"Kid looking for death!" Unable to stand his arrogance, four pieces of knives came back and forth.

A biker on the left raised the knife in his hand for a long time, turned into a flash of lightning, and slashed at the neck of the winning disease, with a powerful and incomparable strength, first cutting through the cold air, while the ancient boy on the right followed a strange offensive line, and the knife in his hand changed in a few meters from a distance, whirring and breathing, as if it could attack any part of the winning disease.

The rest of the people were also eyeing him, ready to strike a fatal blow and crush him.

This group of people is extraordinary.

A murderous aura filled the air.

At this moment, several motorcycles came menacingly. The leading motorcycle also carried a thin figure, and it didn't take long for someone to jump out of the car and hurriedly approach the battlefield.

This person is none other than Liu Changhua!

The hatred is monstrous!

And stared at Ying Sick with bloodshot eyes, and shouted coldly: "Don't kill, save a life, he is mine!" I want you to die tonight without a place to bury! ”

Win the illness has moved his pace, with a smile in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, sure enough, it is him, murderous all over his body!

But now is no longer the time to speak, the danger is coming!

Win the illness snorted heavily. The knife rises and falls, and the people who are most likely to die are often the self-righteous people.

All the movements were between lightning flashes, and the two well-trained Gu Chao Boys, before they could get close, were slashed on the forehead by the war knife of the Winning Disease, deep into the skull, blood splattered out, and they were killed.

The momentum of more than a dozen people was suddenly suffocated, fast! It's so fast! In the midst of the sword shadows, the two brave elites died!

However, after only a three-second pause, this group of people immediately became even more sad and angry, and they turned a blind eye to the attack of the ten ancient boys like wolves and tigers, standing proudly in the middle, and sneered: "Liu Changhua, run away, run away!" Do you feel the arrival of death? ”

In the distance, a ghost smoking and watching the battle called Kirk, and the fire froze slightly. Liu Changhua's face changed even more! After a moment of panic, a face became hideous again, and the hateful eyes became crazy: "Abolish him, abolish him for me!" ”

Don't hesitate. More than a dozen people came to cover up and kill. Zhao Yazhi in the car in the distance looked worried, her face was as white as paper, and tears almost burst out of her eyes, "Be careful!" ”

There was no need for her to remind her, Ying Zhiji had already roared angrily, shaking the war knife and counterattacking, and the momentum of the man and the knife made Ying Zhiji like a tiger entering a flock, quickly interspersed between the gaps in the crowd.

Puff puff.

The blood shadows are flying, and the swords and swords are shadows.

The knife that he swung out slashed four or five enemies in a row, and several more people pressed him! Without the slightest stagnation, he once again brazenly broke into the net of knives and sticks intertwined with more than a dozen machetes and iron pipes, wielding war knives.

Every inch of blood and soil, the cold cold light was instantly messy, that is, a gap of more than ten seconds, more than a dozen bikers covered their chests and fell to the ground in various postures, spitting out thick blood in their mouths.

Although the scene was extremely bloody, Zhao Yazhi in the car cried with joy, and tears could no longer hold back her eyes.

The cold wind blew through the alley, blowing up the blood of more than a dozen corpses.

The remaining survivors were finally terrified.

Looking at the time of winning the disease, the monstrous battle intent and murderous aura exuded from the whole body, the chilling murderous aura made people always feel the bloody howl, the five closest Gu Chao Boy couldn't stand the pressure at first, and felt that their hearts were beating wildly and they were almost unconscious, so frightened that they hurriedly retreated a few steps, and some even abandoned the knife and fled.

Momentum kills is not a myth. (To be continued......)