and said lightly.

As long as the leopard tiger is trapped, it won't be long before the group of little brothers under his command will be wiped out.

Then, as soon as he swarmed up, the leopard was covered in iron, and he could hit a few nails.

"Got it. ”

Fu Biao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the leopard coldly, with a touch of fear in the depths of his eyes.

If it weren't for the instant attack of the chicken head, even if he didn't die, he would definitely be seriously injured.

Leopards are too scary to be tough.

Sou!

The two of them began to entangle the leopard one on the left and one on the right, one up and one down, one bright and one dark, and they walked away.

Ren Huabao has a thousand powers, but it is like a quagmire, and it can't be used at all.

The so-called mourning soldiers will win!

The group of leopards are hanging by a righteous spirit, and they are as powerful as tigers and menacing.

As time passed, one by one, their physical strength was weakened, and they no longer had the courage they had before.

After all, the number of opponents is several times greater than theirs, and if you fight a war of attrition, you can also exhaust them, like a leopard, one person against dozens of them, after all, it is a minority.

Poof!

The glasses slashed at the person in front of him, and suddenly tightened behind him, as if he was being targeted by a wild beast and wanted to take his life.

Hurriedly looking back, a thug with a watermelon knife in his hand slashed at him.

"Are you going to die? Haha, Lao Tzu also cut seven or eight and earned. ”

At this time, the glasses closed their eyes, and they thought to themselves.

Poof!

A stream of hot liquid spilled on his face, with a strong fishy salty smell.

"Huh, why doesn't it hurt?"

Glasses was puzzled, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a little brother standing in front of him.

"Brother glasses, be careful!"

The man smiled and said.

Burst!

The glasses were about to speak, when suddenly, a voice like a defeated cloth rang out.

He looked down and saw a sharp boning knife pass through the little brother's chest, revealing a bright red blade.

Blood, like spring water, instantly stained the ground red.

And the man, still with a silly smile on his face.

Yes!

The glasses hissed and roared, and his eyes were red, as if he was about to drip blood, and he slashed down with a knife, hacking the thug in front of him to death.

This scene has appeared in many places.

"Die for me!"

The leopard was entangled by mourning Biao and the head of the chicken, and he had no skills, so he could only watch as one of his little brothers fell, and his heart was crazy.

"Hehe, this is the end of offending Lin Longtou. ”

Fu Biao's figure flashed, avoiding the leopard's attack, and said with a crazy laugh.

He constantly provoked the leopard with words, disturbing the latter's mind so that he could take the opportunity to kill him.

As for the chicken head, it is to wander around the leopard, and only when the leopard is about to stand out, will it suddenly make a move and force the leopard back into the encirclement.

In a short time, more than 20 of the more than 80 brothers remained, and the rest of the brothers were lying in pools of blood, seriously wounded, and it was difficult to fight again.

Those who persevered were also covered with scars and bleeding.

The two leaders are glasses and Zhao Zhe.

At this time, the two of them were no longer as prodigal and chic as before, and the clothes on their bodies were soaked with blood, and they didn't know if it was their own or someone else's.

Behind the glasses, there was a wound several inches long, the flesh rolled up, and the blood was dripping.

He took off his clothes and wrapped them directly around his shoulder, temporarily stopping the wound.

Zhao Zhe's condition was not good, holding a steel pipe in his hand, standing on the ground, he could barely stand up.

On closer inspection, his right leg showed a strange arc, and it was actually broken.

"How much did you cut?"

Looking at the approaching people around him, Glasses asked with a smile.

"The grass turned eight, what about you?"

Zhao Zhe took a breath of cold air and said with bared teeth.

"Haha, I cut eleven!"

Glasses said with a laugh.

"Earned!"

The two looked at each other and said in unison.

Looking back, the little brother behind him almost lost his combat effectiveness and had no strength to resist.

The crowd around them, approaching and encircling them.

"Leopard, do you still have to resist? You surrender now, these brothers of yours, I promise them that they are all right. ”

The chicken head jumped out of the battle circle and said coldly.

Fu Biao didn't say a word, and stared at all this coldly.

The leopard was stunned for a moment, his long knife sticking to the ground, and looked back at his brothers.

All of them were pale, blood-stained clothes, and their expressions were gloomy.

"Brother Leopard, you can't surrender!"

"Brother Leopard, people are dead and birds are facing the sky, afraid of a bird!"

"That is, we are not afraid of death!"

......

Hearing the persuasion of the chicken head, glasses and Zhao Zhe and others shouted loudly.

"I, surrender!"

The leopard looked pained and struggled in her heart.

Finally, the long knife was thrown away, and he said sadly.