Chapter 23 fierce fighting on a snowy night

Out of the alley, the lights in the distance reflected a house.

Bam! Bam!

Fireworks exploded in mid-air, obscuring the mottled roofs of the streets.

There was no one on the Bluestone Street.

The old cow followed them, occasionally making a cry or two.

A figure came from the other end of the street, head bowed, bent over.

Then footsteps were heard all around.

A variety of sounds were heard, the scraping of the soles of shoes against the snow, the unsheathing of weapons.

The dark crowd, like a living beast.

Is silently approaching them, waiting to devour them.

"Don't be afraid."

Li Pingan shook Liu Yun's hand and whispered.

"En." Liu Yun slightly nodded.

The crowd was cut in half, with a seven-foot-wide passageway in the middle.

" eagle help chief beam Chenggang out of the middle," sir, we meet again

"Master Liang, you're in a good mood.

Instead of going home for the New Year, they bring their brothers here to enjoy the snow."

Liang chenggang sneered, "Sir, the Ming people do not speak in secret.".

He should know better than anyone why our brothers are here today."

A faint smile hung on Li Pingan's face.

Liang chenggang changed the topic, "To introduce to you, these are the famous people in Luoshui City.".

Ping an security bureau owner Chen Zhongshi.

The consul of the caobang, Liu Yunji.

Zhang Dabao of Tiger Head Gang, the Border Army origin.

And old Huo of willow city..."

Beam Chenggang introduced one by one.

"Sir, I've seen what you can do. We don't want to be your enemy.

Turn around and go home and sleep it off.

Liang will make sure you are safe and sound."

Li Pingan gripped the sky green around his waist and gave his answer.

The center of gravity moves down, accompanied by a faint green light.

His body arced through the air and headed straight for the crowd.

"Look out! !"

But in mid-air, his body suddenly twisted.

A sharp turn, suddenly fell to the ground

The sword aimed at Liang Chenggang's head.

Before anyone could react to the change, there was a sharp crack in the air.

Like a sharp knife, ruthlessly stabbed into everyone's heart.

With a dull thud, he cut his head in half.

Liang Chenggang is dead.

The scene is silent, the air is filled with a heavy smell of blood.

"Kill him!"

I do not know who shouted, the night hundreds of people like the general flood came.

Draw the scabbard.

A burst of light rain in the air, as if all the air and wind were absorbed by the knife general, forming a kind of Taishan pressure momentum.

No one could see how the knife rolled back.

So that witnesses to this knife, there is a strong visual impact.

Blood rushed to the sky, this scene happened in a flash between.

No one let out a scream, and the figure in front fell down in an instant.

A huge and frightening gully appeared in the ground.

Like a huge block of ice, split in the middle by a giant ax.

In an instant, the Earth and heaven were calm again.

This scene, let everybody gasp for breath.

Fear took over their bodies.

Li took a step back and withdrew his knife.

"Gentlemen, I don't want to be your enemy. This is the line.

Those who jump this line can not be blamed on Li."

His sword gleamed as he spoke.

Four long swords, with sharp winds, attacked at the same time.

The sound of the scabbard and Li Ping 'an's voice rang out at the same time.

The four swords of Yanshan.

Los Angeles famous ghostwriters, with the sword strange fast known, the sword speed is extremely fast.

The four swords are all the same, all with one stab.

Very simple, very ordinary, no change.

But it has a very sharp feel.

However, the target's shadow suddenly flash.

Then a flash of the sword stopped the four gleams of sword, like a mountain splitting a long river.

In the blink of an eye, four people fell in a pool of blood.

The crowd looked at the scene blankly, and their hearts were as cold as the ice and snow.

The Gully on the ground, at this moment as if is not a simple cut, but the red line of death.

Once across, it represents a farewell to the world.

There was silence, and no one dared to step forward.

Li Ping 'an silently pulled Liu Yun and walked forward.

"If they get out of here alive, do you think you'll survive?"

The people around them subconsciously made way, because everyone felt a sharp chill.

A hunched old man came out.

Holding a knife, like a walking stick, to support his body.

And he was like a tree, fused with the knife.

"Whoever takes his head shall be rewarded with gold and sealed with a thousand Marquis!"

People die for money birds die for food.

The world is never short of people willing to die for money.

"He is alone, what are you afraid of him! !"

A roar is powerful and deafening.

All the people present were suddenly cheered up and shouted in unison.

"Kill, Kill, Kill!"

A strong man with a long gun rushed out, screaming rushed forward.

The crowd followed closely behind.

"Stay close to me," Li said.

"Uh-huh."

Only heard a muffled sound, that man even before the screams have no time to send out, has been a dead.

A bloody wind, a snowflake.

A head that had not yet closed its eyes slowly fell from the sky.

With a series of screams, the bodies fell to the ground.

The light of the knife flew, and immediately rushed to another enemy.

"Ready!"

Chen Zhongshi of Ping An Security Bureau raised his hand and shouted.

"Shoot!"

Swish, Swish, Swish!

A series of piercing sounds burst out of the air.

These are serious military crossbows.

High accuracy and strength.

It can also shoot armored soldiers from 800 meters to 900 meters.

Dozens of black crossbows, like a ferocious beast, pounced on Li Pingan.

Sky Green knife or split or sweep, or pick or whisk.

Each blow brought a strong wind, which drove away the arrows from the enemy.

While Li Ping 'an was trapped by a bow and crossbow.

Behind a group of men rushed over, want to hijack the Liuyun.

And the Big Black Bull that was in the way.

"Kill her!"

A man drew his knife and rushed over.

Prosperity, only in an instant.

The man could not resist the ecstasies on his face.

"Die!"

He was almost shouting.

Bang

However, in the next moment, the old bull jerked up his hind legs.

A kick landed on his chest.

Just listen to a"Click" sound, directly to his sternum kicked to pieces, instantly killed.

Cow: "Moo."

Brave cattle, not afraid of suffering.

The Old Ox gave a loud cry in the face of the enemy who had come to besiege him.

One kick sent the oncoming enemy flying, with two huge horns acting as natural shields.

With spikes on it, who touches who dies.