Dragon Blood War God Returns

Back mountain.

A bright moon hung in the vast sky like a jade plate.

The cool wind is blowing. The night is very beautiful tonight.

But at this time, Chen Xiaozui was not in the slightest mood to enjoy the scenery in front of her. She saw such fear and despair for the first time in her life.

Next to her stood Wei Zhuang with an evil face. Behind her were at least 500 murderous and fierce people.

Less than 20 meters away, there are Han people. The number is at least three times that here.

"Wei Zhuang, I think you are tired of living. Do you know what the consequences are if you oppose me?"

Han cehu stood directly opposite, his voice was very cold, "today, I will cut off your head to sacrifice the black lion!"

"Tiger, when did you become so wordy?"

Wei Zhuang's tone of voice was still feminine. He didn't show any timidity in the face of the Han family who was at least three times his own.

Because he has two cards he has worked hard for a long time today!

Since the fall of the Zhou family, he has never been willing to be the second person in the underground world. He has prepared for today for a long time.

In fact, even if Chen Xiaozui doesn't find him, he will start this day sooner or later. Chen Xiaozui is just icing on the cake for him.

"Your Han family has a great career, and your han cehu is even more famous. In my opinion, you are just a reckless man who can only rely on more people and bully fewer people."

The disguise smiled faintly.

Han cehu smiled coldly, "don't fucking excite me here, but since you say so, I'll play with you, LAN sang!"

The voice fell, and suddenly a man slowly walked out of the crowd.

The man has wheat skin, strong physique, long naturally curled hair and ghost like cold eyes covered by a wisp of sea.

With the appearance of this person, the surrounding temperature seemed to drop several degrees suddenly.

"Well, this must be the legendary number one general under your command, LAN sang with the title of Prince Muay Thai."

Wei Zhuang still didn't show any fear, but moved forward slowly step by step, "in this case, I'll meet you, the prince of Muay Thai first!"

While talking, the disguised body suddenly came together, and the rear toe was hard. The whole body was shot towards the opposite side like an arrow.

At the same time, his right hand flashed out a palm wide machete from his back.

Shua——

Wave a knife!

LAN sang instinctively turned his body to one side, and the blade almost wiped LAN Sang's cheek.

But Wei Zhuang seemed to have expected this. With a slight shake of his wrist, the sliding blade suddenly changed its direction towards the side.

Shua——

The speed of this knife was very fast, the cutting angle was very tricky, and it was unexpected, which almost blocked all the retreat of LAN sang.

The blade just scratched hard at LAN Sang's throat!

All this is between lightning and flint!

If the camouflage is successful, turn and retract the knife.

His eyes flashed cunning and cold, "tiger, it seems that the number one general under your command is nothing more than that."

This is one of Wei Zhuang's two cards.

Over the years, he has remained anonymous. No one knows that he was the crazy knife that once moved the whole North.

It is not that he is low-key, but that he is ready to use this card in the most critical place. Now, the time has come!

He wants to eradicate Han cehu and become the first person in Jiangbei underground world!

As soon as LAN sang dies, the other party will lose morale. At that time, he can play his second card

Boom!

However, at this time, Weizhuang suddenly felt a strong wind coming from behind!

He suddenly turned around and just wanted to wave a knife, he saw that Lan Sang's knee had hit his chest.

Wei Zhuang's pupils suddenly shrunk and tried his best to withdraw his body, but the other party's speed was too fast. At least half of the strength of this knee still hit his chest.

Poof——

Even so, Wei Zhuang's whole body flew upside down and spewed a mouthful of red blood from his mouth!

"You..."

Wei Zhuang stared at LAN sang with an incredible look on his face. He clearly remembered that the knife was firmly drawn to the other party's throat just now, but how could it

"Wei Zhuang, look at your knife."

Han cehu sneered.

Wei Zhuang couldn't help looking at the machete in his hand. When he saw the scene in front of him, his whole face turned white!

This machete, which has been with him for more than 20 years, is made of refined iron. It is enough to cut iron like mud. At this time, the blade is curled into serrations!

Look at LAN sang again. There's not even a mark on his neck!

"No way, no way!"

There was a flash of confusion and inconceivable in Wei Zhuang's eyes. He absolutely didn't believe that someone could resist his disease with his body!

"What's impossible."

Han cehu said with a gloomy smile, "you only know that Lan sang is the prince of Muay Thai, but he has two identities like you."

"Wasn't your nickname crazy Dao? Coincidentally, LAN sang used to have a nickname called copper corpse!"

"What, copper corpse!"

Wei Zhuang's pupil shrank suddenly, and his face was full of incredible words.

No wonder his knife didn't cause any damage to the other party. It turned out that Lan Sang was a copper corpse!

Copper corpse was also famous all over the world in those years. Compared with the other party, the name of his crazy knife is a big witch.

As the name suggests, the bronze corpse has abnormal horizontal practice Kung Fu, copper skin and iron bones. It is said that bullets can't get in. Now it seems that it's better than that!

"Wei Zhuang, do you cut your head yourself, or do I cut it for you?"

Han cehu smiled, "I think it's better for you to do it yourself. At least you can have a decent life."

"Tiger, you'd better stop today!"

Wei Zhuang bit his teeth and said, "even if you kill me today, I can still hurt your strength. It's not good for your Han family!"

"Badly weakened?"

Han cehu suddenly laughed, "Weizhuang, Weizhuang, I always think you are a man with city government. Why are you so simple today?"

"It seems that you don't want to be decent today. In that case, I'll help you be decent!"

Then Han cehu said in a deep voice, "go and cut off Weizhuang's head!"

LAN sang flashed a touch of Yin cold in his eyes and walked towards Wei Zhuang step by step.

"Tiger, you forced me. Do you think I have only one card!"

Wei Zhuang suddenly burst out, "give it to me!"

Shua Shua——

Suddenly there was a sound of the drawing a knife behind him, but no one stepped forward.

"Deaf? I told you to..."

Wei Zhuang suddenly turned around and denounced, but just halfway through his words, the whole man was stunned in place.

He brought nearly 500 people this time, but in the blink of an eye, most of them fell.

Dozens of people were left with bright long knives in their hands, and blood dripping down the blade.

"You... You betrayed me!"

Wei Zhuang roared angrily.

The first one gently shook the blood beads on the sword and sneered, "Grandpa Wei, you're wrong."

"We have seventy-two swords in the northwest. We have long been the people of brother Hu. Otherwise, do you really think we can be a little brother to your shady dead eunuch?"

Han cehu smiled coldly, "Weizhuang, don't think I don't know what you've been playing these years."

"Secretly develop their own forces. They think they are seamless, but they have long been under my control."

"Seventy two knives in the northwest have long been my people. They stay with you just to see what tricks you want to play."

"But you're smart and take them as your secret trump cards. Ha ha, Wei Zhuang, you'll admit your fate today."