Li Haoran is indeed a killing machine. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

It's just that many people have ignored his former identity for so many years, especially young people now, who know that he is a person who came from that era, but they only show respect for his identity and status, but few have thought that although Li Haoran is old, he is still a fierce man who can go to the battlefield in person.

Eleven people, in less than a minute, the eleven masters who first besieged Li Haoran were all hung up, and none of them were spared, in addition, there were four or five wounded who fell to the ground spitting blood from their mouths, and there were only endless fear in their eyes.

National art is a killing technique!

This sentence may be the best when used on Li Haoran, and only people like Li Haoran and Zhang Wenqing can give the best interpretation of this sentence.

A killing scene has begun, and it will never stop until the last moment.

Li Haoran looks pot-bellied, and his actual age has reached the point where he can't fight, but no one could have imagined that once he really goes to the battlefield now, the momentum he bursts out and the ruthless means of killing the enemy with one blow will be so strong.

"Bang!"

Li Haoran's body wandered among the crowd, and a punch bombarded out, a foreign boxing master in his forties and fifties, who was originally wearing an iron cloth shirt and preparing to contend with it, but Li Haoran punched his stomach, and he couldn't hold back his breath, spit blood on the spot, and his body flew upside down.

Punching, under the reaction force, Li Haoran's body swung backwards, swept the two of them with one leg, grabbed the neckline of a master with a wave of his hand, mentioned it to his side, and smashed his chest with the elbow of the other hand, smashing the person's internal organs on the spot, the strength of that elbow was absolutely unimaginable.

Holding this corpse, Li Haoran swept around, and the people who attacked around him were forced to retreat, but when he looked at him again, he didn't dare to take a step forward.

Sixty people, just a minute or so passed, and there were less than forty people standing in the field.

Although the master's move is said to be a fatal move, so many masters are besieging one person, and it is said that the disparity is not too big, so it will take a while to fight, but now, those who have fallen do not seem to be enough for Li Haoran to play.

Li Haoran was still surrounded in the middle, he threw the corpse on the ground, clapped his hands, with a boring expression, looked at the eight masters who could really pose a threat to him and said: "The Qin family, the Long family, and the Fang family, there have been many characters over the years, why don't you plan to make a few moves with the old man in person today?"

Saying that, Li Haoran shook his head slowly: "It is an insult to me to use these people to test my current combat strength Li Haoran." ”

Li Haoran's words angered several of the eight old men in the Dragon Gate and the Shenglong Pavilion, and one of them, an old guy who looked to be fifty or sixty years old, jumped up directly, pointed at Li Haoran and said, "Li Haoran, don't say crazy words, let my dragon's breath come to meet you." ”

"Yes, Elder Qin, what are we waiting for, can't the eight of us join forces to kill him just one Li Haoran?" another master of the Long family also said.

A master of the Fang family also nodded and agreed: "I'll wait for the eight people to go out in person, this person will definitely die, and then it doesn't make much sense to let these juniors under him participate in the battle, and let them watch from the sidelines first?"

The old man at the head is from the Qin family, he is the second leader of the Qin family, the helmsman of the Dragon Gate today, and he is a real big man, this person's name is Qin Baxian, listening to the words of the masters of the Long family and the Fang family, he was unmoved, and said coldly: "Kill!"

"It's a pity!"

Listening to Qin Baxian's order, Li Haoran sighed silently, his hand reached to his waist, the belt buckle under the thick fat was exposed, and he pulled out a sword from it.

No, it can only be regarded as a knife, a Tang knife that looks relatively soft, but once it falls into his hands, it becomes extremely rigid and incomparably hard.

The Japanese samurai sword is easier to use, but it is actually evolved from the Chinese Tang knife, Li Haoran has a Tang knife in his hand, and the momentum of the whole person has changed again. If he gave people a fierce feeling before, like a lion, then now he is a demon, a murderous demon!

In fact, many of the masters who besieged Li Haoran at the beginning used weapons, but in the face of these people, Li Haoran only relied on a pair of meat fists to get it, and now, when he took the initiative to declare war on Qin Baxian and other strong people and did not get a response, Li Haoran saw through Qin Baxian's thoughts, he wanted to let these thirty-level masters be cannon fodder and also consume his own skills.

Those who become big things are not informal, this sentence is actually bullshit for Li Haoran. This sentence can only be used for the sake of the country and the people, for the national righteousness and the country's honor and disgrace, and now, in order to eradicate him, Longmen and Shenglong Pavilion let so many martial arts masters die in vain, just to weaken his combat effectiveness, which is beyond words.

It can only be described as indifferent and ruthless.

Since the ending can't be changed, let's end it sooner.

Li Haoran began to kill, no one could avoid the Tang knife in his hand, occasionally someone blocked it with a weapon, but it couldn't compete with the Tang knife in his hand, the Tang knife was really sharp, and it was infused with a strong internal force by Li Haoran, the strength was incomparable, and any ordinary weapon would be split in two if it came into contact with it.

"Puff Puff !!"

On the long street, blood mist flew, and blood stained the street red, staining Li Haoran's clothes red, but it did not dye his face from beginning to end, let alone his smooth and shiny hair.

Eight minutes later, the battle on the long street ended, and Li Haoran slowly pulled the Tang Dao out of a middle-aged man's chest, and then looked at Qin Baxian and the others: "Do you need to wait any longer?"

Qin Baxian's expression did not change, but the other seven people around him were shocked by the combat effectiveness that Li Haoran showed today. There are a total of sixty cultivation masters, all of whom are those mainstays carefully selected from the Dragon Gate and the Shenglong Pavilion, and any one of them is a fierce man who can take charge of himself outside, but today he was killed by Li Haoran in less than ten minutes.

Is it true that martial arts masters are all cabbages, and the streets are all rotten and cheap?

Impossible, for today's operation, Longmen, Shenglong Pavilion and the major hermit families have really used a lot of money, just to deal with Li Haoran alone, they have used eight strong masters, three of whom are people who were ranked on the local list more than ten years ago, and Qin Baxian is the fierce man who was named on the heavenly list by Zhang Wenqing and Lan Di in the first place.

In addition to this, there are more forces laid on the side of Longhu Mountain, and there are countless masters dispatched, this time, Longmen, Shenglong Pavilion and those few hidden families have really made a bloody investment, just seeking one blow, so as to lay the foundation for the future situation and situation.

"Bang Bang !!"

Qin Ba first looked at Li Haoran and applauded, and then approached Li Haoran step by step.

As Qin Baxian approached, the seven masters around him also surrounded Li Haoran.

For Li Haoran, the pressure brought to him by the dozens of martial arts masters he had killed before was far less than that of the eight people in front of him, so he could only smile bitterly in his heart.

"Kill one person in ten steps, don't stay for a thousand miles, Li Taibai's poem should be you. No one can touch your body, it's amazing. Qin Baxian praised sincerely.

Li Haoran gasped slightly: "When people are old, their bodies are the same as the bodies of little girls, and they can't be touched." ”

Qin Ba nodded first: "Yes, if you are old, you are old, and your body will not dare to be injured easily, once you are injured, it will become a real mortal threat." However, in order not to get hurt and not let those people touch your body, you have also lost a lot of time in these few minutes, is it a bit worth the loss?"

Li Haoran smiled bitterly: "What can be done? Are you willing to let so many masters be used as cannon fodder to send me to death, isn't the purpose just to weaken my strength, this is already the best choice I can make." ”

"What is your last wish?" Qin Ba looked at Li Haoran first, his eyes and face were full of respect, he sincerely admired this opponent. (To be continued.) )