When Han Pu and Lu Le were confused, on the other side, the melee in the restaurant was gradually coming to the end.

At this time, the wine shop was covered with blood and cracks on all four walls, and the ground was covered with corpses and broken limbs.

The rich bloody smell pressed down the originally rich wine, and looked as terrifying as the Shura hell.

Since the fight has been around, there have been less than ten people who were originally lively.

Most of the dead were martial artists who licked blood from the knife. There were also six or seven innocent wine sellers who were killed by accident. There were also several times when they were not strong and timid, and they had already broken the window and ran away.

Those who stayed were mostly strong and brave and skilled martial arts. They fought with each other and formed a restraint and balance between them. For example, Zhou Qing, the Crane Hand, was one of them.

At this time, this resolute and steady man was at the end of his strength. His fierce murderous aura gradually calmed down and his eyes returned to clear. He realized that the situation in the field had changed drastically.

Originally, with the power of many warriors, he was able to fight with the sons of the Zhengyi Bo Yang family. Now that he has killed each other, he is only alone, and his internal strength is mostly lost, and most of the other warriors are like this.

In addition, people are uneven and guard against each other, how can they compete with the masters of the Bo Mansion who are waiting for their leisure?

There is a little bit of retreatment in my heart, but more of it is regret. If I had known this, I would not have taken action with the will of lust.

Yang Hong finally waited for the opportunity he wanted. With a command, several warriors of the Bo Mansion who were originally gathered around him rushed forward with swords and used the remaining masters to hunt down the prey in the mountains and forests. Although Meiyu directly achieved a record, she defeated the few people step by step.

Yang Hong is the uncle and the son of the young master. If he can be sent to him and protect his safety, his martial arts skills will definitely be good.

And he himself was holding a three-foot-long sword and approaching Zhou Qing, a crane hand, coldly and solemnly.

He has a different personality and will retaliate against his grudges. He believes that Zhou Qing was not willing to be the leader before. He may not have the courage to stalemate with him just by relying on the mobs in the restaurant, and even attempts to seize the dragon scales.

Moreover, he was killed by a mere thief and injured, causing him to be humiliated.

Therefore, Yang Hong hated Zhou Qing deeply and made a decision in his heart that he had to kill him and be quick.

In addition, he was already in control of the whole situation at this time. Although Zhou Qing’s martial arts was strong, after a fierce battle, he had no ten or three of them in his strength, which was a good time for him to take revenge.

Yang Hong was not vague when he made a move. He stabbed with a sword. The strong wind blew, and the sword edge was like a spiritual snake, and he pointed to Zhou Qing's Jianjing acupoint.

The sword is fast and fast. On the surface, it seems to be quite grand, and it is a sword technique that wins with strength with righteousness.

In fact, the sword path is fierce and tricky, and the subsequent hidden changes are either towards the throat or towards the head, and they are vowed to put them to death.

As the son of Master Yang, Yang Hong's innate starting point is far higher than that of ordinary warriors, because he has mastered martial arts practice, powerful warriors' guidance, and uninterrupted resource supply, and he can also build up outstanding skills.

The only disadvantage is also the general disadvantage of these princes and nobles. It is probably that they lack experience and fight. No matter how high their skills are, they are difficult to fully play out, and they are far less fierce than the warriors who fought from the bottom of the world.

The same is true for his swordsmanship, which is brilliant and exquisite. This is the level of the swordsmanship itself. Unfortunately, it lacks the tempering of blood and fire, and it is flashy and unreal.

Zhou Qing was a low-level warrior. After many years, he won the title of Crane Hand. Although his current strength has dropped significantly, his eyesight has not been damaged at all. Not only does he dodge or avoid it, he faces the sword.

The move directly blocks the subsequent changes of Yang Hong's sword move in order to fight against the strong and head-on.

The hand is like a crane's beak, and a layer of illusory and invisible tight internal force floats on the surface, pecking on the sword body with extremely accurate accuracy, making a crisp sound of jingling, like a collision of gold and iron.

Zhou Qing had originally used the few internal forces left to resist, and was immediately retaliated by the strong internal forces contained on the sword body, and involuntarily spewed out a mouthful of blood. However, he was not angry but happy. With the power of shock, his arms spread out like a crane emitting its wings and glided to the south wall where the dragon scales were.

This is when competing for the dragon scales. I don’t know who used his internal force to spiral the dragon scales, killing several people’s flesh and blood, and finally embedded in the wall.

Zhou Qing jumped over, stepped on the corpse, pressed a half of the dragon scales exposed on the wall with one palm, and pulled them out with a hard pull.

Zhou Qing did not hesitate or stay at all when he made this move. After the dragon scale was obtained, he turned around and kicked his feet repeatedly, stirring up his energy, kicking all the corpses on the ground, the broken tables and chairs, etc. towards Yang Hong, in order to prevent the other party from leaning towards him and to buy time for him to escape.

Yang Hong watched Zhou Qing use the power of anti-shock to seize the dragon scales. His eyes were so angry that he roared. The sword in his hand danced into a ball of gorgeous blooming silver flowers. The sword light was clustered with flowers, and the sword was as powerful as lightning and thunder, cutting all the things flying into pieces. For a moment, blood fell like rain, shattering flesh and blood, and wood fell like snowflakes.

He poured a noble young man into a vicious demon bathed in blood.

Because the main entrance of the restaurant was blocked, Zhou Qing did not choose to escape from the gate, but instead raised his breath and turned around and went straight into the backyard of the restaurant, preparing to rush out of this place of right and wrong from the backyard.

Yang Hong was dripping with blood and murderous intent, following closely behind. Although no one was following him, he was not afraid at all.

Just now, Zhou Qing shook the sword in his hand with the crane hand. He had already keenly realized that the other party had not much internal strength left and had suffered internal injuries.

Internal strength is the foundation of martial arts. If a person who has poor internal strength and is injured in internal injuries, he will not show up outside as soon as possible, and simply go home and wait for death.

Unlike Chang Lin who deliberately hung the guards of the two uncles before, Zhou Qing really wanted to get rid of Yang Hong, but he was not as strong as the distance between the two was constantly approaching.

The backyard of this winery is quite large, with high walls on both sides of the east and west. Directly north, there are several rooms where the owners spend their daily rest and wine-making and storing wine.

Zhou Qing was extremely fast in body movement. After running into the backyard, he saw heavy snow and had not been cleaned. He slapped his single palm and the powerful energy flowed out, causing the thick snow in the yard to rush towards Yang Hong who had just chased out like waves.

The snow is cold and the flying is blocking people's sight.

Yang Hong was also quite quick and wise. He twisted his legs on the snow layer with one foot, and his energy turned into an arc and shot towards the front, shattering the surging snow waves directly. At the same time, his body merged with the sword and turned into a meteor-like sword light and stabbed Zhou Qing's back.

With a sneer, the sound of breaking through the air came.

The blood beads that were still steaming in the air splashed in the air. After falling to the ground, the snow instantly melted into several holes the size of a thumb.

Yang Hong landed on the ground, excited in his heart. Although this sword failed to directly take Zhou Qing's life, it also made a hole in the other party's back, and blood flowed out.
Chapter completed!