Chapter 393: Ji Hong's Great Sword

At this time, the two of them were besieged by the moat dozens of steps long, and there were no less than fifty dead and wounded people lying in the funeral flower hall, all of whom were injured and killed by Lin Haoxuan and Ji Nantian, which shows the cruelty of the battle situation and the fierceness of the fighting......

After a siege, the entire moat became quiet again.

The 'Hidden Flower' led by them was staring at Lin Haoxuan and them, ready to launch a second round of attacks at any time, and said lightly: "You two are indeed very strong, so I am even more determined to kill you." ”

Lin Haoxuan nodded, and said in a calm tone: "I understand, but before we die, you also have to leave five hundred corpses to accompany the burial, including your six Tibetan flowers!" ”

Although Lin Haoxuan's face was still full of nonchalant smiles, he had a bad premonition in his heart, because Fang Tian and they hadn't even appeared yet, and it had been twenty minutes at most since they arrived here from their training base, but now thirty minutes had passed.

Could it be that they also suffered from misfortune? Lin Haoxuan flashed a frightened thought.

When his mind turned, Lin Haoxuan's nameless treasure knife pointed to 'Hidden Flowers', and said with a proud smile: "Don't look at your current crowds, I'll go over and cut you to the ground now, and let all of your 'Hidden Flowers' turn into residual flowers." ”

The leader 'Zanghua' had a calm face, and said disappreciably: "I'll just stand here and wait for you!" ”

Some of the Funeral Flower Hall gangs immediately stood in front of the 'Hidden Flowers' headed by them, and there were no less than 100 people, all of whom looked at Lin Haoxuan murderously.

The two 'Tibetan Flowers' stood in front of the Funeral Flower Hall gang, and they understood that if they wanted their subordinates to fight hard, they had to fight hard first.

Lin Haoxuan turned his head and said lightly to Ji Nantian: "Nantian, protect my back, let me see the power of 'Tibetan Flowers'." ”

Ji Nantian immediately stuck behind Lin Haoxuan, and the scimitar in his hand was already coldly flashing with cold light, as well as blood.

Lin Haoxuan's eyes lit up, and the whole person exuded the domineering spirit of a king, and the nameless sword in his right hand gave birth to a golden light.

The vigor is crazy and murderous.

The two 'Tibetan Flowers' drank at the same time and pounced fiercely.

The big knife in the hand of the 'Tibetan Flower' on the left was raised for a long time, turned into a flash of lightning, and slashed towards Lin Haoxuan's neck, with a powerful and incomparable strength, first cutting through the cold air.

The 'Tibetan Flower' on the right followed a strange offensive line, and the Ji Hong Broadsword in his hand changed in a distance of a few meters, as if it could attack any part of Lin Haoxuan, fully wielding the changing characteristics of this Ji Hong Broadsword.

The funeral flower hall 'Tibetan flowers', the fruit is extraordinary.

A murderous aura filled the air.

The eyes of the two 'hidden' flowers were like cold lightning, staring at Lin Haoxuan fiercely, and they changed the weaker ones, but their eyes could already make their hearts chill and lose their fighting spirit.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Haoxuan shook a few times in a hurry.

The figures of the two 'Tibetan Flowers' were immediately suffocated, their eyes shot out a look of disbelief, and their momentum and confidence suddenly weakened a little.

It turned out that every time Lin Haoxuan shook it, it was aimed at the attack of 'Hidden Flower', and the most shocking thing was that he seemed to be able to foresee it, when the big knife change of 'Hidden Flower' was just born, Lin Haoxuan had already subtly shifted his position, making their attack lose the greatest threat.

What's even more amazing is that when the two 'Tibetan Flowers' changed their offensive accordingly, Lin Haoxuan staggered a little first, and so on several times, making the 'Tibetan Flowers' feel like a helpless feeling of wanting to grasp a loach that was slippery and didn't leave his hands.

Lin Haoxuan stepped forward, and the nameless treasure knife in his hand turned into thousands of sword shadows, attacking the two 'Tibetan Flowers' who bounced up from the ground.

