One Three Silver Sword 1

He Changlong waved his body to let the man leave to do things, and then smiled quietly at He Bichao: "According to my plan, the guards in the front are enough to withstand more than a hundred enemies. The five mechanisms in the garden can kill thousands of enemies, and the inner guards of the He family in the back garden can also kill three hundred, so we will win."

"So many people die, the morale of the blood clan will inevitably be unstable."

Speaking of this, He Changlong smiled bitterly and said, "It's a pity that I underestimated the Blood Sect and even more underestimated Xiang Yufeng's courage. This time, he really wanted to destroy my He family, but he didn't care about what would happen if Macau had no longer our He family. It was precisely because I underestimated this that the Blood Sect made the Blood Sect go straight to the back garden and put us in a state of life and death."

The He family knew in their hearts that if the five organs killed 300 people in the front yard, the elite blood sect that reached the back garden would definitely be exhausted. Even if the Xiying still had 300 teams, the He family's inner guards could still use steel crossbow arrows to kill it, and then destroy the panic-in-one opponent in one fell swoop.

Unfortunately, the front yard was destroyed and the West Eagle appeared in the back garden and the morale was as bright as a rainbow.

Although the He family's inner guards destroyed hundreds of black-clothed brigades, it did not have much impact on Xiying and others. The remaining people were tired or injured, and they had no traps or killing maces. Naturally, they could not kill 800 enemies like they did just now. Perhaps 300 people would be enough to overwhelm them.

He Changlong pinched the delicate wine glass, raised his head and drank the last glass of wine, and then said with a gentle smile: "I inform Kang Dong that he can move."

"After all, I underestimated my opponent. I didn't expect that the other party would be so cruel. Did Xiang Yufeng never imagined that without the He family in Macau, what would happen here? "

Then he smashed the wine glass and the glass scattered: "Xiang Yufeng, Blood Sect, since you don't want to give me a way to live, don't blame me."

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In the inner courtyard of the He family, in a room without a trace of light.

Kang Dong closed his eyes tightly, hugged his Three Silver Sword, his arms were wrapped with bandages, and from time to time, he could see some blood seeping out.

The battle with Xiang Yufeng caused Kang Dong to suffer great injuries. Although the He family had a lot of money and spiritual medicine as a backing, it was difficult to recover without a month. At this time, Kang Dong only had 20% or 30% of the strength he usually had.

"Kang Gongfeng, the uncle has already given the order." In the darkness, a figure approached Kang Dong.

Kang Dong did not open his eyes, but nodded. Then, behind him, fifty or sixty figures suddenly stood up.

Kang Dong straightened his body in an instant, with a huge fighting spirit: "Get out!"

More than sixty people roared in unison: "Get out!"

Hundreds of people, three layers inside and outside blocked the back garden.

When Xiying and the man in black turned to Kang Dong, more than 60 members of the He family's inner guard were holding machetes, waiting for their arrival silently and indifferently. More than ten bloody corpses were placed between the two sides, and more than ten men in gray were scattered out to visit.

Xiying and the man in black shrank their eyes. They knew that these He family guards were hard, otherwise they would not have been able to kill more than ten of their subordinates. After they broke the trap in front, they sent people to cover them up one after another, but they did not expect that they would die silently.

Thinking of the tragic tragedy when he first entered the park, Xiying attached great importance to the people in front of him.

Xiying squinted her eyes and looked at Kang Dong up and down. From the three silver sword in Kang Dong's hand, Xiying knew the identity of this person. Xiying smiled slightly: "Are you Kang Dong who led people to besiege my son?"

"You are the Blood Gate West Eagle."

"What a pity." Xiying smiled, and he looked at Kang Dong's white bandage wrapped around his arms and said, "Tonight, you must die. I will not let anyone go, dare to hurt the young master."

"I use a gun, you must undoubtedly, don't say I bully you." Xiying shook the sand eagle in her body, took a machete from the hand of a blood disciple beside her, and looked at it again. The dozens of people behind Kang Dong, from the murderous aura that showed the dozens of people, could be seen that these people were definitely not ordinary people, and they spoke in a plain tone: "I didn't expect that the He family had such a powerful guard hidden, which was beyond my expectations. Unfortunately, there were fewer people, otherwise the outcome would be a bit difficult to distinguish tonight. It seems that God is going to destroy you."

"Can you win?"

Xiying nodded quietly and answered honestly: "I admit that the defense of Portugal Manor is far beyond my imagination. If it weren't for this variable, it would be difficult for three, four, and three hundred people to swallow you. However, as the general trend is going on, Kang Dong, you can't escape the fate of dying."

"Master Xiying, he is mine." The man in black came out and glared at Kang Dong.

"Come!"

"Hmph, you are not qualified to fight with me?" Kang Dong glanced at the man in black with disdain.

