Chapter 3150 is like a bamboo

The fight is fierce!

Darts circled and flew out, as piercing as sharp knives cutting through paper, making this gloomy and misty night even more terrifying, and three more members of the Zhao clan fell one after another, although the armor on their bodies blocked a lot of darts, but their necks and faces were still undefended, and they fell to the ground with a muffled grunt.

Fortunately, Zhao Heng's mind remained clear, and while directing the members of the Zhao clan to disperse or stick to the trees to dodge, while letting them raise their guns to shoot the enemy in the shadows, the ghosts and the remaining elite of the Zhao clan quickly pulled the trigger and poured bullets forward, and many trees and stone tablets were broken in response.

The battle began again.

Although the ambushers occupied a favorable position and held darts and struck first, their number was far superior to Zhao Heng's more than ten people, but the ghosts holding guns they were still not at a disadvantage, after the fall of six Zhao elites, the cemetery was instantly retaliated by bullets, and the dull gunshots continued to sound.

In the white light, the muzzles of the eight guns fired bullets at the black cemetery, and the bullets roared wildly, and the ghosts' eyes seemed to be dripping blood, and the smoke rose, and even the cemetery lights became hazy because of this, and the darkness was filled with bullet tracers.

There were also low tombstones that burst apart in the sound of gunfire, mottled stones shot countless shards of sand and stones, and even a few newly planted pine trees were broken, and four members of the shrine screamed and fell out of the shadows, and the darts in their hands fell to the ground.

The tracer of bullets tore through the night sky.

The ferocity of the bullet made the sound of the dart breaking through the air gradually weakened, and Xiaoxiao, who rushed to hear the news, also participated in the battle, and the ambushers with only cold weapons in their hands soon became the target of slaughter, and their vivid and passionate lives were often thrown out in a suffocated posture in the sound of gunfire.

"Whoosh!"

Zhao Heng, who grabbed a small dart, raised his right hand suddenly when the dart gradually thinned, and the dart broke through the air violently, and the body of a retreating shrine member was shocked, and then he fell to the ground with a muffled snort, and there were twenty-one more corpses in the darkness, but there was no shadow of the thin old man.

"Up!"

Zhao Heng leaned his back against the tall stone monument and tilted his head slightly, and more than a dozen Zhao elites immediately pressed on the fire alternately, not giving the shrine members a chance to launch darts, although there was still a certain distance, but all kinds of shouts, shaking the air, and the footsteps made people feel suffocated!

The ghost jumped through the shadows, and without warning fired two shots at the corners of both sides, and before the shots fell, the two members of the shrine fell out, and their chests were bloodied and lifeless, and they both clutched katanas and darts in their hands, but unfortunately they had no chance to shoot at all.

Two more members of the Zhao clan found a gasoline bottle out of nowhere, lit it and threw it behind a black tombstone without saying a word, and then lay on the ground waiting for the explosion.

After the thumping gunshots, two corpses fell out!

"Kill!"

Seeing that there was no way to hide, the members of the shrine rushed out when the ghosts were running out of bullets, and twenty-eight people brandished katanas in a hand-to-hand combat, laughing at them and throwing away their guns without bullets, pulling out their weapons and confronting each other, everyone surging with monstrous fighting spirit.

In the supreme shrine of Dongying, in front of the tens of thousands of war criminals who died horizontally, Hua Guonan'er had a fight with the guardians of the undead, thinking about it made Xiaoxiao and them rise to a sense of achievement, and compared to the caution of the shrine members about the cemetery, Xiaoxiao and the others were more unscrupulous.

The two sides soon fought inside and outside the dark cemetery, swords, swords, shadows, and arrows, blood and shouting became the main theme, and everyone knew that killing the other party was the basis for their own survival, so the shot was completely open and closed, and the neatly repaired cemetery became a mess.

There was a lot of corpses piled up on both sides.

However, thirty percent of the corpses are the elite of the Zhao family, and seventy percent are ambushed shrine members, under the double suppression of ghosts and laughter, the shrine members have a much less chance of dying, and it often takes two or three people to exchange for Zhao's life, and the darts are also scrap metal after closing the distance.

Not far away, there was also the roar of the jeep motor, although it was impossible to call in the forklift for a while, but the members of the Zhao family were still on the two jeeps, put on the two iron doors that had crashed into the sky, and began to hit the cemetery hard, one by one the tombstones were knocked out, broken and fell to the ground.

At the same time, there were four or five members of the Zhao clan who found hammers and hammers, showing the three-light policy of devils entering the village like wolves, and the tombstones fell down one by one, and the mausoleum also fell apart, making the shrine members in the fierce battle angry, and their eyes were red and they were about to shed blood.

"Kill!"

The three members of the shrine armed with katanas bypassed Xiao Xiao Xiao and rushed towards Zhao Heng hysterically, the corners of Zhao Heng's mouth hooked up a smile, his body retreated four or five meters, and then rushed forward violently, slamming into the stone tablet, bang! The stele broke and smashed forward.

Rumble! With a loud bang, half of the stone tablet roared and hit the three people, who didn't even have time to scream, and fell to the ground with blood spraying, although he did not die immediately, but the sternum and the bridge of the nose were broken, bleeding from seven holes, and he fell to the ground and snorted, obviously all of them had been smashed.

Zhao Heng took a step forward, swung the half-truncated knife, and the three of them died of blood.

"Clean them up!"

