Cheng Li is actually a very simple person. His purpose in dealing with the world, in the final analysis, is only four sentences. That is: if people don't offend me, I won't offend anyone. If anyone sins against me, I will kill!"

So when the forty-nine men in black pulled out the ghost-headed big knife at the same time, Cheng Li also turned his hands over, but instead of pulling out the knife, he pulled out the gun.

The left hand shimmers with golden light, and the right hand shines with silver light. Two custom-made Browning high-power pistols (BHP) are held in the palm of your hand. Cheng Li did not hesitate and shot suddenly.

At the moment of lightning, the deafening sound of gunfire completely suppressed the screams of the seventy-seven and forty-nine men in black. Before the seven ghost head knives could be cut down, the knife owner had already been shot in the eyebrows and shot his head on the spot.

Forty-nine men in black, divided into groups of seven, a total of seven groups. Four groups of people copied from the south, south, west, and north, and the other three groups served as substitutes, waiting for the opportunity to move. Wave after wave of non-stop attacks to ensure that the enemy is exhausted, even if he has three heads and six arms, he can still block the east but not the west, and protect the south but not the north, which is quite a clever formation.

But the people who created this formation could not even have dreamed that there would be a weapon like a Browning pistol in the world. Before the four groups of men could complete the closure, they had just spread out to form a fan of encirclement. In an instant, seven bullets had killed the first group.

Of the three groups of substitutes, one immediately rushed to fill the position. But the originally tight encirclement network has been torn out of a huge gap. Grasping the gap, Cheng Li roared longitudinally, his arms were like eagles flapping their wings, and they spread left and right. The gold and silver spears roared sharply, and once again struck a roar of death.

The sound was still in my ears, and the second and third groups of black-clothed people on the left and right sides also bloomed with blood at the center of their eyebrows, and they didn't even have time to hum half a sound, and they had already fallen down on their backs to the sky, and died violently on the spot.

In an instant, the three groups of 21 people were all overturned. But among the four groups of men and horses in the first wave of the offensive, the last group that survived the fruits has also been killed. The seven black-clothed men swung their knives angrily, and the sword light was like a long rainbow, and it was like a huge wave, and at the same time it broke through the air and slashed down.

Fast, fast, pretty fast!

These seven knives are shot, the speed is fast, the positioning is accurate, and the ruthlessness is no less than Zhao Quan, the owner of Taixing Mountain.

Although Zhao Quan died at the hands of the Hundred Flowers Thief before, he actually died a nest, and he was not guilty of war. If you want to talk about real skills, the owner of Yidao Village is in the rivers and lakes, and he is also a well-known No. 1 ruthless character. It's quite instructive. If seven of these masters appeared at the same time, it would definitely be a major event that shook the entire Northern Martial Arts.

However, such seven masters, under the command of the master of the Pinjin Cave, are just subordinates of his subordinates. Not to mention, there are forty-two other masters, who are also on the same status as these seven masters, and they are equal to each other. The power of the owner of the gold cave is huge, and the strength is so strong, when you think about it, it makes people shudder.

Cheng Li didn't think about it. Because once he is in battle, he will no longer have half a distraction in his mind. No matter what the situation, I don't think I can interfere with him. He calmly raised his arms and raised his gun to shoot.

There was a flash of thunder, and the sound of "jingle bell~" sounded one after another. The seven ghost-headed broadswords came out of their hands one after another, colliding with the cold hard rocks on the ground, inspiring a little spark. Before the spark was extinguished, the fourth group of seven men in black fell down separately and never moved again.

A wave of flattening, a wave of rising. The fifth, sixth, and seventh groups of black-clothed men had already rushed forward silently. The knife flashed, the cold shimmered, and the eyes were piercing and painful.

The Browning pistol has a magazine that can carry thirteen rounds. In addition, there is an extra round in the chamber. Two pistols, which add up to twenty-eight rounds. Killed four groups of men in black in succession, just emptied all the bullets in the two pistols, leaving one behind.

The appearance is not obvious. But in fact, Cheng Li carried a large amount of ammunition with him, which he could take out and use at any time. So there will not be a situation where the firepower is unsustainable. And even if he doesn't hold a gun, Captain Hikaru Echizen behind Cheng Li is by no means a vegetarian. In hand-to-hand combat, the power of the long knife will only increase compared to the pistol.

But when it was too late, Xi Yinchun and Hu Yuji had already shouted in unison, rushed out from Cheng Li's side, and rushed straight to the three groups of twenty-one men in black.

