One move determines the winner and the death!

Meng Ke's half-step collapse fist is unusually high, not that his fist is clever, but that his attack is too high, and it is not at all compounded by the power of a normal half-step collapse fist.

The fist burst out like a cannonball, cutting through the rain curtain and reaching the man's door.

"Bang!"

Meng Ke stiffened a slap on his chest, and the other party also used his face to catch Meng Ke's half-step collapse punch.

With this collision, Meng Ke's lips trembled slightly, and the whole person staggered back a few steps, his face a little pale.

But Li Zi had already fallen to the ground and completely fainted.

He was left with a deep fist mark on his face, and his entire face was smashed and sunken, with a nosebleed and teeth falling out.

"Boss!"

"Save the Boss!"

Some of the bandits reacted quickly, screaming that they wanted to get rid of their respective opponents.

Meng Ke snorted coldly, and pulled out Li Zi's long knife from the ground and put it on his neck, "If any of you dare to step forward, I will kill him!" ”

This sentence worked, and the bandits immediately stopped.

"Stop it all now, and don't do it to the people in the game. Whoever dares to mess around, I will kill him! ”

Meng Ke's wrist flicked slightly, and the sharp long knife cut a bloody hole, and blood gushed out.

Soon, the warring sides were divided into two distinct factions.

The dart masters formed a circle and protected Meng Ke in the center.

The bandits, on the other hand, formed a larger circle, and everyone in the dart board surrounded them.

"You go first, and send me a signal after you run into the Golden Tiger."

Meng Ke said to everyone in the dart game.

"Senior brother, why don't I stay! You're also injured......"

Huang Jian looked at the pale Meng Ke worriedly and said.

"It's better for me to stay, we have been gracious to the dart game, how can we let you get into danger again?"

"You don't have to worry, I'm fine."

Meng Ke shook his head.

"Let's go!"

Seeing that the dart masters still refused to leave, Meng Ke urged again.

Seeing this, the dart masters had no choice but to leave.

There were hostages in their hands, and the bandits in the rear did not dare to stop them, so they could only watch as the dart masters carried the corpses of the wounded and their comrades and left.

As the minutes passed, the heavy rain continued, and the pouring rain and the dark night made there no light between the heavens and the earth.

"Stand back!"

Meng Ke's ears moved slightly, and he was keenly aware of the footsteps hidden under the rain curtain.

With this loud shout, the footsteps stopped abruptly, and the forest fell silent, except for the rustle of the rain against the leaves.

If it weren't for the occasional refracted light of the cold sword on the opposite side, Meng Ke even felt that he had fallen into the dark abyss.

He gently touched the wound on his chest, and there was a piercing pain.

Fortunately, the breathing is quite smooth, but it is a little stuffy, and it should be just skin trauma.

I don't know how long it took, Meng Kede's legs were a little trembling, and finally a bunch of fireworks rose up against the rain curtain and bloomed tenaciously in the sky.

"Whew-"

Meng Ke breathed a long sigh of relief, and his face softened slightly.

The next moment, the blade sliced through the skin, and blood spurted out.

A severed head was kicked at the bandits.

"Boss!"

"Boss!"

"Why are you still stunned, kill him!"

The bandits roared, and they rushed forward with their knives in hand.

Meng Ke snorted coldly, holding the long knife in his right hand and slashing forward, the blade flashed, the blade swept by, and the long knives of the bandits who rushed to the front were all cut off, and the shadow of the knife went down. Blood splashed Meng Ke's face.

It seems that the knife of this bandit leader is much better than the ordinary standard blade.

"Puff puff ......"

The knife in Meng Ke's hand waved, and under the heavy rain night, the knife light was like a rainbow, like a rainstorm pear blossom, cutting down the bandits who rushed up one by one and falling into a pool of blood.

But soon, he couldn't cut it anymore, and the other side began to form a small siege after killing and wounding a few people.

The knife was blunt, and the dullness in his chest deepened.

Throwing down the long knife, Meng Ke pulled out the long stick stuck in the ground.

"Whoever stands in my way—die!"

Meng Ke waved his long stick and rushed all the way to the official road.

Afraid of the previous ferocity, this time the bandits did not dare to step forward again, so he easily stepped onto the official road.

Looking at the twenty or so bandits who formed a formation behind him, Meng Ke grinned and showed a crazy smile.

He shouted again: "Whoever stands in my way—death!"

Then he wielded a long stick......

Run!

Do you really think you are the overlord of Western Chu?

There are injuries on the body, and the weapon is about to be scrapped, so if you don't run away, you will wait to be cut into a Western chef?

Of course, it is also necessary to have the capital to run away.

When it comes to long-distance running, Meng Ke, who has a plug-in, has never been afraid of anyone.

The ability to make up for clumsiness may not have much impact on the increase of other experience points, but every time the endurance and strength increase by a few tenths, there is really a new force pouring into the body!

Seeing that the enemy, who had just been invincible, turned around and ran away in the blink of an eye, the bandits were stunned for a moment.

He ...... Is he at large? ”

"Why are you still stupid? Chase! ”

As soon as he escaped, a group of people chased, and a marathon on a rainy night began.

……

"Eh, are you still chasing after you?"

I don't know how far he ran, Meng Ke looked at the group of panting bandits five meters away with a long stick and a smile.

"TND, he looks down on us! Pursue! ”

One of the bandits took a strong breath, brandished the long knife in his hand, and led the bandits to chase after Meng Ke......

……

In the blink of an eye, it was a few kilometers again.

"Still chasing it?"

Looking at Meng Ke, who was still full of energy in front of him,

The bandits had the urge to cry without tears.

Is this guy a monster?

"No more chasing."

Someone shook his head and said.

They really have no strength, they are soaked, their clothes are covered with mud, and they are embarrassed, how can they still be as ruthless as before?

"Chase! Must chase! The boss is dead, if we don't give an explanation...... You all know the consequences, right? ”

In the darkness, I don't know who warned loudly.

Of course, they know the consequences......

"Everyone chase me!"

……

"Don't chase it, do you?"

After running for more than ten kilometers one after another, Meng Ke didn't know where he had run, and he didn't see a sign along the way, let alone the team of the dart game.

"Chasing ...... Pursue...... Chase a fart! ”

"Don't chase after the killing!"

At this time, several bandits have already been left behind. The rest of the people were also holding their knives crookedly at the moment, let alone continuing to chase, and they didn't even have the strength to swing the knife.

"Really not chasing?"

Meng Ke stopped and asked meaningfully.

"Whew, whew...... Don't chase it, you go! ”

After someone finished speaking, he sat on the ground with a pale face.

"If you don't chase, then it's my turn!"

Meng Ke directly applied the red-eye effect, the stick moved with him, and the long stick crossed a straight arc in the air like a white snake spitting out a letter, with the sound of whistling wind, slammed heavily on the bandit's head, and directly knocked him unconscious.

"You, you...... You don't talk about martial arts! ”

How can the rest of the bandits have the strength to fight? After the symbolic resistance, he bravely used his head to meet Meng Ke's attack.