Song Xuan was still standing there, his eyes could no longer feel any light, but he could judge the rapidly approaching distance from Wei Hong's footsteps, Song Xuan's left foot took a small step forward, his right arm bent inward, and his right palm made a half-circle counterclockwise.

The mountain opening knife in Wei Hong's hand turned into a cold mist of light and slashed towards the top of Song Xuan's head, and the light and shadow dragged out by the blade had exceeded the limit of speed.

Song Xuan's speed seemed to be very slow, and before his right palm could be swung, a powerful pressure had been squeezed towards Wei Hong's body from all directions, this powerful pressure offset Wei Hong's cold knife qi, and her lightning-fast speed showed a slight fluctuation in front of this pressure, although it was a slight fluctuation, it had already affected the speed of her knife.

Song Xuan was still unhurried, although his movements did not look fast, he always maintained a balanced speed, the mountain opening knife was only less than a centimeter away from the top of Song Xuan's head, and the cold knife qi had already taken the lead in tearing Song Xuan's scalp. And at the same time, Song Xuan's palm was imprinted on Wei Hong's chest, and the tentacles were soft, such an elastic and plump chest should not belong to an old woman, and such elasticity was not enough to cushion Song Xuan's palm.

With the sound of bones breaking, Wei Hong's body flew out like a kite with a broken string, and then fell straight down, crashing into Su Le.

Su Le was still holding the sharpened iron rod in his hand, and before he even had time to recover it, Wei Hong's body was strung on it like a sugar gourd, the tip of the steel pipe was extremely sharp, piercing out of her chest through her body, and blood gushed out along the steel pipe.

Su Le was startled, hurriedly let go of the steel pipe, and Wei Hong's corpse fell in front of Su Le with the steel pipe.

Although Song Xuan couldn't see it, he understood what happened clearly, and at this time, he was actually able to laugh: "Boy, you killed someone!" ”

Su Le shook his head: "I didn't kill!" "He really didn't kill anyone, Wei Hong was already beaten to death by Song Xuan with a palm before he hit the steel pipe. Whether Su Lecheng admits it or not, Wei Hong was penetrated by the steel pipe in his hand after all. Su Le didn't feel the slightest bit of fear, and even he himself didn't expect to show such calmness, could it be that his nature was indifferent to life? Or is his psychological quality already beyond ordinary people?

Song Xuan said: "Did you see her dead?" ”

Su Le raised his foot and kicked Wei Hong, found that she was motionless, nodded and said, "It should be dead." In the face of such a change, Su Le maintained a composure that ordinary people could not do, which greatly surprised Song Xuan, and the composure shown by this son at the moment of life and death had long exceeded the scope of what a young man should be.

Song Xuan said: "Life and death matters must not be sloppy. ”

Su Le hurriedly bowed down again, touched Wei Hong's common carotid artery, and was sure that there was no pulsation, so he said, "It's really dead!" He came to Song Xuan's side, grabbed Song Xuan's arm and said, "Mr. Song, do you want to call the police?" ”

Song Xuan shook his head and said, "You find a towel, wipe the fingerprints on the steel pipe you touched, remove any traces that may be related to you, and I'll let others handle the rest." He pulled a paper tube out of his bosom, then ripped it open and lifted it, whoosh! With a bang, a golden trail shot into the sky at the beginning of the night, and one flew to the end and exploded, and a huge golden firework slowly unfolded in the sky.

Su Le stared at the fireworks in the sky, and secretly wondered in his heart, could this be the legendary cloud-piercing arrow?

Song Xuan's face was covered with blood, and he looked very terrifying.

At this time, a cold voice sounded from the gate: "A cloud-piercing arrow, thousands of troops come to meet!" Song Xuan, it's a pity that your thousands of troops can't come. ”

The golden fireworks rose one after another in the distant sky, Song Xuan couldn't see the changes in the sky, but Su Le could see it clearly, the signal that Song Xuan had just sent out had been drowned in the fireworks in all directions, even if the beggars saw the signal, the golden fireworks in the sky would make them at a loss and exhausted. It seems that the enemy has already calculated the possibility of a qiē, and it is necessary to cut off Song Xuan's back road.

The man in black stood at the iron gate, he was very tall, about one meter and ninety meters, holding a three-foot-three-inch Oriental knife in his hand, the blade had not yet been unsheathed, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, and he stared coldly at Song Xuan who was twenty meters in front of him.

