Looking closely at his opponent, he saw that the man in front of him was walking lightly and gracefully, as if he were a man of immortality.
From the weapons held by the opponent, he could 100% conclude that this person was Yuan Tianzhong, a well-known member of Xie Wendong's subordinates.
"Haha, who is it?
It turns out to be Yuan Tianzhong."
"You know me?"
Yuan Tianzhong raised his eyebrows and spoke face to face.
"Haha, how come I don't recognize Yuan Tianzhong, the great disciple of Wangyue Pavilion?
Today is really a good day.
Killing a big shot like you should be a very good thing."
He Dong pulled off his clothes and gave them to his left hand Bandaging, he said with a ferocious smile.
Yuan Tianzhong stood still and said calmly: "You are right, today is really a good day to kill people.
It should feel good to kill a little person like you."
He recognized at a glance that this person was He Dong, one of the ten sharp knives in the photo Liu Bo showed him earlier.
Although he said that Ho Tung was a nobody, he did not treat him any differently than an ordinary Youth Gang boy.
There are only a handful of people who can take over his own two feet.
But the opponent was able to take it and remain standing, which shows that this person is definitely not that easy to deal with.
Before the official fight, Yuan Tianzhong reminded himself to be careful.
Sword energy and murderous intent, the two of them exuded a powerful aura before they even fought.
Seeing the boss fighting with the boss of the other side, the gang members on both sides wisely avoided them and provided a venue for the duel between the two.
Doing this also allows one's boss to not be restrained in the fight and to let go and give it a try.
A small semicircle was formed, and their pupils dilated almost simultaneously.
The light shot out, making thousands of evil spirits tremble in fear.
Yuan Tianzhong stepped on the seven-star lotus step and struck first.
He collapsed forward quickly, and his body was guided by the soft sword to attack.
Seeing Yuan Tianzhong's erratic steps, He Dong couldn't help but feel funny.
In his opinion, the way to win in a battle is whoever is faster and more powerful will win the battle.
At first, this idea made He Dong suffer a big loss.
As we all know, martial arts emphasizes the use of softness to overcome hardness.
The military thorn is strong, the soft sword is soft.
If the duel between the two is just an ordinary head-to-head confrontation, of course the soft sword will suffer.
But if the soft sword doesn't confront the army stably at all, it just looks for those empty doors to take action.
In this way, the military assassins will not be able to take advantage.
The two tried their best to capture each other.
Chopping, stabbing, and entangling the points, the moves are windy, and the moves are sharp.
Sure enough, in dozens of rounds of competition, He Dong was struck by Yuan Tianzhong's soft sword more than ten times, and his body had no less than five buttons, large and small.
"Show your strength, otherwise it would be too boring to kill you like this."
Yuan Tianzhong said with a raised eyebrow after hitting He Dong in the stomach with a heavy punch.
With a crash, He Dong's body flew back several steps, and then fell heavily into the bloody water.
The huge body splashed the blood on the ground, making a splashing sound.
After receiving this blow, He Dong's internal organs seemed to fall apart, causing him to tumble and feel nauseated.
Resisting the urge to vomit, he gritted his teeth and swallowed the liquid in his abdomen that was about to be ejaculated.
"Haha, interesting.
Yuan Tianzhong is really not that easy to deal with."
He Dong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and then got up from the blood.
"Hmph, the Qing Gang's so-called ten sharp knives are nothing more than that."
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Yuan Tianzhong snorted and stepped forward.
The other party didn't seem to want to take advantage of the situation, which made He Dong a little strange, but he didn't think too much and didn't have time to think too much.
He grabbed a sharp knife that was in the blood.
The two weapons flipped over in He Dong's hands, leaving angry afterimages in the air.
The two guys are divided into two lanes, and each lane is divided into four killing moves.
The eight-position killing move analyzes each part of Yuan Tianzhong.
If he cannot dodge, this move is enough to kill anyone.
