Yang Shuhuang looked at it again, and there were countless people and horses walking out of the buildings around the long street that was five or six hundred meters long.

It turned out that Nantian Ming had already prepared, and Emperor Xiong's brother had been tricked.

All of this was arranged by Bingyan, and it was not necessary to transfer the tiger from the mountain, but to sell a flaw to Dixiong. Yang Shuhuang was surprised but just put into Bing Yan's arms, this move is very high, even Li Yan is afraid it will be difficult to see, and at this time Bing Yan has already appeared in Yang Shuhuang's field of vision.

Bingyan was tall and tall, and walked towards Dixiong's brother with a smug face, there was a white-faced boy beside her, and the Nantian underworld man who was all dressed in red around her had already sharpened her knife Huo Huo surrounded Dixiong's thousand brothers in the middle. There were countless people and horses in Nantianming, and they all carried white machetes in their hands, blocking all the retreats of the four emperors.

Yang Shuhuang's face was pale, and he shouted badly, but he was not afraid and quietly said to the hip bin beside him: "They all use knives, let our brothers all put away their guns and change knives!"

At this time, it is not easy for Yang Shuhuang to be so calm. Yang Shuhuang is not stupid, this is the most prosperous commercial street in the capital of Xijiang Province, if a thousand people use guns here, even if they can defeat Nantian Ming, then Emperor Xiong will be finished. Because the law violated by the armed forces of 1,000 people is too big, and if it is not done well, it will attract the armed forces, and Deng Yi, who supports the emperor, will turn his face. At that time, the emperor will be suppressed by arms and all of them will be wiped out, and the people above will also have a certain bottom line.

One of the conditions for Deng Yi and Li Huan's negotiation is to put an end to arms, and if Dixiong has so many weapons, the threat to the above is too great, so Yang Shuhuang will not be so wrong even if he has no chance of life. He decisively ordered that no guns should be used, not just for the thousand brothers in front of him, but for the entire emperor!

After planting, even if all a thousand people are confessed here, it is impossible for Yang Shuhuang to use the entire emperor as a price. You must know that when Yang Shuhuang fought against the Hungry Wolf Gang, it was crawling out of thousands of dead people. Their killings and casualties were all for the sake of Emperor Xiong's better progress, as if it was a kind of power that could look down on everything.

"But we didn't bring so many knives...."Qiao Bubin was helpless, originally Yang Shuhuang took his brothers to the mountains, guns and grenades can be used, so he didn't bring many knives, and now he turned around and killed Xijiang, but the guns can't be used.

"How much is used, and if you can walk alive, it's one by one, this time it's planted, damn!" Yang Shuhuang stared at the front with a dead gaze, and scolded in his mouth.

Qiao Bu Bin understood, and immediately quickly explained to the people around him, Di Xiong's brothers immediately changed to knives, and some of them were bare-handed, Yang Shuhuang didn't let them use guns, they also understood, some people have knives, and those who don't have them will not have a trace of fear.

Under Bing Yan's leadership, people from the South Heaven poured out from all directions, and there were 5,000 people at least, surrounding the entire street.

Bing Yan and the white-faced boy walked to a place less than fifty meters away from Yang Shuhuang and stopped, Bing Yan squirmed, and gave a little thumbs up to Yang Shuhuang meaningfully. At this moment, Bingyan seemed to see the prey jump into her trap, and she was very proud.

"Rush!" Yang Shuhuang no longer hesitated, he already had a two-foot-long machete in his hand, and he rushed out with a roar.

Suddenly, the shouts of killing were loud, and the brothers of Emperor Xiong rushed out in all directions frantically, like a tsunami in the mountains. And Bingyan stood there calmly with her hands crossed, accompanied by the white-faced boy on the side silently, and the man of Nantian Ming immediately greeted Dixiong's brother like a torrent.

The bustling streets, the tumbling roars, the surging flow of people, the wanton splashing of blood...

At this moment, the scene was quite grandiose and the battle unfolded, and the brothers of the emperor and the man of the Southern Heaven and the Ming Dynasty squeezed together, slashing violently. A thousand people slaughtered fiercely against the encirclement of more than 5,000 people, trying to break through with their lives and blood.

The knife has no eyes, the people are even more ruthless, and there are many more people in the Southern Heavenly Darkness than in the Emperor. In addition, the street is six or seven hundred meters long, and the battle line is very long, and the brothers are scattered to fight, almost all of them are facing the Nantian Underworld men who are wrapped up in a group. The tip of the knife kept slashing, and everyone was roaring and cheering them on.

Some of the emperor's brothers did not have machetes, so they could only fight with their bodies, slamming out like crazy rhinoceros, and snatching each other's knives and killing them fiercely without being hacked to death.

The chilling screaming voice is the only melody, and the brilliant and psychedelic blood red is the only color. Dixiong's brothers regard death as home, but it is really difficult to fight with the Nantian Underworld who is several times their own and has been prepared for a long time, the casualties are very tragic, and there are constantly Dixiong's brothers who are cut down and then surrounded by a group of people to torture and kill. Constantly people fell down, trembling and unable to stand up again.

