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This time, Hong ganged up with Greedy Wolf's group of seven and attacked a total of three parts of the Qing Gang. According to Hua Qianlou, they had to retreat within an hour regardless of whether the battle was over or not. Otherwise, once the Qing Gang recovered, it would be difficult to get out of the three parts of the Qing Gang.

"Alright!"

Seeing Po Jun's display of strength, everyone present sucked in a breath of cold air. Even Qing Gang's men were secretly cheering for Po Jun.

Gao Bu glanced at Nie Rongtian, who was sprawled on the ground and unable to move. He inwardly cursed, "He's really a piece of trash. To be able to get into 12 Golden Blade Masters at this level, he's simply dishonored!"

Gao Bu knew that it would be useless to rely on Nie Rongtian now. If he wanted to survive, he would have to rely on his own strength.

The temple street they were guarding was one of the most important halls of the Qing Gang, and right now the hall was missing. If he ran back like this, there was no way that the scorpion would punish him. Rather than being tortured by the hall master, it would be better to have a fierce battle.

Thinking of this, Gao Bu tried his best to suppress the stagnant qi in his chest, then he quickly circulated his internal Qi. He hid in a corner in the backlight, his right foot lightly touching the ground. He slowly infused his strength into his leg. Without his weapon, Gao Bu could only perform the leg technique that he was most proficient in.

Po Jun raised his arm, pointed his finger at Gao Dazhi and coldly said, "Let us fight with bare hands!"

Upon hearing Po Jun's words, the crowd burst into an uproar. The Hong Gang brothers were confused, "Brother Jun, why must you be courteous with this Qing Gang's enemy?"

"That's right, we can just take advantage of the fact that that guy doesn't have any weapons and go up to kill him, can't we?"

The brothers were bickering with each other.

Greed stepped aside with a cold smile on his face. He knew the reason why Po Jun did this. In fact, the reason why Po Jun acted this way was because he could tell that Gao Bu was not good at weapons, but at kungfu. Thus, the reason why Po Jun had fought with Gao Bu unarmed was because he wanted to completely defeat Gao Bu. As long as they could kill this Gao Bu, the remaining Qing Gang's sabremen would naturally lose their final fighting will. It would be much easier to deal with them.

Greed waved his hand and stopped the people from whispering.

When Gao Bu heard Po Jun's words, he could not help but be stunned for a moment. One must know that being merciful to the enemy on the battlefield was akin to being cruel to oneself. The Broken Army's pair of Splitting Mountain Axes had made them disappear, and they had nearly killed Gao Bu several times just now. To be honest, Gao Bu was very afraid of the Broken Army's Splitting Mountain Axe. If the Broken Army were to fight with the unarmed Gao Bu, Gao Bu thought that he had no confidence at all in beating the Broken Army.

However, to Gao Bu's great surprise, Po Jun actually abandoned the weapon that he was most adept in, and threatened to fight him barehanded. Gao Bu was good at using his weapons in combat. This decision of Po Jun's could only be described as him taking the short end of the stick, which was exactly what Gao Bu had in mind. If Broken Army's combat strength with Mountain Splitter Axe was 100 points, then after abandoning the axe, their combat strength would only be 60 to 70 points. To Gao Bu, this was undoubtedly a good thing for him.

"Crack!" "Crack …!"

With a flip of his hand, Po Jun pulled out his sharp axe. The heavy axe landed on the ground and, like a knife cutting tofu, pierced into the ground. Everyone was dumbstruck. They clearly saw that Po Jun did not use much strength, but that sharp axe still cut into the ground. This skill was truly terrifying.

At first, Gao Bu was worried that he wouldn't be able to defeat Po Jun. However, now that Po Jun had lost his weapon and Gao Bu saw the hope of victory, his heart was filled with confidence. He thought to himself, "You are courting death, you cannot blame others!" As he thought of this, Gao Bu's right foot drew an arc in the ground, and then he hit the ground with a whoosh, shooting towards Po Jun like an arrow leaving the bowstring.

Just as his figure flashed, he appeared five meters away from Po Jun. Without waiting for the shadow to disappear, he appeared right in front of Po Jun once again, waving his fist and pouncing towards him.

When Gao Bu's figure was moving, Po Jun had been keeping a close eye on Gao Bu's movement trajectory. However, when Gao Bu suddenly appeared in front of Po Jun, his incomparably fast speed startled Po Jun. Seeing layers upon layers of fist shadows coming at him, Po Jun raised his arm to block them.

Suddenly, the shadows of the fists all disappeared. Gao Bu's sinister laughter rang out. In the blink of an eye, he sprung up into the air and twisted his waist. His entire body made a 360 degree turn as he swept towards Po Jun's face.

Po Jun inwardly cursed in his heart. He knew that Gao Bu's earlier punch was a feint, and the true killing move was hidden within the latter part of the 'Whirlwind Kick'.

Caught off guard, the Broken Army could only extend their arms and protect their faces.

With a "peng" sound, Po Jun was sent tumbling backwards by this "Whirlwind Kick". However, he quickly stabilized his position in the air and landed on one knee.

Gao Bu's "Whirlwind Kick" had injected itself into the running speed and was extremely powerful. The kick was so powerful that his face was in pain. Although his arm had blocked the kick, the right side of his face still slightly swelled up. Po Jun looked at his right arm in surprise and realized that his arm was trembling slightly. It seemed that the strength of the Tornado Kick was very strong. If he had not used his arm to block the kick, he would have been seriously injured.

