Not only on the third floor, but even at the staircase on the second floor, there were a large number of martial artists, some of them were from the Heavenly Awakening Sect, and some were Ma Zai in the Shenlong Society on the second floor of Carrefour.

"Yunzhongshu, do you dare to come out to fight?" Guarding Wang Yali tightly behind him, Jiang Cheng pulled out the ancient knife behind his back and shouted at Yunzhongshu.

"Why should I go out to fight you? Single-handedness is a reckless man's business, I have so many horses, everyone goes up together, and each of them will kill you with a knife. Yunzhongshu lit a cigarette and smoked leisurely.

"Hack him to death. With a wave of his hand, the boy immediately rushed forward.

Kill, kill, kill!

A dry horse boy struck the wall or the ground with a machete in his hand, making a clicking sound, as if to build momentum. The space on the third floor was not very large, the horses moved forward, and Jiang Cheng retreated step by step, and then he leaned against the wall, allowing countless horses to surround him.

Wang Yali didn't know when she woke up, she looked at the scene in front of her in surprise, trembling with fright, and her lips were a little purple.

"Jiang Cheng, leave me alone, you run. Wang Yali looked at the man who sheltered him from the wind and rain, and her eyes blurred instantly.

Hundreds of horses surrounded the third floor of the Carrefour supermarket, and they surrounded Jiangcheng in the corner, and a machete was lit up, and the machete reflected a dazzling light in the sunlight.

"Kill, hack him. ”

"Hack him, hack him. ”

I don't know who made the first move, and then a piece of knife shadow appeared in front of Jiang Cheng's eyes, and countless machetes rushed to Jiang Cheng's whole body to cut up, if it was an ordinary person, after such a wave of indiscriminate chopping, it was estimated that he would be directly chopped into a puddle of meat mud.

It's a pity that Jiang Cheng is not an ordinary person.

The ancient knife in his hand was held obliquely, facing the countless swords and sword shadows and slashing straight past, the ancient knife sharpened iron like clay, after a knife, countless broken hands and broken knives in mid-air were scattered all over the sky, Jiang Cheng did not stop, a knife on the left, another knife, each knife can cut off countless broken hands and blades.

The ancient knife in his hand was too sharp, and the attack of twenty Yuan Qi suddenly erupted, and the offensive was like Mount Tai pressing the top, so that the horses didn't even have a chance to fight back.

The dozens of horses who rushed to the front were all cut off by Jiang Cheng's ancient knife, and they held the broken arm with one hand, letting out a terrible scream, and countless horses were cut off one after another.

Jiang Cheng knew that Yun Zhongshu was looking at his tricks and his strength, although the group of horses under his command and the Tianxing Sect disciples brought by Dongfang Tuo were not strong, they were better than the numbers.

Thousands of horses staged a wheel battle, even Jiang Cheng had to bleed, his vitality was limited, he was not an invincible god of war.

Jiang Cheng knows that now he must play a general trend and a ruthless momentum, only in this way will this group of horses be afraid and make this group of outlaw horses retreat.

Thinking of this, he did not retreat but advanced, and the whole person rushed into the group of horses like a cannonball, and the ancient knife in his hand flew up and down, using the storm knife that he was very good at in his previous life.

The blade poured down on this group of horses like a storm, the ancient knife in Jiang Cheng's hand opened and closed, and the knife was used as a stick to sweep left and right, most of the people present were martial artists, but no one could take the ancient knife in Jiang Cheng's hand.

With each sweep, Jiang Cheng was able to cut off the bodies of more than a dozen horse boys, and the flesh and blood flew up and down in the battlefield, and the broken corpses were piled up in the corridor on the third floor.

The battlefield was full of the wails of the horses, and some of them screamed in fright as they looked at their broken bodies. The siege of thousands of horses was completely contained by Jiangcheng's ferocious offensive, and the group of horses were taken by Jiangcheng's bravery, and they all retreated to a safe distance, holding machetes in their hands, looking at Jiangcheng with a look of fear.

"Boss, this kid is too fierce, can he still fight?" said the big wolf in the clouds, who came to his side, gasping for breath.

"Damn, this kid has been bullied to our doorstep, you ask me if I can fight? ”

Yun Zhongshu's cold eyes glanced at Jiang Cheng, and then said viciously.

"You can't fight like this, from now on, your strongest warriors will rush to the front to besiege him, he is playing with momentum, and the strongest of your gangs will rush to the front, so that you can beat his momentum back. ”

The big wolf glanced at Yun Zhongshu with great admiration, and then he turned around and slashed the back of the machete knife in his hand into his chest a few times.

"Xiaohu, Black Dragon, Optimus Prime, a few of you follow me, don't hack him to death, and everyone won't have to mess around in the future. "The names of these people pointed by the big wolf are all the hall masters or hall masters of the hall masters in the Shenlong Society, and they are all A. Level martial artists, some are even infinitely close to S, level.

Five horse boys, plus several powerful Dharma protectors from the Heavenly Awakening Sect, squeezed out of the crowd, and they came to the closest position close to Jiang City.

