Cold Night finally couldn't help but move.

Although the offensive of the Mad Word Battalion was contained, it was still stubbornly advancing. Every second, more than a dozen junior brothers in Sui Gun Hall will fall! The situation has become precarious!

If he persists, he is afraid that he will not be able to hold out for even ten minutes, and his defense line will be completely overwhelmed.

When the time comes, the defeat will be like a mountain, and there will be no room for recovery at all!

A slight regret flashed in Leng Ye's eyes, but he still spoke without hesitation, his voice was like a spear in his hand, sharp and ruthless: "Blood Demon, Ba Xiao, each with one hundred and fifty people from the left and right, straight into the two wings of the mad word battalion." At all costs, in the shortest possible time, their formation will be disrupted and chiseled! ”

"Yes!" The two men in black who had been following him came out in response.

The centaurs were ready-made, standing right behind them.

"Blood Fiend, you say, who can win Juventus or AC Milan?" Ba Xiao is a middle-aged man who is a little blessed, he has two fleshy dimples on his face, and he seems to be smiling all the time.

On his head, there is a strange hairstyle, which has been shaved into squares, and looks a bit like that of a plaid soccer ball! And in fact, this is really the head of football.

Ya is a fan of the European Cup, AC Milan. Recently, I heard that these two teams are going to play a match.

The Blood Demon frowned slightly, he was a young man, a young man who liked to kill. In his opinion, what he is engaged in is much more passionate and passionate than football.

Therefore, he clenched the spear in his hand a little impatiently, turned his head and left: "Does this have anything to do with us?" ”

Ba Xiao glanced at his back, and said in a low voice: "Covering the sky, it's Juventus, a dark horse that suddenly came out!" ”

Li Huan is an elite junior brother of Sui Gun Hall, before he joined the club, he was a gangster, doing something to bully the market on the street. Later, when I heard that Sui Gun Hall was recruiting, I joined in.

Now, he has been in the hall for three years, and he can be regarded as an old man.

In the past, he always thought that his skills were enough, and his strength was already very strong, at least, it was no worse than the so-called first gang, the Netherworld!

However, it was only today that he suddenly realized how ridiculous this idea was.

Ten of his men have all been killed in battle, or have fallen to the ground with serious injuries, and their lives are uncertain. They can't be blamed for this, really, because even when he encounters these fierce enemies in front of him, he is completely passive.

He was a little dazed and desperate, but the thought of whether he should run away was surging in his heart. But before he could make a decision, a fierce knife light next to him slashed over.

Li Huan raised his knife to block it, but the Mo knife in his hand suddenly broke at this time, and the sword light fell even more.

This time it's over.

A look of despair flashed in Li Huan's eyes, and he closed his eyes a little dejectedly. But at this moment, he suddenly found that a strange hammer, I don't know when, smashed into the side of the little brother.

The hammer was as big as a football, and it was full of sharp thorns, and it was terrifying!

The despair in Li Huan's eyes was instantly replaced by intense joy!

This is Ba Xiao's weapon, it's Ba Xiao's weapon, he doesn't have to die! From the edge of death, he suddenly saw the dawn, and this huge happiness made Li Huan's body almost tremble.

Immediately, however, he felt as if he had been bitten by something, and then there was a sharp pain. His eyes widened instantly, as if he felt like he was flying, and he even saw himself on the ground. And the little brother of the crazy word camp opposite, his eyes are full of mockery!

This madman!

These four words suddenly popped out of Li Huan's mind, and he immediately fell into boundless darkness......

Ba Xiao's gaze shrank fiercely, thinking that his hammer would be nine out of ten and he would be able to pull the people off his side. I didn't want to, the little brother of the crazy word battalion actually reached out directly to block his stabbing hammer.

The little brother's hand was already drenched in blood, and even one side of his body looked like it had been gnawed by a pig. But he would rather be like this, he would have killed people!

The ferocity of the Crazy Word Camp was really a bit beyond his expectations!

These thoughts flashed quickly in Baxiao's heart, but he didn't flinch. This is a battle related to the rise and fall of the Sui Gun Hall, and all the people in the Sui Gun Hall need to work hard. Fight hard with the crazy word battalion, fight whose knife is fast, fight whose life is hard!

The two younger brothers of the Crazy Word Battalion had already discovered the arrival of Ba Xiao, and the Mo knife in their hands slashed down wildly from top to bottom. Ba laughed and shouted, and the two hammers in his hands slammed out!

Dangdang!

The two Mo knives were suddenly bounced up, Ba Xiao snorted, took a step forward with his right foot, took himself as the axis, and the hammer in his right hand slammed out, directly taking the little brother on the right.

