Zhao Miaozhu of this Dragon King Temple is also from a bandit background, and he relies on his ruthlessness to get to the top, so he is naturally always wary of others to clean him up. Of his more than ten subordinates, half of them were guarding the storefronts selling stolen goods in Fushun City, and half were in the old nest of the Dragon King Temple. At this moment, he heard the shrill horn sound in the backyard, and he immediately shouted at the house near his side room: "Brothers, come out quickly, someone must be causing trouble." ”

With a shout, several rooms around the front hall jumped out of some vicious-looking and ruthless people, one by one copying knives and guns, shouting and scolding. Zhao Miaozhu also threw the box in his hand to the concubine to put it away, and he himself carried a gold-backed mountain knife and took the lead in killing the backyard.

It's just that before Zhao Miaozhu arrived in the backyard, eight masked people holding spears also poured in from the direction of the gate of the Dragon King Temple. These people worked in pairs, cooperating with each other, and without saying a word, they rushed behind Zhao Miaozhu and the others, and fought against each other in the Dragon King Palace. Zhao Miaozhu and the others didn't notice it for a while, and they were caught off guard, so they turned their heads around, and two of their subordinates saw blood and hung colors.

"His grandmother is a bear." Zhao Miaozhu opened the mountain with one hand and danced with an airtight air, and he still had the strength to scold in his mouth: "Where did you come from? I don't weigh my own weight, and I dare to bully Grandpa Zhao's head if I fiddle with a few sticks, Lao Tzu wants to ask you to be my ghost. ”

This Zhao Miaozhu's martial arts are not bad, and his subordinates are all brave and ruthless outlaws, and they do not show weakness in the face of the eight spearmen who suddenly came in. The knives and guns on both sides are clinking, fighting to the death.

The trouble with Zhao Miaozhu is that his subordinates use short weapons such as knives and axes, and they are not superior to spears. Usually, when they deal with this kind of long weapon, they try to cut off the spear shaft after parrying, and hack people to death at close range. It's just that today, this group of masked strongmen cooperated in pairs, blocking one spear, and the other must have pierced like a poisonous snake spitting letters, ruthless and sharp, and difficult to deal with.

The little boss who came in from the front door was Uncle Wang, and the two of his subordinates were frightened backwards in Zhou Qingfeng's courage test. At this moment, these two people are 'shameful and almost brave', and they receive an almost fatal assassination from the enemy in one move, with the intention of shame. The two spears flew up and down, although there was no special discipline, but they were extraordinarily hard and fierce. There is this group as an example, and the others also share their efforts.

The two sides fought for several rounds and figured out the details of each other. Zhao Miaozhu understood that he had encountered a group of novices who were not afraid of death, and he had no scruples to kill them. This group of people has a lot of blood and bravery, but they are not masters, at most they can cooperate, and it is not difficult to win with a little water grinding.

And Uncle Wang, the little leader of the team, is also very determined, and Zhao Miaozhu in front of him is enough to crush his own side by fighting alone. But the other party is obviously used to enjoying happiness, and he is not too willing to work hard, but he has a draw, as long as he drags on for a while and waits for Zhou Qingfeng to come, he can attack.

The first thing that came to mind on both sides was to wait for reinforcements.

"Go and invite the master of Yang Zhai to me." Although the first signs of this matter today were in the backyard, Zhao Miaozhu really didn't know the situation in the backyard at the moment. He finally cut off an opponent's spearhead, but the three- or four-meter spear could also be used as a stick without a spearhead, and he stabbed him in the chest in the same way, stabbing his sternum in severe pain, and his blood surged, and he couldn't stop retreating. It's not going to go on like this.

The 'Yang Zhai Master' in Zhao Miaozhu's mouth is a master. He recently co-opted a group of robbers who occupied the mountains near Fushun, two of the leaders were deserters from the border army, and Yang Wei, the owner of the second village, made a good marksmanship, which was used to break the formation with the most miraculous effect. In the past few days, I have invited this Yang Zhai master to come, and the delicious and delicious hospitality is now the time to come in handy.

Shami, who had just escaped from the backyard, had already gone into hiding and didn't know where to go, but one of Zhao Miaozhu's thugs was ordered to leave the battle and go to the backyard to find the owner of Yang Zhai. Who knew that as soon as the thug came out of the Dragon King Palace, he saw the figure of the Yang Zhai Lord, and Huanhuan called him to help, but the Yang Zhai Lord was already unable to protect himself, so he opened his mouth to persuade him to surrender.

Persuasion? The strongest master, Yang Zhai, is all finished? There's a gang in the backyard that's even more ruthless?

The so-called 'two fists are hard to beat four hands', this battle has always been afraid of flanking attacks. This situation is not good for Zhao Miaozhu. There were only eight or nine people on their side, and they were all in a fever with the masked strongmen who rushed in at the front door. When they learned that a group of people had also come to the back door, their hearts instantly chilled, and all they wanted was to escape. And Uncle Wang and his gang heard that the 'big boss' had been killed, and their morale was bursting, and the more they fought harder, the more courageous they became.

Before Zhou Qingfeng arrived, a scream was heard in the Dragon King Palace, and a skinny thug was stabbed in the thigh with a spear. As soon as the spearhead was pulled, blood gushed out. This look is a serious injury that cannot be saved, and it can bleed to death in a while.

Listening to the words of the lord of Yang Zhai shouting outside the hall, 'Surrender quickly, lest you die', Zhao Miaozhu's morale suddenly plummeted. Zhao Miaozhu himself was even more angry, he danced the golden knife and knocked the spearhead twice, and scolded outside the hall: "The surname Yang, I treat you well, you actually hurt me against the water?" ”

Zhao Miaozhu didn't open his mouth, and after he spoke, Yang Wei outside was even more angry. He thought to himself, "Lao Tzu's bad luck will be bad luck on you." I drank you a few meals and slept with your concubine for a few nights, but there was such a disaster. I don't know where you provoked the broom star, but he's not old but ruthless.

