Dixiong's brothers and the members of the Prince Gang are still fighting fiercely, and the duel between Liu Kui and the bald head in the crowd can be said to be the most exciting.

The bald head rushed to Liu Kui and slashed without saying anything, Liu Kui's body was so weak that he almost dodged it, and he swung it horizontally with the steel knife in his right hand.

The bald head hurriedly picked up the machete, and stood up to separate Liu Kui's knife with a loud sound. The machete in the bald man's hand was cut into a gap the size of a bean, and his hand was violently shaken.

"Grass!"

Liu Kui raised the machete and swung it again, slashing at the bald head from top to bottom. The speed of the bald head is also quite amazing, and he raised the machete with a wave of his hand, and blocked Liu Kui's machete with a bang.

Liu Kui swung the machete violently like crazy, slashing down one after another, slashing his head and covering his face. But the bald head was always able to block Liu Kui's powerful knife just right, and he was stunned that he was not injured at all.

Both of them had a little bit of physical strength, Liu Kui used all his strength with every knife, and the bald head also received a strong tremor every time he lifted the machete to block. Both of them were panting after bouncing off violently, and today they met their opponents.

Liu Kui hunched his waist slightly, gasping for breath, and staring at his bald head coldly. And the machete in the bald man's hand was already full of mung bean-sized gaps, and the blades were all chopped up by Liu Kui.

"Good boy, it's very strong, Lao Tzu likes it!" smiled arrogantly, gently raised the machete and pointed at Liu Kui, "Come again!"

Liu Kui was so anxious that he couldn't help but take the initiative to raise his knife and stride over.

"Grass!"

The tip of the machete slashed across the ground, splashing a brilliant spark, and the knife continued to roll violently along the void towards the bald head's lower abdomen. Liu Kui raised a knife from the bottom up, and the bald head did not stretch out the machete this time, but retreated violently, and then suddenly jumped up.

"Drink!"

The bald body jumped high, shouted and slashed down at Liu Kui's head with both hands holding the machete, the force of this knife was unimaginable, and the speed was as fast as lightning.

Liu Kui was suddenly shocked, and it was difficult for him to immediately change the direction of the knife swing when he slashed through the air. But instinctively, he flipped the blade of the knife almost at an unimaginable angle, and immediately blocked the incoming knife.

"When~"

After a crisp sound, the steel knife in Liu Kui's hand was actually cut into two ends, and the strength of the bald head knife can be seen. Liu Kui's steel knife was cut off and could not completely stop the speed of the bald head machete falling, the machete in the bald hand suddenly slashed into Liu Kui's shoulder, the machete cut into the flesh, a large stream of blood gushed out, and the bald head machete went deep into Liu Kui's shoulder bone.

If Liu Kui hadn't blocked it with a knife, his right arm would have really been unloaded.

The instinct of the person who was slashed would scream desperately, but Liu Kui did not. His eyes widened as if he had froze, perhaps because he couldn't believe that the bald machete had cut off his own steel knife.

Seeing that Liu Kui didn't seem to react, the bald head suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and let go of the machete in his hand as soon as his hand became weak. A half-meter-long machete seemed to grow on Liu Kui's body, and it was stuck diagonally on Liu Kui's shoulder.

The blood was a little purple, and it flowed out quickly along the blade, and half of Liu Kui's body was instantly red.

"Numb, paralyzed, of!"

Suddenly, Liu Kui seemed to be relieved, roared like a lion, and stabbed straight out of the half-handled short knife in his hand.

"Uh~"

The bald head snorted, and a large stream of blood spilled out of his mouth.

The short knife in Liu Kui's hand was less than thirty centimeters long, and it stabbed straight into the heart of the bald head at once, the knife stabbed through the front chest and stabbed out in the back. He gasped, and his bald body fell to the ground in an instant.

Liu Kui glared arrogantly at the bald head that fell at his feet, and suddenly pulled out the machete stuck in his shoulder, threw it on the ground, and said viciously to the dead bald head: "You are old, it is the age of our youth, grass!"

The blood on Liu Kui's shoulders kept flowing, and the brothers around him immediately stepped forward to separate him from the people of the Prince Gang. Moreover, no less than seventy or eighty people have fallen in this period of fighting, and each of them is suffering fiercely in their hearts, and the breath of death weighs them down.

Emperor Xiong also fell, and there were fifty or sixty brothers, but none of the people who stood flinched, but killed more and more bravely. The machete was still slashing violently, although the emperor was not as numerous as the other party, but the fighting spirit was high, and it violently impacted the defense line of the prince's gang.

People on both sides of the road ran back and forth, and all the windows of the surrounding residential buildings were full of people, feeling the noblest war in the world under their noses, slashing people!

"Go, do your homework!" A **** hurriedly drove his daughter away, not letting her daughter see the exciting but extremely cruel scene.

The girl left stupidly, but the **** couldn't move her steps, and she was stupid enough to watch the fight below. In fact, who has not had an underworld dream in their hearts, but unfortunately sometimes dreams can only be realized by some irrelevant strangers, and you can only be a bystander, because you don't have the courage to bear the price to pay on this chase.

