(The sword is cold or the sword, the key depends on the person who calls.) ）

The eldest husband "does something, must do something", this truth He Yiliu has already learned from his parents' teachings.

So even if he dies today, he must face the three masters of the Kirin Gang.

There was wind outside, but not in the hall,

But there was a murderous aura in the hall.

The knife is out of its sheath, and the intention of killing is attacking.

Gu Liangzi and Huang Baisong's eyes were dead, and they always stared at He Yiliu's hand, they knew that it was a pair of terrible hands.

He Yiliu seems to have changed at this moment, there is no longer a dilemma on his face, and a pair of bright eyes emit a fearless brilliance. In the past few years, he has been like a knife hidden in a sheath by the snow, taoguang and obscure, dormant and waiting for an opportunity, ready to take revenge on the rivers and lakes at any time. Although he made himself famous in a few vicious battles, most of the time he was at the cutting edge, so few people could see him in all his glory.

Every time Ha Yiliu draws his sword, it is the time to shine.

At this moment, the knife is out of its sheath.

A delicate lancet sparkles in the hand.

At the same time, Huang Baisong's Remnant Sun Sword has also been out of the box.

The sword releases the sword qi, and the sword flashes with cold light, all of which are sharp weapons for killing.

A sword seals the throat, and a knife decapitates. The sword is indiscriminate, it can be a sword loss, or a sword loss, and the difference between winning and losing depends on the wisdom of the person who calls.

Is the sword afraid of the sword, or the sword afraid of the sword?

The terrible thing about the Lancet is that it has not yet set off.

As soon as the knife comes out, there is nothing to fear.

Because the ghost under the knife can't be said to be afraid.

The murderous aura is stronger.

Huang Baisong drew his sword with his backhand, raised it flat on his chest, and his eyes still did not leave He Yiliu's hand. The brilliance on the blade of the sword seems to be no less than the brilliance of the sword, and the sword aura is also stronger.

A strange elf's boomerang was also tightly clasped in Gu Liangzi's hand, ready to go.

The danger is on this boomerang, where the sword can go head-to-head while it can fly in all directions and be distracting.

Master decisive battle, often a blow to see, if anyone is distracted halfway, distracted, ten of the ** is the one who dies.

"He Yiliu, why don't you make a move?" Huang Baisong glared at He Yiliu with a pair of sharp but bloodshot eyes.

Ha Yiliu grinned.

"You're here to kill me, not me. He Yiliu asked Huang Baisong rhetorically: "Why should I make a move?"

Huang Baisong stopped talking, his breathing was even shorter, he coughed dryly, and prepared to attack with a sword.

As soon as his sword struck, he suddenly saw a fist that seemed to be very soft but very fast coming towards him.

He retreated, dodged, and at the same time swung his sword to counterattack, he has been a top master who has been famous for many years, his movements cannot be considered too slow, and his moves cannot be described as old and spicy enough, the sword light flashed, and the sword of counterattack had stabbed at He Yiliu's throat.

Just when his sword was only an inch away from He Yiliu's throat, He Yiliu's fist had already hit him in the face, and then he heard a "snap" sound, and saw his body fly up and fall heavily into Hou Yinnan's body.

- If you want to kill me, I can't help but kill you.

This is a truth that everyone knows, and He Yiliu knows it, but He Yiliu can't kill him.

If Huang Baisong was a villain, the punch just now would definitely shatter his bones and seriously injure him. But Huang Baisong has no grievances with himself, and he killed He Yiliu on orders. He Yiliu also acted on orders, but not to kill them, but to complete a secret deal.

Therefore, He Yiliu did not use a knife, only punched, and was unable to penetrate the fist, intending to force back and not try to kill.

Because he has to do it, if he doesn't do it, the people standing in the hall will see the flaw, like acting, one is working hard to act, and the other has to do his best to fake it.

Who here can understand Ha Yiliu's heart?

