Seeing that Zhao Zhong of the iron gate fought with the red-faced cork, Song Shan, the master of the Tianlong Branch, waved the golden knife in his hand, and suddenly surrounded the three hard hands of the red shirt team alone, namely the conscience gun Qian Di, a knife Liu Yi and the poisonous palm Sun Yong.

Although the opponent is three hard hands, as soon as they are handed over, the golden knife Song Shan is more offensive and less defensive. A golden broadsword, like snowflakes, surrounded the three hard hands of the red shirt team, constantly rotating and stabbing, and the three people who killed kept jumping left and right around the golden knife.

Although they are resisting with their lives, the indelible fact is that the three of them are constantly regressing, showing how hard it is to resist.

And the two black wolves Zhang Yi and Liu Zaozi of the leopard of the Tianlong Branch also faced the two hard-handed black mountain monkeys of the red shirt team, the big monkey Liu Yi and the second monkey Liu Er.

However, the other three hard-handed tanuki, Red Fox and Iron Fist of the Red Shirts, did not appear at the scene of the fight.

Under the hands of the red-faced cork, the fourth commander of the red shirt team, there were a total of eight hard hands, five of whom appeared on the scene, and three of them including the tanuki.

Wang Heng just stood beside him and watched lightly while holding the Heavenly Lion Spirit Beast, and did not make a move. The first is that Tianlongtang obviously has the upper hand in the fight, and the second is that the cadres of the Ghost Head Gang have not yet appeared.

At this time, a disciple of the Dragon Hall suddenly ran in from outside the hotel, looking hurried and anxious.

As soon as Wang Heng saw his slightly flustered expression, he knew that something was happening. A wave of his hand to signal him to come.

This disciple quickly ran to Wang Heng's side, lowered his voice, and reported quickly: "Report to Gongzi, someone has rushed out from the back of the hotel, and Master Zhang is leading the brothers who split the rudder to resist. But there are many hard hands, and the helmsman asked me to come to Childe for support. ”

As soon as he heard that someone rushed out of the back door of the hotel, Wang Heng immediately realized that it was the hidden ghost gang that appeared.

Raising his head suddenly, Wang Heng shouted at Song Shan, the golden knife fighting in the field: "Hall Master Song, the hall is handed over to you, I'll go to the back of the hotel to have a look." ”

As soon as the words fell, Wang Heng's figure had already appeared outside the door of the hotel.

As soon as I walked out of the main entrance of the hotel, a slight cold wind blew, and faintly from the back of the Songdu Ecological Park came a faint sound of shouting and killing, and there was a slightly crisp sound of weapon collision in the middle.

The figure was like a faint mist, and when the pupils of the people just noticed it, the mist had disappeared without a trace. In an instant, Wang Heng flew to the back of the hotel.

In the dim light, the back of the Songdu Ecological Park has become a tragic battlefield.

The figures kept shaking, and the bright broadswords were squandering rapidly. Blood flew in all directions with the screams of the people, and the stumps rolled all over the ground with the collision of weapons, and the white brains and red flesh were scattered everywhere like money.

A big man in white had a long knife in his hand, just pulled out of the chest of the man in black. A sharp ghost-headed knife had slashed off the knife-wielding right hand of the white-clothed man like lightning.

The miserable scream of the man in white had not yet been raised, and with a "click", the double-edged axe of the man in red violently cut off the head of the man in white with angry eyes.

There is only cruelty in the sky, ferocity everywhere, without even a trace of tenderness and compassion. Since ancient times, the struggle between rivers and lakes has been a mixture of blood and flesh, a mixture of life and death.

Lives that take decades to grow have died out in an instant. Life seems so fragile and powerless at this moment. But this is the rivers and lakes, this is the grudge, since ancient times, endless.

Behind the building of Songdu Ecological Park, it was originally a flat parking lot, but now it is filled with a group of figures who sacrifice their lives and fight viciously.

Li Yan, the main mandarin duck knife of the helmsman of Tianlongtang, is fighting a mace strong man like a tiger like a tiger.

Between the two mandarin duck short knives, the knife does not leave the vital part of the strong man. And the mace attack of Miyase is not to dodge or dodge, you attack me and I attack, you defend and I attack, only attack but not defend, a life-for-life fight. But even so, it will be a draw with the opponent, and after a long time, it will definitely lose.

This strong man who makes the mace is Zhou Fang, the master of the inner hall of the Ghost Head Gang, and the junior master of the lot. And with the successful cultivation of the Mandarin Duck Knife Li Yanxuanduan, it is not easy to spell it like this.

The second helmsman Li Jin and the third rudder Dagger Zheng Jie of the Tianlong Branch stationed in the H sub-rudder respectively faced the tanuki Gao San and the iron fist Han Jin of the Red Shirt team.

Zhang Shigang, the guardian knife of Tianlong Hall, who was originally guarding in the east, stabbed a two-foot short knife in the dancing snowflakes, left and right, and fought the two incense masters of the inner hall of the Ghost Head Gang with swords and swords.

And in the air defending in the west of the hotel, Li Fei, a crane handle hoe fluttered elegantly, expanding and contracting at will, drawing out a slippery and piece of black light, entangled the other two incense masters of the Ghost Head Gang, Iron Finger Cheng Hao, and Flying Knife Li Zhi.

It seems that before Wang Heng arrived, the disciples of Tianlong Hall, who were defending on the east and west, cleverly found that the direction of the breakthrough was in the north, and sent reinforcements in time.

But even so, the Tianlong Branch Hall is just going to stabilize the scene. With the existing manpower, it may be very difficult to successfully eat this breakthrough enemy.

As soon as Wang Heng's figure flashed, Zhang Shigang saw it at a glance, and shouted in an excited tone: "The son has arrived!"

A shout, the people of Tianlong Hall, who were originally slightly weak, were immediately indignant, and the guy in his hand instantly strengthened and accelerated a lot. The situation that was originally a little depressed, but in the shouting of the spinning knife, the scene was actually moved to the Tianlong Hall a lot.

As soon as Zhou Fang, the master of the inner hall of the Ghost Head Gang, heard that "the son has arrived", the originally hard heart, and the abrupt "Tongtong" beat faster.

Of course he knew who the son in the mouth of the disciples of the Tianlong Hall was? That was Zhan Hao Wang Heng, the outer hall of his Ghost Head Gang, the Torture Hall, and the fall of the deputy gang leader Ghost Suo and other masters, all of which were inextricably linked to this name.

The mace in his hand smashed into the opponent's mandarin duck knife Li Yan like a wind, and in the fierce impact of the "bell, bell, bell", the two short knives of the mandarin duck knife shook from side to side.

In the flash of the mandarin duck knife, the figure around the iron rod shot out angrily, and with a diagonal sweep, it had already reached the left side of the crane Li Fei in the air. The mace was struck from the bottom to the top, and the thick mace was in Zhou Fang's hand, as light and fast as the Dinghai God Needle, and the rapid blow violently formed a black poisonous net, which was reversed.

At the same time as Zhou Fang's iron rod was struck, he shouted violently: "The disciples quickly break through."

Before the sound fell, the mace and the crane's hoe in the air struck again and again, and in the sound of a dense rain of weapons, the emaciated body of the crane in the cloud was ejected by the strong force contained in the mace.