Chapter 1204: :That's his woman

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Seeing Shangdao Sakura injured her left shoulder and splashing with blood, Li Nanfang, who was hiding in the woods on the left side of the valley, cursed in a low voice and hugged Kohler's sniper rifle with a crash.
Li Nanfang is not a professional sniper, but he is absolutely certain that he can blow Zanghe's head with one shot.
But when he was about to pull the trigger, he released it again.
Ueshima Sakura finally realized that she was no one's opponent after Zanghe beheaded for the third time.
No longer caring about her being a beauty and the majesty of the boss of the southern group, she hurriedly rushed to the left, and in time a lazy donkey rolled around, he would escape the fatal blow.
Fortunately, the other disciples of Broken Blade Flow around her were desperately resisting Gala and others, so that she escaped the bad luck of being beheaded by the cold knife.
"Where to escape, save your life!"
Seeing the arrogant arrogance of Ueshima Sakura, completely defeated by himself, Mr. Zanghe knew that this ultimate duel, there was no suspense.
Today, he will definitely be able to kill Sakura on the island on the spot.
Broken knife flow will still stand proudly in the east of the world.
More importantly, with the death of Sakura on the island, it is very likely that Dao Liu will take the opportunity to pick up the headless southern group of birds.
In that way, not only can it take over tens of thousands of brothers out of thin air, but it can also replace the entire drug industry in the southern monopoly empire.
And all this is just a need for Mr. Zanghe, now a desperate battle!
With a piercing sound, he roared at Mr. Kurakazu who threw the cherry blossoms on the island, and blood splashed on his right crotch.
It was Ueshima Sakura, who fell on the ground, knelt on the ground in time, and swept his right hip with a horizontal knife.
But what is this little injury?
It's just the last dying struggle of the enemy.
Mr. Zanghe grinned slyly, without paying any attention, with the fourth blade force.
Ueshima Sakura could only jump out of the diagonal thorn, and once again evaded in embarrassment.
Mr. Zanghe is in hot pursuit.
On the island, the cherry blossoms stepped back and went up the to the left of the valley.
At this moment, all the disciples of Broken Blade Flow have already seen that the most important moment in Broken Blade Flow's history has come-the heart that has never been before, so that the dozens of them who survived, screamed regardless of life and death. , Desperately gathered around Mr. Zanghe.
After a fight, the southern group, which is based on hatred, clearly has the upper hand.
The number of people who can copy guys and fight is more than ten more than that of the disciples of Broken Blade.
At this time, they were chasing after them and they were beheading and killing, and there were people who were crying and falling down.
Especially after the two white-robed fierce men suddenly rushed down on the hillside, the death and injury of the knife were more serious.
That is, within ten seconds, there were about ten Broken Blade Flow disciples who were hacked to the ground by members of the completely crazy Southern Group.
But the rest of the people were unwilling to leave the vicinity of Mr. Zanghe.
For a common goal, everyone used their flesh and blood to build a great wall for Mr. Zanghe to resist the enemy.
The strong animal nature of a certain ethnic group hidden deep in their bones made them completely forget their life and death. When Shangdao Sakura was embarrassed for the fifth time, they yelled in unison and took a step outward.
Four or five members of the Southern Group who charged in the front immediately screamed and fell under the knife.
"Kill, kill, rescue the boss!"
Gala's eyes were also red.
How regretful he is now, the pen and ink is indescribable, why didn't he take the boss to a duel with the other boss?
Gala thought that Sakura Ueshima was already a master who could be counted ---- but after facing the desperate Zanghe, her former powerful shell was easily penetrated.
Now, he is being chased and chopped by others, and he is crawling around, very embarrassed.
If Ueshima Sakura died in this brawl, Gala didn't think he would end well.
The best end is just to die with the broken knife flow.
Otherwise, can Li Nanfang bypass him?
But even if he knew these things very well, he used all his strength to fight forward, but the disciples of Broken Blades who realized their survival first, at this time, all defended themselves.
Originally, all the disciples of the Daoliyu were high-powered martial arts, and they suffered heavy losses after the war, and it was the price paid by underestimating the opponent.
Once they correct their attitudes and regard each other as a life-and-death enemy, the great energy that can burst out immediately after they join hands is not comparable to those desperate people in the Southern Group.
After a charge, the arm was slashed by someone. He only retreated and screamed at the two burly guys beside him: "Quickly, rush in and save the boss!"
When are we fools?
Fight with these completely crazy devils.
Big Kohler sneered in his heart, and turned a blind eye to Gala's roar, but he and Butters in his mouth yelled and killed, slashed with a long knife, and did not move.
The reason they dared to work with foreigners was that Li Nanfang, who was hiding on the hillside, would never stand by and watch his woman be hacked to death.
Mr. Li didn't rush down for Mao, maybe he had his ideas.
As for what Mr. Li thought, the two of Kohler couldn't guess, and they were too lazy to guess.
They faced the mad tiger's disciples of Broken Blade and protected themselves from injury.
It’s hard for them to worry about the life and death of Sakura on the island.
The two of Kohler were right. Li Nanfang, who had come to the scene a long time ago but did not show up, did have his reasons.
First, he didn't want to get caught in such cruel hand-to-hand combat.
In this kind of hand-to-hand battle of a large group, anyone who can survive is not because of his skill, but because of his good luck.
