"King Bomb!"

Yang Sheng suddenly drew out two cards and slammed them on the table. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Bang!"

A sharp arrow struck through the air, like a poisonous snake out of a hole, swallowing a scarlet snake letter and shooting at the back of Wang Hao's neck.

Wang Hao had already prepared, hooked the chair with his foot, and threw it over.

"Dangchang!"

Although the sharp arrow penetrated the chair, the strength of the seven seven eighty-eight has been reduced, and it has become the end of the strong crossbow, and it is no longer lethal.

"Boom, boom......"

At this moment, deafening explosions rang out one after another. The smoke of gunpowder billowed like the grim smile of death.

Suddenly, the entire hall was completely chaotic.

When the big boss and the local tyrant fled in terror, the screams of the women and the shouts of the bodyguards...... It's all intertwined and converging into a symphony that isn't very pleasant.

"Flutter, flutter, flutter......"

More than a dozen black-clad killers, armed with scimitars and crossbows, broke through the windows and attacked.

The big boss, the bodyguards brought by the local tyrants, look quite burly. It would not be a problem for any of them to deal with three or five ruffians and hooligans.

But let them face it directly, the well-trained Dongying Yin Stream killer is a bit of a duck on the shelf.

The organizer's horse boy is the combat effectiveness of the scum five. It's completely a rabble, and before they can fight, they are directly defeated like a landslide.

Five or six black-clothed killers, led by a burly man, came straight to Wang Hao.

Seeing this group of people, coming towards him with a fierce momentum, Wang Hao couldn't help frowning slightly.

Without weapons in his own hands, it is impossible to use his flesh and blood to shake their swords and guns.

Sensing this, Wang Hao glanced at the gambling table out of the corner of his eye.

With a tug of his hand, his wrist suddenly exerted force, and he directly lifted the entire gaming table, overwhelming the world, and smashed it hard.

When the burly man saw the gambling table, he was suppressed like Mount Tai. He didn't dodge anything, but directly pulled out his samurai sword and slashed straight over.

"Click!"

The bright shadow of the knife broke through the air, and the gambling table made of high-quality sandalwood was split in half on the spot.

Seeing that the opponent's knife was like a tiger, Wang Hao couldn't help but be horrified.

Beichen is a knife stream!

Beichen Yidao Stream, like the Yin Stream system, is also one of the seven pillars of Dongying Martial Arts!

His disciples are good at using knives. Elite disciples, the comprehension of the knife can reach the point of perfection!

The burly man looked at Wang Hao with a proud face, and shouted to the left and right: "This person is handed over to me, you go and deal with the others!"

"Hey!" the other black-clothed killers responded one after another, and they scattered in a fan-shaped manner.

These killers, for some bodyguards and Ma Zai, are basically dead, and they will take people's lives when they shoot.

However, for those big bosses who are gorgeously dressed, the local tyrants are mainly captured.

It seems that they have been planning for a long time, and the purpose is very clear: they want to tie up the meat ticket!

"You've repeatedly spoiled our good deeds, dead and dead!"

The Dongying warrior scolded in blunt Huaxia language, and then raised his sword to kill Wang Hao.

The samurai sword is bright and bright, and he wields it with a tiger and a tiger.

Wang Hao didn't have a guy in his hands, so he couldn't shake it with his flesh and blood, so he had to retreat again and again, temporarily avoiding the edge.

The Toei warriors were like maggots on the tarsal bones, pressing forward step by step.

Soon, Wang Hao was forced into a corner.

There is no way to retreat, only a battle!

Just when Wang Hao decided to fight against the water, with his bare hands, to comprehend the domineering sword technique of Beichen. Several horses, who were in charge of watching the field, suddenly carried bright machetes and slashed towards the Dongying warriors.

Seeing this scene, a sneer of disdain rose on the corner of the Dongying warrior's mouth.

The samurai sword in his hand spun in the air and swept through the thousands of troops with a single blow.

"Bang, clang, clang!"

The machetes of the three horses were cut in half very casually, just like being chopped by others.

The leader of the horse boy who rushed to the back, when he saw this scene, shouted "ah" in fright, and directly threw the machete in his hand, turned around and ran.

Seeing this scene, the Dongying warrior smiled smugly, pointed the blade directly at Wang Hao, and said word by word: "The sick man of East Asia, there is no knife in China!"

Wang Hao's eyes widened angrily, and he glared at the Dongying warrior fiercely.

With a slight hook of his toes, he hooked the mountain knife on the ground.

"Huh!"

Wang Hao's blade also pointed directly at the Dongying warrior, and said in a low voice: "Okay, now I'll tell you, what is called the Huaxia Sword!"

The murderous voice was still swirling back and forth between his teeth. The mountain opening knife in Wang Hao's hand was like a tiger descending the mountain, slashing at the other party with the momentum of splitting Huashan.

The smug eyes of the Dongying warrior just now became solemn in an instant. He didn't dare to have the slightest contempt, waved his steel knife, and greeted him in the air.

"Dangchang!"

The two knives collide, and the sparks splash everywhere!

Wang Hao's toes slammed to the ground, jumped up, and slashed over again.

"Dangchang!"

The cumbersome samurai sword was actually split into a gap, and it broke open more than three feet.

The Dongying warrior didn't expect Wang Hao to have such a strong explosive power, and for a while he only felt that his scalp was numb, his legs alternated, and he retreated again and again.

Wang Hao raised the mountain knife again, grinned at him, showed eight neat little white teeth, and slashed again.

"When the long, when the long, when the long!"

The Toei samurai blocked three times in a row, and each time he was shocked and retreated one after another.

"Bang!"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Hao swept away, played like a dragonfly, and paddled at his left knee.

The left knee joint of the Dongying samurai suddenly weakened, and he directly "pounced" and fell to the ground on one knee.

Seeing this scene, a sneer of disdain flashed in Wang Hao's deep eyes, and he asked: "If we Huaxia are the sick men of East Asia, what are you Dongying now, a dead dog in the East?"

As he spoke, Wang Hao raised the mountain sword again, and slashed at the Dongying warrior with the momentum of Mount Tai.

The Toei samurai's expression was horrified, and he subconsciously waved his sword to block.

"Dangchang!"

The impact was deafening, and the samurai sword was split in half on the spot. The sharp mountain opening knife was like cutting a watermelon, and the head of the Dongying samurai was split in half.

In an instant, the gurgling blood and the brains of the white flowers were all mixed together, splashing everywhere. The scene was extremely bloody and disgusting.

"Kurogi-kun, Kurogi-kun!"

The two black-clothed killers, seeing that their companions had been killed, raised their knives and killed them.

Wang Hao became more and more courageous the more he fought, and when he lifted the mountain opening knife, he split the black-clothed killer who rushed to the front, even with a knife, into two halves.

Just as he was about to cut down the second killer, the black-clothed killer suddenly convulsed violently, foamed at the mouth, and fell to the ground with a bang.

When Wang Haozheng was wondering, he saw Guo Zixiang carrying an electric shock baton in his hand, with a proud face.

The two looked at each other and smiled!

At this moment, the sounds of panic and anxiety rang out one after another.

"Oh no, it's on fire, it's on fire!"

Seeing the flames blazing, Wang Hao suddenly remembered something, and his face changed suddenly, "It's not good, Ruoxi's girl is still in the room!"

(To be continued.) )