Qian Men Xie Shao

Chapter 0512

At this time, He Ziyang was like a tiger out of the cage. With a simple tap of the eyebrow stick, the other person's feet were hit, and that person fell directly to the ground, screaming...

"Bang..." Another two young men from the Tianlong Gang were picked up by He Ziyang and fell heavily to the ground. One person died, and at the same time, all the people he took care of lost their combat effectiveness...

At this time, no one dared to underestimate this wooden stick anymore. To be precise, no one dared to underestimate this young man. He Ziyang made a quick move, and the wooden stick in his hand beat down one by one of the Tianlong Gang boys, and at the same time quickly The direction of Nangong Xue was approaching, because at this time Nangong Xue was being besieged by several masters and was in a dire situation.

At this time, the Tianlong gang was dumbfounded. When they were about to win the Holy Dragon Society for the first time, a group of killers suddenly came. Isn't it a joke?

This time, dozens of small forces responded to Xiao Yuchen's order and formed a team of 1000 people. If they joined at the beginning, it might not have much effect, but now they can determine the outcome of this battle .

"Kill..." One by one held weapons and roared loudly, but Nangong Xue was in danger at this time. He was already bruised all over his body, and coupled with the long-term fighting, his physical strength was seriously exhausted. At this time, he was facing the four masters. The siege of the enemy can only be parried, and there is no way to fight back.

In order to save him, two powerful brothers fell in front of him, making Nangong Xue's heart shattered and his tiger's eyes flushed, but nothing could be changed. At this time, there were dozens of wounds on his body, but he still let two of them enemies paid the price.

"Go to hell..." One of the men shouted coldly, and slashed at Nangong Xue with all his strength with the saber in his hand. If it was in the heyday of Nangong Xue, he would have no less than ten ways to defuse it and injure it severely at the same time, but Now he was on the verge of exhaustion, so he could only dodge aside.

But when he dodged, he just fell into the trap carefully laid out by the other three. There were cruel sneers on the faces of the three, and the three sabers attacked Nangongxue from different angles.

One person slashed at Nangong Xue's throat, the second stabbed at his back, and the third stabbed at his heart... The three of them cooperated very skillfully. This seemingly ordinary cooperation is undoubtedly the most important thing for Nangong Xue now. A dead end, but he will never sit still.

I saw that he blocked the knife that was slashing towards his neck with one knife, and at the same time grabbed the war knife that was piercing his heart, and the blade cut through his palm...

But the saber in the hand of the man behind him was already infinitely close to his back, and seeing that he was about to end up dead on the spot, the brothers around him immediately exclaimed when they saw this.

"Boss..."

"Brother Xue..." Everyone exclaimed and shouted, but they were either too far away at this time, or they were entangled by their opponents and couldn't get away. They could only watch helplessly as the blade quickly approached Nangong Xue's body... …

"When..." At this critical moment, a wooden stick appeared in everyone's sight, and the sword was lifted away, and the crowd only saw a young man with glasses holding a wooden stick, blocking Nangong's blood. behind.

At this moment, Nangong Xue was also startled into a cold sweat. The palpitations of the rest of his life did not make him stop his movements. He shot like lightning, and grabbed the throat of the man in front of him who was caught by him with the saber. Hold it, twist it off without hesitation...

"Roar..." He Ziyang let out a roar, and rushed towards the man in front of him. The wooden stick in his hand danced airtightly. The man was able to keep up with He Ziyang's rhythm at the beginning, and he was barely able to block it.

However, as He Ziyang's speed became faster and faster, the man also felt very strenuous. When He Ziyang accidentally hit his temple with a stick, the man only felt a loud noise in his head, like Huang Zhong Dalu...

The man felt that the stars were popping up in front of his eyes, his head was dizzy, and his eyes were black. He shook his head forcibly, trying to keep himself clear, but how could He Qiqi give him a chance? on the ground.

However, He Ziyang controlled the strength just right, and knocked the man unconscious, but did not hurt his life. As for whether it will become a concussion, it is beyond his control.

In just a few minutes, He Ziyang took care of one person. Seeing that Nangong Xue was struggling to fight against the last two, He Ziyang rushed up without saying a word. The sect master and brother Yun both confessed that to protect Young Master Nangong, how dare He Ziyang neglect.

If Nangong Xue knew that he was the object of protection in Xiao Yuchen's mind, he wondered if he would be so angry that he vomited blood for three liters on the spot!

The wooden stick in He Ziyang's hand seemed to be given life by him. Sometimes it was like a big knife, and sometimes it was picked or stabbed, and someone had a spear, which caught the opponent by surprise.

After more than a dozen rounds, the man was hit on the wrist by his son's stick, and the saber in his hand flew out. Before he could react, He Ziyang swung four sticks in a row, beating the man until he vomited blood. Because all four sticks hit his chest...

There was no suspense. After a few rounds, the man was knocked to the ground by He Ziyang, and he was hit by countless sticks all over his body. At this moment, he couldn't help twitching...

Compared with He Ziyang's kindness and softness, the blood son Nangong Xue is much more violent. He has been besieged by several people before, which can be said to be full of anger. At this time, he raised the sword in his hand and slashed wildly at the enemy. Although the victim resisted the attack, his arms felt numb at this moment, and the tiger's mouth had split open at some point...

"Roar..." Nangong Xue yelled and kicked him on the chest. The man suddenly seemed to be hit by a car, his feet lifted off the ground, and his body flew backwards. At this moment, the man in Nangong Xue's hand He also flew out the sword that was already full of gaps...

"Chi..." The saber pierced through the man's chest, and the man died just as he fell to the ground.

"Master Nangong, are you okay?" He Ziyang stepped forward to support Nangong Xue, whose body was crumbling, and asked, Nangong Xue's injury was too serious, and his clothes were already soaked in blood. just fell down.

"Thank you..." As one of the Seven Young Masters of Kyoto, Nangong Xue himself is the young master of the Nangong family, so he is naturally extremely arrogant. It is unbelievable that he actually thanked He Ziyang at this time, but he is absolutely sincere. Yes, He Ziyang saved his life just now.

"You are welcome, the door master told Brother Yun to let me help you..." He Ziyang adjusted his glasses, and said with a smile, with an innocent look on his face, and those eyes, it was hard to let People are associated with the brave and invincible young man just now.