Xi Yinchun still uses his stainless steel folding fan as a weapon, a small folding fan, but in his hand it is endlessly changing, and there are unpredictable opportunities. Any man in black in his hands will definitely not be able to make three moves. However, in just a few short breaths, a full nine black-clothed people were lying at his feet, all of them out of breath.

Hu Yuji pulled out a pair of sailors sailing on the sea, and the most commonly used scimitar was used as a weapon. The ghost-headed broadsword is heavy and sturdy, while the scimitar is light and thin. Under normal circumstances, two weapons are against each other, and it is definitely a scimitar to suffer.

However, Hu Yuji infused the blade with strong true qi, coupled with the clumsy knife technique, she was able to completely reverse the advantages and disadvantages. As soon as she stabbed down, there must have been a half-cut knife and a human head, both of which fell to the ground. Blink an eye. The twelve men in black were killed by their swords, but the scimitars were not damaged at all, and they could not find even half of the gap.

Destroying the strong enemy in front of him, Cheng Li, Hu Yuji, and Xi Yinchun had a total of six glances, and at the same time they turned to the thin old man. It just so happened that by this time the old man had already finished smoking another bag of dry tobacco. He turned over the pipe in a hurry, and the pipe slammed the rock, knocking out all the ash and cleaning it up. Only then did he stand up, put his hands behind his back, and Shi Shiran walked towards the forest.

The thin old man didn't walk fast. for he is retreating, not fleeing. If Cheng Li and the others dared to chase and kill, the thin old man would have absolute confidence and be able to kill all three of them within ten rounds.

The thin old man doesn't do anything, just because he is the "thumb" in the "golden hand". So it's been a long, long time since he's met someone who is qualified to make his own moves. The three juniors in front of him, of course, are not among them.

Of course, the intruders want to be killed, but why do it yourself? There are many masters like the forty-nine men in black just now, and there are many thin old men under their command. Just one batch of death, and then beckon another batch to come.

If this batch doesn't work out, it doesn't matter, there are still 34567890 batches. Let your skills reach the sky, heroes will conquer the world, and eventually you will die of hatred under this endless offensive, no exception!

"Boom~"

Not only the air, but also the ground, shook slightly. At the source of the sound, only two footprints half a foot deep were left, and the dust raised by the broken rock.

Instantaneous!

In an instant, Cheng Li's face was expressionless, his body was like a cannonball, and he shot through the air. Captain Echizen's light seemed to have melted in the moonlight, leaving behind a hilt in his hand.

If you say that the forty-nine men in black are already masters. Then this thin old man is definitely a master among the masters. He hears the wind, and his ears are as sensitive as his eyes. Therefore, Cheng Li's actions, in his ears, have no secrets at all.

"There is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no way to break in in hell? Since you are in a hurry to go to reincarnation, the old man will give you a ride. ”

Didn't really say that. But the smile raised at the corner of the thin old man's mouth had completely revealed the true meaning of his heart.

In an instant, the thin old man broke off and turned around. The originally thin body suddenly became extremely tall and burly, and the god was majestic, as if the gods had descended to earth. In the midst of the cheers, the long and heavy pure steel dry smoking gun had been swept out.

The power of this sweep is like thousands of troops, coming from the ground at the same time, domineering and unstoppable!

However, it was swept away.

In a flash of lightning, two figures staggered past each other. Xi Yinchun and Hu Yuji only felt a flower in front of them, and Cheng Li's figure had reappeared. He turned his back to the thin old man, backhanded, and put the knife into the sheath. Make a soft "click" sound.

The thin old man's body shook and said in a dumb voice: "It's a quick ......"

"Sneer~~~"

Before he finished speaking, a line of red blood suddenly appeared on his neck! Immediately afterward, the whole head of the thin old man rose to the sky, and in mid-air, he faintly spit out the last word "knife", and then he fell down.

The fast knife is unique, and the fast knife is unparalleled. This is Cheng Li's Liu Sheng's two heart flow intentions!

Let go of the enemy and let him bring more enemies to encircle and suppress him? I'm sorry, Cheng Li doesn't have this habit. To deal with the enemy, he has never known only eight words: kill them all, and leave no trouble.

Therefore, the number of Dayan is fifty, and others are nine out of forty, leaving a glimmer of life. But here in Cheng Li, it is the number of Dayan fifty, and it uses fifty, even if there is a glimmer of life. Nor is it left for the enemy.