Li Dong followed Wumei and learned the Changshan Overlord gun.

That Wumei, whose surname is Zhao, is the authentic general of the Three Kingdoms, the descendant of Zhao Yun and Zhao Zilong.

This overlord marksmanship pays attention to the guns like a shower, the momentum is like a storm, the strength is righteous, and the power is unassuming.

Although Li Dong has not studied for a long time, and he is a bastard, he also knows that with his own strength, it is absolutely difficult to convince the public, and if you want to mix in the Tao, either you have to have extraordinary wisdom and outstanding mind, or you have to have the skills to take it out and be able to control it.

Compared with the first two, the latter has the benefits of being quick and the effect is immediate, so after Li Dong got this opportunity, he really worked hard.

What Wumei passed on to him was just the first three styles of the Changshan Overlord gun, and it was precisely because of the few that he was extremely proficient.

At this time, when he was suddenly attacked by someone, he almost subconsciously used the third trick in marksmanship, the dragon swinging its tail!

This shot, with a faint whistling, was directly aimed at the chest of the sneak attacker.

At the same time, his body took a sharp step forward, trying to escape from the other party's grasp.

The person who shot his reaction was slightly surprised, but it was just an accident. With his skills and experience, Li Dong's two shots are naturally not enough.

He grabbed the hand that was on Li Dong's collar, quickly retracted, and grabbed the head of the gun. At the same time, his feet quietly kicked towards Li Dong's waist.

"Huh?"

"Humph!"

Two muffled snorts with diametrically opposite meanings rang out, the former was sent by the sneak attacker, he didn't expect that Li Dong's shot, when his hand was on it, suddenly had an extra speed of rotation. The body of the spear sped up even more violently, and it broke away from the grip of his palm and stabbed out.

Although he tried his best to dodge, such a close distance, coupled with the suddenness of the incident, was still picked out by the gun on the shoulder.

The other sound was made by Li Dong. On his big crotch, he was kicked firmly, and the whole person involuntarily staggered forward a few steps, and the spear in his hand slammed into the ground, which stabilized his body. But before he could look back at the face of the sneak attacker, the axe in front of him had already slashed at him.

Obviously, there was still a distance of more than two meters, but Li Dong still seemed to be shrouded in ice and snow, and he was almost oppressed by the outright killing intent and couldn't move.

He only had time to take a deep breath, and without even having time to ease his arm, he stabbed the spear out of his hand.

The body of the spear rotated, and it pointed directly at the huge blood axe!

Dragon's Claw!

"Good boy!" Hu Lai didn't expect this Li Dong, a gentleman, to use such exquisite marksmanship. Unexpectedly, I couldn't help but cheer, and the blood axe in my hand was even more slanted, and at a strange angle, it hit the tip of the gun.

It seems like a simple collision, but in fact, Hu Lai raised the axe slightly and fell it three times!

It was his own trick that opened the world!

This is to use his strong arm strength and the inertia of the axe, in an instant, the power of the axe is divided into three parts, in a kind of surging situation, gradually strengthened, and in the last blow, into a powerful axe!

On a whim, this axe was almost used with all his might!

He was originally strong, and after years of hard work, although there is still a little distance from a wild animal like Yuan Ye, he is much stronger than Li Dong. It can be said that there is a heaven and an underground.

Even the common hobby of the two, lustful, there is a difference between the superior and the inferior. Hu Lai practiced Huanxi True Zen, for the way of love between men and women, he has his own certainty, it can be said that this is also a kind of Buddhist tantric practice! As for Li Dong, he is just simply venting, damaging his anger and hurting his body, which is harmful and useless!

Although Li Dong's marksmanship is good, the time of practice is too short, and this gun only has a form but no spirit. And how to stop it?

"Brother Monk, spare his life!" A hurried voice rang out violently.

Immediately, the guns and axes collided!

When the long ......

Li Dong only felt as if he had been hit head-on by a bison, and the spear in his hand bounced back violently, and the tip of the spear pulled out a spark on the ground, and then came out of his hand. At this time, one of Li Dong's guards was about to come to the rescue, and the spear appeared like lightning, and before he could react, it had already sunk into his chest, and the huge body of the spear was less than one-fifth left, and the rest were all pierced!

One of the people behind him was even put in the chest and made a big cut.

This guy is dead, he stared at Li Dong's shoulder, damn it, Lao Tzu still wants to save you, why do you poke me with a gun?

At this time, half of Li Dong's body was numb, and his palms were even more cracked, dripping with blood!

Hu Lai's attack did not stop, he ran to Li Dong's side with a strange smile, and slapped at him with an axe.

Li Dong hurriedly put his arm on the side of his head, and after taking this blow alive, his face was pale with pain, and tears were about to fall.