I believe you should know the hero Guo Jing described by Mr. Jin Yong, right?
Guo Jing is a master of martial arts such as the Eighteen Palms of the Falling Dragon and the Nine Suns.
But in the battle of Xiangyang, Guo Daxia, together with his wife Huang Rong, son Guo Poluo and others, fought the Mongolian cavalry-in the end, blood stained the city of Xiangyang.
The world’s top masters all died in the melee. When Li Nanfang is not going crazy, he can only be counted as the eighteenth master in the world. Is there any reason to ensure that in the current chaos, he can survive unharmed in the end? What?
Please note that it is unscathed.
A big man is not afraid of death, but death is as heavy as Mount Tai.
There is no need for smart people to participate in a decisive battle that is just like a feather before death.
Second, Li Nanfang also hopes that Sakura on the island can use this hand-to-hand battle to determine her status in the East.
He led a group of drug dealers, but was able to wipe out a considerable number of swordsmanship--even the Yamaguchi group couldn't do it.
The huge group of heroes in the East will only be in awe and awe of the cherry blossoms on the island, and they will give a thumbs up to a hello.
Only in this way can Ueshima Sakura have a firm foothold, so that large organizations such as the Yamaguchi group dare not provoke her easily.
In that way, the golden hen that Li Nanfang raised in Dongyang can lay a lot of golden eggs for Ah, so that he can spend time and drink, eat and die all over the world.
Because of these two points, Li Nanfang didn't show up.
But now it seems that he can't show up without showing up.
His Oriental woman has been chased until he has been defeated.
Mr. Li is actually very conscientious.
If God had to let him choose between the golden hen who can lay eggs and the cherry blossoms on the island, then he would choose the latter without hesitation.
If the cherry blossoms on the island are lost, where can I find the golden hen?
The reason is so simple, of course Li Nanfang is very clear.
Jingle bells!
After a series of weapons collided with a crisp sound, the cherry blossoms on the island, who was retreating to resist, had already retreated to the left half of the valley.
But Mr. Zanghe was chasing after him, with a grinning face, he didn't mind that she was condescending and occupying favorable terrain.
In fact, if the cherry blossoms on the island did not occupy favorable terrain, they might have been hacked to death just now.
Similarly, following closely, the remaining dozens of people who guarded Mr. Zanghe's Broken Blade Flow also relied on occupying favorable terrain and tried their best to resist Gala and others who had fought back.
Unlike fighting to death in a narrow valley, the remaining dozens of Broken Blade Flow disciples, after retreating up the hillside, exploded out of their original advantage because of the lack of people.
Really think that they have been playing swords and guns for several years, more than a decade or even more than 20 years?
Especially occupying the condescending terrain, the combat effectiveness is quite sharp.
On the other hand, in the chaos, the members of the Southern Group, who were dominant in number because of their intrepidity and fear of death, showed obvious lack of physical strength at this time, and they were even at a disadvantage of attacking. The few people who rushed the most were all beaten by others. Down, screaming and rolling down.
In this case, no matter how worried Gala was, it was no use.
Except for two dollars, no fart.
That's it, fortunately someone pulled him in time.
Otherwise, he would definitely not only hurt his shoulder, but his head would be split in half.
"Go on, kill!"
Gala snarled unwillingly and turned his head back, urging the person who pulled him in time.
After turning his head, he was dumbfounded.
This person is actually not from the southern group.
All the members of the southern group who participated in this duel were selected by Gala.
Except for Gala and others who personally protect the cherry blossoms on the island, the other ninety people are native to the East.
It is the suffering master of the broken knife flow.
So, where does this tall, tall nose and blue eyes European and American product come from?
As a matter of urgency, Gala didn't even bother to think about it.
No matter where the European and American products come from, no matter how loud they are in their mouths, but are never ahead of them, as long as he is wearing a white robe and can help the southern group kill, he is Gala's friend.
"The boss is okay, trust me."
When Gala froze, Kohler smiled gracefully and spoke to him softly.
He firmly didn't believe that Li Nanfang could watch Shangdao Sakura being chased by the enemy, and cut his head off with a single knife.
But Gala didn't know.
"It's okay to go to Nima. Didn't you see that the boss is going to die soon?"
Gala cursed, and didn't bother to drive this European and American product anymore, and turned around yelling, rushing forward with the sword in both hands.
After being kindly treated as a donkey liver and lungs, Kohler was of course very angry.
I really want to kill Gala from behind.
But he dare not.
Because he knew very well that Gala was pulled up by Li Nanfang with one hand.
If he was being scolded at this time, he would be ashamed and angry and stab Gala in the back----hey, does anyone know what the sun will be tomorrow?
So, at most, Kohler can only put his on Gala's back, then he looked at Butters, who was yelling louder than anyone else, and squatted his mouth.
The latter understood, and once again let out a heart-piercing cry, but turned around and rushed down the valley.
After the mission of assassinating Sakura on the island failed, I don't leave at this time, but when?
Li Nanfang didn't care about the two European and American products, but focused on the cherry blossoms on the island.
The sniper rifle had been thrown by him a long time ago, and now his man has reached the half-hillside, lying in the bushes looking at his woman.
That's his woman.
At this time, there is no such thing as a boss, crawling up high with both hands and feet.
This posture is very similar to some of her actions on the bed.
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