Song Xuan said with a smile: "The knife will be such a big scene, the five lores that have long been hidden in the rivers and lakes, there are three of them today, why don't you call all your accomplices over." ”

He chop, one of the five lore kills of the knife club, the title of the sword, the master of the sword, and the weapon is the three-foot-three-inch Oriental knife in his hand. He Shu was known as the one with the strongest attack power among the five lore kills, he stood in the distance and did not rush to attack, and said in a low voice: "The rivers and lakes are in trouble, I want to see how powerful Song Xuan is in the thunderbolt fire." ”

Song Xuan said disdainfully: "What bullshit knife will, it will never see the light." ”

He said: "What we fancy is only the result!" He narrowed his eyes, and the murderous aura in his gaze did not diminish by half, but became more intense and fiery.

Song Xuan said: "You are not my opponent!" ”

He Qi said: "At this time and that time, you first fell into the Seven Hidden Wolf Poison, and then became a blind man, and now, I am afraid that you don't even have the strength to walk." ”

Song Xuan whispered to Su Le: "I'll stop him, you escape!" ”

Su Le said: "I called the police......" He quietly pressed 110 and dialed out, only to find that the mobile phone had no signal. It seems that the other party's choice to launch an assassination here was carefully arranged and took into account the factors of a qiē possibility.

Song Xuan said indifferently: "The rivers and lakes are in trouble, and it has nothing to do with outsiders, you go!" ”

Su Le bit his lip, but shook his head stubbornly, he picked up the mountain knife on the ground and silently blocked in front of Song Xuan.

Song Xuan is arrogant by nature, he has always regarded himself very highly, except for the helper Zhuang Poor, there are few characters in the world who can convince him, a person who has always regarded himself as a strong man, but he did not expect that today he would be reduced to the point of being protected by a little chef, Song Xuan's heart rose an inexplicable sadness, and at the same time he was moved by Su Le's loyalty and courage. Although this Su Le is young, he has the courage and righteousness that most people can't reach. He was now beginning to understand a little bit why the old gang leader would choose such a young man to teach him the Eighteen Palms of the Eighteen Treasures of the Gang Descending Dragon.

He Shu moved his neck, his bones and joints made a cracker-like sound, and his footsteps finally started. Su Le's gaze fell to the ground, looking at Wei Hong's mountain-opening knife.

Su Le didn't take the knife, because he had a hunch that if he picked up the knife, he might have no chance of winning.

Su Le raised his head and looked at He Shu and said, "There is a kind of high and low in our fists and feet!" ”

He Qi looked at the kid in front of him with some curiosity, is this a challenge to himself?

Su Le said: "Cowardly people can use knives, dare to compete with me with real skills!" "He is using the method of agitation, the purpose is to provoke He Qi's competitiveness. This is exactly what Su Le's cleverness is, he knows that it is difficult for him to defeat his opponent in terms of knife technique, and only with the silk winding hand that Xing San taught him, there may be a chance to counterattack.

He Chu laughed out loud, laughing so much that he almost burst into tears, he heard it right, this kid was challenging himself.

Song Xuan said: "You go, I don't want you to care!" ”

Su Le didn't seem to hear Song Xuan's words, he rushed towards He Xuan like a cheetah, and rushed over unarmed.

He Chu raised the Oriental knife in his hand and plunged it into the ground along with the scabbard, and the blade stood on the ground like a black flagpole. He Shu looked at the kid in front of him who didn't know how high or low, didn't he know that my He Chop's boxing skills were more powerful than my knife skills.

He took a step forward, and then his body catapulted up at an astonishing speed, his right fist clenched, his stature and arm length already had an advantage, and with the momentum of bouncing, his advantage was brought into full play.

The right fist condescendingly smashed towards Su Le's face door, like a galloping and roaring tiger, the hazy moonlight was transmitted from the clouds, and the outline of He Chop's right fist could be seen clearly through the moonlight, and the peak of his fist was almost flat, which was the result of his long-term exercise of both fists, and others knew that He Chop's knife skills were powerful, but He Chop's real power was Hong Fist. The speed of Ho's punch was like a meteor, and the friction between the fist and the air made a dull sound of breaking the air, like a tiger's roar.

Song Xuan's face was slightly tilted, his brows furrowed tightly, and he said in a low voice: "Tiger Fist!" "What He Chop used was one of the Hong fists, the fierce tiger-shaped fist.

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