"Haha! If too many people want to kill me, they will end up losing their own lives." Zhao Yulin's mouth trembled slightly. Although his face looked calm, his heart was extremely solemn. Apart from the crazy old man's generation, this man should be considered one of the few masters he had met before.

The true energy in his body surged, and his eyes were fixed on the enemy rushing towards him. "Bang!" It happened in a flash. There was only a sharp sonic boom in the air. The two fists touched and then separated immediately. His chest suddenly felt stuffy and he couldn't help but stop.

Mr. Huang was not in a good condition either. His face suddenly turned red with anger. The pain in his hand made him look at Zhao Yulin. "Tian Lu, who is known as the king of mercenaries, is indeed worthy of his reputation. His skills are indeed quite impressive."

Zhao Yulin did not relax his vigilance because of the other party's "praise". He smiled awkwardly and said, "You are not bad either. I just don't know where you are from?" "

Want to know?" Mr. Huang's lips trembled slightly, and his face suddenly became a little sly. "Then exchange your life!" After saying that, he moved his feet and quickly approached Zhao Yulin.

"Humph!" Zhao Yulin snorted coldly, and did not move. There were traces of afterimages left in the air. In the blink of an eye, the two had already exchanged hands.

The battle on the side was also fierce. The more Haolian Zhu fought, the more incredible it felt. He had never expected that Haolian Lingyun, who was forced out of his house by him, was so strong. He was not inferior to himself at all. He felt a little bit sorry. It would be great if Haolian Lingyun could be used by himself. However, since he was on the enemy's side, he might as well die!

Thinking of this, Haolian Zhu suddenly accelerated the pace of attack. For a moment, he actually had the upper hand. Haolian Lingyun suddenly felt the pressure doubled. He hurriedly used his hands and feet to deal with every attack of Haolian Zhu. For a while, the battle fell into a stalemate.

The three battlefields made the quiet night extraordinarily lively. For a moment, the Haolian family became a little panicked. Although they had more people and more power, the Haolian family was a family of killers. Killers always hid in dark corners, waiting for an opportunity to strike a fatal blow to the target, but now they were pulled out to fight blatantly, so naturally they were a little overwhelmed, which made Mr. Hao San a little anxious.

Watching his men falling one by one, Haolianju's old face gradually turned pale. These were the elites of the Haolian family. The loss of one of them made him feel a little painful. "Ah!" Another scream, Haolianju only felt a flash in front of his eyes, a black shadow flashed by his side, fell to the ground and was no longer moving,

"Hei! You are distracted when fighting with me, do you think I don't exist?" Suddenly, a playful voice came to his ears, which made Haolianju's heart "click", "Oh no!" He raised his hands hurriedly.

Looking at Haolianju's movements, He Qinglang couldn't help but sneer on his face, and the strength of the injury couldn't help but increase a little, "Ah!" Another scream, Haolianju's slightly fat body played the trapeze directly and fell from mid-air.

"Puff!" A mouthful of blood spurted out of the seriously injured Haolianju's mouth, "Cough cough!" She wiped the blood from her mouth and looked at He Qinglang with vicious eyes. Taking advantage of

your illness to kill you, He Qinglang has never been a good man. Looking at Haolianju who fell to the ground, he moved his feet slightly, and in the blink of an eye he was next to Haolianju, "Go to hell!" Without any hesitation, he acted decisively!

"No!" In the face of death, Master Hao San finally showed fear. He looked at He Qinglang with fear in his eyes. He regretted in his heart that he not only did not listen to the advice of his fourth brother, but also instigated his eldest brother. In the end, he waited for this result.

"Third Master, stop it!" People around saw Haolian Jue in life-threatening danger, "Get out of the way!" They hurriedly accelerated their movements, trying to get rid of the enemy in front of them.

"Third Master! Stop it, boy, or I, Haolian Yingjie, will make you bleed to death!" An angry shout came from not far away, and was approaching here quickly.

He Qinglang couldn't help but glance at the place not far away, but did not stop his movements because of this, but instead accelerated the speed of his moves, "Reincarnate into a better family in your next life! Bang!" A palm slapped Haolian Jue on the head.

The third son of the Haolian family, a great man of his generation, a long-time famous figure in the world, died at the doorstep of his own home in the end. How ironic! Lying on the ground, he stared with anger, with a look of unwillingness on his face. The bloodstains on the ground were particularly eye-catching and shocking, stimulating everyone's nerves.

"Third Master!" The people around him couldn't help but shout when they saw Hao Lianju falling.

"No! Third Master!" Hao Lianyingjie rushed to the battlefield in an instant and angrily pushed He Qinglang away.

"Third brother, third brother!" Haolian Yingjie grabbed Haolian Jucao on the ground in his arms and kept shouting, as if he could wake him up. However, there are no miracles in this world. Haolian Ju still did not move. "No!" Haolian Yingjie looked up to the sky and cried out, hot tears rolling down from the corners of his eyes. His mind was full of Haolian Ju's shadow. Since he was a child, his eldest brother was busy with household affairs and the fourth brother devoted himself to cultivation. He and the third brother had the best relationship. He did not expect that the third brother would die in front of him. The furious Haolian Yingjie gently covered Haolian Ju's eyes. "I will avenge you!" After that, he turned to look at He Qinglang, his face ferocious and his eyes full of murderous intent. "I! Want! You! To! Die!" he said word by word.