The man in black was aroused by Kang Dong's contempt at this time, and the man in black was extremely embarrassed when he entered the park, so under this situation of controlling the overall situation, he tried to move back to a game and get a lottery, so he took a machete in one fell swoop: "Kill them! Kill Kang Dong! Kill!"

As he shouted, hundreds of black-clad brigades rushed over.

Although they had seen the domineering and powerful guards of the He family when they entered the park, the black-clothed brigade still rushed like a river water. They held the machetes tightly in their bodies. The roughness and coldness of the hilts made them feel infinite confidence, and the large number of people made them violent and violent.

The leader of the He family's inner guard lifted the knife with expressionless expression, and there was no different emotion in his eyes. He could only calmness, indifference and determination to kill. His indifference to his life fulfilled the determination of Kang Dong and his wife. The machete in his body shone with a chilling light, and then bounced out.

More than 60 members of the He family's inner guard rushed forward with the courage to move forward.

Both sides were like two torrents of different colors, and a fierce frontal collision came. Both sides let out deafening shouts of killing, and the shining sword light made the rain cold. The back garden, which had just been quiet, boiled again, and in an instant it turned into a hell on earth.

The members of the He family's inner guards have the body to fight against ten, and they also have the courage to not be afraid of life and death, but they are more or less injured, and the people are already in a state of great momentum when they come here. Therefore, facing the large number of people in black clothes, they can only barely stabilize their positions but have no ability to charge.

"Kang Dong, you're dead."

After the man in black swung his body to make people entangle Kang Dong's last guard, he mobilized more than a dozen blood gangs to surround the latter. Xiying wanted to send extra human body, but he stopped him. The man in black who was born with a grudge would rather see Kang Dong and be pinched to death by himself little by little like an ant:

"Master Xiying, just help kill the guards."

A man in black is a little Kang Dong:

"I'll do this old man!"

Xiying sighed helplessly. He knew that the man in black was definitely not Kang Dong's opponent, but he knew that if he rejected the man in black at this time, it would definitely make him feel resentful. Even though Xiying was not afraid, this person was Xiang Yufeng's friend after all.

Xiying said with caution and asked his troops to encircle and annihilate the He family's inner guards. More than 100 blood gang members pressed up and waved around with tacit machetes. The He family's inner guards immediately retreated step by step. After leaving more than ten corpses, they were forced to fight tenaciously against the wall.

The man in black didn't even look at the battle around, but just stared at Kang Dong coldly.

More than ten blood disciples slowly surrounded Kang Dong and slowly surrounded him. However, before the encirclement was approaching, Kang Dong had already raised his head and looked at the recent blood disciple. There was no trace of emotion in his eyes, but just indifference.

The rain keeps drifting in with the cold wind.

Kang Dong slowly stretched out his body to hold the Three Silver Sword. Just as his thick fingers were holding the cold gun body, the ordinary black clothes on him quietly flapped, and countless raindrops blew in from outside the door were bounced into fine gouache, like mist and blown away steam.

Xiying's body could not help but shock: What a domineering momentum.

When Kang Dong raised the long-lost Three Silver Sword, he, who had always been violent and lustful, suddenly became murderous, as if he had become another person. The cold raindrops at the door seemed to have felt something, shaking, tilting and silently avoiding it, and no drop drifted in front of him.

Kang Dong stood like a black-armored demon god, standing with a spear.

The blood gang's son rushed up, but his pupils suddenly contracted when they were close to three meters:

Kang Dong is born!

The sword roars through the air!

Although Kang Dong faced them alone, the Blood Sect's children clearly felt that he was possessed by a war god at this moment, as if he had entered the three armies like the King of Chu in the past. He was so arrogant and so calm that the Blood Sect's children could not shake their momentum, but he was confident that he could retreat.

But they were all wrong.

Just one sword.

The storm stagnated.

The Three Silver Swords, like a demon dragon with its head held high, pounced on the throats of the Black-clothed Team members unscrupulously. Even though they had jumped back and were half empty, even though they were still three meters away from Kang Dong, the momentum of the sword split their spirits like a sharp blade.

Can't stop it. It really can't stop it!

That sword indirectly slashed the throats of eight black-clothed brigades.

"kill!"

Kang Dong turned around and had three more heads flying.

The eleven blood clans who were besieged were wiped out.

With a sword in my body, who can stop it?

The man in black sucked in a cold air, and Xiying also became solemn.

I thought that Kang Dong, who was seriously injured, would not cause too much danger. Unexpectedly, when Kang Dong used that sword, they knew that they were wrong. The old guy was far higher than them, and his incompetence was just a cover-up he had always been.

The two of them thought that dozens of black-clothed brigades could stubborn Kang Dong to death, but now it seems that there is a little more variable. Although there are more than a hundred people, they may not be able to stop Kang Dong, who has the advantage of the territory. The man in black even felt a little uneasy and quietly took a step back.

He was afraid that Kang Dong's beast would rush to kill him.
Chapter completed!