"I didn't expect you to use a knife. Huang Baisong stood firm and said: "I thought that the two of us must have met with swords, but I didn't see you fight with swords, and I only stared at your hand holding the knife, you caught the old man a little off guard, but it doesn't mean that you won't die today." ”

In the duel of masters, of course, great attention is paid to the opponent's hand holding the knife, but it should never be the only one, because a person has two hands, and killing people must be done with their hands. Just stare at one hand and you're sure you're losing.

It is not sad or shameful to suffer losses with He Yiliu.

A person who lacks ability must do what he should not do, which is worthy of sadness.

Huang Baisong shouldn't have come out to kill people in the first place, because the person he wanted to kill was a difficult person to kill.

He Yiliu quietly looked at Huang Baisong, Hou Yinnan and Gu Liangzi, and felt that they seemed to have aged a lot all of a sudden, and couldn't help but feel pity.

At their age, they should have accepted life very ordinarily, so that they might be able to live happily for a long time, and their families could live happily.

However, they were all blinded by Boss Xu, and let them enjoy their old age, but they came out to be killers.

Is Boss Xu hateful? Or are they pitiful?

The wind was blowing outside.

The people in the hall were motionless.

On one side is the Kirin Gang, and on the other side is the Golden Dragon Gang.

He Yiliu stood between them, as if standing on the cusp of a knife's edge.

"Why aren't the three of us going up together?" Hou Yinnan said, "If you want to kill this kid, you must go together!"

He Yiliu knows the martial arts of the three of them very well, and if the three of them join forces, they will never be sure of victory.

How much more can they kill themselves with all their might, but they have no intention of killing them.

First, an old vine cane, which was already three inches shorter, was handed over, and then a boomerang killed.

He Yiliu flew into the sky, lightly touched the boomerang with his toes, dodged the boomerang, and waved the lancet in the air.

Hou Yinnan's face turned blue, "Ah Yi" roared, jumped up in the air, and a pair of strong eagle claw hands grabbed He Yiliu.

He Yiliu was just about to attack, and a remnant sun sword was killed from the oblique stab, and the sword aura was aggressive. He Yiliu had to do a somersault, and at the same time avoided the attack of Hou Yinnan's strong eagle claw hand and Huang Baisong's remnant sun sword, and landed steadily on a dinner table.

With a flick of his fingers, the three masters of the Qilin Gang have joined forces to make a move, and He Yiliu has turned evil into good fortune.

"Hmph, the Qilin Gang is too deceitful, dare to spread wild in the Golden Dragon Gang, let's help He Yiliu!" Tang Lanxiang said indignantly, and at the same time, she pulled out two knives - Mandarin Duck, Butterfly, Butterfly, Knife!

"And-!"

The pot lid man drank a word.

The five armored men lined up in a battle of "harmony" and "money".

Butcher Yun Lei picked up the big bone chopping knife, and also faced many killers of the Qilin Gang.

At the same time, the seven or eight Qilin Gang killers who had been standing at the door rushed forward one after another.

Standing at the dinner table, He Yiliu saw that he was at the center of the battle, with the murderous Qilin Gang on the left and the angry Golden Dragon Gang on the right, and suddenly felt that this was a good time to do business, so he half-turned around and raised his knife to face the Qilin Gang, and behind him, there was the Golden Dragon Gang.

The atmosphere was suddenly tense, and it seemed that it was not feasible to be immortal today.

Suddenly, a whistle was heard, and the butcher Yun Lei had picked up the bone chopping knife and rushed into the camp of the seven or eight Qilin Gang killers, chirping, ping-pong, and heard the miserable howl of two people killing pigs, and everyone saw that the two killers of the Qilin Gang, one had a foot chopped off, and the other had cut off half of his leg, rolling on the ground and howling in pain.

There were only four people who did not take care of them, they were He Yiliu and Huang Baisong, Gu Liangzi, and Hou Yinnan.

Four people, eight eyes.

One top killer against three top killers, never be distracted.

With one enemy and three enemies, none of the four dared to blink an eye.

He Yiliu stood at the dinner table, condescending, with high eyebrows, he wanted to carry out the performance to the end.

He didn't want them to die, and he couldn't rot to death.

Because-

There's also a big deal waiting to be done.

As Tang Lanxiang said, He Yiliu is definitely a person who does big things!

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