Seeing the somewhat frantic Haolian Yingjie, He Qinglang's face could not help but become solemn. Among the four brothers of the Haolian family, the third is the weakest, followed by the second, and then the eldest, Haolian Zhu. The fourth is the strongest, but he never cares about family affairs and eventually chooses to leave the family. Although the second is not the strongest among the four brothers, he is enough for He Qinglang to treat him seriously.

"Give me your life!" Haolian Yingjie was furious, and rushed towards He Qinglang like an angry lion. There was only one voice in his heart, "Revenge." He completely let go of his defense and fought for his life.

Facing Haolian Yingjie's crazy attack, He Qinglang also got angry and stopped defending. You punch me, I kick you, just like a competition to see who is more durable. The scene was a little funny.

After several rounds of fighting, both sides had their wins and losses. At this moment, Hao Erye had completely lost his previous high-spirited look. His old face was as swollen as a bun, and there were traces of blood on the corners of his mouth. Of course, He Qinglang was also a little uncomfortable. His tattered clothes were covered with footprints. He licked the blood on the corners of his mouth and cursed in his heart; "Damn it, how did I meet a lunatic!"

The pain on his face made Haolian Yingjie pull the corner of his mouth, turned his head and looked at the slightly cold body of Haolian Ju on the ground, and his anger became stronger. His red eyes stared at He Qinglang tightly, wishing that he could not soothe the pain in his heart even if he peeled his skin and pulled out his cramps.

He Qinglang took a step and chose to take the initiative to attack, quickly approaching Haolian Yingjie.

"Come on!" Haolian Yingjie shouted angrily. In an instant, the two sides had fought for no less than ten times, and several more scars appeared on their bodies.

People on the sidelines could not help but look sideways. They had never seen such a fighting style before. After all, they were all relatively famous figures in the martial arts world, but now they were like two children, punching and kicking each other. There was no situation that should be expected between masters

. "Is He Qinglang crazy?" Huang Wenqi, who was hiding in the dark, was a little dumbfounded when he saw He Qinglang in this state, and could not help but speak.

"Do your part well!" Huang Shuanghu shouted in a low voice, and his eyes could not help but glance in the direction of He Qinglang. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and then he focused on the front.

"Bang!" Huang Shuanghu and his son's mission is to snipe the killer in the dark. The title of Gun God is not false. Every time a gunshot is fired, a figure in the dark will fall down, just like the god of death

, ruthlessly harvesting the lives of the enemy. He Qinglang has had enough. He has never met such an opponent before. He launched a crazy attack, which is completely inconsistent with the style of a master. "Damn it!" He was ruthless in his heart. After enduring Haolian Yingjie's punch, He Qinglang kicked out with a whip kick, his face was ferocious, and the true energy in his body surged, and he used all his strength.

"Ah!" Haolian Yingjie, who was unable to dodge, forgot to defend himself and was kicked away by He Qinglang. He rolled on the ground for a long distance before stopping. How could He Qinglang miss such a good opportunity? He held his breath and rushed forward. He immediately punched and kicked Haolian Yingjie like he was free! He kept cursing, "Damn it, you old lunatic, get up again, get up again!"

"Ah! Ah!" Haolian Yingjie on the ground finally couldn't stand the pain in his body. He kept shouting and punched him fiercely on the temple. Haolian Yingjie, whose head was dizzy, finally fainted and lay on the ground without moving.

"Hello!" Seeing Haolian Yingjie fainted, He Qinglang finally breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the ground without any strength in his body. "If I hold on for a while longer, I will be the one to fall to the ground. Fortunately, I am young!" He felt a little relieved in his heart.

Just when He Qinglang relaxed his vigilance, a black shadow suddenly flashed and rushed directly in front of him. The cold dagger shone coldly in the dark night, which frightened He Qinglang so much that his body trembled and he was about to get up to avoid it.

"Bang!" Before He Qinglang could make any move, he heard a gunshot, and the black shadow in front of him slowly fell down and fell on He Qinglang.

"Oh my god! I was scared to death!" He pushed the killer away with disgust, patted his chest, and gave a thumbs up to the distance.

Huang Shuanghu, who was hiding in the dark, curled his lips slightly, but he was somewhat happy in his heart, and suddenly a trace of Mo Luo flashed in his eyes. He once had a group of brothers like this, but that battle killed too many people, which became Huang Shuanghu's lifelong pain.

With the fall of Haolian Yingjie, the remaining people of the Haolian family gradually showed signs of defeat. On the contrary, the members of the Dragon Sword became more and more courageous, killing the remaining people mercilessly. Looking at the battle situation that was already somewhat clear, He Qinglang breathed a sigh of relief, "I wonder what happened to Zhao Yulin? With his ability, there should be no problem!"