'Bell'......

The war knife was slashed on the big knife, and the two 'Tibetan Flower' tigers were in pain, and before they could react, Lin Haoxuan's war knife had already been pasted again, and it was fierce and fierce.

The two 'Tibetan Flowers' were sweating and sweating by him, and they rolled to the ground to avoid it.

Some of the Funeral Flower Hall gangs rushed over from behind, and Ji Nantian, with an indifferent expression, stabbed the lancet into their chests or throats with precision.

Some of the gangsters were clever, using the machete or short knife in their hands as a hidden weapon, shooting at Ji Nantian, Ji Nantian did not dodge or dodge, and quickly grabbed the machete with his left hand, and then reflected and flew away, and the machete easily hit the dense funeral flower hall gang, so several times, no one dared to shoot the machete and short knife indiscriminately.

Lin Haoxuan, who had no worries, held the nameless treasure knife and rushed over like the leader of the 'Tibetan Flower', and more than a dozen Funeral Flower Hall gangsters immediately pounced as if they were dead.

Lin Haoxuan thought of Fang Tian's safety in his heart, and no longer showed mercy to his subordinates, his footsteps moved slightly, and the nameless treasure knife attacked more than a dozen knives one after another, each knife stabbed into the chest of the Funeral Flower Hall, and blood splattered.

The 'Tibetan Flower' led by him still didn't have any expression, as if it was not his own subordinates who died, and with a flick of his left hand, dozens of Funeral Flower Hall gangs rushed towards Lin Haoxuan.

Lin Haoxuan slashed over a few people in succession, stopped their offensive, took a breather, looked at the endless Funeral Flower Hall gang, and knew that if he continued to fight, he and Ji Nantian would inevitably die here.

Lin Haoxuan then took a few steps forward, stabbed the knife into the abdomen of the enemy who rushed head-on, and was about to draw the knife to attack the 'hidden flower' headed by a meter away, but now the nameless treasure knife was held by the enemy, his face was fierce and crazy, obviously wanting to drag Lin Haoxuan into hell before he died.

Some of the Funeral Flower Hall gangs saw that Lin Haoxuan couldn't draw the knife, and they swarmed over again, Lin Haoxuan's face was slightly gloomy, and he used ten percent of his strength to lift the person who drew the knife alive with the nameless treasure knife, and threw it at the rushing Funeral Flower Hall gangsters.

The person who had already died was thrown away by Lin Haoxuan, and he could no longer hold the nameless treasure knife, and the whole person smashed on the rushing gang, blood spilled on their faces.

Lin Haoxuan took this opportunity, holding the bloody war knife, drew a few arcs, and killed the gang that had not wiped off the blood stains on the ground, and then took half a step forward and came to the front of the leader of the 'Hidden Flower', several of the 'Hidden Flowers' around him wanted to rush over, but the leader of the 'Hidden Flowers' slowly raised his right hand, stopped them, and said in a calm tone: "This battle, I'll come!" ”

The words of the leader of the 'Tibetan Flower' are orders, no one dares to disobey, and all the attacking crowds are quiet, wanting to see if Lin Haoxuan's war knife is powerful, or the Ji Silk Broadsword of the leader of the 'Tibetan Flower' is powerful.

Lin Haoxuan's eyes looked at the 'Tibetan Flower' who took the lead lightly, and the blood stained by the sword slowly collected on the blade, and then left from the tip of the knife.

Only then did Lin Haoxuan fully see the 'Tibetan flowers' as the leader.

No matter how many people are around the leader 'Zanghua', he will always attract everyone's attention at a glance.

This is not only because he tattooed a red 'Tibetan flower' on his forehead with dense foliage and about half the size of a palm.

The skin of the head 'Tibetan Flower' shines with a unique bronze, and the whole person looks like an iron cast. The height is comparable to Lin Haoxuan and Ji Nantian, with a black suit and a white robe, the contrast is strong, and he is particularly powerful.