Po Jun thought to himself, "It looks like this fellow's leg techniques are really powerful. I'll think of a way to break his lower body movements."

After Gao Bu succeeded in his first move, he couldn't help but be secretly delighted in his heart, "Humph, putting down your weapon and fighting with me, you really don't place me in your eyes. Now I'll let you have a taste of my power!"

"Pfft!"

Gao Bu's right foot pointed forward and his right leg shot out like a lightning bolt, directly smashing into the face of the broken army. This kick was fast and fierce, bringing along a fierce gale as it came straight at his face.

Po Jun did not dodge. His right hand slashed out with a ferocious knife, aiming for Gao Bu's ankle. The dust on the ground was blown into the air.

Gao Bu did not dare to meet force with force and quickly withdrew his leg. He twisted his waist and lowered his body, using both his hands to support himself on the ground. The tip of his left foot made a spinning support point and his right leg swept out behind him.

Without waiting for his moves to become older, Po Jun suddenly changed his move and turned his blade into a claw, grabbing at Gao Bu's ankle.

Gao Bu felt his right ankle suddenly tighten as if something was holding him down. For a moment, he was unable to break free.

"Roar!"

Po Jun let out a wild howl, grabbed Gao Bu's ankle, and threw him out like a discus.

Whoosh! Gao Bu was thrown far away, falling to the ground. He glided for a few meters, then crashed into the wall with a loud bang. He almost fainted on the spot.

The crowd erupted into applause and cheers, the brothers of Hong Gang raised their blades and shouted together, "Hong Gang, victory is guaranteed! The Hong clan will definitely win! "

Gao Bu rubbed his bloated head as he leaned against the wall and stood up unsteadily. This time around, he was completely knocked out, as if all his internal organs were in the wrong place.

Gao Bu thought to himself: "This guy's brute strength is quite great. I can't possibly fight him in close combat. Just a single punch would be enough to kill him!"

The morning light was like a knife that slowly drew the curtain of the night, and a pale light spread out from the horizon. The curtain of darkness fell as the day began.

Po Jun looked at the sky, pointed at Gao Bu and said: "It's getting late, I'll send you on your way now!" As he spoke, Po Jun leaped out like a ferocious tiger.

He wanted to use his momentum to overwhelm Gao Bu, forcing him to not be able to fully execute his leg techniques.

Just as he was about to move, he felt pain in his right foot. Although the claw did not injure his tendons, it had caused his right ankle to become red and swollen, which made Gao Bu both angry and anxious. This leg was his killing weapon, and if even his leg was injured, he would have lost the final capital to fight.

"F * ck!"

Gao Bu cursed in a low voice as he endured the pain and rushed towards Po Jun.

When he was less than five meters away from Po Jun, Gao Bu jumped up in a nimble posture. He then shouted out loud, and a heavy shadow of his leg appeared in the air, enveloping Po Jun.

Gao Bu's injured leg had more or less affected the speed at which he executed his techniques. It had to be known that in a battle between two masters, even if it was a small and insignificant mistake, it could easily lead to failure.

The moment Gao Bu used the kick shadows that filled the sky, Po Jun's pupils suddenly constricted. His pupils were filled with dancing leg shadows, but right at that moment, he saw a flaw in those seemingly impenetrable leg shadows.

If Gobi's ankle hadn't been injured, it might not have had that flaw, but there were no ifs in this world.

Po Jun shouted as he reached out his hands to grab at Gao Bu's ankle.

Pow! Po Jun's hands pierced through the sky of leg shadows and suddenly grabbed Gao Bu's ankle.

The shadows of his legs dissipated, and Gao Bu's face changed drastically. With a whistling sound, he was grabbed by Po Jun and thrown to the ground, letting out a loud thud. With a muffled groan, Gao Bu's bones seemed to have been broken.

Before Gao Bu could react, Po Jun took a step forward and gripped Gao Bu's right ankle with both of his hands.

Ah ~

Gao Bu let out a bone-chilling howl.

Po Jun threw away Gao Bu's right foot, and suddenly stomped on his left ankle. Gao Bu was in so much pain that he almost fainted. His face was pale and cold sweat poured down like rain. His lips trembled as he said, "Kill … "Kill me …"

"Don't worry!" I will kill you! " Po Jun sneered coldly. He exerted strength in his legs and with a crisp sound, Gao Bu's left foot was crippled as well.

Po Jun walked up to Gao Bu and grabbed his right wrist. With a flick of his wrist, the bone in his right hand was broken as well.

"Beng!"

When everyone heard the sound of bones shattering, they couldn't help but feel fear and trepidation.

Tan Lang urged Po Jun from the side: "Alright, Po Jun, stop playing! I just retreated! "

Po Jun nodded his head, one hand quickly reaching for Gao Bu's throat, while the other grabbed his throat with force. "Brothers, retreat!" Greed called out to the people from the Hong gang.

The training of the people from the Hong Gang was very well done. After Greed gave the order, the crowd swarmed and retreated like a tide. Qing Gang's temple street was already without a leader, how could they dare to chase after them and throw their lives away?

Temple Street used to be Gao Xiong's most popular street for snacks, but now, it had already turned into a mess in an instant. When the Qing Gang's reinforcements arrived, the Hong Gang had already withdrawn from their area of influence as planned.