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a roar (2)

A roar (2)

Despite this, he was still fighting for fierce momentum to attack Wang Meng one after another.

No matter how sharp the opponent's power is, Wang Meng can always hit his power, and then he uses the opponent to fly back and kill members of the Tiger Gang crazily.

Wang Meng's eyes were filled with cold face, and clearly visible lightning flashed through his eyes, causing a raging flame.

The central area has long been a tired master, especially Wang Meng, who has successively removed most of his subordinates, the Tiger Gang members. Although Wang Meng and Ye Changfeng were taking care of each other, they could only focus on guarding.

The personal guard led by Wang Meng rushed in like a wolf and a tiger. The aces of the Tiger Gang passed by like a high-rotating air move, bringing bunches of blood and flesh flying everywhere

One after another, the elite Tiger Gang fell down, and no matter how many of the remaining Tiger Gangs resisted without fear of death, they still could not change this disadvantage.

It is not difficult to imagine that after all, this team is Wang Meng's personal guard, and it is a trump card carefully selected by him. In terms of skills alone, it is definitely not inferior to the elite of the Tiger Gang, and it is a master like Wang Meng who takes the lead in rushing to the death.

Wang Meng's hand was rising and falling, but his momentum was not lost. He waved his momentum and made a big ray of light.

As soon as the battle came, the Blood Sect suffered heavy casualties, but the morale of the members of the Tiger Gang increased greatly.

Even so, the members of the Blood Sect did not retreat and still held the sword light to retaliate, but the defense line was rushing backwards uncontrollably by the members of the Tiger Gang.

Ye Changfeng wanted to support the past, but was entangled by Wang Meng, who was very "aware of the opportunity". Ye Changfeng was so angry that he was full of evil spirits, and he used his power to vent his murderous intent on him, killing the other party in a mess.

But Ye Changfeng knew very well that he had suffered internal injuries and could only exert less than 30% of his strength at most. There was no problem in killing members of the ordinary Tiger Gang. At most, he was injured and injured. If there were no reinforcements, he would be really in danger.

Touching the whole body, trying to protect one place but being attacked everywhere

Wang Meng's personal guard hit the vital part of the Tiger Gang with one blow, and he was exhausted, fighting against two. Although he was not afraid of death and exchanged his life for his life, he was actually at a disadvantage. With exhaustion, his defense line also loosened.

When their potential is ignited, what will their fate be?

Withdrew his glaring glance, Wang Meng's face was cold and his blade shone brightly. Several blood disciples around him screamed and spurted blood to the ground, and his body twitched a few times, and then he died of anger.

At the same time, Ye Changfeng's offensive also arrived. The cold light transformed from the gorgeous film attacked Wang Meng's back. He thought he would sweep forward like he had just now and continue to kill members of the Tiger Gang, but this time, he obviously ignored that the other party wanted to end the battle as soon as possible than him.

The light flashed, the eyes flashed, but the figure in front suddenly disappeared

Wang Meng was shocked and suddenly felt a bad feeling. When he raised his eyes, he saw that the figure had already rushed into the air.

As his pupils contracted, the figure turned out to be contrary to the law of nature and stopped miraculously in the air.

"Ye Changfeng, your mission today ends here." Wang Meng sneered, and Lingkong's body suddenly fell sharply.

Wang Meng quickly stopped his leaning body, and his calm momentum changed when he stood up, and he turned into a slanted slant.

The sword disappeared, and a flying velocity appeared in Wang Meng's hand. He swung his hand and just hit Wang Meng's blade on the edge of the blade.

With the opponent's momentum, he was hit by this fierce force, and the figure in the air fell down quickly. He kicked out a few kicks with his legs, using his strength to leverage his strength.

Under the sharp series of attacks, although Wang Meng blocked the first few attacks with his elbow, he was finally kicked on his cheek as if he was struck by lightning. He groaned and was kicked away violently. As his mouth wide opened, a few teeth flew out, and then blood blew out from the corner of his mouth in the wind.

When he landed on the ground, Wang Meng's figure did not stop and rushed out like lightning. When his body was about to land, he swung and kicked again in the air.

Bang

Ye Changfeng's body swept back quickly and fell to the ground hard. He vomited blood in his mouth. If he hadn't been alert, he would have tried his best to twist his waist when he was kicked away, causing the opponent's foot to sway one inch. Only then did he avoid the fate of his internal organs and his internal organs being smashed on the spot.

But even so, Ye Changfeng was still seriously injured

Wang Meng wanted to continue chasing and killing the opponent in one fell swoop, but was entangled by his subordinates.

After killing all the members of the Tiger Gang around, Ye Changfeng had already been rescued by his subordinates.

He stared at Wang Meng coldly, and the sword appeared in his hand again. Wang Meng turned around like lightning and rushed into the elite blood sect. Wolves were like flocks of sheep, and the broken bodies scattered bloodily...

The members of this group of Blood Sect were originally the strongest, but they didn't know that the members on both sides were attacking and defending. However, they were the first to be seriously injured by the main general, with more than half of the members losing their morale.

Wang Meng didn't get too entangled and shouted coldly: "Half of the people left here, and the rest will come back with me."