Early in the morning, the work of a thatched hut was killed. Who would have thought of that? If Lao Tzu hadn't seen the opportunity quickly, he would have had several holes in his body by now. ”

Thinking so in his heart, Yang Wei turned his head and shouted to Zhou Qingfeng: "Big boss, this shouting is the Zhao thief who deserves death." This man is extremely vicious, and there is no redemption for death. The big boss gave me a gun, and I rushed in and screwed off his head and offered it to the big boss. ”

Zhou Qingfeng didn't say this at all, he calmly ordered: "One group and two groups rushed in, three groups monitored, and four groups followed me." ”

The four spears immediately rushed forward into the battle group of the Dragon King Palace, and at this moment, there was chaos in the Dragon King Palace. The skin-beating villains who could still be stalemate are trying to escape, but the retreat is blocked, but they can only desperately break through. A few fierce maniacs saw that there were few people rushing in from behind, and they screamed and forced over.

This is really a life-and-death duel, and the winner is determined by just looking at each other. The four spears on Zhou Qingfeng's side stabbed a murderer on the opposite side, forcing the other two to retreat and defend. But one of the murderers was particularly skillful, and a lancet in his hand was thrown out of his hand and slashed at the door of a spearman's face, and for a moment he screamed miserably, and blood splashed.

There was a gap in the cooperation of the two, and the murderers who broke through immediately rushed out. This man also understands that this place cannot be long, let alone fighting. He ran to the wall outside the temple and jumped over, and was about to climb over the wall and flee. The other group of spearmen on guard at the back couldn't cope with it, and they were about to let him escape.

The murderer was about to succeed, when suddenly a flash of lightning flew and landed on his arm that was struggling to climb over the wall. The power of the electric light is not very great, and it is far less earth-shattering than the full version of the 'Lightning Strike Technique'. But such a small blow made the murderer who broke through numb and fell from the wall weakly.

When he landed, the breakout murderers had recovered again. He bounced up and tried to climb over the wall, but unfortunately the empty window opportunity to escape was gone. A group of spearmen rushed behind him, two spearheads stabbed viciously into his back. Because he had struck his own partner, the spearmen who came in hated him, pulled it out and stabbed it again, and pricked it again. For a while, it was pierced into a bloody blur, and it was miserable.

Yang Wei was originally shouting to persuade him to surrender, and witnessed the escape process of the breakthrough murderer. In his heart, he was still shouting hello for the guy who escaped, throwing the knife, drilling into the air, climbing over the wall, all in one go, as fast as lightning. He couldn't have done better, and a real lightning bolt struck, reversing everything.

Yang Wei looked in the direction where the small lightning came from, and found that it was the 'big boss' who had been talking all the time. He originally felt that this group of masked strongmen would be okay with each other, but the combat experience was actually limited, and if he could paralyze the other party, he should be able to escape if he found an opportunity. can see Zhou Qingfeng's hand, and the careful thoughts of escaping suddenly disappeared, and he only opened his mouth to praise and praise.

"It turns out that the master is not only like a god in marksmanship, but also a double cultivation of martial arts. This trick 'electric lightning strike' is really like a stroke of genius, with a miraculous effect of four or two thousand catties, it is really an amazing genius. I took it, I really took it. If the boss has orders, Yang is willing to serve the dogs and horses. Please give a chance, really give a chance. ”

Yang Wei said as he spoke, and began to scold Zhao Miaozhu in the hall in his heart, "The surname is Zhao, what kind of demon did you provoke by your meow's turtle grandson?" This big kid dared to kill more than a dozen people, I thought it was the son of a family who came out of the door, and now I know that this person will discharge. surnamed Zhao, you died unjustly today! ”

Zhou Qingfeng's side was knocked down, and he immediately changed a group to replace him. The injured person was dragged down by his companions to stop the bleeding and bandaged, and the injured one happened to be split on the front door, and the injury was very serious, and it was very likely that he would not survive. In particular, the wounded also screamed and screamed in pain, constantly struggling, making the wounds filthy and affecting the bandaging.

"Stun him." Zhou Qingfeng coldly ordered the spearman who rescued him: "Or give him a stick to bite his mouth." Otherwise, not only will you not be able to save him, but you will also affect the fight of others. ”

The wounded chose to bite a wooden stick to allow the bandaging to continue.

The battle in the Dragon King's Hall has entered the second stage. After many people died, Zhao Miaozhu still had three subordinates left, who were already under siege and unable to break through, so they could only retreat into the side room to resist. He also blocked the door with a few pieces of furniture, making a trap beast fight. The spearmen stabbed through the doors and windows, and when they saw no one at all, they heard the screams of women.

In less than ten minutes before and after the entire battle, the two teams converged in the Dragon King Palace. No one expected that Zhao Miaozhu, who was usually extremely vicious, would be defeated so quickly, and the whole attack went smoothly beyond imagination. One of the two spearmen was seriously wounded, and the others were slightly drawn, and the losses were not significant. And Zhao Miaozhu fell several times, and there were lying inside and outside the corpse hall.

After confirming the safety, Zhou Qingfeng walked into the main hall. He trampled over the corpses and blood on the ground, endured the fishy smell and whispered to the overexcited spearmen, "What are you happy about? They haven't been killed yet. Find a few thick wooden tables and stools to knock open the wall of the side room, kill it, and get rid of the evil. ”