Chapter 1833: Nine Kings gather together to disturb the capital 6

Although Yang Huainian was shocked by Nanshou's fist, he was not injured. He just looked at the young man who was like the god of death coldly and said, "Okay, okay, you are the third person who can force me to make me Yang Huainian out of my sword!" After saying that, he flipped his right palm and a crystal light rose from his palm. The force emitted with strength formed a thick and free body of force, which scattered out in all directions.

Nan's hand has never moved since he had just made a move, just like a mountain, as if he was still in place, like a sculpture, or like a black breath.

When the other party became quiet, Yang Huainian calmed down and adjusted his body's strength to the best. As Yang Huainian finished speaking, his body swept, Yang Huainian flew up first, and turned sharply. The weapon in his hand triggered the surrounding wind ions to form a huge wind spiral knife, stomping towards Nanshou's body. This move was like breaking through the mountains and seas. In Yang Huainian's heart, no one dared to take over the move he was trying hard.

This idea changed immediately after a moment. Not only were there people in the world able to take this move, but it was so shocking that they could only hear the black breathing sound coming out of Nanshou's throat.

Yang Huainian's sword-out speed was so fast that he could only use one thousandth of a second to be used as a unit. However, these words were absolutely endless in one second, but these nine words slowly entered his ears, as if time and space were also staying for the Nan Hand, and the world seemed to have become slower. Yang Huainian's sword was faced by Nan Hand's arm, and the fierce fist force pushed Yang Huainian high up.

This feeling is as clear as an impression engraved in the heart. It seems to be a slow motion of the movie, and every detail is remembered. However, in the battle, such feeling can only be described as terrible. It seems that the other party has controlled your thinking, allowing you to feel every injury, and allowing you to feel the physical pain that has been ignored.

Yang Huainian was shot high, and the strength of the young man in front of him was beyond his imagination. Such power had surpassed his eyesight.

Time seemed to suddenly calm down, and a complex smell floated in the air. Under Nan's hands and feet like a god of killing, Yang Huainian widened his pair of eyes, looking at the scene that he would never believe if he hadn't really experienced it. He smiled and said with a self-deprecating smile: "It's actually defeated so miserably, so miserable."

"Do you still want to fight again?" Nan Hand, who exuded the black flame breathing on his body, raised his lips slightly toward Yang Huainian, who was struggling to stand.

Yang Huainian smiled bitterly, and the bitterness on his face exchanged with the bitterness in his heart. He looked at the young man who broke the myth of the Green Gang's invincible myth: Can he stand again?

The ground was covered with blood, and the two sides were still fighting fiercely, but obviously, the eyes of the Qing Gang looking at the blood gang were filled with fear. Looking at the depressed Qing Gang members, Yang Huainian knew that he had been defeated and completely defeated without any regrets. He defeated himself and the Qing Gang in a noble and open manner. As a hero of a generation, Yang Huainian immediately stopped the massacre war without hesitation.

Under Nanshou's instructions, the blood clans also stopped fighting.

"I was convinced by my defeat. Today I will make a vow here that as long as I, Yang Huainian, will never step into Shanghai for one day." Yang Huainian raised his hand and roared with a long roar. The sadness in the roar was enough to fill the entire dark city!

"Gangmaster Yang, don't you understand what my Blood Sect meant?" Nan Shu opened his eyes slightly and shot straight away.

Yang Huainian trembled, stumbled backwards, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

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"Gangmaster.

Cheng Feng, covered in blood, hurriedly supported the shaking Yang Huainian.

Yang Huainian was really frightened at this time. He didn't expect that the other party's look would make him react like this. Didn't he do his best just now?

"Heroes come out of youth, they are really heroes come out of youth! In the future, the world will be your blood." As soon as the topic changed, the firm and unyielding expression returned, Yang Huainian looked at the young man with a solemn body standing in the wind: "The Qing Gang has been in the forefront for a hundred years since its founding, but I didn't expect it to be destroyed by my hands today. I, Yang Huainian, feel ashamed of my ancestors, hahaha. But the Qing Gang will always belong to the Qing Gang, and even if I die, I will not surrender to others.

"The bloody battle to the end, the bloody battle to the end...

Yang Huainian's drowning dating completely aroused the fighting spirit of the Qing Gang's children.

Nan looked at Yang Huainian in front of him and a group of Qing Gangs who were dying just now. The admiration in his heart emerged. The Qing Gang is worthy of being the Qing Gang, and Yang Huainian is worthy of being Yang Huainian.

"Old Master Yang, aren't you afraid that I will destroy you?

"Haha, I'm afraid, of course I'm afraid, it's only a matter of time to solve our problems, but the Qing Gang's children are all over the country, and a century-old foundation is not something you can easily move. You are very strong, and the blood sect is really strong. It is the strongest gang I have ever seen in my life. Whether it is combat power or murderous intention, it is not comparable to ordinary gangs. No wonder Changfeng will be involved in your blood sect.

"Since that's the case, why not give your brothers a way out?

"Haha, the king is the king, the loser is the bandit, there is no need to say much, I just want to ask if I, Yang Huainian, can I spare the Qing Gang for my life?

"Gangmaster.

"Gangmaster.

"Shut up!" Yang Huainian glared at everyone fiercely and looked at Nanshou with a calm expression.

"Is it OK? I will let go of the Qing Gang brothers with my life!

"Why is the old leader trying to make things difficult for me?" Nan Shu couldn't help but be moved by Yang Huainian's expression of looking at death.

The fact that a century of young people is so strong seems to have a close relationship with their leaders.

"Okay, but I don't want the life of Gang Yang. You can leave." Nanshou gritted his teeth and made the final decision.

"Hahahaha, okay, bloody people are true heroes. I believe that the Blood Sect will one day become the number one gang in China. Hahahaha... Uh!" Yang Huainian's eyes widened, and the red liquid in the upper neck and carotid artery was sprayed everywhere.

"Gangmaster.

"dad.

"Why is the old leader? Didn't I agree to you?" Nanshu didn't expect that Yang Huainian would break his heart.

"Haha, uh!" Yang Huainian looked at Nan's hand with a smile, and a trace of blood flowed down the corner of his mouth: "I, Yang Huainian, have never owed anyone in my life, and have never owed anyone before, and I will not have it now...

"Oh!" Nanshou sighed long.

"Chengyuan!

"Dad, I'm here!" Yang Chengyuan held Yang Huainian's hand in tears.

"Remember, from now on, the Qing Gang will not be enemies with him?

"Dad!" Yang Chengyuan looked at Nan Shu with anger, and the expression on his face had already told him his heart at this moment.

"Did you hear it?" Yang Huainian looked at Yang Chengyuan's appearance, and felt anxious and a mouthful of blood sprayed out.
Chapter completed!