Chapter 1205: : Why is he angry?
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Strongest Guard
- Feng Zhong Di Yang Guang
- 2047 characters
- 2021-03-04 03:52:42
No. I don’t know how many times when he swung the sword to block Zangwa’s long sword, the rope tied to the wrist by Kamishima Sakura was cut by the blade.
Zanghe seized the opportunity and slashed with a sharp knife. The Ueshima Sakura in panic, half kneeling on the ground, tried his best to parry.
With the loud noise, the long knife finally let go, whizzing out more than ten meters, and landed in a bush.
With a long sword in hand, Ueshima Sakura is no match for Zangwa, let alone no sword?
Even if the cherry blossoms on the island were born as a killer, under the and painstaking practice of a certain elder with Broken Blade, he made rapid progress and could cut the elder's head into the air with a single knife.
But her martial arts practice is too short.
Most of the hard training for half a year is far from a Tibetan opponent who has been in the martial arts for decades.
Especially after Zanghe started going crazy and desperately.
The strength gap between the two sides is now highlighted.
Shangdao Sakura can't do what Gu Long said in a martial arts novel: "There is no knife in his hand, but a knife in his heart."
Without a long knife, and no protection by her side, except for her on all fours, she pushed her buttocks high, and quickly crawled to the bush, hoping to get the long knife back, and then be hidden and killed by someone. ----What else can be done?
To get a knife is also human instinct.
However, Mr. Kurawa, who has seen the dawn of victory, will give Ueshima Sakura a chance to pick up his long sword again and fight him dying again?
Don't forget, in this hand-to-hand battle, hundreds of elites who had broken swords were almost killed.
Didn't you see that the most prominent members of the Southern Group were in Gala's roar, like a huge wave, wave after wave against the line of defense of Broken Blade?
Never give the other side a chance to breathe!
Mr. Zanghe grinned grimly, holding knives in both hands, making a strange cry of "Kill the chicken," he leaned forward at an angle of nearly forty-five degrees, and rushed towards the cherry blossoms on the island.
Beautiful girl's back, buttocks right in front of you!
Mr. Kurawa is within reach!
Especially after Ueshima Sakura finally plunged into the bushes, even if she could grab a long knife, she had no chance to turn around.
"It's a pity that this figure is about to be split in half by me. Sin, sin."
Mr. Zanghe confessed in his heart, took a deep breath, held the long knife high in both hands, and cried out strangely.
"No!"
More than ten meters below, Gala, who was rushing upwards desperately, let out a heart-piercing roar after seeing this scene.
His roar attracted everyone who was fighting desperately.
As if being controlled by a remote control, both the enemy and us raised their heads and looked over there.
The battle is over.
Everyone, including Gala, had this idea in their minds when they saw Mr. Zanghe force Huashan to slash the cherry blossoms on the island with only a hip.
Ueshima Sakura is dead----probably.
Once she died, the spirits of the remaining members of the Southern Group would immediately collapse.
Without the spiritual support, none of the twenty or so people left by them could escape from Canglan Valley.
Time, as if at the moment when Mr. Zanghe raised his sword, it solidified.
All the howls and the sound of weapon collisions also miraculously stopped suddenly.
Regardless of whether we are foe or foe, we are waiting for the great moment when the cherry blossoms on the island disappear.
Blood spattered as scheduled!
Like a fountain, it seemed to cover the entire day.
can----
can!
But this blood is not from Sakura on the island.
Rather, Mr. Kurawa, who has a winning ticket.
The blood splattered like a fountain rushed out from the back of his heart.
When the blood fell, a blade tip of about four to five centimeters long appeared at the spot where the blood sprayed.
what happened?
How is this going!
Who can tell me that Mr. Zanghe had already cut it down with a single knife. How could Ueshima Sakura, who should have been split in half, have a chance to stab him with a backhand cut?
Could it be said that the two died together?
When Mr. Zanghe's long sword severely slashed Ueshima Sakura, she also desperately turned around and made a fatal knife?
It must be so.
All of a sudden, Gala and others who were on the spot of Petrochemical thought in their hearts: "The result of a hand-to-hand battle is that the bosses of both sides died together."
The two bosses have died, so is it necessary for the two brothers to continue fighting?
Unexpected reality, let Gala and others' desperate hostility slowly dissipated.
There is no winner in this duel.
With a cry, a knife fell on the rock on the hillside.
But it was a disciple of Broken Blade Flow, let go of his hand and smiled happily: "Knot, it's over."
"Yeah, it's over. It's all over. Then, it's time to go back to each house and find each----"
Desperate Gala murmured that when he was about to throw the knife away, his eyes suddenly widened!
Everyone sees, there is someone!
Someone actually stood up slowly from the bush, holding a long knife.
The clothes on this person have all turned blood red, and the original color can no longer be seen.
The same goes for her face-but she has long flowing hair.
"Boss?"
Staring blankly at the man covered in blood, Gala strongly suspected that there was a problem with his eyes.
Should have been slashed by Mr. Zanghe, and only before he died, Sakura on the island, who died together with the other party, stood up.
Not only did she stand up, she slowly stretched out her hand, placed it on Zanghe's forehead, who bowed and was full of disbelief, and pushed gently.
Mr. Zangwa seemed to let out a long breath and fell on his back.
