The infighting finally broke out inevitably, and Yue Zilong swept through the surrounding Kangba warriors with one palm. He kept using a small angle to move his body to squeeze outward, and the soles of his feet stomped on the ground without interruption under the wonderful steps, absorbing the power of the earth to the greatest extent. Inexhaustible, inexhaustible, all through his body to play.

However, his upper body presents a dancing posture, giving people a feeling of elegance. casually slapped one Kham warrior after another, easily like a feather, but it gave people the pressure of Mount Tai.

The power of the earth, the power of dance, and the dual power were fully exerted by Yue Zilong. But there was no sound at all when he stomped his feet, just by stepping on the soles of his feet, he could draw the most strength.

"Whoosh!"

A spear was like a poisonous snake out of a hole, and it was extremely ruthless and drilled into the back of his heart, extremely domineering, and made a piercing and short-lived sound of breaking the wind. It was a lean but strong Kham warrior with eyes like torches and temples bulging high. There is no doubt that the kung fu of this Kham warrior is definitely not to be underestimated.

Keenly catching the sound of the spear piercing the air, Yue Zilong bent forward sharply.

"Whoosh!"

The spear stabbed against his back, sending out a ripple in the air. A shot pierced the air, and the Kham warrior immediately changed his tactics, using the gun as a stick, and slashed downward.

"Whew!"

With a gust of wind, Yue Zilong turned around suddenly, grabbed the opponent's spear with his backhand with his arm, and slammed it forward.

"Drink!" The Kham warrior let out a loud shout, holding his spear in both hands, and continued to stab at Yue Zilong.

But he couldn't move a bit, because the spear in his hand was caught by Yue Zilong with one arm, and he couldn't advance or retreat. The moment he stabbed forward incomparably, he immediately retracted his strength. It's a pity that it's too late, and the power of the dance is not something he can escape at all.

Yue Zilong gently withdrew a small step back with one foot, his body tilted sharply to the side, and under the power of the side tilt, he firmly grasped the power of the Kham warrior to stab forward, and directly pumped the opponent forward.

"Whew!"

The Kham warrior's body lost his balance, and the whole person showed a posture of flying forward, colliding with the warriors in front of the door.

Unloading force, borrowing force, this itself is what Yue Zilong is best at.

A fist struck Yue Zilong's left shoulder without warning, but as soon as it hit, the owner of the fist flew backwards and lay on his back as if he had been hit by a hammer. He only had time to see the other man's shoulder move slightly, and he felt as if his punch had hit a sponge, and then he was attacked by an irresistible force.

"Whoosh! Sou! Sou! ……”

Several weapons were concentrated and stabbed at Yue Zilong, instantly enveloping his upper body.

Faced with this blockade-style attack, Yue Zilong was not in a hurry, his body was supported by the horse step, and he suddenly completed a rotation from bottom to top, and wrapped all the weapons in reverse with his intact left arm, and then shook his arm hard.

"Boom la la ......"

The weapons fell all over the ground, and the Kham warrior's face was terrified, and his arm that had lost his weapon trembled wildly.

"Get out!"

Yue Zilong let out a high roar, and his body was like an unstoppable falcon, rushing straight to the door. And in the process of impact, he completely turned into a flying butterfly, using his body, using his intact left hand, to knock everyone to the ground as if softly and strongly.

"Hahaha......" Yue Zilong let out a loud laugh, turned to look at the dense Kangba warriors in the mourning hall and said, "Can Kangba leave my Yue Zilong behind?" Hahahaha...... Brother Li Xian is dead, don't say it's you, even if several uncles come at the same time, don't want to leave my Yue Zilong! Hahaha......"

The laughter was full of power, but there was not a trace of domineering and rebelliousness. In the past, Li Xian and several of the most powerful uncles failed to take down the crazy Yue Zilong, not to mention that now Li Xian is dead, but those uncles stay in the octagonal tower to avoid it. If he ditches the hot weapon, there really is no one to stop him from leaving.

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! ……”

A crisp gunshot rang out, and the shadow jumped out from behind the Kham warrior, wielding a pistol and shooting at Yue Zilong without hesitation.

Shot at him, Yue Zilong immediately flipped outwards and rushed towards the octagonal tower like lightning.

"With a gun!" Yi Rongcheng's shadow roared.

His voice was full of impatience and dissatisfaction, because these Kham warriors were not good at using guns at all, or they were not in the habit of using guns at all. They prefer to use cold weapons in their hands, and are far more familiar with cold weapons than hot weapons.

Getting Li Linglong's size, several Kangba warriors pulled the trigger on Yue Zilong, who was escaping, with rifles.

"Dada...... Dadada......"

The sound of exploding gunfire suddenly rang out, and the smell of gunpowder instantly filled the mourning hall.

Yue Zilong, who had escaped, fell heavily, rolled forward twice, and staggered back to his feet for tactical evasion.

"Bang!"

A gunshot that belonged to Mosingana's rifle rang out, and a bullet grazed Yue Zilong's body, striking hard at the rifle of a samurai in front of the mourning hall.

"Khooth!"

Hit and the rifle flew sideways.

"I am the king of Mosingana!! ――”

A domineering voice came from the direction of the old ghost group in the south, and the king of Mosingana stood tall with a gun and glared angrily in the direction of the mourning hall.

Seeing the King of Mosingana standing on the side of the old ghost group, and seeing the King of Mosingana attacking them, the Kham warrior who was holding a hot weapon subconsciously took a step back and stopped shooting.

They knew too well what the King of Mosingana was capable of, and as long as he was there, as long as he had a gun in his hand, no one would want to engage in any kind of confrontation with him from a distance.

"It doesn't matter if you're true or not, whoever kills your father and mother, kill!" The King of Mosingana had a hideous face.

He was standing at the top, with a gun and a gun, glaring angrily, waiting for Yue Zilong, whose half of his body was stained red with blood, to stagger towards here.

No one dared to shoot the anger of the King of Mosingana, watching Yue Zilong escape, watching the King of Mosingana finish his cover, he turned around proudly and slowly walked down from the height.

"Why don't you shoot?!" Yi Rongcheng's shadow of Li Linglong let out an angry rebuke.

"He is the king of Mosingana!" A Kham warrior said, "The king of Mosingana is the guardian of the temple, not the guardian of Kham!" ”

"What a temple keeper, what a Khamba......" The shadow suddenly closed her mouth, and a flash of luck flashed in her eyes.

He didn't know what the temple guardian of Kham was, let alone what the guardian of Kham was, maybe the meaning and status of the two were completely different, and he almost showed his feet.

"Huh......" The shadow exhaled heavily, pursed his lips and said, "The revenge of killing my father will be avenged!" Kham's revenge will be avenged! As a child, how can he live alone if his father does not take revenge? ”

After finishing speaking, the shadow turned around and walked towards Li Xian's coffin, kneeling heavily in front of the coffin with his head bowed and a guilty face.

He was trying to figure out a way, a way to make these Kham warriors charge at any cost. As long as these samurai are willing to charge, nothing will stop them. Because they are the strongest warriors standing at the top of the world, as long as they are willing to attack, as long as they can mobilize the fierce temperament of their plateau eagles, even if there is an army in front of them, don't want them to retreat half a step!