Chapter 417

King Qiao's moves are very simple, just like Taiji. However, every time he plays, he must die.

Within a short period of time, seven or eight people died in the hands of King Qiao. He stood in the snow, surrounded by more than 20 people. He coughed gently and picked it up with his hands. The blood in his palms could be seen: "it seems that he is really old. If you move a little, you can get blood."

People around also saw this scene, do not know who called, more than 20 people again toward King Qiao, the latter raised one hand, a simple gesture, a knife was tightly held by him.

Suddenly, the man holding the knife felt the pain of bursting at the mouth of a tiger. King Qiao's knife was in his hand, and he suddenly and directly swung it. The five assassins stopped and fell to the ground.

But Lord Qiao's cough is even more fierce. Maybe he is a master level figure, but that was also a matter of decades ago. Now he is just an old man, and it is great to be able to fight with dozens of people.

Other people also know that King Qiao is a remnant at the moment, but even so, no one rushed to kill him. After all, no one did not cherish his life.

Even if the tiger lost its teeth, it was still a tiger. Even if the king was lonely, he was still the king.

At the moment, Lord Qiao is a true portrayal. His every attack is as stable as Mount Tai. Even if his body will fall down at any time, he looks surprisingly calm in the face of more and more people besieging him.

As he said at the beginning, he can die, but not now.

Dozens of people just circled around him without attacking, but Lord Qiao was not waiting for others to kill him. He bent down and swept, and the ice and snow on the ground went towards the people around him, temporarily covering their sight.

Taking advantage of this gap, Lord Qiao quickly approached the front-end people. His thin left hand stretched out and gently twisted a person's neck. The man fell to the ground like a cartilage snake, and his throat was completely pinched at that moment.

He didn't go to see the man who was killed by himself. His left foot quickly touched the other three people. It seemed that he didn't use any strength. However, the three people flew out directly and knocked down several companions.

Just like a lion in the twilight gave out his final potential, King Qiao killed these people in a big way. Just for a while, the ground was covered with corpses, more than 20 of them.

But king Qiao's cough is more frequent, and the blood flowing out of his mouth is more turbulent. As the saying goes, it can't be stopped.

But even if King Qiao showed such a situation, no one else would dare to kill him. Just now they thought that Lord Qiao was old and old, but in this way, more than 20 of their companions died.

So they're just surrounded, ready to find the right opportunity to kill again.

"Lord, go!"

At this time, the black houwu, which was stained with blood and had two scars, broke through the people who surrounded him and shot him directly. He raised his hand and killed three people. King Qiao was behind him, and his body quickly broke through.

He did not look back, but roared: "ginseng, in the next life, we will still be brothers!"

The white ginseng killed a man with one hand and looked at the figure who had gone away with Lord Qiao on his back and laughed: "very good. We will still be brothers in the next life, and we will still follow the king."

Then he shot like a madman, and the knife he picked up in his hand swept the three bodies to a standstill and died. Although one hand of the white ginseng was broken, he stood there holding a knife, giving an illusion that he could not climb.

A knife alone block hundreds of people, white eyes in fear.

"Kill!" These people were also aroused by the white ginseng's bloodiness and ferocity in their hearts. Although they were shocked by the strength of the white ginseng, they knew that there was no way to go back to this stage. They would not kill Lord Qiao. Tomorrow, when the sun rises, it will be their death date.

The battle started again. Although the white ginseng broke a hand, he still stood there and killed everyone who tried to kill him.

After a round of charge, more than ten people died in the hands of the white ginseng. Until now, the white ginseng did not know how many people he had killed.

But he knew that he must stand here to give black Shouwu and King Qiao time to leave, otherwise his death would be nothing but death.

At this moment, there is no need for too many words. Only killing is the king's way. Everyone has brought the ferocity of human beings to the extreme, and the corpse under the feet of white ginseng is gradually getting higher.

"Sorry, I can't stop it."

In the place where the corpse was raised, the white man knelt on the ground, holding a knife in his hand, and did not fall down. He looked at more than 100 people killing in the distance. The white ginseng felt a trace of shame, as if he could not resist the pursuit of these people.

