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Seeing Ma Yongzhen's pained expression, Niu Sanguang suddenly began to cry bitterly.

"I don't want to either. I really don't want to do this, but we can't win against R himself."

"So you were their lackey?"

Long Qi's voice was very calm, making it hard to discern his emotions.

Li Dao looked at Niu Sanguang, who was crying, and sighed in his heart.

The sound of battle could be heard.

A large group of people jumped out from every corner of the Emerald Pavilion. Some of them were members of the gang holding axes, while others were people holding swords. There were also R himself in a suit.

Li Dao scanned his surroundings and the longsword in his hand trembled slightly. A line of blood flew out from Niu Sanguang's neck.

Li Dao felt that this method was worthy of Niu Sanguang. At any rate, he had left an intact corpse for him.

Fortunately, his swordsmanship had improved by a lot. Otherwise, Niu San Guang would definitely have separated from him.

After spitting, Li Dao said, "It's not enough for me to die."

Seeing Niu Sanguang die under Li Blade's sword, Ma Yongzhen could not say anything. Li Dao was not wrong in dealing with him in this way.

"I didn't expect those three old things to be my lackeys. It seems like I overestimated them." Long Qi took out a fire engine and cigarettes as he sighed.

Ma Yongzhen's expression changed when he heard Long Qi mention the three of them.

"Oh no, Master Tie!"

With a cry of surprise, Ma Yongzhen rushed out of the door.

Their main targets were Li Dao and Long Qi. Seeing Ma Yongzhen rush over, they didn't stop him.

Long Qi frowned and looked around. "You really think highly of us brothers. Judging from this battle, there should be at least two hundred of us."

"What? Are you afraid?"

"What a joke, what am I, Long Qi, afraid of? Tonight, we brothers will kill to our heart's content."

Long Qi rushed out as he spoke and sent a person flying with a kick.

Li Dao did not hesitate and rushed forward with his sword.

Battle cries shook the heavens. For a moment, howls of agony and the sound of bones breaking were heard as flesh and blood splattered everywhere.

Although Li Dao and Long Qi were vicious, they weren't able to deter this group of desperate criminals.

From a single glance, one could tell that these people were deathsworn. In order to deal with them, the R Chamber of Commerce and the Ax Head Gang had even taken out their families.

Minutes and seconds passed. Li Dao's body was already covered in blood. Long Qi was panting, and his sweat poured down like rain.

However, none of those Death Soldiers retreated as they advanced one after the other towards Li Dao and Long Qi.

Li Dao was currently in a sorry state, but his condition was much better than Long Qi's.

As for Long Qi, he didn't have a weapon in his hand. When he met an axe or a katana, he could only dodge.

Moreover, he had to use all his strength when he attacked. Otherwise, it wouldn't be fun if he beat someone to death and allowed them to stand up.

Therefore, Long Qi's consumption was much greater than Li Dao's.

It would be fine if they had two hundred soldiers, but if they had two hundred Death Soldiers, it would be terrifying.

Even if two hundred pigs were standing there, it would still take a lot of effort to be killed, not to mention two hundred Death Soldiers.

As more and more Death Soldiers fell, the Emerald Pavilion became a living hell.

Those who fell were R. himself, and also members of the gang of the Axe Gang.

But Long Qi was already exhausted, but Li Dao couldn't save him.

If he wasn't careful, he might have died here, so he had to put in all his effort.

There were less and less people. Everyone's eyes were red from killing. Li Dao's eyes were red because he was exhausted.

Suddenly, a blood-curdling scream woke Li Dao from his stupor.

After killing all the enemies in front of him, he turned around and saw that Long Qi was bleeding profusely.

His left arm was completely cut off, and he rolled awkwardly on the ground, dodging the attacks of the Death Soldiers.

"Damn it, all of you deserve to die!"

Li Dao shouted as he raised his sword and rushed towards Long Qi's side. He glared at the remaining deathsworn. He had gone berserk!

Without caring about his own life or death, he slashed out again and again. Soon, the Emerald Pavilion quieted down, and only the heavy breathing of Long Qi could be heard.

Blood dripped from Li Dao's body. There was an enemy, there was also his own, and only the violet sword was spotless.

"Long Qi, hold on! Hold on for laozi!"

On the main street, a young man was supporting another young man with a broken arm.