I saw that this strong man was holding an iron guy like a panel in his hand, which could be more than two inches thick, one meter square, Zhou Zhou was upright, and there was a bulge of a doorknob behind his panel, and a big hand with thick muscles was holding the handle tightly, and it was like a dark cloud between the squandering.

Yes, this is the iron gate Zhao Zhong, the deputy of Song Shan, the golden knife of Tianlong Hall, and the weapon in his hand is a very rare Qimen domineering weapon--- iron gate, weighing one hundred and eight catties, once it is wielded with all its strength, it is like a high-speed train, extremely brave.

The two large iron gates of Songhe Villa were pushed by Zhao Zhong under the iron gate, and they flew apart.

The moment the gate flew up, the golden knife Song Shan rushed in quickly with a cadre of disciples from the Tianlong Branch.

The Ghost Gang's reaction was also quick and fast, and at the moment when the iron gate was broken, more than 20 figures rushed out from the two small buildings in the east and west. The door of the small building in front was wide open, but what flew out of it was not a human figure, but a fluffy and rapid arrow.

The big iron gate in Zhao Zhong's hand waved like a cloud, and he swirled forward vigorously, and a puff of arrows hit the water-free felt cloth like a shower. Yes, the rain is dense, but the felt cloth is impermeable.

After the first round of arrow rain, more than 30 big men rushed out of the small building in front of them, roaring out. Especially the three or four black-clothed men in front, with agile bodies and fast movements, in a few flashes, they had already engaged Song Shan, Zhao Zhong and others in the golden sword.

The more than twenty ghost head gangs that followed were dancing with weapons in their hands, and they fought with the disciples of the Heavenly Dragon Hall who rushed in in a loud howl.

In an instant, the figure suddenly flickered and flickered, and the weapon flashed wildly. The clashing of weapons, the screeching of wind, and the howls of dying mingled together.

As soon as the two sides handed over, they were both fierce and ruthless, and the attack was extremely fast, and the move was vicious and violent. Whether it was the Heavenly Dragon disciples or the Ghost Head Gang, it was like a feud meeting, shouting and fighting.

Blood, drenched in sprinkling, flesh, piece by piece, flying. Fresh lives were lost in darkness in an instant, and living creatures returned to Yama in an instant.

At the moment of Tianlong Hall's attack, Wang Heng's figure rose from the ground, like a dragon out of water, flashing in the window of the room on the second floor, the evil slashing blade in his hand shook and slashed, and with a "boom", the iron window railing shattered and flew away like paper.

His figure was slightly dull and straight, and between breaths, the person was already standing in the room.

As soon as he stopped, the wind suddenly rose, and the left and right two shiny ghost-headed knives burst cross, and the bright knife light was illuminated by the incandescent lamp, and Wang Heng's eyes blinked.

Like a meteor in the sky, this kid suddenly took two steps and went further, and in the moment before people's eyes could see clearly, the evil slashing blade had already entered two places on the chests of the two opponents, and the position was surprisingly the same, both in the heart of the two.

After Wang Heng beheaded the two, Uncle Wang Yuanzheng opened his eyes in a daze, and when he saw Wang Heng standing at the head of the bed, he exclaimed in surprise: "Hengzi, it's really you, I thought you would have to wait a few days to find me." ”

Wang Heng pulled up the uncle and looked up and down carefully, afraid that Wang Yuanzheng would be hurt by something.

Wang Yuanzheng's muscles trembled, and he said with a smile: "Hengzi, don't worry, they haven't come to interrogate me in a hurry, you're here." ”

At this time, the fierce and noisy fighting sounds, shouts and howls of the dying outside the small building also entered the room, Wang Yuanzheng heard these sounds, his expression was stunned, and he hurriedly asked, "Hengzi, you still brought a lot of people?"

"Of course, uncle, you have been intercepted, if I don't give the person who started it a painful lesson, then I won't be called Zhan Hao? Uncle, you just watch this time, I must kill these people, give some people with ulterior intentions, a tragic example, if you want to move my Zhan Hao's family, you must be prepared for the destruction of the family. ”

In this instant, Wang Heng's face became hideous and vicious. It's not that this kid is fierce by nature, but the continuous fighting at this stage has completely brought out the tyrannical side in his body.

And the sudden interception of Uncle Wang's expedition made him even more furious. Relatives have always been the forbidden area and reverse scales of this kid, so this time Wang Heng must stop killing and killing.

Let some of the forces on its rivers and lakes know bloodily that if it wants to move his Zhan Hao's family, then it depends on whether it can withstand the anger of Zhan Hao and the consequences of being wiped out.

At this time, there was a loud bang, the door was slammed into pieces, and in the frightened eyes of the little uncle Wang Yuanzheng, a white shadow flashed, and a huge white fierce dog appeared in front of Wang Yuanzheng.

Yes, it is the Heavenly Lion Spirit Beast, it has just eliminated the eight Ghost Head Gang disciples at the door, and the sharp canine teeth are constantly dripping with blood, which must be the blood of the opponent.

As soon as the Heavenly Lion Spirit Beast saw Wang Yuanzheng, it also jumped on the bed affectionately and washed his face with its big tongue full of blood, but it was usually clean saliva, but now it was bloody and hot blood.

After some intimacy, Uncle Wang Yuanzheng's head seemed to have been slashed, drenched in blood and red stains, like a blood gourd.

But Wang Yuanzheng didn't think so and didn't mind. In his words, this is a manifestation of the little guy's liking for him, and others want it, but they don't have this treatment.

Wang Heng saw that his uncle Wang Yuanzheng was comforted and unharmed, and his mood relaxed. Although the building is extremely quiet, the battle in the square outside the building has entered a white heat.

So Wang Heng ordered the Heavenly Lion Spirit Beast to protect Uncle in the room, and he flew out directly from between the broken windows with one arrow step.

In the air, Wang Heng had already gained insight into all the situations in the fighting arena.

In the square of Songhe Villa, it is basically a soldier-to-soldier, general-to-general, catch-to-catch fight, and a competitive fight.

The golden knife Song Shan brandished a thin-bladed thick-backed machete with golden light, and slashed at a thin and withered old man in his sixties.

I saw this thin old man, a double-edged short shovel flying up and down, shooting indiscriminately, slashing and stabbing wildly, and it was inextricable from the golden knife Song Shan.

And Zhao Zhong, the deputy hall master of the Tianlong Branch, danced between the iron gates like a door panel, and the opponent who smashed jumped left and right, so he didn't panic. The opponent's bald top was covered with sweat, and under the light of the square, it flowed down in strings.

The four guards of the Tianlong Branch, Zhang Shigang and Liu Dan of the Silver Fork, are all one enemy and two outsiders, and the other two Guardian Swallow Liu Qi and Aerial Crane Li Fei are also fighting one-on-one with the masters of the Ghost Head Gang.

As for the disciples of the Tianlong Hall who came in and the Ghost Head Gang also fought desperately together, although the Ghost Head Gang had to stand in the majority in terms of numbers, but in terms of individual combat ability, the disciples of the Tianlong Hall were superior. In the flash of the figure, the Ghost Head Gang was killed and retreated step by step.