The hammer on the left is slightly upward, like a coiled poisonous snake, ready to spit out at any time.

Offensive and defensive. Ba Xiao is very confident in his moves, as long as the little brother on the right is forced by the hammer, the hammer on his left can be smashed quickly. As for the man on the left, he has his own men to deal with!

But what he didn't expect happened.

The little brother on the right didn't pay attention to his sledgehammer at all, and directly sank the knife slightly, and stabbed directly at Ba Xiao from under the hammer.

Look for death! A cold light flashed in Ba Xiao's eyes, his body turned to the side, his right hand loosened, and the moment the hammer fell, the hammer in his left hand smashed out, and he was on the hammer in his right hand. The stabbing hammer was like a hedgehog fired by a cannon, and it smashed directly into the little brother's chest.

Laugh at!

Almost at the same time, the moment the little brother was smashed out, he flew up and kicked on the Mo knife he had released. The tip of the Mo knife flew over the side of Ba Xiao's waist, bringing out a hole more than two fingers deep. This is not over, the little brother of the Crazy Word Battalion on the left actually ignored the blade that his subordinate slashed at his back, and slashed at his throat!

Ba Xiao only had time to lift his body back slightly, and the knife was already slashed at his shoulder.

"!" The stabbing hammer in Ba Xiao's hand smashed hard. directly smashed his chest cavity. At the same time, the subordinate of the bully in the back, Mo Dao also chopped down.

The little brother's body was injured one after another, but he still raised his head, stared at Ba Xiao with a mocking gaze, his hand was already covered with blood, holding the knife, using the last bit of strength in his body, pulling down, and then his head drooped, and he just stood like that, losing his breath!

Although you are strong, are you still seriously injured under Lao Tzu's knife?

Ba Xiao understood his last look, and the hand holding the hammer suddenly seemed to have lost his strength, and he actually felt a deep sense of exhaustion! What the hell are all the monsters in this crazy word camp?

He raised his head blankly, only to see that there were swords and blood everywhere, and his subordinates kept falling. In contrast, the people of the Crazy Word Battalion, although they were suddenly beaten and killed, they divided more than a hundred people in time and fought with them, and they did not fall behind at all!

If the whole world is like the crazy word camp, then who else can stop him on this road?

Ba Xiao is here, deep in it, and it is difficult to extricate himself! The Blood Demon was even worse because he was found by Judge Su Junbao.

At this time, the blood demon split his head and was covered in blood, just like the bloodthirsty demon lord.

The spear in his hand was already slightly bent, and the tip of the spear had lost its sharpest part because of the impact. But he still stabbed towards Su Junbao's body like crazy.

Next to him, several subordinates who were close to him had already made a ghost under the knife.

After all, the manpower on the side of the Crazy Word Battalion was not as good as that of Sui Gun Hall, so Su Junbao only brought fifty people to intercept the Blood Demon and his men. At this time, he had already killed five or six of the Blood Demon's men, and his buttocks and chest were also slashed several times. Thanks to the protection of the cowhide inner armor, otherwise, he might have to quit early because he was too seriously injured.

Of course, if it weren't for the fact that he had an internal armor, he would never be so desperate.

"Kill!" Su Junbao is not a patient person, especially in this kind of collision of knives and blood, never be. His name as a judge comes from his madness when he does things with people, and if you don't sentence you to death, you will fall into hell!

Seeing the blood demon and taking the initiative to attack, he didn't dodge at all, and directly met it.

Burst!

The Blood Fiend's spear stabbed at him, sinking directly into his shoulder. Su Junbao's face was still full of indifference, as if he was not stabbed by himself, but a piece of tatters. The Mo knife in his right hand was raised leisurely.

The Blood Fiend's face suddenly changed drastically, and he hurriedly flicked his wrist to take the gun back.

No, Su Junbao poked out his left hand, grabbed the barrel of the gun, and then hit his shoulder fiercely, with a pop, under the huge force, the spear directly penetrated his shoulder. Then, Su Junbao's body snatched a step along the barrel of the gun, and the Mo knife was like a scythe of death, and slashed over!

The Bloodfiend let go of his grip on the gun and jerked back. However, the masters competed for each other, and what they seized was a glimmer of opportunity, Su Junbao paid the price of a shoulder, how could he let him escape?

The knife flew, and the blood stains appeared.

The Blood Demon took a few steps back, and his body froze violently, and he reached out to grasp his throat, but what else could he grasp? Yes, just death!

The death of the Blood Demon suddenly lowered the morale of his subordinates to the extreme. However, this did not lead them to a rout, and what really wanted to turn the tide of the battle was a group of people who suddenly appeared from both sides!

Song Soul and Gongsun woe!

The third is more~