Hu Lai took the opportunity to grab him by the collar and threw it back: "Arrested, kill back!" ”

He himself met Li Dong's guards and rushed forward.

Li Dong's guards over there originally wanted to come to the rescue, but they were blocked? Who is it? Of course, it was a sneak attack on Li Dong's person.

However, there were still five or six junior brothers who reacted faster and passed him and rushed in the direction of Li Dong.

And Hu came to stop them, the monk jumped out violently, and the five or six junior brothers on the opposite side immediately roared in unison, divided into three directions, and slashed at him.

These people, with sharp sword skills, are fast and indifferent, and they are obviously the elite of the Northern Hall!

But the one who came to kill Hu was the elite of his mother!

A compassionate smile appeared at the corner of the monk's mouth, he bent his back, and the blood axe turned sharply on his back, "Amitabha, the monk said, don't kill people!" Blood Axe Float! ”

The long knives slashed at the axes one after another, but they were bounced off.

Immediately, the blood axe slammed downward, with a domineering and wild momentum, and at a fierce and tricky angle, it gently sank into the bodies of those people, as if it had been cut on the leather silk that was dried outside, making a tooth-sour sound.

Immediately, two younger brothers turned around like balloons that had been cut, and they flew out fiercely.

The place in their loins and abdomen was almost split in half by an axe, and blood was sprayed all over the ground!

Before he could make a sound, he died.

The remaining four fell or retreated screaming, their lower abdomen gently pulled by the tip of the axe, as if they had been disemboweled.

It seems that he can't live long, six grand slams in one move, disemboweling!

"Hehehe, Li Dong has been arrested, donors, just drop your weapons and get rid of the old man!"

Hu Lai slowly straightened his waist, and said something like a bell. Just with the corpse under his feet and the tragic situation of several people, it is full of shock.

At the very least, many people's faces began to turn pale and their legs began to tremble.

They felt the gap with Hu Lai, felt death, and were already staring at themselves indifferently and ruthlessly, feeling afraid!

At this time, the butcher knife Wang Jieshu also walked slowly to Hu Lai's side covered in blood. Turning around, he stared at Li Dong's guards with pity.

The clothes on his body were a little messy, but there were only two or three shallow wounds on his body, and his body stood straight at this time, with a dangerous aura, like a fierce beast, revealing a very strong force.

On his shoulder, there was a dark red bloody mouth, obviously, it was the person who had attacked Li Dong just now.

In fact, Wei Wei and others have already seen it. It's just that his movements were too fast at that time for everyone to stop.

However, after being forced to take a step back by Li Dong, Wang Jieshu was stopped by five or six Li Dong's guards.

It's a pity that these people have now turned into corpses!

The others were cowardly because of Hu Lai's sudden move, and no one dared to stop him again.

At this time, in the eyes of these people, the butcher knife and the monk are like two killing gods!

"Butcher knife, you fucking swear that the Mad Word Camp mutiny is real, and feelings are liars! Aren't you afraid of swords and axes? But the strange eyes widened angrily, and he said hatefully.

Wang Jieshu glanced at him, and said indifferently: "Liar? It only shows that you are too greedy. If you don't say that you have to step into the new city, you have been coveting our territory! It was Li Dong's ambition and stupidity that led you into this trap, not me. As for the sword and axe, I'm sorry, Lao Tzu only believes in his own knife and his luck, not that bullshit God! So, now I'm standing here so well, and you, the Northern Hall, are finished! ”

"Fart! We have 5,000 people in the Northern Church, and we will never finish! Brothers, come on! Rescue ......"

"Since you want to find death, then I will fulfill you!" Wang Jieshu knew that these Li Dong's guards were basically the elite of the Northern Hall.

The Northern Hall was organized within the framework of the three thousand elites of the Heavenly Wolf Society, although this Li Dong was too rigid and conceited, and he was worried that his brother-in-law would install people to spy on him by his side, so even the guards only selected half of the elite masters, and the other half were selected by him from his cronies, but even if there were only half, there must be more than a hundred people.

If the monsters are allowed to stir them up, if the Blood Axe Hall wants to keep them, I am afraid that they will have to pay at least fifty or sixty people.

So, don't let him finish it!

Wang Jieshu's eyes narrowed violently, and his slightly chubby body, like an arrow off the string, rushed over, and stabbed the monster in the head.

This knife was directly slashed over. What tricks, what skills, it's all.

Even, on both sides of Li Dong, there were a few cronies of the Northern Hall, and Wang Jieshu ignored them.

This knife fully reflects his savagery and madness as a high-level member of the Crazy Word Battalion and one of the two generals that Wei Zhengfeng trusted the most.

This knife exudes an undisguised belief, that is, I will kill you!