"Zanghe, you lost. From then on, the knife flow has perished."
After pushing down Zanghe, the blood-stained Sakura Sakura on the island smiled slightly, just like a fairy in a red dress stepping on colorful clouds, stepping out of the bushes.
Looking condescendingly at the 20 or so younger brothers of both the enemy and us, the woman straightened her full chest, spread her arms, and said proudly: "The battle is over! The knife flow is broken, and I lost. You, don't put down your weapons, are you waiting? Are you beheaded to death?"
More than twenty people below all stared at the cherry blossoms on the island.
Finally someone started to raise his hand and rub his eyes to make sure what he saw was a phantom or real.
it is true!
He almost pulled his eyes out of his sockets, and opened his mouth suddenly: "Boss, we won!?"
"we won."
Ueshima Sakura smiled and said lightly.
"Won!"
"we won!"
"We defeated these beasts, beasts-you will pay my daughter's life back!"
Ogi Ichiro let out an unhuman howl, and rushed at a disciple who had broken swordsmanship.
The disciple of the broken sword stream still held a knife in his hand. He obviously could stab Ogi Ichiro with a single knife, but he threw away the knife in his hand, squatted on the ground with his head in his hands, and let people squat him.
Just as everyone felt at that time, hand-to-hand combat to such a point, whose boss falls first, the spiritual pillar of which party will collapse, will no longer have the courage to fight bloody.
Xiaomu's roar awakened the other members of the Southern Group, and they rushed forward with a roar.
Everyone threw away their knives.
It's not that they don't want to stabbing these people to death, but they feel that after a stab, they can no longer abuse them for a long time as they are now.
Gala, who stared at the cherry blossoms on the island, suddenly burst into tears.
Tears ran down his blood-stained cheeks, and two clear tears appeared.
At this moment, he did not know what to say to express his respect for the boss.
Just now, the boss is clearly in a situation of being slaughtered by others, how could he turn defeat into victory and bring about Tibet and peace with one blow?
This is too unscientific.
But Gala certainly wouldn't consider this phenomenon scientifically, and it's still unscientific.
The most important thing is that the boss is still alive, he is still alive!
They are all alive, which indicates that since today, the status of the Nanfang Group in the East has risen to the point where the Yamaguchi Group dare not underestimate it.
"Let them go. What's the point of killing some soulless walking dead?"
Ueshima Sakura said faintly, and she drew her long knife from her chest without looking at her, holding it upside down in her hand, and walked down slowly.
Gala immediately executed the boss's order and shouted at Xiaomu and the others: "The boss said, let go of this group of walking dead!"
The boss just killed the leader of Dadao with a stab, and his power went straight into the bullfight. Who would dare not listen to her?
What's more, what the boss said was right. With the hiding and killing, the knife flow has completely perished since then, and the remaining dozen people are just walking dead.
To be able to personally eliminate the slashing sword stream in the battle and live to the end, this is already a grace from the heavens.
After the vengeance is avenged, bullying a group of walking dead is not a hero.
"Go away, go away!"
Ichiro Ogi raised his hand and grabbed a certain disciple of Broken Daoliu who was riding madly under him, and punched him on the chin.
After seeing the man rolling down the valley like a gourd, Ichiro Ogi laughed happily.
Halfway through the laugh, the laughter stopped abruptly, and his body collapsed softly to the ground.
However, he exhausted all his energy after fighting hard.
Now that the grievances are avenged, and I can no longer support it under ecstasy, it is normal to faint.
"Let's go, all go back."
Ueshima Sakura looked back at Zanghe's corpse and told Gala: "The injured brothers don't care about it for the time being, they have their own official action."
Before the decisive battle between the two sides, the relevant agreement was written with the official.
No matter who wins or loses, as long as the battle is over, the standing person must leave the scene immediately.
Then, the police car outside the Canglan Valley has been prepared long ago, and the ambulance will fly to investigate the scene and rescue the injured.
To be sure, there will be many casualties after the duel begins.
Officials, how can these casualties be explained?
The reason is simple—Canglan Valley is undergoing a development project, and as a result, the mountain suddenly landslides during the construction.
Anyway, the entire incident is within the strict official control range. Hugh said it will cause a sensation across the country. Even the local residents in the downtown area will not know.
Of course, it is inevitable for both parties to ask the authorities to conceal the matter completely and spend a large sum of money in honor.
Afterwards, the winner will also offer the same reward.
But what does this have?
As long as the other party can be destroyed, the benefits obtained from it are countless times the money.
Not too long ago, Shangdao Sakura was surrounded by Gala and others, helping each other out of Canglan Valley.
At the scene, only hundreds of casualties were left.
"It's too tragic. Oh, but that's good. With the help of the Southern Team to eradicate the slashing stream that is increasingly disgusting to the people, it can be regarded as a detriment for the people, and it is my political achievement."
After Sakura and the others on the island disappeared completely outside the valley, the local police boss walked out of the hiding place surrounded by several police officers with guns and live ammunition, and quickly came to Zanghe's body.
Zanghe faces up to the sky, and his eyes are full of anger.
The chief, who is very good at criminal investigation, looked at Zanghe for a while before asking people around him: "Why is he angry?"
"Maybe you didn't expect to die in the hands of a woman?"
The entourage answered casually.
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