"Let go of me, you run!"

Zhao Gangyi shouted.

"Damn, don't talk!"

Liang Zi pulled out the dagger from his side, and then stabbed it into the chest of a person who touched it on the side, and then Liang Zi rushed forward two more steps.

"Be careful!!" Guo Furong's voice came from behind her.

Liang Zi's eyes looked to the side.

A man with a machete rushed to his side and slashed at Zhao Gangyi.

This made Liang Zi so frightened that his soul was gone, and he quickly turned around.

Burst.

The sound of a knife entering the flesh.

The machete looked at Liang Zi's left shoulder, cut all the way into the bone, and then was caught by the bone.

"Grass and mud horses!"

Liang Zi roared angrily and kicked the owner of the machete out of the air.

"Liangzi, listen to me, get out of here!" Zhao Gangyi shouted, "Otherwise, we will all die here!" You listen to me, you can't do it! ”

"Damn, I also told you this when you broke through with my back, you didn't listen to me! If you want to die, you will die together, don't be crooked! Liang Zi exclaimed with red eyes.

"Damn, you learn from me to speak!" Zhao Gangyi said angrily.

"I think that's the way it works!"

Liang Zi kicked a nearby person into the air again.

At this time, the entire battle situation was already quite unfavorable to Zhao Gangyi's side.

Yan Luo's people are powerful, but they are all restrained, Chu Zhongtian fights two by one, and there is no chance of clone at all, and Liang Zi is carrying Zhao Gangyi on his back, and it is impossible to let go of the cast, as for Guo Furong, because he wants to protect the purple butterfly and Leng Bing, he is also restrained.

It seems that it is only a matter of time before Yan Luo Zhao Gangyi's side is defeated.

That's when it happened.

A group of people appeared not far from the desert.

The group was riding on camels, and the camels were galloping in this direction.

The number of the group was about thirty, and the leader was wearing sunglasses, so that people could not see it.

These people showed up very quickly.

Before anyone could react, the men had rushed to a distance of less than ten meters from the crowd.

Looking at those riding on camels, many people shrank their necks uncomfortably, and the movements of their hands slowed down.

Some people even stopped their hands and looked at the more than 30 people vigilantly.

The thirty-odd people were all black-haired and yellow-skinned Asians.

If these more than 30 people also came to rob the purple pupil, it would be difficult.

Fortunately, these thirty or so people did not come to rob the purple pupil.

"Kill them all."

The leader of the man, after stopping the camel, waved his big hand forward.

All the people in the melee froze.

Kill them all?

What's going on?

Is it just these thirty men?

What an international joke! There are still people from Purgatory and Bauhinia here! Do you think that just by relying on these thirty people, you can kill all the purgatory and bauhinia and the hundreds of people around them?

Oh my boy, this is not a movie!

Thirty men on camels rolled over and got off their camels, and then, silently, rushed into the crowd.

Halfway through the rush, the men reached behind them almost simultaneously.

Woohoo.

The sound of knives coming out of their sheaths sounded.

More than 30 Arabic scimitars appeared in the hands of these more than 30 people.

Under the scorching sun, the Arab scimitar shone with dazzling light, like a divine weapon of the gods.

Thirty people quickly burst into the crowd.

Almost all of them aimed their fists, knives, and sticks at the thirty men.

Since you dare to be so arrogant, then let's give you some color first.

The hand-to-hand encounter soon followed.

Puff puff.

The sound of knives entering the flesh.

In just a second or so, about twenty people fell!

All of these fallen people were slashed in fatal places.

Everyone was killed by one blow!

And none of the more than 30 people were injured.

What is the situation!

Everyone froze.

Including the people of Purgatory and Bauhinia.

They all looked at the thirty or so people not far away.

What is the origin of these more than 30 people?

Just because these people are stunned doesn't mean that others are stunned too.

The more than 30 people who rushed into the crowd were again stabbing and falling.

This time, more than thirty died.

One for each person.

Just now, because there were too many people, all some people cut repeatedly.

Of course, the result of repeated slashing is that a person is slashed twice or three times.

All are fatal wounds.

This kind of person is more miserable.

And now, taking advantage of the emptiness of these people in a daze, each of these thirty or so people has found their own goal.

And then more than thirty died.

No one can survive a round at the hands of these people!

"Who are you?"

Yang Rui also felt a chill, although the seven or eight people around him could also lift weights like the other party, but the other party's cold-blooded was still beyond his imagination.

"The Blood Soul Hall is doing things, and everyone is waiting for death on the spot."

The man in sunglasses outside the crowd shouted in a deep voice.

Blood Soul Hall?

Blood Soul Hall??

Blood Soul Hall???

It turned out to be the Blood Soul Hall???

The Blood Soul Hall is very famous, quite famous, and more than ten years ago, the Blood Soul Hall was the representative of the underworld king.

At that time, the Blood Soul Hall was invincible in Asia, and the people of the Yamaguchi Group who fought did not dare to put a fart, the Russian gangsters who beat shouted Dad, and the people who beat the Bamboo Association did not dare to enter the mainland.

At that time, the Blood Soul Hall was extremely sharp.

It was only later that the Blood Soul Hall was disbanded, and the three words Blood Soul Hall slowly dissipated in the long river of history.

But right now, the Blood Soul Hall has once again appeared in front of the world!

This appearance took away more than 50 lives!

No one can stop them.

No one could hurt any of them.

The Blood Soul Hall is doing things, and everyone is waiting for death on the spot?!

What a domineering, domineering declaration!

If I let you die in the Blood Soul Hall, you will have to die!

"We are the people of Purgatory!" Yang Rui shouted.

"Kill them all."

The man in sunglasses is not a bird Yang Rui at all.

The more than thirty members of the Blood Soul Hall entered the flock like tigers, and they were swords and knives.

There were only half of the people who could stand on the scene a few seconds ago.

"Ah!!!!h

Finally, someone was frightened and ran away with a scream.

Then, more people started running.

"Bastard!"

Yang Rui gritted his teeth and shouted, "Blood Soul Hall, I remember you!" Walk! ”

After speaking, Yang Rui turned around and ran away with people.

If it is really fought, a few people on Yang Rui's side may not be able to beat the other party, but there are obviously more people on the other side than on his side, plus Chu Zhongtian and others, if he continues to stay here, the danger is undoubtedly great.

So Yang Rui ran away.

Sal also ran away with the people.

He's not a fool either.

After more than ten years, the Blood Soul Hall reappeared in front of the world with more than sixty corpses.

Their feet, their hands, were stained with the blood of the enemy.

The word Blood Soul.

Bloody.