The rest of the people here slowly walk towards the white ginseng with a knife in hand. The corpses piled up one meter above the ground make the white ginseng look like the God of death in hell. Their faces are covered with blood of killing. They look at the people who kill themselves, sneer and burn the final strength of life, and carry out the final fight.The wind stopped, the shouting and killing sound had disappeared. There were hundreds of bodies lying here, and the blood dyed red and the snow, just like hell on earth.

White people died, but at the moment of his death, he didn't fall down, and three knives pierced his body. But the white man supported the body with the only hand left, and his eyes were still firm. Even if it was death, he didn't want these people to walk by him.

Although it was the enemy, the rest of the hundred people all bowed to the white man standing in the snow, trampling on the body at his feet.

This is a strong man, a strong man worthy of their respect. Even at the moment of death, he never gave up his persistence. Three knives pierced his body, and stood there with one hand and one arm. It seems that it can not cool down all this by the storm and snow.

After more than 100 people bow to pay homage, they chase in the direction of Joe's departure quickly. The more than 100 people who started to go out may not leave him. They must support them quickly.

"It was a man worthy of respect, though he died in the end."

After those people left for more than ten minutes, Chu Feng came to the scene with yezixuan and his solitary life. Chu Feng looked at the body of the standing white ginseng. His fat face was indelible and firm: "take all their bodies and give me another separation. He is a person worthy of admiration!"

Ye Zixuan also admired the white ginseng, and then edited a text message to send out. One of the greatest uses she followed in Chu Feng was to deal with the hand tail. Although all of this was not caused by Chu Feng, she was willing to arrange.

Otherwise, hundreds of bodies were seen by the public, who knows what will happen?

"What are you going to do, I can't see it yet!"

"Go out a hundred meters away, ye Zixuan can not bear the curiosity in his heart and ask the exit, looking at Chu Feng:" do not tell me that you are just here to fight soy sauce, otherwise, you should tell him that someone has to do it to King Qiao! "

Chu Feng stopped to look at yezixuan: "you are so clever, be careful I will fall in love with you."

"Then you love it, I don't love you." Yezixuan snorted coldly, picked up the telescope and looked at the distance, frowning: "look at the situation, the Lord Joe can support it in less than ten minutes at most and will be killed."

"At that time, the Qiao power will fall completely in the hands of Joe 2. How many wins do you think you have?"

Chu Feng coughed softly and went on to the front: "I can come here, so there must be something to do. Lord Joe must die, but not now. It is against my original intention and official intention. That is not what I want to see, understand?"

"Can you not talk to me in such a way?" she frowned

"I don't dare to compliment you for your IQ!"

Chu Feng has learned how much Ye Zixuan's temper, did not care about a small blow: "but thanks to your high force value, otherwise, will be cheated by people will not be left, the body is cheated, the spirit is cheated, and another money is cheated."

Ye Zixuan with a small mouth, he hated to bite Chu wind: "Chu wind, are you going to hit me to be happy, are you abnormal?"

"Miss ye, I'm not hitting you. It's just to be honest." Chu fan stall hands, headphones came a voice: "wind is small, personnel are all in place, when do you do it?"

Chu Feng looked at the distance, and his left eye looked straight across the sword and saw the shadow of the sword: "when they can't see the hope of life, do it!"

When he went back there, he cut off the call. Ye Zixuan said with a small mouth beside him: "Chu Feng, what I do with you should be clear, but none of your recent things are frank with me. What do you think I am?"

"I think you are beautiful women, and I can arouse the beauty I am interested in." Chu Feng certainly can not tell Ye Zixuan what he wants to do. It is not because he doesn't trust, but he really can't keep up with the plan. He originally wanted to use boss Joe to achieve some goals, but he died. Chu Feng had to change his original ideas.

"You, this is the last time. I will tell Grandpa you don't listen to me next time I don't tell you!"

Yezixuan originally wanted to be angry, but she was a girl, and women could not stand the praise of others. Besides, Chu Feng was such a person: "I am not joking with you!"

Chu Feng knew that ye Zixuan would not be entangled again. He looked at the distant killing machine coldly: "I don't want to take any accident when necessary, at least temporarily!"

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