They showed their weapons in their hands, and then with the shout of the big wolf, the eight martial artists whose strength had all reached the A and level were like eight wild wolves, and they rushed to Jiangcheng with red eyes and killed them.

These eight martial artists are all very strong, they kill towards Jiangcheng together, cooperate with each other, even if it is an S, level martial artist, they have to shed blood.

The big wolf rushed forward, while secretly admiring Yun Zhongshu's vision, why didn't he think of this method? The weak horse boy would not only not be able to pose a threat to Jiang Cheng, but would even increase his momentum, which would outweigh the losses.

Eight warriors surrounded a semicircle, surrounding Jiang Cheng Tuantuan inside. The eight of them are all very powerful martial artists, although they have not cooperated with each other, but they also do not have any pig teammates, and they all know how to create opportunities for each other.

Some of them used false moves, while others slashed at different parts of Jiang Cheng's body.

Ma Zai had already made a chair for Yun Zhongshu and Dongfang Tuo, and at this moment they were sitting in a corner on the third floor, drinking chrysanthemum tea while paying attention to the battle situation in the battlefield.

"This Jiangcheng is very strong, but it's nothing more than that. Yunzhongshu slowly took a sip of tea, and the chrysanthemums rose and fell in the shaking of the cup.

Dongfang Tuo crossed Erlang's legs and didn't talk, but the haze in his eyes became more victorious. He secretly said in his heart: "Isn't he very strong? Now he hasn't fully shown his strength, okay? You say he's not very strong, that's because you've never fought against him." ”

Suddenly, Yun Zhongshu drank it and spit out all the chrysanthemum tea in his mouth at once, his eyes widened, his fists were clenched, the green tendons on his forehead gradually burst out, and at the same time, his eyes showed a solemn light for the first time.

Within the battle circle, Jiang Cheng's body twisted in a strange arc, and very skillfully avoided the chain of attacks of eight people, and then he pushed sideways with his ancient knife, and slashed at one of the warriors.

The first layer of critical attack was shifted, ignoring the warrior's defense, Jiang Cheng pressed the machete that the warrior had blocked, and the vitality gathered at one point, directly breaking through the warrior's vitality defense, and a knife qi as thick as a needle tip passed through the machete and pierced the warrior's head.

Poof!

The warrior had a frightened and inexplicable expression in his eyes, he fell to the ground in disbelief, his eyes wide open before he died, and a bloody hole appeared in his forehead, and black blood slowly flowed out of the small hole.

"How can this be? ”

After that, three warriors died under Jiang Cheng's critical attack, Jiang Cheng's ancient knife was sharp, and the critical attack directly gathered his own vitality to a point, so that an attack could make the attack of the ancient knife reach sixty vitality.

This kind of attack is already very rebellious, and it can completely ignore the defenses of these powerful warriors, whether they defend or not, the result is a death.

It's like shooting an ordinary person with a sniper rifle, and a soldier in battle armor, whether it's an ordinary person or a soldier in battle armor, they will be bullet through the body.

If you can't even defend yourself, how can you fight this battle?

The four martial artists who were still alive were all frightened at this moment, and under the impact of Jiang Cheng again, the entire battle circle completely collapsed, and the four martial artists were so frightened that they retreated again and again, not daring to step forward and fight with Jiang Cheng.

The four warriors had blue veins on their foreheads, their faces shining with fear, and each could hear each other's heavy gasps.

In Reflective Jiangcheng, his face was not red, his heart was not beating, the vicious battle just now seemed to be playing at home, and the fierce battle for a quarter of an hour did not have any impact on his strength.

There were probably more than 200 horses around Jiangcheng who were cut down, and most of them were cut off by Jiangcheng with a knife or their heads, and some of them were not dead yet, and they let out a terrible scream.

Jiang Cheng was covered with broken corpses, and there was no place to put his feet at all, blood and broken flesh were piled up on the ground, and there was a strong smell of blood in the air.

A group of horses stood far enough away from Jiang Cheng, looking at Jiang Cheng like a killing god, they were holding machetes in their hands one by one, but no one dared to take a step forward.

If they could live, none of them wanted to die, and Jiang Cheng's strength that had erupted in the quarter of an hour had already shocked all the horses.

"Fuck, you bunch of waste, can't even a small Jiangcheng handle it?" Yun Zhongshu kicked away a horse boy who was standing in front of him and blocked the way, he moved his muscles for a moment, and then slowly came to the front of the horse boys.

He was followed by several high-level officials of Dongfang Tuo and the Heavenly Awakening Sect.

Yun Zhongshu took a pitch-black iron rod from a younger brother's hand, the iron rod was about two meters long, and it was covered with protruding carved patterns, Jiangcheng was far away from the black iron bar, but he could still feel the inexplicable aura on the black iron bar.

The black iron rod was like a huge abyss, devouring Jiang Cheng's body. Jiang Cheng shook his head and hurriedly walked out of the illusion just now.

There must be something strange about this black iron rod, otherwise Jiang Cheng wouldn't have almost gotten lost in it. Jiang Cheng hurriedly bit the tip of his tongue, and then concentrated and guarded with all his might.