Liu Kui was seriously injured, and several of Yitang's brothers immediately squeezed out of the crowd to take Liu Kui to the hospital.

"Put down Lao Tzu, do you hear that!?" Liu Kui yelled at his brother who was carrying him, how could he run away before the battle was over.

At this time, Dixiong's brothers were still fighting fiercely, and they had begun to gain the upper hand, and there was a faint momentum like a bamboo.

"Up!"

At this time, a loud voice resounded throughout the road, and a large number of people rushed over proudly. The machetes in their hands glowed with a cold light, shaking in their hands with a wonderful rhythm.

It's Ah Shu!

He rushed over with more than 300 people, and the people of Yongtang immediately rushed over to join the battle. Originally, Yitang's brothers had already gained the upper hand, and the prince gang saw that there were three hundred more people, and they were completely desperate. All confidence and confidence immediately collapsed, and without anyone taking the lead, they turned around and ran desperately together.

The people of the Prince Gang broke up in an instant, and the people of Emperor Xiong chased after them, and the result was only one word when they were chased, death, and they were hacked to death with knives.

Liu Kui was still struggling to come down and continue to cut people, but when he saw Yongtang's brother coming to help, his heart was relieved, he smiled happily and was happy, and secretly said that the person who came to offend Emperor Xiong today didn't want to leave alive.

Ah Shu's men went to pursue the people of the Prince Gang, and Ah Shu himself came to Liu Kui's side. Seeing Liu Kui being carried, he was taken aback for fear that something would happen to Liu Kui.

"Kuizi!" Liu Kui's whole body was dyed red, and Ah Shu frowned and didn't dare to look at Liu Kui more.

But Liu Kui smiled extremely sharply, as if nothing had happened, and said to Yang Shuhuang: "Brother Shu, Yao Tsai led a group of people to fight the people of the Prince Gang on Qilin Street, you go over to help him!"

There are three groups of people from the Prince Gang, and two groups are still sweeping other fields in Emperor Xiong, and Yao Tsai and a group of people are still fighting with the people of the Prince Gang on Qilin Street.

Yang Shuhuang nodded fiercely, and shouted to the brother who was carrying Liu Kui: "Send your boss to the hospital, quickly!"

"Yes!"

The brother who was carrying Liu Kui nodded hurriedly, and quickly ran out with accelerated steps. Liu Kui's injury to the shoulder is not a fatal injury, but the shoulder may really be useless if the time drags on, and excessive bleeding is also fatal.

Yitang's brothers immediately picked up the injured and sent them away, and Yongtang's people chased and killed them all the way, almost slaughtering the people of the prince's gang. Of course, there are some people who have played the limits of humanity at the moment of life and death still escape, and it is sometimes beneficial to run fast.

Yang Shuhuang looked at the fallen person on the road and couldn't help but shrug his shoulders. A new round of fighting has begun, and Emperor Xiong will cause a whirlwind in Dongzhou and even Dongguang.

Qilin Street, the fighting here is not much better than Liu Kui's side before. Yao Tsai led more than 100 people and 200 people from the Prince Gang to fight, and the killing was inseparable, and the damage on both sides was equal.

But after a period of fighting, the people of the Prince Gang were a little scared, because the fifty elite swordsmen around the Emperor Xiong's second-level hall master Yao Zai were extremely brave, and they killed Yao Zai especially fiercely today. And what Yao Tsai was holding in his hand was not a machete, but a bayonet.

The bayonet, less than half a meter long and only an inch wide, was extremely sharp.

Yao Tsai will not wield a bayonet to slash his opponent, but will stab him with a knife when he catches one, and stab one by one. And the brothers who followed Yao Tsai were no exception, all bayonets, and they stabbed over many unlucky guys along the way.

Yao Tsai has not used a knife since his last injury, and after he recovered, he had to fight extra hard. Cold-blooded, every time he stabbed a bayonet into someone else's body, he would feel his soul get great satisfaction, and the blood of flowers would not make him panic, but he would be extremely excited.

No matter how violently the machetes in the hands of the prince's gang wielded, they couldn't compare to the deadly bayonets, and their morale was completely beaten down in less than a while. He stabbed the knife frantically at the people of the Prince Gang, desperately pressing forward to kill.

The bloody breath of the streets followed by a terrible scream spread in the air, enveloping the entire sky, and the sky of the underworld was red, blood red.

Yao Zai's people had suppressed the attack of the Prince Gang without losing at all, and at this time, Yang Shuhuang and Yongtang's people arrived quickly.

When he got there, the prince's gang was instantly defeated, and they ran and were cut down.

In less than ten minutes, Qilin Street was as silent as death, and all the members of the Prince Gang had fallen to the ground except for those who had escaped, and they were all on the verge of death.

Yang Shuhuang came to Yaozai's side and smiled: "There is still a group of people in the Prince Gang, let's go and kill them together!"

Yao Tsai shook his head in a low manner at this time, and said in a deep voice: "No need, it's too late~"

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