Kung Fu Soldier King

He was strong and heavy. The long stick was filled with strength. It was stronger than the refined steel stick. At this time, he knocked over several people on the spot.

The front one tried to raise his arm to block, but as soon as he came into contact with the stick, he heard a click, and his arm was completely broken on the spot.

After knocking over several people in front of him, Xiao Yan turned the long stick in his hand and was stabbed back by him.

The machete in the back man's hand was about to fall on the back of Xiao Yan's head, but it was suddenly stabbed in the abdomen by a long stick.

Poof

The man sprayed out the overnight meal, and the knife in his hand fell powerlessly to the ground.

As soon as Xiao Yan turned around, the long stick in his hand swung left and right, and knocked the two people who rushed up to the ground.

He patted to the left, and with his strength, he could shoot to the right quickly.

Moreover, he holds the stick in one hand and the other hand is back, which is quite elegant and relaxed.

After knocking over a group of people in the blink of an eye, there were a steady stream of people on both sides.

The long staff in Xiao Yan's hand is like a diving dragon going out to sea, swinging wildly left and right, and occasionally shooting back.

Although the people on both sides rushed left and right, Leng could not break through the place with a radius of one meter around him, and many people had fallen under his feet.

"Call West, is this the legendary Shinto dream of staff flowing?"

"No, it must be naive. Only that kind of legend can have such a high ability."

"I'm not sure he's the descendant of the help of dream right. Look at his kung fu. It's very charming."

“……”

The onlookers were stunned by Xiao Yan's stick technique, but they didn't know that this was not the big battle sect of Fusang, but the Wulang Bagua stick.

Yang Wulang once joined the army. He modified a kind of Kung Fu specially used in battle according to the Bagua stick. This is the stick technique used in group fighting. It's easy to fight.

The only drawback is that the mop stick is not as easy as the eyebrow stick, but in this narrow alley, the use of this short stick will not be limited.

Luoxi on the balcony on the third floor also looked silly and even forgot the pain. He just stared at the bottom.

Xiao Yan rushed to the left, and the people on the left were scared back and forth.

Xiao Yan suddenly turned to the right. The people on the right were frightened and trembled. They wanted to turn around and run away.

The place where he retreated was full of people, leaning more on the wall and making bursts of wails.

When he passed by, he was frightened to make bursts of screams.

Although it's just a stick, it runs through Xiao Yan's true Qi. It's solid and terrible. It's harder to beat people than an iron stick.

He knocked over more than 20 people on his face and hurt more people. Xiao Yan pressed the people in the long lane all the way.

There are about forty people left on both sides. They are still dark and can't see the end, but no one dares to move forward.

Those who hadn't been beaten in the back kept pushing forward, but those who had contacted Xiao Yan in the front didn't dare to move forward.

Xiao Yan took a breath and shouted at both sides in Fusang's words: "those who know the truth, get away from me. If anyone dares to block me, it's no longer a stick."

As he said this, he suddenly poked the long stick on the ground. This long bruised stick lost the support of his true Qi.

Pa

With a crisp sound, a long stick turned into more than a dozen pieces of broken wood.

Then Xiao Yan raised his feet, picked up two machetes from the ground, and then pointed to the side from left to right.

The thugs in black looked at each other, but no one dared to move forward.

The first dozen or so of them, whose legs kept shaking, were not only frightened, but also knocked by Xiao Yan with a stick.

Seeing that they dare not come forward again, Xiao Yan breathed and was going upstairs to find Luo Xi.

"Ah... Brother nine, help me..." just then, Luo Xi upstairs suddenly screamed.

Xiao Yan was stunned. Ignoring others, he suddenly jumped upstairs with a knife.

After several ups and downs, he had gone upstairs.

The third floor is still dark, but Luoxi is no longer on the balcony. And the door on the balcony was wide open.

The figure in the living room flashed, and then there was a whining voice. It should be that Luoxi was kidnapped.

In a hurry, Xiao Yan went into the living room.

As soon as he stepped into the door, Xiao Yan suddenly pressed his center of gravity back, and then returned to the balcony.

Just after he returned to the balcony, two Ninja knives were cut off in front of him, almost close to his face.

Sure enough, his inference was right. The other party was attacking him in this very clumsy way.

But he was really surprised. For now, these people should come for themselves.

Moreover, they not only sent out local underworld members, but also sent out these ninjas whose kung fu is not low.

After the two knives fell, the two figures also fell at the same time. It was really a guy in black ninja clothes.

It should be a man and a woman, because one of them has a bulging chest.

But Xiao Yan didn't want to appreciate these. He couldn't lose Luo Xi, otherwise he couldn't explain to Liu xiayingzi.

So when the two ninjas fell down, he made rapid progress, and the machete in his hand also cut off the head of the male ninja on the left.

The Ninja's body tilted and the Ninja knife went up, directly blocking Xiao Yan's falling machete.

The female Ninja next to Xiao Yan couldn't fight back. At the same time, the Ninja knife turned and went straight to Xiao Yan's throat.

Xiao Laojiu snorted coldly. Although he had only a superficial understanding of the joint attack skills of Fusang ninja, Xiao Laojiu had not paid attention to this level of ninja.

His shoulders were as steady as Mount Tai, but his feet didn't know when to lift up. He kicked the female Ninja's wrist with his toes before her Ninja knife fell.

The man screamed. It was obvious that his wrist was broken directly.

The Ninja knife in the man's hand fell down and retreated back in pain.

Xiao Yan didn't go after her, but the machete in his hand was forced to hook and pick. The male ninja who blocked him with a ninja only felt that the Ninja flew out of control.

He quickly grasped the Ninja knife with both hands, but at this time, Xiao Yan had raised his legs and kicked him on the chin.

As his jaw burst, the whole man leaned back and flew out.

Xiao Yan stepped forward a few steps and was horizontal with his falling body. The machete in his hand swept towards the side. The tip of the machete cut the laryngeal artery.

The male Ninja didn't get up after he fell down. He covered his neck, raised his head and screamed a few times, and then his head tilted aside.

The sweating female Ninja covering her hands next to her saw that the male Ninja was hacked to death in front of her as soon as she touched him.

He couldn't help it anymore. He roared. He grabbed the Ninja with one hand and rushed directly at Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan didn't care about this kind of injured ninja, which confused his mind.

He put his hand to the left and suddenly grasped the female Ninja's wrist. Then he pushed aside and pushed the direction of the Ninja knife to his side.

At the same time, he stepped forward and thrust his machete forward.

The blade is very blunt and has no blade. It is never used for stabbing.

However, after Xiao Yan used the machete, it was unique. Just listening to the puff sound, the female Ninja's belly was pierced.

The female Ninja was shocked, and then she stared at Xiao Yan.

Xiao Laojiu did not pull out the machete, but twisted the female Ninja's wrist. As soon as the latter's hand loosened, the Ninja fell.

Xiao Yan grabbed the Ninja knife and walked quickly towards the living room.

After he got used to the dim light, he could see Luoxi lying on the sofa in the living room, closed his eyes and motionless.