Wu Sheng starts from strengthening

Chapter 109: One Enemy Three
"boom!"

Ke Lisi kicked Zhang Wanglian with the heavy gallows for more than ten meters, and fell heavily to the ground.

Da Tan's blood spilled from Zhang Wang's mouth and nose, staining the surrounding ground blood red.

"Look!!"

The eyes of Mo Yi and the three Aoki Gang deacons turned red, and they all roared angrily, and rushed towards the place where Zhang Wang fell.

"Chong!"

The members of the Yongfu gang who surrounded the hall drew out their weapons and waved their blades to block their attack.

"Go and save them, I will stop him."

Mo Yi quickly said something in a low voice, turned the direction, and the strength between the knuckles and tigers surged, bringing a strong wind pressure, and hammered Ke Lisi with the power of anger!
"boom!"

Fighting each other with fists and swords, even if they fought hastily, Mo Yi retreated three steps, and Ke Lisi retreated five steps in a row.

Ke Lisi flipped his wrist, and said calmly: "As expected of Tiger Mo Yi, the Bone Crusher Fist is extremely domineering and terrifying."

Mo Yi squinted his eyes slightly, ignored his words, and looked at the two people behind Ke Lisi who were still sitting at the head and drinking tea indifferently.

Fan Chunming of the Yongfu Gang's Criminal Hall, Li Wei of the Miscellaneous Hall...

He was anxious, these two were relatively senior fighters among the eighth rank, it was already very difficult to deal with one, let alone three in front of him.

At this moment, he only hoped that Pan Ye, who was hiding in the dark, would return in time to report the situation to the gang when he saw the situation, and send more reinforcements.

"Huh~ It's useless to think too much, the only way to win a chance is to fight to the death."

Mo Yi took a deep breath, gave up the impatient thoughts in his heart, exerted force on his heels, walked on his waist, pierced his fingertips, and attacked first!
"Roar!"

In the noisy hall, there was a tiger-like howl suddenly, like the king of beasts descending, suppressing all the noises.

……

"what sound?"

Pan Ye, who was standing in a room full of women's clothes, twitched his ears, quickened his steps, and quickly moved towards the hall where the sound came from.

In order to avoid being discovered, he secretly sneaked in from another direction of the mansion, so he didn't notice the abnormality in the hall at the first time, until he heard the loud noise.

……

Mo Yi's eyes flashed brightly, and invisible force agitated, blowing the hair on his forehead and flying, his robes were rolled up, and the tyrannical aura of a pair of iron fists wrapping a tiger down the mountain enveloped Ke Lisi.

Different from his gentle appearance of Mr. Accountant, his Bone Crushing Fist is exceptionally powerful, and he has been following the second master all year round, and he has quite a bit of the essence of the martial artist's power.

The latter's face was serious, he turned over the soft sword in his hand, not daring to meet him, his feet trembled, like a butterfly piercing through flowers, avoiding Mo Yi's powerful and heavy attack.

But is it so easy for an eighth-rank warrior to attack with anger?

Every time Ke Lisi dodged, his body would be torn off by the strong fist wind, leaving a deep bloodstain on his fair skin.

After a while, his delicate dark green silk robe turned into a striped outfit, with his hair disheveled, standing twenty steps away from Mo Yi, holding a soft sword, panting slightly.

Mo Yi attacked ferociously, but was blocked by him in the end.

I really can't solve the annoying body skills quickly, so I'm in trouble... Mo Yi sighed in his heart.

"Master, the person has been saved, but Brother Wang seems to be dying."

At this moment, the handover of weapons and the anxious shouts of his subordinates came from behind.

Mo Yi didn't turn his head back: "Hurry up and go, I'll come back."

"If you want to leave, can you leave?!"

"Teacher Fan, Master Li, please stop them."

clap clap clap...

"As expected of Mo Yi, the eighth-rank martial artist in the Qingmu Gang, in terms of strength, he can be among the top five."

The muscular Hall Master Fan sitting on the left clapped his hands and whispered to the short Hall Master Li next to him,

"Leader Li, you go and deal with those miscellaneous fish, and I will help Hall Master Ke."

Hall Master Fan drew his sword out of its sheath, stomped heavily on it, and it turned into a huge shadow and pressed on Mo Yi.

"Come!"

Facing the menacing two men, Mo Yi's eyes turned red, he let out an angry roar, and punched his fists together, his muscles swelled and his veins bulged.

The three of them surged at full speed and collided with each other.

boom! ! !
As soon as the soft sword, broadsword, and knuckles touch each other, within a few breaths, the three of them fought dozens of times.

Soon, a figure flew upside down and rolled around on the ground a few times before getting up in embarrassment.

"Pooh."

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Mo Yi knelt down on one knee, clutching a hideous knife wound on his abdomen that kept oozing blood.

With one against two, Mo Yi is still powerless, and the pressure doubles!

This is not the most dangerous.

On the other side, Hall Master Li has quietly touched around the deacon carrying Zhang Wang and others.

"How many miscellaneous fish are still trying to escape?"

Hall Master Li let out a wild laugh, and with iron claws in one hand glowing with a cold light, he reached out to a deacon of the Qingmu Gang who was fighting with the members of the Yongfu Gang.

The person has not reacted yet, and the situation is in jeopardy!
"Who do you call a bastard?"

At this moment, an indifferent sound came from behind a closed door on the right, and then the door exploded, and a black shadow flashed past everyone's retinas.

The people present have not yet reacted.

I saw Hallmaster Li spurting blood from his mouth and nose, and he was thrown backwards at a faster speed, knocking over a dozen tables and chairs in a row, and smashed hard on the exquisite mural at the end of the living room, knocking out a big hole in the wooden wall, passing through There was a big hole, and his figure could still be vaguely seen rolling backwards.

"Leave everything to me."

All this happened too quickly, Mo Yi trembling, touched a boiling blood pill hidden in the hidden pocket on his waist, ready to fight desperately, when he heard an understatement voice in his ear.

In the blink of an eye, a figure standing with a gun appeared in front of him, blocking Mo Yi behind him.

Looking at the strange man who suddenly appeared in front of them, Ke Fan and Fan looked at each other and shook their heads, expressing that they had never seen this man before.

They were about to ask.

Pan Ye's figure suddenly blurred in front of him.

The pupils of both of them shrank suddenly.

An idea flashed through my mind.

This person is so arrogant, actually trying to fight two with one?

Before the gun arrived, the scorching breath had enveloped the two of them.

Both are old Jianghu who have been fighting all the way, the two just had a sudden change in their hearts, and each used their own methods to concentrate on dealing with the person in front of them.

Ke Lisi danced imperceptibly with a soft sword in his hand, and the sharp silver light wove into a giant net of death.

Master Fan's saber movement was simple, he raised the saber and slashed fiercely at Pan Ye's head.

"Chong!"

The three weapons collided together.

The complexions of the two people opposite Pan Ye changed drastically at first, and then turned red. They couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. They backed up by their hind legs for more than twenty steps, and fell on their backs on the messy ground.

"Monster, look at his appearance, this person is at the seventh rank at a young age?!"

Hall Master Fan trembled, his face flushed unnaturally, and after he finished speaking, he spat out another mouthful of hot blood on the ground, and hot breath escaped from the fresh blood.

Ke Lisi next to him was not much better, he didn't even say a word, and half sat up, his eyes were tightly closed, his face was distorted and painful.

(End of this chapter)