Zhao Heng kicked up a katana, held it in his hand and walked in the direction of the thin old man's escape, but the thin old man did not appear, then he would kill the latter and ask for the latter's life, and tonight he decided to raze the entire shrine, Zhao Heng would never let go of such a master, it was definitely a trouble.

Seeing Zhao Heng holding a knife and walking towards the low building, Baigou Yu, who led people over, quickly followed, and whispered: "Heng Shao, I have set up a cordon with poison, it is difficult for reinforcements to enter the shrine lightly, and it is difficult for the members of the shrine to leave the building!" ”

"Ye Changge, they are also monitoring the inside and outside of the shrine on the periphery!"

Bai Gou Yu added in a low voice: "We have enough time to clear the enemy!" ”

Zhao Heng smiled faintly: "Very good!" He glanced around, and then looked at the low building not far away: "Hua Yingying trampled on the entire Tang Dao, which is a symbol of the spirit of bushido, tonight, and I trampled on the fate of this Dongying soul and killed so many Chinese, how can I let them rest in peace?" ”

Zhao Heng waved his sharp katana and cut down a few low-hanging branches, and then his voice carried a chill: "Death without a place to bury is their end!" Others did not dare to violate these dead people, but Zhao Heng had no taboos, so he let the cemetery be burned and a few more tanks of gasoline were poured on him. ”

He coughed: "Burn the bones too!" ”

"What's the old saying?"

Baigou Yu responded lightly: "Crush the bones and scatter ashes!" ”

Zhao Heng had a hint of approval on his face, and he shook his thumb: "That's right, it's just to break the bones and scatter ashes, by the way, there is also a thin old man to be careful, the old guy is quite good, there are so many times, and the weapons in his hands are quite sharp, they are almost comparable to the dragon slaying knife." ”

Zhao Heng recalled the katana he was cut off by the other party, his eyes were more solemn and interested, and then he changed his words: "I don't know what the origin is, the great elder and the three priests died one by one, I thought there were no masters in this ghost place, it seems that I underestimated it after all!" ”

Baigou replied indifferently: "No matter how tall a person is, he will not die well tonight!" ”

Zhao Heng smiled leisurely: "Correct solution!" ”

"Kill!"

As soon as the words fell, the originally quiet and silent cemetery suddenly cracked, and a few low roars sounded, like a muffled thunder, and the earth and gravel instantly overturned to the ground, and more than a dozen black-clothed shrine members rushed out directly, grabbing daggers in their hands to hug a Zhao elite.

The two sides rolled around like shrews on the spot fighting, and the sound of plopping and crashing sounded screams, and at the same time, five or six black-clothed people burst out from behind Zhao Heng, and they rushed towards Zhao Heng without saying a word, the interplay of light and shadow looked like thousands of ghosts and ghosts were jumping and dancing.

"Look for death!"

Baigou frowned and rushed forward, his hands were raised, silver needles and a wave of poisonous powder poured out, the three of them couldn't dodge, and they suddenly let out a miserable scream of pain on their faces, and then threw away their weapons and covered their faces and fell to the ground struggling, blood flowed out of their eyes and nostrils uncontrollably.

Their hands also scratched their faces beyond recognition, and the hideousness made the rest of the companions slightly stunned, although they shouted invulnerability, and were not afraid of death, but in the face of such death, they still palpitated, and Baigou Yu glanced at it, but his face was as calm as level, enjoying the painful process of the other party.

At this time, Zhao Heng also held the katana and slashed mercilessly, using Dongying's knife to kill Dongying's samurai, how fast? He made a ruthless move, and the black-clothed man who pounced on him was instantly pressed back by him, and from time to time someone let out a miserable cry and a figure flew out, splashing blood like raindrops.

The battle came suddenly, and ended just as quickly.

"Bang!"

A burly man was kicked by Zhao Heng and flew towards the trunk of the tree like a kite, when he propped himself up on the pine tree with one hand and turned around, he found that Zhao Heng had killed in front of him, and then grabbed his hair with a thunderous blow, pulled down violently, and at the same time raised his knees to meet him, making a huge cracking sound.

This loud bang occupied his entire world, and then Zhao Heng threw him out like a cloth bag, so that the back of his head also collided with the hard stone tablet, and the turbid white brain pulp that splashed out could prove that his consciousness had disappeared, and then Zhao Heng ruthlessly cut off his head with a knife.

Zhao Heng is not soft on the members of the shrine, these are all diehards.

"Kill!"

Another person rushed towards Zhao Heng, the latter bounced off a trace of blood on his body, and then brandished a katana to slash down, when the other party's eyes sank, Zhao Heng did not hesitate to cut off half of his head, and the other person picked up a gun and locked on Zhao Heng, only to find that a katana appeared in his field of vision.

As soon as his finger was on the trigger, the katana pierced his eyes, splattering blood on both sides of his skull, and then he fell straight backwards, no longer alive, Zhao Heng slowly pulled out the katana, his wrist shook, and the blood instantly dispersed: "I don't know whether to live or die!" ”

At this moment, another figure burst out, like a sharp arrow to the Zhao clan members holding the hammer, when Zhao Heng turned around, the attacker had already slapped out with both hands, and several Zhao clan members were immediately shot out by the other party, Zhao Heng saw that it was the missing thin old man.

Sophisticated and domineering!

The thin old man's wrist sank, swept out to the side, and the two of them fell away.

Bloodstained sky!

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