The middle-aged man's face was cold, and he also rushed out smartly.

One-on-one, the knife was ruthlessly waved vigorously in the air, the small-eyed man was in his early forties, his combat skills were amazing, and the machete in his hand was waved extremely fast, blocking Lin Siyu's knife again and again.

"This guy really seems to have two brushes!" At this time, the men inside had been cut to pieces, and there was nothing left, and the rest were surrounded and attacked by the Bamboo Union Gang. Shi Xiaoyu and Li Yulong on the side had already stopped and stood there watching the battle.

Lin Siyu and the middle-aged man fought back and forth, killing fiercely, both of them consumed huge physical strength, but they had not yet decided the winner and were not injured.

"I'm here too!" Shi Xiaoyu couldn't help but jump out and join the battle.

"Damn, what are you doing?" Lin Siyu and the man were fighting hard, and when they saw Shi Xiaoyu jumping out, they couldn't help but shout.

"Hehe, my hands are itchy!" Shi Xiaoyu sneered, and began to chop the man without saying anything, and the two attacked together.

Two against one, but Shi Xiaoyu's powerful Shen and Lin Siyu's tricky knives were constantly blocked by the middle-aged man, and under the chaos, the man could still swing the knife to slash Shuangyu and the two.

After killing for a long time, the knife wounds were all rolled, and none of the three were injured, but they all gasped.

Lin Siyu secretly said a quick knife, and Shi Xiaoyu couldn't help but nod appreciatively, they would be more passionate and happier when they met opponents of equal strength. Masters deserve respect, and they can fight even more**.

"Drink!" the middle-aged man shouted involuntarily, and the machete in his hand made an arc in parallel.

The speed of the knife was extremely fast, and Lin Siyu barely reacted. The knife had already slashed into his face, and he wanted to dance the blade but it was too late, this man's knife speed was really too fast. Fortunately, at this time, Shi Xiaoyu grabbed Lin Siyu's arm and pulled him behind with a fierce pull, so that the tip of the man's knife narrowly wiped Lin Siyu's face.

A subtle but gorgeous blood red flew up, and Lin Siyu's face was cut out.

"Grass!" Lin Siyu scolded fiercely, and a cut of more than ten centimeters on his face made him suddenly angry.

Shuangyu looked at each other for a moment, the two nodded silently, and together they clenched the knife in their hands and raised it.

The middle-aged man was already slightly gasping, but this man still glanced at Lin Siyu and Shi Xiaoyu with disdain, and roared: "Drink!"

Shuangyu and the two didn't say much and killed together, Lin Siyu's knife slashed down vigorously from top to bottom, and Shi Xiaoyu cooperated and pretended to raise a knife to stab.

Suddenly, Shi Xiaoyu's sideways figure immediately flashed from the side of his small eyes and turned behind him.

"When~"

Lin Siyu's knife slashed at the man's knife, and the tiger's mouth was numb.

"Uh~"

I only heard the middle-aged man snort, and a machete stabbed out of his chest, and Shi Xiaoyu's machete, which went around behind him, stabbed through his back fiercely, piercing him on the knife.

The man's muffled snort came to an abrupt end before it could be fully uttered, for a huge machete swept through his neck in an acrobatic manner, and at once took his head off. The blood sprayed from the neck was like a freshly opened bottle of red wine, hideously beautiful.

Shi Xiaoyu slowly pulled out the knife, and the body of the local middle-aged man in Cambodia collapsed.

"Brother, how is it!" Shi Xiaoyu smiled proudly at Lin Siyu and said.

"Hey, hey, it's good to have you!"

"Very, not bad, yes, knife method! But, only, yes, Erer!" At this time, a sudden voice sounded, and a man full of blood rushed out to kill the Bamboo Union Gang surrounded by a bunch of knife men, and said in extremely blunt Chinese.

Originally, there were more than 800 knife men in the jungle, but now they were almost slaughtered by the people of the Bamboo Union Gang, and countless blood-colored corpses were poured on the ground. Even those swordsmen who were still alive were slashed by the people of the Bamboo Union Gang, and it was a miracle that this young man could still fight his way out of the encirclement and stand hard.

"There are also masters!" Li Yulong on the side couldn't help but smile happily, and hurriedly waved his hand to let the brothers who were forced to kill this bloody man retreat.

"What do you mean, we can't beat you?" Lin Siyu looked at this bronzed-skinned Cambodian with displeasure, he was covered in blood and didn't know if he was injured, but his eyes were full of provocation.

The young man nodded smugly, slightly raising the blood-red knife in his hand.

"Wait a minute!" Seeing that Lin Siyu and Shi Xiaoyu raised their knives again and were about to step forward, Li Yulong hurriedly blocked them and said, "There is already a master who belongs to you just now, this belongs to me!"

After speaking, Li Yulong, who was strong, walked proudly towards the bloody man with a smile on his face, and the knife was clenched.

Li Yulong immediately killed the arrogant bloody man, and the two knives waved in the air at the same time with a whirring sound.

"!" Li Yulong roared, his body shook violently, and he dodged a knife. He then leaped into a high pitch, and a front somersault flew over the young man's head, kicking him in the back as soon as he turned in the air.

The young man stumbled and almost fell, but after turning around suddenly, he still glared at Li Yulong with disdain, he was confident that he could defeat Li Yulong.

As soon as his feet landed, his hands danced wildly, and Li Yulong's knife slashed at the young man's chest again, without stopping for a moment.

Li Yulong and Lin Siyu, Shi Xiaoyu are not in the same shape. He was relatively lean, a little taller, and the muscles in his arms were very obvious, and he was quite good at it, and he was extremely fierce. Fighting with this conceited but indeed powerful young man made his blood boil.

"Ahh The machete flew straight towards Li Yulong's brother, and Li Yulong instinctively immediately narrowly avoided it on one side.

"Bang!"

But at this time, the young man's body also flashed into his eyes, and he suddenly raised his foot and kicked Li Yulong out of the air for more than three meters.

After falling, Li Yulong suddenly became furious, his eyes were so red that he opened his blood basin and roared wildly. The body was so fierce that a carp stiffened and flipped up.

And the young man picked up a knife and rushed over when Li Yulong was at the end, and the knife had already reflected the dazzling light and stabbed down.

"Grass!"

Saying that it was too late, Li Yulong's body did not stand firm and he was already in a hurry, and at this moment he suddenly threw out the knife in his hand, which was exactly the same as the way the young man used just now.

The blade pierced into the flesh, and blood leaked out of the blade. Half of the knife had entered the young man's body, and his eyes widened and he froze in mid-air, the knife in his hand still clutching tightly.

"It turns out that I won!" Li Yulong didn't pull out the knife, but just shrugged his shoulders and said to Shi Xiaoyu, "Hehe, I killed a master by myself!"

"Cut!" Lin Siyu and Shi Xiaoyu snorted disdainfully at the same time, and then the three of them laughed and left the jungle of death together.

Zhang Yi's actions, Li Huan's design, the knife killing of the Bamboo Union Gang, and a series of counterattacks were carried out in an orderly manner. In Cambodia, the counterattack against the Buddha Gang can be said to be overwhelming. Zheng Congle's men and horses have been dealt a tragic blow, and the losses have exceeded 10,000 in one night and half a day.

What made Zheng Congle even more troubled was that his fierce general Shi Xiaojun was seriously injured, and now everyone is afraid in their hearts, after all, this is not their territory, and the guarantee of life is very low.

But this did not make Zheng Congle stop, he still has a lot of men in Cambodia, and there are many leaders under him, and the war is not over yet, but he doesn't know that a hunt that has broken him even more has quietly begun to pounce.

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