"Ahh

A blonde young man grabbed the machete that was slashing at his left arm, screamed so violently that he kicked a man from Nantian Ming away. After snatching the knife, he slashed out with his right hand and slashed at the man in the southern sky.

"Eh~!" With a muffled snort, a man from the south of the sky was cut down by the blond young man Dixiong, but the blonde young man's body was constantly stabbed with heavy knives, and his entire body was soaked red with blood. The body twisted and struggled to support it, and finally fell helplessly, falling to the ground and being slashed fiercely, chopping into a bloody corpse.

"Grass, cut our people! Lao Tzu let you cut it, let you cut theirs!" The people of Nantian Ming desperately chopped Di Xiong's people, showing no mercy.

The people of the Southern Heavenly Darkness shouted, slashing in full swing.

And the brother of the emperor Xiong, who is completely disadvantaged here, has no regrets and kills madly, but the men of Nantian Ming have been good rivers and lakes for many years, and they kill bitterly. Almost every time a person in the Southern Heavenly Immortal falls, two of the Emperor's brothers die, and the people and horses of the Southern Heavenly Immortal are originally five times as many as the people of the Emperor.

One by one, people fell, one by one were lost, and there were more and more corpses in the streets, blood stained on the gray concrete road that covered the zebra crossing. There were already pedestrians on the periphery of the shopping street, but no one dared to approach it, and they were all shocked by this bloody scene. There were people screaming constantly, they were not men fighting, but they had also experienced this bloody and shocking event, and the bystanders were more frightened than the people who experienced it, so afraid that they wanted to leave quickly but couldn't help but tremble.

Yang Shuhuang and Qiao Hip Bin are the two strongest of their own strength among the Dixiong brothers, they fought side by side with a group of Dixiong's brothers, killing wave after wave of Nantian Ming, and killing one after another Nantian Ming men under the knife, but they also lost a lot of people. It was only in their small area that they could be regarded as victorious, killing more people than themselves.

"How is it, is it okay?" Yang Shuhuang, who had been blaming the hip bin, was no longer angry at this time, but asked calmly on the back of the hip bin. Brothers are always brothers, and Yang Shuhuang doesn't really blame Qiao Bubin for anything. Nan Tianming grasped the weakness of Qiao Bu Bin's good betting, in fact, it is not Qiao Bu Bin's fault, everyone will have their own weaknesses, and the important thing is not to be caught by others.

There was already a slender stream of blood flowing out of his arm, spreading down his fingers to the hilt of the knife, and then rolling down the blade of the machete, and finally the blood droplets fell to the ground, splashing lonely and charming flowers, like blood-colored roses. After a while of fighting, he has been stabbed several times, and everyone knows that if the machete is not cut to the point, it will not really be fatal, and most of the machete fights are because of being killed by the machete, or because of excessive blood loss from the knife, otherwise it will not be so easy to die.

"Okay!" Hip Bin gasped and nodded fiercely.

"Okay, then you must kill it, kill it and go back to Dongguang, I want to serve you bastard!" Yang Shuhuang's tone was frighteningly flat, half joking and half serious. At this time, he can still speak half-jokingly, which shows that Yang Shuhuang is not simple.

Qiao Bubin smiled bitterly, the thousand brothers who came with him were already half killed and wounded, if he could really kill back, he would not be able to recover if he made a mistake!

"Grass!"

Yang Shuhuang and Qiao Hip Bin shouted almost at the same time, and their bodies rushed out like sharp arrows, meeting the Nantian Underworld Man who attacked again.

The crazy knife exploded, swinging fiercely towards the approaching people, and blood splashed one after another, and the people who came up around Nantian were knocked down and cut down by Yang Shuhuang and the fierce knives of the hip bin.

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"Dixiong, these people really look like crazy people..."The white-faced boy standing beside Bingyan nu the corners of his mouth and sighed.

He had to admit that he had never seen such a stubborn underworld person, a thousand people, and none of them showed fear and begging for mercy. It's all crazy impact, and it's one more to kill one. Many people don't have knives and have to fight with their bare hands.

Dixiong's brothers all brought guns but none of them were useless, some of them had been pierced by knives in their stomachs, and their hands had been put on the guns on their waists, but they didn't pull out their guns, but held the knife stuck in their bodies, and spitted a mouthful of blood in their mouths, and they didn't give in to death, and they were willing to die for Dixiong!

"It's all ignorant fools!" Bing Yan said coldly, although her words were mean and sharp, but her tone still revealed shock.

Dixiong's brothers are stupid, so stupid that they don't even use guns, stupid enough to defend the future of the entire Dixiong with death. They are so stupid that they don't understand that their lives are only once, they are so stupid that they don't understand that it's better to die than to live, they don't understand that people don't die for themselves, they only know that being brothers is righteous enough, and they would rather die standing than live on their knees.

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