Seeing the opponent rushing towards him like a hungry wolf, Yuan Tianzhong stepped back without any panic, temporarily avoiding his sharp edge.
This simple but effective movement should have played its proper role when used by a master like Yuan Tianzhong.
But just when he moved back to resist, it seemed like God had played a big joke.
All his attention was focused on He Dong's hands, but his feet suddenly slipped, and Yuan Tianzhong, who was caught off guard, was thrown onto his back.
The opportunity was too late and would never come again.
He Dong didn't care that his body was covered in blood and just suddenly retracted his posture.
After a loud roar, he poured all his strength into his thigh and stepped on it hard.
This kick was so fierce, so fast and fierce that even the agile Yuan Tianzhong couldn't dodge it.
All he could do was to retreat as close to the ground as he could.
His thighs jumped up, and He Dong's big foot stepped heavily on Yuan Tianzhong's thigh.
The powerful destructive force immediately broke through the blood vessels in the thigh.
Yuan Tianzhong gritted his teeth and made a dull sound.
He Dong's original intention was to step on Yuan Tianzhong's heart, but now he stepped on his thigh, which of course would not satisfy him.
After missing a hit, he prepared to repeat his previous actions.
This time, he placed his feet on Yuan Tianzhong's lower body.
He had already made up his mind, even if he couldn't kill Yuan Tianzhong, it would be better to make him a useless person.
Just do it, He Dong suddenly put away his right foot and poured in his strength again.
Of course Yuan Tianzhong, who had suffered a loss once, would not suffer a second time.
He put his hands on the ground and turned his feet backwards at 180 degrees.
Backflip, a simple but applicable movement.
By the time He Dong stomped down, Yuan Tianzhong had already escaped and ascended to heaven.
Yuan Tianzhong, who suffered such a blow, was furious.
He had always embarrassed his enemies.
How often had he been forced to do this by his enemies?
He gritted his teeth, ignoring the severe pain in his leg, and frantically danced his sword to mark He Dong's body.
He Dong blocked with two weapons, but he couldn't beat Yuan Tianzhong's sword skills.
Plop, plop, magnet, click, click, steel enters the body, blood splashes, and the sound of broken bones can be heard endlessly.
After fighting for several more minutes, one of He Dong's ears was removed by Yuan Tianzhong's sharp sword.
The latter exerts his strength, but the former is no match at all.
"Don't kill me, don't kill me."
Two pleas for mercy made Yuan Tianzhong put down his soft sword.
Seeing the blood-stained and tragic appearance of the opponent, Yuan Tianzhong had already concluded that he was no match for him.
Unexpectedly, Ho Tung, one of the ten sharp knives of the Qinggang, turned out to be a coward who surrendered so easily.
"Hmph, ten sharp knives are nothing more than that."
Yuan Tianzhong put away his sword and steadied his feet.
At this time, the battle has entered an anxious state.
The scene at the scene can no longer be described as horrific.
Fighting and shouting can be seen everywhere, which is shocking.
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It was a scene that cannot be described in any words.
Perhaps only those who were present at the scene can deeply understand that unforgettable feeling.
On the entire fourth floor, there were broken limbs and broken arms everywhere, red, white, black, all kinds of colors mixed together.
There were layers of corpses on the ground, and people wailing and begging for mercy were mixed in the pile of corpses, making it impossible to distinguish them.
By this point in the battle, people on both sides had lost consciousness.
There was only one word left in their minds: kill.
Kill people, kill all enemies at all costs.
Many people have received countless knives and cuts on their bodies, but even so, they are still fearless, like the invincible God of War.
Most of the people in the field were people who had seen strong winds and waves, but they were also shocked by the scene of blood flowing in front of them.
What's more, after seeing the bloody scene, I was so disgusted that I vomited.
Focusing on He Dong in front of him, Yuan Tianzhong suddenly remembered what Meng Xu had told him before: This battle was to give color to the Qing Gang, so there was no mercy.
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