"Oh, yes, come on, I'll fuck your uncle, you're CC, you're a seventh uncle, I'll kill you today." ”

Zhou Xianbai saw that Brother Biao was also a real fire.

The negotiations between the two men collapsed in an instant.

"Give it to Lao Tzu. Brother Biao saw that the two sides had no room for maneuver, and issued an order to fight to the death with the other party, since both sides have reached the point of not dying, then the only way to solve the problem is to solve the problem by force.

After Brother Biao finished yelling, the dozen or so thugs with first-class martial arts strength under Brother Biao rushed up and rushed in the direction of Zhou Xianbai, as the leaders of the Chaoren Gang, they are naturally the mainstay of the Chaoren Gang.

Facing the dozen or so first-class martial artists who rushed over, Zhou Xianbai did not panic at all, picked up two machetes stained with blood and rushed forward.

Zhou Xianbai felt that these two mortal iron were too cumbersome, and their heavy attack power was not strong, but the two blades were still slightly faster than one blade in the melee, mainly because of the speed of killing.

Although Sen Rong Axe's attack power is very strong, the momentum is heavy, and there is a very violent ground splitting slash, but in the case of one-to-many, if Zhou Xianbai attacks the people around him crazily, there will always be some loopholes, and when he deals with these gangsters of the Chaoren Gang, he doesn't want to waste too much physical strength and expose his Xuan Scale Armor, Xuan Scale Armor and Sen Rong Xuanhua Battle Axe are his hole cards and his secret, if it is not necessary, he does not want to expose his hole cards too early.

Zhou Xianbai raised the two machetes in his hands and rushed towards the gangsters almost frantically.

Zhou Xianbai used all his aura, at this time he no longer needed to keep his hands, now it has come to the moment of the final battle, if he does not show all his strength here, he is very likely to have to explain here.

A burst of bloody rain, screams, begs for mercy, and shouts of killing came one after another.

After more than a dozen rounds of confrontation with many gangsters with first-class martial arts strength, the machete in Zhou Xianbai's hand, which had been shattered in many places, officially retired with honor, and in the end, the two knives were broken by several gangsters with steel rods.

At the cost of the death of seven or eight first-class martial artists, they thought that Zhou Xianbai, who had no weapons, was a toothless tiger who could be ravaged at will, but they were wrong, when the two machetes in Zhou Xianbai's hands were completely damaged, it was the beginning of their nightmare.

Zhou Xianbai's eyes clearly reflected the process of those gangsters from relieved to amazed, when Zhou Xianbai slowly summoned Sen Rongxuan's flower axe from the Ten Thousand Soldiers Domination System, the transformation of the expressions of those gangsters can almost be summed up as wonderful.

Basically, those thugs were confused, when had they ever seen a weapon summoned out of thin air.

Since most of the gangsters with the strength of first-class martial arts and those whose strength was infinitely close to that of first-class martial arts at the beginning, those gangsters with average strength were blocking the back door to watch the show and did not rush up.

One of the thugs said, "I'm Cao, have you ever seen this weapon out of thin air?"

The other thug shook his head stupidly, "I haven't seen him, is he a magician? Can he summon weapons out of thin air? This guy is hanging, I don't know why he can do it, but his axe and his moves when he fights are so handsome......."

The thug slapped him on the head, "Damn, he's our enemy, if the big brothers can't get him, we'll have to go, do you want to die?"

As soon as this gangster said this, the surrounding gangsters suddenly swallowed their saliva hard, looking at the corpses in that place, the fresh internal organs tumbling out, and the smell of blood, no one wanted to be the next corpse.

Such a group of people just stood there in a daze, and they didn't know what they should do.

It wasn't until Zhou Xianbai showed the Sen Rong Axe that those gangsters with first-class martial arts strength were completely desperate, if Zhou Xianbai just now was a terrifying killer, then now Zhou Xianbai of the Sen Rong Axe is a god of war, Sen Rong Axe Divine Soldier is in hand, and none of the weapons in their hands can even resist an axe in Zhou Xianbai's hand.

Not just sticks, machetes or axes.

As long as Zhou Xianbai goes down with such an axe, even the weapons and people will be directly split in half.

There were even many people who were chopped in half by Zhou Xianbai from head to foot with an axe.

Fresh and steaming entrails fell all over the place.

Coupled with the bar's dim lighting and flickering neon lights, it's a living hell.

In less than five minutes, the leaders of the gangsters who were on par with Brother Lang's strength were almost slashed by Zhou Xianbai, and Brother Biao was dumbfounded.

Even if the other party is really a second-class martial artist, the difference in strength is not so big.

Even if a normal second-class martial artist faces a first-class martial student, he needs to go through at least a dozen moves to be able to distinguish the winner from the loser, and he has more than a dozen first-class martial artists under him, even if he can't kill Zhou Xianbai, at least he can consume a lot of his strength and consume a lot of his aura, so that when a few second-class martial artists on his side appear, he can minimize the damage to his subordinates.

But at this time, after a few face-to-face efforts, all of his main forces were lost, so how could this be good?

Brother Biao was also stunned.

Brother Biao saw Zhou Xianbai rushing towards him with a Sen Rong axe, and he didn't stop doing it, and he was also ruthless, "Everyone is on Lao Tzu." ”

Brother Biao snatched a machete from the hands of the subordinates next to him, and his eyes were red and he rushed forward, he still didn't believe it, so many of them couldn't kill a second-class martial artist, although the second-class martial artist had a strength of more than three hundred kilograms, but before reaching the warrior level, relying on crowd tactics could still occupy a lot of advantages.

Now that the boss has spoken, the rest of the gangsters have to rush towards Zhou Xianbai, but Zhou Xianbai's methods just now are too bloody, which helps these guys to be a little apprehensive when facing Zhou Xianbai, and there are not many people who are rushing over quickly.

Most of the people are grinding foreign workers, hoping to let the rest of the people go first, if they can pick up a leak, maybe they can get the boss's commendation, if Zhou Xianbai is too fierce, so many people can't stand it, then run away, there is no need to give up his life for such a boss.

It's not worth it.

Zhou Xianbai didn't care about the gangsters nearby, his target was Brother Biao.