The fight was too bloody, and the Dixiong brothers, who had exhausted their strength, were all panting, and the blue wolf Xia Xiaolong's subordinates were also wide-eyed. They have been in the underworld for a long time, but on this day they really know what it means to be dark and what it is to be on the streets.

The people on both sides suddenly stopped fighting for some reason, they stood with angry eyes at each other, and the sound of heavy panting continued to hit the hearts of those who were still alive, and the sound of blood on the tip of the knife falling to the ground could be heard at this moment.

Yang Shuhuang stood in front of the more than 100 brothers who were still alive in Dixiong, he was one of the four heavenly kings of Dixiong, and he had killed no less than forty people under his knife in a battle just now, and the clothes on his body at this moment were completely red. His clothes were soaked, and he didn't know if it was sweat or blood, but the red liquid at the corners of his clothes was flowing down the cuffs of his trousers.

Xia Xiaolong and Yang Shuhuang were only less than twenty meters apart, they stared at each other, and looked at each other without saying a word.

"Kill!" Suddenly, Yang Shuhuang shouted, raised the blood-dripping blade and rushed out frantically again.

"Up!"

Xia Xiaolong also roared loudly, and greeted him with the only remaining four hundred men.

The last two groups of people converged once again and slashed fiercely. The blade flashed with a dazzling light, slashing heads and faces, and the breath of death enveloped the entire street, and the blood and flesh were no longer enough to describe the tragedy of the scene.

A group of Xia Xiaolong's men surrounded Yang Shuhuang, dozens of them attacked Yang Shuhuang, and several brothers of Yongtang stood side by side with Yang Shuhuang, and he slashed the mountain and rushed over the man.

The knife does not have long eyes, and the killing is silent.

From time to time people fall, the number of people standing has decreased dramatically, and the living people are struggling to support themselves, killing one more if they can.

"Grass!" Yang Shuhuang roared, his body shook violently, and he dodged a knife. He then leaped into a high jump, and a front somersault instantly oversaw the heads of several people, kicking two of them as soon as he turned around in the air.

As soon as his feet landed, his hands danced wildly, and Yang Shuhuang's knife slashed through the chests of the two people again, and a stream of blood splashed out.

Yang Shuhuang, the Xinyang underground boxing champion, is quite skilled, and he is extremely fierce, and he has split a few more in a while. He was not satisfied, and even stabbed and slashed all the way, and no one who came close to him could escape, not one!

"Ahh

Yang Shuhuang was suddenly furious, his eyes were so scarlet that he opened his mouth and roared wildly, his body leaned forward violently, and his left hand grabbed a knife that cut him.

The blade pierced into the flesh, and blood leaked out of the blade.

"Grass!"

Yang Shuhuang was crazy, he grabbed the machete with his left hand, the machete in his right hand was raised high and then fell vertically, and the machete slashed wildly at the head of the man in front of him. Blood mixed with brains splashed indiscriminately, Yang Shuhuang's face was covered with blood, and he slashed straight down one after another, slashing the head of the man in front of him like a watermelon. Appalling

Yang Shuhuang killed a large number of Blue Wolf's subordinates, and Blue Wolf Xia Xiaolong also killed many of Dixiong's brothers.

I don't know how long it took for Yang Shuhuang to stop the tragic chopping, the man he chopped was no longer human, and his head was chopped into pulp.

But at the moment when Yang Shuhuang stopped chopping, he felt as if the world was spinning, not that he was dizzy, but that the tremor in his heart was too violent. There was not a single brother standing around, not a single one, all of them fell, and those who died and those who did not die were on the way to death.

The five hundred brothers of the emperor and the one thousand and seven men of the blue wolf all fell to the ground, and the corpses blocked the entire road. The blood of more than 2,000 people had completely washed the ground of the street, and then strands of blood flowed from the entrance to the sewer.

Of the more than 2,000 people, only Yang Shuhuang was still standing, and the others had fallen. And at this time, a person not far away was desperately squirming his body, and he stood up from the pile of corpses tremblingly, it was the blue wolf Xia Xiaolong!

"Hahaha..."

Xia Xiaolong stood up and laughed wildly, but his scarlet eyes were already moist, he was a veteran and a group of comrades in the underworld holy land like Dongguang to kill a piece of the world, mixed to dominate the city, today everything that belongs to him is gone, these are not important, the important thing is that his brothers are dead.

Xia Xiaolong's whole body had also been dyed red, and he had been hit by several knives on his body, and the knife edge looked extremely penetrating. His body trembled uncontrollably, and the machete in his hand was still tightly held.

Yang Shuhuang looked at the blue wolf Xia Xiaolong with cold eyes, and now only the two of them were still standing.

The two looked at each other suddenly, the same cold and resolute, without any words or provocation. At the same time, they walked towards each other with machetes, and there was no road under their feet, and the corpses covered the road. Yang Shuhuang and Xia Xiaolong stepped on the corpse under their feet and walked over step by step, this was the final duel.

The steps of the two are unusually firm, at this moment they forget the scars on their bodies, forget about life and death and hatred, and the rest is the most primitive instinct of people, there is only one thought in their minds, they want each other to die, and there is no place to bury them!

The two of them were already less than three meters apart, and they raised their fuchsia knives at the same time.

"Ah~"

Almost at the same time, the two of them roared together, and they stepped on the cold corpse and slashed at each other.

The machetes swung wildly in the air, sparks splashed when the blades met, and they slashed so viciously that each knife used all its strength, each knife wanted to take the other's life.

The two knives slashed together again and again, and the blades were already curled, and the top was full of bean-sized gaps.

Suddenly, Yang Shuhuang missed the slash, and suddenly raised his foot and kicked Xia Xiaolong's lower abdomen fiercely. Xia Xiaolong flew out one by one, Yang Shuhuang refused to give up at all, rushed over and swung out the knife again, cutting it down from top to bottom.

Xia Xiaolong rolled so hard that he narrowly dodged, Yang Shuhuang's machete slashed at a corpse at once, and a stream of blood splashed out and spurted into Yang Shuhuang's eyes at once.

Yang Shuhuang's eyes were dark, and his body couldn't help shaking and fell to the side. At this time, Xia Xiaolong also seized the opportunity to stand up, brandishing a knife and desperately slashing at the fallen Yang Shuhuang.

Yang Shuhuang's eyes couldn't see, so he had to roll desperately, he really dodged Xia Xiaolong's fatal knife with this roll, but a hole of more than ten centimeters was still torn out on his back.

Xia Xiaolong was seriously injured, and he fell unsteadily with a knife. Both of them fell into the pile of corpses, and it was a long time before they stood up tremblingly, and they were both dying, and they were badly injured and overwhelmed.

Yang Shuhuang stood up and hurriedly rubbed his eyes with his hands, only then did he wipe off the blood and see Xia Xiaolong's appearance clearly.

"Ahh

Yang Shuhuang shouted and slashed over with a knife, and his body and knife almost fell towards Xia Xiaolong.

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