Watching the cold leopard with a hammer in his hand come on the field, the blood-stained expressionless face finally had a solemn feeling.

Leng Leopard didn't mean to talk nonsense with the other party, he suddenly raised the express, and rushed to the man with a brisk step, and smashed down the sledgehammer with the wind in his hand, not giving the other party a chance to react at all.

Bloodstained was shocked, and rolled on the ground in great embarrassment, dodging the frontal blow.

But immediately his chest was stuffy, and a mouthful of blood spit out, although the blood stains escaped the frontal damage with his tempered combat awareness, but they were still rubbed against the body by the hammer.

The other party is worthy of being a strengthened soldier, and his speed is by no means comparable to his own, and when he understands this, he doesn't dare to get up at all, and he keeps rolling on the ground to dodge.

But Leng Hu's combat experience is obviously not comparable to that of a young man like the Sea Cat, no matter how the opponent dodges, the heavy hammer can always be surrounded in the right direction.

In the end, when the bloodstained double ~ leg kicked the other party's body, and was about to open the distance, he was not in a hurry to dodge, and was hit in the chest by a hammer head that was thick enough to have a bowl mouth, and the mouth spurted blood and flew out, and he didn't know life or death after falling to the ground.

Seeing the townspeople who had lost two games in a row, they finally found an outlet and let out a huge cheer.

Manager Wang continued to be expressionless, and the machete took a deep look at Leng Hu and turned sideways to order something.

Soon the Machete Gang sent the next person, and he looked a point or two stronger than the cold leopard. In his hand, he held an iron rod about one meter and the thickness of a child's arm, and several bloody blood grooves on the body of the rod were very dazzling.

The two on the field glanced at each other, the big man's eyes were fierce, the cold tiger was calm, and the next moment the two were in one place.

Both of them are people who are accustomed to heavy weapons, and this collision sparks splashed everywhere, and the huge impact sound and power made the people around them subconsciously take a step back.

In just one minute, the two fought fiercely dozens of times, and neither of them would take half a step back.

Dahan has been shocked by the power of the opponent's hammer, and the tiger's mouth has cracked, and the corners of Leng Hu's mouth have already flowed out~ blood line, obviously both sides are uncomfortable, and they are holding on.

Finally, after the two collided again, Leng Hu used the swinging sledgehammer to spin his body around and smash it into the big man's shoulder.

And the big man showed a fierce side, not dodging or dodging, picking up the iron rod and hitting the opponent's chest and abdomen.

After a burst of tooth-aching bone cracks, even the corners of Manager Wang's eyes twitched unnaturally.

I saw that the big man had fallen to the ground, one shoulder was deeply sunken, and several bone stubbles were exposed~

Leng Hu was also uncomfortable, the ribs on his left side were broken several times, and when the other party fell, the iron rod was pulled down, leaving several deep blood grooves on his body, and the blood flowed, and he sat on the ground after a shake.

Both sides were unable to fight again.

"It's time for us to cut the machete, let's get off." Leng Hu glanced at his younger brother worriedly, and Uncle Wang on the side checked Leng Leopard's injury, and returned a look that was not serious, so he was relieved.

At this time, Leng Hu was carrying a big knife, the blade of the knife was more than a meter long, and the thickness was one centimeter, looking at the weight, it was dozens of catties.

His face was still very pale, and his steps were a little vain, after all, in just a few days, and there was no good healing medicine, it was not easy to stick to the game.

"Brother Leng, what's the hurry, I want to try Brother Leng's current methods, it seems that the two of us haven't fought for a long time, but I have a new brother who also wants to play, I can't help but give him face, don't you, the third one, come out." The machete laughed.

"Big brother, to deal with such a tuberculosis ghost, it seems that you don't need to appear." With the sound of clattering footsteps, it gives the impression that an elephant is walking this way.

A fat man with bare hands and armor covered in iron armor walked over, and the fist gloves of his hands were black and shiny.

"When did you guys come out with a soldier in charge?" Manager Wang's eyes raised.

"I don't know, my lord, just a few days ago." The machete hurried back.

Manager Wang snorted coldly in his heart, this was obviously specially prepared for Yin Lenghu's hand.

"Uncle Wang, when did their machete gang come out of the third child." Leng Hubao propped himself up regardless of his injuries and said worriedly.

"This must be that bastard, used to deal with the master's backhand." Uncle Wang gritted his teeth.

"Uncle Leopard, what's wrong with you, my dad will be fine, where did the sea cat go." It turned out that I didn't know when Leng Momo suddenly slipped over, and when she saw the few people lying down on her side, she was shocked.

"Momo, nonsense, didn't you go and organize the women in the town to pack up their things, and get out of here quickly." Leng Leopard said angrily.

"Yes, Miss better go first, you can't help here." Uncle Wang also advised.

"I, I'm not at ease." Leng Momo looked at his father on the field full of worry.

"Let's go, you have organized everyone, it is a great achievement, and you have helped the eldest brother." Leng Leopard sighed secretly.

The girl turned around and left.

Leng Hu was furious at this time, he was obviously calculated by the other party again, he held his breath from the middle shot, and now this breath has been blocked in his throat, and he is not happy to vomit.

The back of the knife flipped over, exhaled and made a sound, like a lion out of the cage, slashing down at the opponent from top to bottom.

The fat man was obviously shocked by the momentum of the cold tiger, and hurriedly set up his arms to block, and with a bang, a huge force spread throughout his body, and his fat body was pushed out two meters, and there was a crack on the iron plate of his arms, and his arms were numb.

Leng Hu was unforgiving, a knife was as fast as a knife, one person slashed out the momentum of thousands of troops, and the other party had no power to fight back.

Manager Wang's expression on the side finally looked squarely, and he actually found the shadow of the sword technique in the army from Leng Hu.

Looking at the fat man at this time, he was already embarrassed, and the iron armor on his body had been split and there were few good pieces.

Another powerful knife smashed the opponent's helmet, the fat man was dizzy, and as soon as he reacted, he saw Leng Hu's knife turning around, looking at his head.

The fat man hurriedly dodged and raised his right arm to block.

The miserable scream almost pierced the eardrums of everyone in the machete gang, and after Leng Hu roared angrily, he slashed off the opponent's entire arm with a single sword, and the block's forearm was also detached from the arm.

There was a brief silence on the field, and the machetes showed fearful expressions, while the town of Shatuo cheered.

Poof, Leng Hu vomited a mouthful of blood because of too much force.

The people of the town were suddenly quiet, and their hearts hung again.

"Big brother, don't fight anymore, I'll go up." Leng Leopard's face was full of melancholy, and he was about to get up as he spoke, but he was held down by Uncle Wang on the side.

"Master, why don't we give up, stay in the green mountains and don't be afraid of no firewood." Uncle Wang looked at the two brothers distressedly.

Leng Hu wiped a handful of blood from his mouth, waved his hand back, and signaled not to say more.

At this time, the machete finally showed an expression of successful trickery, and smiled very poorly.