The leader 'Zanghua' has a broad face, with deep-set eye sockets, prominent eyebrow bones, eyebrows like two thick inks, and narrow eyes that shoot out cruelty and hatred that can chill anyone's heart, and look at Lin Haoxuan and Ji Nantian coldly.

His larger, thicker than ordinary hands hung down on both sides, and in his right hand he held a large sword made of heavy stainless steel.

The head of the 'Tibetan Flower' always had an unwavering expression on his face, and said coldly: "You have finally arrived in front of me!" ”

Lin Haoxuan nodded, sighed, and said, "I'm finally in front of you!" ”

Ji Hong's big knife, which was headed by 'Hidden Flowers', gently raised it backwards and said, "Either you die, or I die." ”

Lin Haoxuan nodded again, and the nameless treasure knife slowly opened to the side.

After the leader 'Zanghua' finished speaking, he stepped forward.

When he took the first step, the atmosphere around him immediately became solemn and heavy, and as he took the second step, a huge and incomparable momentum rushed towards Lin Haoxuan.

Only then did Lin Haoxuan realize the power of this 'Tibetan Flower', and his strength was stronger than the other five 'Tibetan Flowers' combined.

The people who besieged Lin Haoxuan and Ji Nantian's funeral flower hall naturally retreated in all directions, giving up a broader space for Lin Haoxuan and the 'Tibetan Flowers' led by Lin Haoxuan in the circle.

Lin Haoxuan knew that the 'Hidden Flower' headed by the Dao was as fierce as fire, and when he took the third step, he would immediately attack violently, Lin Haoxuan had a plan in his heart, and took the opportunity to deceive and couldn't support the momentum of the 'Hidden Flower' headed by him, and retreated, the nameless treasure knife shook lightly, and he made a false gesture.

The face of the leader 'Zanghua' showed disdain, and the members of the Funeral Flower Hall showed excitement.

As long as you move four or five meters back, you can reach the railing of the moat, and you can jump into the river and escape.

How did the people in the rear know that Lin Haoxuan intended to escape from the moat; I was even more afraid of harming the fish in the pond, so I took a few steps back and gave up a few more meters of space.

Ji Nantian pressed over with the momentum, and he wanted to ensure that Lin Haoxuan would not be attacked on his back.

With a shake of his wrist, the machete in his hand turned into countless red rays reflecting the light of the torch, like a bee flying butterfly dance, shocking the people around.

The other five Tibetan flowers raised their colors of pride, as if the first 'Tibetan flowers' symbolized them.

The leader 'Tibetan Flower' can dance the heavy Ji Hong big knife so superbly, which Lin Haoxuan had never imagined beforehand, and the amazing sword wind pressure does not only come from the front where the leader 'Hidden Flower' is located, but seems to be squeezed from all directions.

What is even more shocking is that the head of the 'Tibetan Flower' borrowed the reflection of the light, as if he suddenly disappeared, hiding somewhere in the shadow.

If he wasn't worried about the safety of the Qimen brothers, Lin Haoxuan really wanted to have a bloody battle with the leader of the 'Tibetan Flower', but he couldn't tonight, the love war would not only make him die, but also make countless Qimen brothers die.

One of the shadows slammed into Lin Haoxuan's left shoulder with the sound of the strong wind.

At this time, Lin Haoxuan's face changed slightly, he shouted, waved his knife to block the grid, and blocked the Ji Hong big knife that was about to be cut on his body.

'Bell'

With a loud bang, Lin Haoxuan and the leader of the 'Tibetan Flower' took two steps back from each other, and Lin Haoxuan took the opportunity to staggered back a few steps.

The shadow dispersed, revealing the 'Tibetan Flower' headed by the Demon God, and the Ji Silk Broadsword in his right hand slashed straight towards Lin Haoxuan, who was constantly retreating, and the momentum was even more fierce and fierce than the previous attack.

There was another 'bell', the two knives collided, and Lin Haoxuan took a few steps back.