Without pause, he turned around and went back to kill, but at this moment, Wang Meng's narrow eyes narrowed deeply

The potential of the elite group of blood sects has been exhausted, and they have fulfilled their responsibilities perfectly, bravery, loyalty, honor and dignity.

If they continue to fight, no matter how fierce they are, they will be in danger of exchanging their lives for life.

On the top floor of a building next to the square, there were many eyes looking down at the tragic bloody killing of the square below through the glass window. Everyone's brows were more or less slightly frowned.

Only one of the men in black did not even blink, calm and calm, as if the bloodiest Shura hell outside was just a very ordinary thing in his eyes.

Standing slightly behind him was a gentle middle-aged man, and around him were the young and strong men with falcon-like eyes shining like falcons

"It's time to take action." The man in black turned around and a light flashed in his calm eyes. The Blood Sect was able to withstand the attacks of so many people with a weak force. This was something he had not expected.

Wang Meng was surrounded by many tiger gangs. He looked at the Blood Gate General Hall in front of him, and a smile of a winner appeared on his face. But at this time, his face suddenly changed. Due to the sensitive sense of danger from the underworld, he suddenly felt a strong sense of danger, and the sound of "tick" sound that was far away and close to him seemed to sound in his ears.

"If there is a bomb, please dodge me and lie down." As he spoke, he jumped up in the air, rushed forward and lie down.

Although everyone received his reminder, they were stunned and had no time to react, and made a shocking explosion.

Suddenly a flame rose into the air, quickly making every corner of the room a sea of ​​fire. The building trembled, as if it was about to collapse, so shocked that all the Tiger Gang brothers who were not favored by the God of Death all fell to the ground and fell to the ground.

The glass of the window turned into pieces and fell downstairs. The rain was blown into the house by the wind, diluting the blood from the underground into a beach drop by drop. Fortunately, the bomb was just a small one, otherwise the headlines of major newspapers tomorrow would probably be considered as a bomb attack by the terrifying blood gate.

In addition to Wang Meng who suffered a little burning and two or three seriously injured, a few children of the Tiger Gang were blown out of recognition by this electronic bomb with a wide range but powerful force. They had broken legs and feet, and some even had their heads blown away, with blood and blood on their bodies, and they were terrified in death.

Wang Meng stood up crookedly, looking at the tragic situation like Shura hell, the cold murderous aura rose into the sky

Suddenly, a hand-raising Wang Meng burst out from the hall next door and smiled coldly. The sword suddenly rose up, and in the blink of an eye, the life of the Blood Sect member was ended.

"Don't let go of any one." In fact, Wang Meng's orders, the Tiger Gang members, who were so dirty by the bomb, also launched the fatal counterattack at the next moment. When did they, who were extremely glorious, have been insulted like this?

When dozens of gang members of the Tiger Gang reacted and caught up with the balcony, they happened to see a rope connecting to the tall building in the opposite block. More than a dozen blood gate members were climbing forward along the rope. Although they were shaking, they were extremely fast.

"Bang" sounded

"Bang" and "Bang" two sounds

Wang Meng quickly sideways and dodges the bullets shot from the corner above, while a disciple of the Tiger Gang around him fell into a pool of blood.

Wang Meng didn't think much about it, a hand gesture appeared in his hand, and gave him a gesture back with his back hand. The cold-blooded blood sect's eyebrows were Chinese in the middle, blood splattered, and he died on the spot.

The other people at the corner above saw that Wang Meng also had a stylistic support. The stylistic method was extremely accurate, and they couldn't figure out how many of them were suddenly restrained. They didn't dare to rush down again, but the bullets shot down one by one. The stylistic sound was loud, and the people from the Tiger Gang crawled helplessly on the ground.

Wang Meng frowned slightly. With his sensitive hearing, there were at least twenty style branches on it, which was a fatal threat to his side. It was impossible for him to have foreign players for the time being. In addition, the number of people was already small, and one person would die would be less powerful. Wang Meng would definitely not tolerate such a thing.

Wang Meng narrowed his cold eyes, looked around the surrounding environment, and whispered: "Ma San, cover me."

Wang Meng nodded

Suddenly, Wang Meng's eyes turned, pulled out the hand gesture from her waist, and turned it upwards with a sport. A group of the Blood Sect who secretly stretched out their heads and secretly observed the situation below was blown up by this impeccable move. They caused many bullets to hit back at the top. They were not enough and they were a little blind and randomly shot. Except for the ashes of the wall, they could not hurt a single person at all.

Wang Meng looked at the blood doors in the window, but his smile made him feel the bone-broken cold. He gently pushed open the glass window in the corridor and jumped out on the window frame. A wisp of cold murderous aura floated in from the window with the wind and rain. Everyone clearly felt that it was the smell of blood-sucking.

Wang Meng used the window lattice as a pedal and stomped hard, facing the rain that was pouring down, rising in the air, just like the light skills of the martial arts world, elegant and agile

His hand barely grabbed the windowsill on the fifth floor, and showed a piece of fingers, either too much or too little. If he was not careful, the large group of bloody people outside would definitely not be able to detect it.

Of course, their minds were not here at all. With Wang Meng's precise technique, the instant killing of the headshot barely resisted the opponent's powerful offensive and attracted all their attention. The killing battle made them cautious and had no time to care that someone would come in through the window.
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