Chapter 1670 defeat(1/3)
Hurry!
With Li Hanhou's actions, things fell all over the ground.
And the table made a terrifying whistling sound, smashing towards Nie Wushuang.
Swish!
Just as the table was about to hit Nie Wushuang's head, a cold light bloomed under the light!
Immediately afterwards, the table was divided into two and landed on both sides.
Nie Wushuang's eyes were cold and there was an extra knife in his hand.
Xiaodao's eyes shrank, what a fast knife!
Dang!
The killing knife is unsheathed, the knife light is fierce, and the murderous intent is amazing.
Nie Wushuang's eyes fell on Xiaodao, showing a bit of fighting spirit. Is he also a master of using swords?
very good!
The next second, his figure shook and disappeared from the spot.
"kill!"
At the same time, Xiaodao shouted coldly and the Killing Knife slashed forward.
when!
When the two knives collided, Nie Wushuang's figure reappeared.
His knife was stopped by the knife.
"It's not bad, but... you can't keep your life."
Nie Wushuang said lightly and slashed him down with another knife.
when!
Xiaodao's right hand, the tiger's mouth cracked, and blood gushed out.
He showed a look of horror. Is the dark power great perfection?
powerful!
Sun Wugong and Li Hanhou next to him also showed a solemn look. The unparalleled warriors are so strong?
"Dahan, go out!"
Sun Wugong's eyes swept across the surroundings, and the people from the Blood Hand Gang had already begun to clear the scene.
If they cleared the field and formed a siege, they would really not be able to leave!
"good!"
Li Hanhou is just a straightforward person, not stupid.
With the attack of Xiaodao and Nie Wushuang, he knew that Nie Wushuang was not something they could deal with!
Even if... he has the power to fight against the late stage of the Ancient King!
However, he was still a little short of Dark Power!
And Nie Wushuang's combat power is the worst. The Great Perfection of the Dark Power!
Li Hanhou did not go to help Xiaodao, but grabbed two metal chairs and headed straight for the Blood Hand Gangs around.
At the same time, Sun Wugong rushed towards Nie Wushuang.
"Xiaodao, go!"
"good!"
Xiaodao is not in love with the battle, he is not Nie Wushuang's opponent!
Even if the three of them are together, they may not necessarily win!
What's more, there are many elite blood hand gangs around!
Since Nie Wushuang appears, he will definitely not be unprepared!
At this time, it is undoubtedly stupid to fight to the death!
With the addition of Sun Wugong, Nie Wushuang's sword slowed down.
He frowned slightly. The combat power of these two people was still very good.
However, he was not worried that they would run away.
As he said before, he will collect their lives tonight!
Since his debut, no one he wants to kill has survived!
"Kill him!"
The elite of the Blood Hand Gang rushed towards Li Hanhou with a knife.
"court death!"
Li Hanhou roared and smashed the chair in his hand down.
"ah!"
Screams of screams were heard, and many elite blood-handed soldiers were smashed away by Li Hanhou.
Li Hanhou was like a tiger going down the mountain, forcing her to break out of a bloody path.
The guest who had not left yet also screamed and ran out desperately.
"Walk!"
After Li Hanhou broke into the bloody path, he turned around and roared.
"Walk!"
Sun Wugong and Xiaodao did not stop, and after each attack, they pulled away.
"You can't run away!"
Nie Wushuang said coldly, and the knife in his hand flashed a cold light.
Swish!
With one knife, Xiaodao's arm had a wound of more than ten centimeters, and the flesh was rolled up and blood gushed.
"Um!"
Xiaodao groaned, and was so scared that he was sweating.
If he hadn't been dodging faster, this knife would have cut off his arm!
Fortunately, he avoided it!
Dang!
Sun Wugong's wine gourd hit Nie Wushuang, blocking his knife.
"Xiaodao, go quickly!"
"good!"
Xiaodao nodded, and the two of them met with Li Hanhou and went out to kill.
Nie Wushuang held the knife in his right hand and approached step by step, and his movements became faster and faster.
Swish!
Nie Wushuang jumped up and slashed the knife in his hand fiercely.
"Go to die!"
Li Hanhou looked at the sword light, roared, and smashed the deformed metal chair in his hand at Nie Wushuang.
"Kill them!"
At the same time, the elite of the Blood Hand Gang roared and surrounded him again.
"Walk!"
Sun Wugong frowned, took out a ping-pong ball-sized thing from his pocket with his right hand, and threw it to the ground.
Bang!
As the "ping-pong ball" landed, a ray of light lit up, followed by a lot of smoke!
Sun Wugong carried the wine gourd on his back, holding a knife in one hand and Li Hanhou in the other, and rushed out.
Swish!
Nie Wushuang landed on the ground, frowned at the thick smoke in front of him.
After hesitating for a moment, he carried the knife and rushed into the smoke.
To be continued...