Yang Sheng stretched out his right hand to the back, pulled out the glaive broadsword on his back, danced in the air at will, and then put the broadsword next to him, and with force in his hand, the tip of the knife pierced deep into the soil.

At this time, Yang Sheng was like a general guarding the pass, and there was a tendency of being a man and a man.

Don't be in a hurry, when everyone arrived, Yang Sheng kicked the blade of the glaive knife with his right foot, kicked the tail of the knife out of the dirt on the ground, and brought up a burst of dirt, and the sharp spike of the knife tail also slammed forward because of the force, just picked up a big man who was about to get close, pierced the big man's abdomen, and flew more than two meters high.

Then Yang Sheng clenched the blade with his left hand, used force at his waist, and spun it with the big knife, killing into the crowd.

Yang Sheng used all his strength in every move and style, how could those thieves resist, Yang Sheng was three in and three out in that crowd, wide open and closed, and no one could stop his edge at all.

Even a few small leaders in the crowd who had the early stage of the Open Pulse Realm were under Yang Sheng's ghostly sword, and they became dead souls under the knife, and within a dozen breaths, the bandits who were still high-spirited just now had turned into corpses all over the place at this moment.

It's not that no one found Yang Sheng's power, but Yang Sheng's wide opening and closing of the hair, a sweep is a piece, a stab is a string, and those who stood behind and wanted to escape were also knocked down by the bodies of their companions in front.

Yang Sheng slashed while moving, and when he saw someone who wanted to escape, he came to his side directly with an arrow step, and then the big knife was round, and he fell again.

There were only about fifty or sixty people in the entire camp, and most of them had been dried up in these dozens of breaths.

In this silent night, the entire camp has become a Shura battlefield at this time, and the cries for help, cries of pain, the sound of weapons breaking, the sound of big swords breaking the wind, and the sound of white blades entering flesh are suddenly connected.

The house of the big leader Wang Cheng was in the innermost part of the camp, and when he felt that something was wrong, it had already passed more than a dozen breaths, and when he arrived, the subordinates at the entrance of the entire camp had already been cut down by Yang Sheng.

Wang Cheng looked at the corpses all over the ground, his heart was dripping blood at this time, these were brothers who lived and died with him, these were brothers who trusted him, these brothers who were willing to follow him, they were his honor guards to regain his strength, and at this moment they had turned into minced meat, making his heart like a knife.

He hurriedly shouted at Yang Sheng, "Don't .....!"

But Yang Sheng didn't seem to hear it, and he didn't stop until he split the last strong man in front of him into two.

Yang Sheng stood up, looked coldly at Wang Cheng not far away, and then said, "You are the leader of the Iron Blood Gang!"

Wang Cheng's eyes were already red at this time, and he also saw Yang Sheng's strength, if he hadn't gone up and split this kid a long time ago, but he was also a smart person, knowing that with his injured body, he might not be an opponent, Yang Sheng's groundbreaking style of play, he had killed so many people, including some of the small leaders of their Iron Blood Gang, which was enough to prove that Yang Sheng definitely had the strength of the late stage of the Open Pulse Realm and even the consummation, which made him only have the consummation of the Open Pulse Realm, and he was seriously injured, which was not enough to deal with at all.

At this moment, only by stabilizing first, stabilizing the other party, and stabilizing oneself can it be possible to negotiate.

Wang Cheng took a deep breath, calmed down, and then said lightly to Yang Sheng: "Shaoxia, Wang Ning was killed by you!"

Since this kid has been killing since he came, and then there is no news of Wang Ning today, it is not difficult to guess the connection between the two.

Yang Sheng looked at the leader who had calmed down at the moment, and couldn't help but look up to the guy in his heart, thinking that this guy was also a master who could bend and stretch, but no matter how high he looked, he would understand this matter today, and he didn't have the time to look at them every day and kill them, so as not to make a difference.

Yang Sheng said lightly: "If you mean the guy with a scar on his face, it's me." ”

When Wang Cheng heard this, his eyes narrowed, and sure enough... Wang Cheng then asked, "I don't know why Shaoxia wants to kill my people from the Iron Blood Gang?"

He also tried to find out the ins and outs of this matter, so that he could know the way to resolve it.

Yang Sheng looked at this Wang Cheng coldly, it seemed that either this guy's subordinates were doing those burning, killing and looting things behind his back, or this guy was pretending to be stunned here.

Yang Sheng said: "You yourself have done the act of killing people and setting fires, and you are still pretending to be pitiful here, is it ridiculous?"

At this moment, Wang Cheng already knew in his heart, it must be the second leader Wang Ning, who robbed the young man's village, and then came to the door, it was really a bit of a mistake, I also deliberately explained when I left, only those small villages, this can touch hard ideas, it is really eight lifetimes of blood mold, it is really a house leak that happened to rain overnight!

Wang Cheng squeezed out a smile on his face at the moment, he could not be old, but for the sake of his brother, for the sake of his own life, he had to compromise. Said:

"Shaoxia, I promise that we won't do that kind of thing again in the future, and I will come up with compensation that satisfies Shaoxia. ”

Yang Sheng sneered and said, "I don't believe in your promise, so don't talk nonsense, let's have a fair duel, and there is a decent way to die!"

When Wang Cheng heard this, he felt a chill in his heart, this kid has some oil and salt that doesn't enter, it seems that there is no plan to negotiate, then okay, fight!

At this moment, my heart is ruthless, give it a fight, maybe there is another world.

Wang Cheng took out a handful of transparent beads the size of a quail egg from his arms, at this moment he was seriously injured, and his strength was equivalent to the middle stage of the Open Pulse Realm, hand-to-hand combat with the young man in front of him, it was estimated that it was not enough for him to stuff his teeth, so he simply took out the thunder bomb he made.

Thunder Fire Bomb, which will explode when impacted, is equivalent to a full blow in the late stage of the Open Pulse Realm, and is a very powerful throwing weapon, if the number is sufficient, it is not impossible to kill a master of the Xuan Realm.

This thing costs a lot of money to make, and most of it was used when I ran for my life, and there are only more than 20 of them left at the moment.

Yang Sheng didn't grind much with him, he just did it when he picked up the knife, and the distance between a forward rush and that Wang Cheng was closer by more than ten meters, and he was about to take another forward rush, as long as he was connected, he would reach the range of his attack, Yang Sheng was confident that even if this blow could not result him, it would also make him seriously injured.

But at this moment, Wang Cheng suddenly grabbed two thunder fire bombs in one hand and threw them at Yang Sheng, and this Wang Cheng was obviously practiced, not only fast, but also extremely accurate, and smashed in the direction of Yang Sheng's advance, and at this moment there was no way to avoid it, so he had to raise his knife to resist.

"Bang bang" two explosions and thunders.

Yang Sheng's big knife blade was hit by the thunder fire bomb, and suddenly a huge force came, and Yang Sheng was embarrassed for a while, and hurriedly retreated, with his strength to open the pulse realm, he couldn't lightly resist the full force of the late stage of the opening pulse realm, let alone two.

Yang Sheng retreated seven or eight meters to stabilize his figure, and checked himself, at this time, his clothes were torn more, and several places were already scorched, his hair was curled by the high temperature, and he was very embarrassed at the moment, although he was not seriously injured, but the feeling of being blown up was really uncomfortable, and this was still resisted with a blade, if he was blown up, the injury was doomed.