Chapter 899 Tyrannical (five more)

"flutter!"

When he moved, three bullets slashed through Yan Huang's ears and nailed them straight into the trees behind.

Yan Huang touched the left helix with his hand, there was wet viscous liquid between his fingers, and then a large swath of cold light poured over.

"Dangdangdang!"

Yan Huang slid out of the ground abruptly, avoiding the throwing knife, and then swept away with his left foot, a pile of construction **** shot out.

At the juncture of life and death, Yanhuang's strength on the stone was naturally not small, and the three gray-clothed men who had not recovered their flying knives were hit by the stone just about to retreat.

The body banged, and the three of them shook to the ground with a muffled snort.

Yanhuang rose up, rushed in front of one of them at the fastest speed, cut his throat with a single knife, and went around the latter's back.

"what--"

At the same time, the meat cutter with his right hand cut out again and again, and the gray-clothed man on the left and right fell silently and died like a piece of wood.

In the next second, Yan Huang, who used the corpse to defend his back, kicked out repeatedly, and three flying knives arced and shot forward.

The gray-clothed man who was half a beat behind had no time to attack Yanhuang, so he could only use his weapon to chop off the thrown knife!

"Dangdangdang!"

Three beeps sounded in succession, and three flying knives fell to the ground, showing the strength of the man in gray.

It's just that before they showed their relieved smile, Yan Huang had already coughed and threw himself in front of them.

"Wow!"

The silhouette flashed, Yan Huang instantly narrowed the distance between the two sides.

A man in grey clothes didn't seem to expect him to be so perverted, his cheeks instantly twisted and deformed, he took a step back suddenly, and his saber slashed forward.

"call!"

But Yanhuang in front of him seemed to suddenly incarnate into a ghost. The man in gray only felt a flower in front of him, and the blade pointed out that there was no one.

But there was a touch of coldness in the throat.

"Swish..."

The sound of paper cutting sounded clearly, a burst of blood burst out, and the attacker fell heavily to the ground.

In the next second, Yan Huang's sword moved to the side to block the two enemies who took the opportunity.

When the blades collided with a piercing sound, Yan Huang pressed on by two more points, and the blade made an arc.

The bodies of the two shook slightly, and then died with wide-eyed eyes.

After killing more than ten people in a row, Yan Huang tore a path of blood abruptly, but before he could continue to charge forward, dozens of gray-clothed masters flashed in the shadows.

The spear young man leaned on a tree trunk and poured a mouthful of Maotai puree: "Kill!"

More than 30 gray-clothed men drew their swords together.

Each of them is fierce and sturdy, each person's face is as indifferent as an iceberg, and everyone's eyes are full of murderous tiger and wolf.

The action of drawing their swords and pushing forward, the tacit complementing cooperation between each other, and mutual cover all show that they are a weapon of murder.

"Want to keep me? Not so easy!"

Yan Huang still didn't panic on his face, and sneered at the spear youth. The next second, he suddenly moved.

Not moving like a mountain, moving is the stormy sea!

Yan Huang's right foot suddenly lifted, and then stepped out against the construction garbage in front.

"Boom!"

The half-meter-high construction waste was cracked by Yanhuang's foot. The cracks spread instantly, and all the stones, tiles, soil, and sand burst out.

Then, Yan Huang's left foot sank again, the ground under his feet cracked, and countless cement blocks jumped up like marbles.

Yan Huang yelled, stepped forward, and slammed into the cement block.

"boom!"

There was another loud noise, and as the laser light passed by, everyone had an illusion.

They only felt that Yanhuang was vague at this moment, as if a layer of fog enveloped him, and then his shadow was swallowed by the dust.

In their trance, all the construction waste and cement stones blasted over, like an unstoppable mudslide.

The spear youth's face changed slightly, and he shouted with a wave of the spear: "Be careful!"

"Fuck!"

The sharp breaking sound filled the plank road, and instantly bombarded the gray-clothed man.

There was a muffled sound that kept sounding, as if the entire plank road had been swallowed, and then dozens of people in grey clothed back again and again, splashing blood on their bodies.

The encirclement collapsed instantly, and fell to the ground one by one. Fortunately, there was no trauma on his body, but his face, neck and back of hands were scarred.

Someone was hit in the mouth by a stone, and their teeth fell with the blood, screaming one after another.

"Wow!"

At the moment when the encircling circle was broken, a figure suddenly burst out, and the four gray-clothed men were knocked down with a knife in his hand, and the young man with a spear was directly taken over.

"Wow!"

A knife stabbed lightning like a slash in the air.

The cold light of the blade lighted the eyes of the spear young man, and made his hair stand upside down, and he instinctively fell to the sky.

At the same time, he reclaimed his spear.

"boom!"

Like the pouring of mercury, the spear young man fell to the ground, and the entire plank road seemed to tremble with his body.

He finally used a spear to withstand Yan Huang's attack before the meat cutter penetrated the center of his eyebrows.

There was a brief confrontation between the two sides. Yanhuang looked down on the eyes of sentient beings, and shot a light that was sharper than a knife.

The cleaver can pierce the opponent's eyebrows with only one centimeter, but it's a pity that this centimeter distance gives him half a life.

Several gray-clothed men rushed up, and there were gunshots in the night sky.

Yanhuang could only let go of the spear young man, swiftly smashing a few opponents, and then ran to the forest in front.

"call!"

The spear youth didn't have the slightest nonsense. He just tossed at Yan Huang who had rushed out of the encirclement.

Vigorous.

"when!"

Naturally, Yan Huang knew how powerful the spear youth was, so he swung a knife backhand and slashed at the spear mercilessly.

When the spear landed, he also took advantage of his strength to go away, and a faint voice of Yan Huang came from a distance.

"Tell Mr. Dai, no one can kill me except Ye Tianlong."

"To kill me, call Ye Tianlong."

Ten minutes later, Dai's garden was brightly lit, dispelling the night and the cold.

Ye Tianlong, who was in the study listening to Dai Hulang's sacrificial matters, suddenly heard an unhurried knock on the door, and then the third uncle walked in.

He did not conceal Ye Tianlong, watching Dai Hulang calmly say: "He is very strong and ran away, but his waist was injured."

Dai Hulang faintly said, "How many people were dispatched?"

Sanshu responded respectfully: "Two groups of people, Xue Yihan leads the team."

"The two groups ran away. They are indeed strong."

Dai Hulang was calm: "But it's okay. He is injured, and his energy and physical strength are always worse. Then adjust the two groups of people to find out."

The third uncle nodded: "Understand."

Dai Hulang turned his gaze from his third uncle's face to Ye Tianlong, and looked at Ye Tianlong, who listened quietly but didn't speak much, and smiled kindly:

"Your brother, very strong."

Ye Tianlong was startled slightly, and then took the topic: "Yanhuang?"

He thought of the caravan at dusk, his face couldn't help but change: "It is Yanhuang that you besieged and killed?"

Dai Hulang stretched out his hand and shook the back of Ye Tianlong's hand: "Yes, in West Lake, I have to dig a few people, but I can still dig out."

"It's better to strike first than to fight back after being hit hard by the opponent."

"I just didn't expect that Yanhuang was stronger than I thought. He ran away from both groups of people in the siege and only suffered a small waist injury."

Ye Tianlong sighed: "He crawled out of the dead, and he can survive in the first place. How could he be besieged so easily?"

Dai Hulang suddenly asked: "You said, his waist was injured, where would he go for treatment?"