Bang bang bang ......"

As soon as Song Zun's words fell, there were several rows of men in the sky who didn't know where to wear them, these people moved in unison, and after they landed, they immediately bowed to Bai Buzhan and shouted in unison, "Master......"

"Well, get up......"

Bai Buzhan stretched his brows and waved at everyone.

"Thank you, Master......"

Everyone turned their heads, and looked at Song Zun and the others with a pair of eyes full of gloom, in their eyes, the group of people in front of them were holding sharp blades, as if they were sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

"Great, great, Mr. Bai's apprentices are here, old thing, you're dead. ”

When Wang Weihong saw this scene, he immediately became even more excited, a martial artist is not easy to deal with, however, with so many martial artists, even if the same number of Deadpools come, the Song family will have to die here.

"Father's ......"

Song Qiang rushed in front of Song Zun, the attack just now made one of his arms already useless, at this moment, Song Qiang endured severe pain and held the steel knife in his hand tightly with one arm, standing with his father, a pair of eyes as if he were dead, staring at the warrior below.

"Son, are you afraid?"

Song Zun smiled heartily, and he had a sense of desolation that was a hero for eternity.

"Not afraid, to be able to be with my father, no matter what I do, I am not afraid. ”

Song Qiang shook his head vigorously and said loudly.

"Are you afraid?"

Song Zun looked at everyone in the Song family and shouted loudly.

"Don't be afraid ......"

The crowd shouted in unison.

Before leaving, everyone already knew what they were about to face, so they came here today, not for anything else, just to fight for their lives.

"Okay, all of you are the warriors of my Song family, when you get to Huangquan Road, I, Song Zun, will definitely thank you all one by one, now, we want to kill all these people and maintain the prestige of my Song family. ”

Song Zun held a knife in one hand and raised his arms and shouted.

"Kill ......"

Suddenly, the people below rushed towards Wang Weihong and the others like a tide, waving the long knives above their heads.

"Hmph, it's not a ...... of self-strength" Bai Buzhan sneered, waved his big hand, and said softly, "Let them see the strength of the martial artist." ”

"Yes, master......"

Several warriors lined up in a row, their eyes full of banter.

In the eyes of the warriors, the long knives wielded by everyone were like toys, without deterrence, and the fierce expressions on their faces were like a death knell for themselves.

"Kill ......"

A man rushed to the forefront, and without hesitation, the long knife in his hand slashed down at the head of one of the warriors standing at the front.

"Peng ......"

It's just that in an instant, when the blade didn't pass the top of the warrior's head, a burst of white mist erupted from the warrior's body, and the man was sprayed back in an instant, directly into the wall, spurting blood from his mouth, seeing that there was less air in and more air out.

"Whoa......

Killing one person with one move immediately shook the audience, everyone stopped, although a pair of eyes burst with cold light, they did not dare to rush forward to attack again, and the reckless attack only brought destruction.

"Why? Don't you dare to go up? In our eyes, you are just ants, do you really think that you can do whatever you want with a few broken knives?"

Several warriors immediately sneered.

"Wang Shao, the lives of these people are in your hands at the moment, if you want them to live, they will live, if you want them to die, they will die. ”

Bai Buzhan raised his finger and said with a chuckle as if pointing at the three hundred and twenty people of the Song family.

"Damn bastard......"

Song Qiang stood in place, his body nervous, and in the face of death, he said that he was not afraid that it was false.

"Hmmm......"

Song Zun's eyes were full of tyrannical killing intent, and there were bursts of anger in his throat, the taste of his life being controlled by others was really uncomfortable, not to mention, he was once a veteran with great achievements, which was far beyond humiliation for him.

"Song Zun, Song Qiang, for the sake of us in Qingzhou City, I can let the two of you live, as long as you kneel in front of me and lick everyone's shoes like dogs, how about it?"

Wang Weihong looked at the big man in front of him who was so frightened that he didn't dare to move, looked up to the sky and roared, and said unceremoniously humiliating.

"Wang Weihong, don't daydream, our Song family will not give in......"

Without waiting for Song Zun to speak, Song Qiang scolded.

"Peng ......"

As soon as the words fell, Song Qiang's whole person flew out, and the huge impact force actually knocked a wall out of the reinforced concrete.

The dust dispersed, Song Qiang looked at Song Zun with blood on his face, blood spurted wildly in his mouth, his eyes were full of unwillingness to this world, his lips moved, but in the end, he couldn't say anything, and turned into a curled arc.

"This is the fate of disrespecting me, old thing, your son has half his life left even if he doesn't die now, what about you? kneel or not?"

Wang Weihong is very satisfied with the level of attack, it is simple to let one person die, but it is the greatest deterrent to others who are half-dead.

"My son ......"

Song Zun's eyes were full of tears, and he looked back at Song Qiang, who was still twitching, muttered to himself, then closed his eyes, and two lines of hot tears rushed out of his eyes and flowed down.

"Peng ......"

Suddenly, a true qi was launched from the crowd and hit Song Zun's leg directly, and in an instant, Song Zun's leg was like being shot, a cloud of blood mist erupted, followed by falling to the ground.

"Song Lao ......"

Seeing this, several Song family bodyguards yelled, turned their heads and ran towards Song Zun, wanting to help him up.

"Bang Bang ......"

Two white lights were emitted again, and before the two of them ran in front of Song Zun, they were beaten into the wall, twitching all over, life and death unknown.

"I let you live, you can live, I let you die, you can die, I let Song Zun kneel, which of you dares to help him up, this is the end. ”

Wang Weihong swept everyone's faces with a sinister smile and shouted loudly.

At this moment, everyone's passion has been forcibly suppressed by the two platoon warriors in front of them, they can't defeat such an opponent, such an opponent is simply like a demon, and there is no chance of winning.

Immediately after, someone began to tremble, and then, the steel knife in his hand fell to the ground.

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die......"

A man collapsed immediately, and in such a desperate environment, it was not easy to support it until now.

"Very good, who doesn't want to die, stand up, I, Wang Weihong, am not an unreasonable person, as long as you take a knife and slash at Song Zun's body, you can leave here, how"

A fierce color flashed in Wang Weihong's eyes, and he pointed at Song Zun and said.