Chapter 357 (1/2)

I'm an angry youth?

Yan Luo's words were cold and simple, which immediately made Liu's elite around him gloomy. As an international friend in the Chinese dynasty, he was too clear about what the two words mean!

Yuan Xiuxian was not as good as he was at first, and his face was more ferocious: ”unexpectedly, I can only let the king of the bounty hunter change a person!”

As the words fell, the opportunity to kill began. Dozens of Liu's elite swarmed toward Yan Luo. The sharp knife in his hand twinkled with cold light. Everyone's eyes were filled with endless anger. Yan Luo's eyes were stunned, and the killing opportunity burst out at the same time. The saber in his hand drew a moving arc and killed two lives.

The two Liu's elite still maintain the charging posture, but they can't make a step any more. Their knives fall on the ground and subconsciously cover their throat and fall down. They don't seem to understand why there is such a fast knife.

Yuan Xiuxian doesn't have much trouble. Liu has money. As long as he throws it out, there is no shortage of people who work hard. At the moment, what he wants is to complete the task assigned by Liu Qifei. If Yan Luo can't leave by himself, he will be left forever.

Although dozens of Liu's elite are palpitating and Yan Luo's powerful, they are also aroused with great ferocity. Everyone is the embodiment of violence. The sharp knife in his hand stabs out without any sympathy and pity, showing the ferocity of human roots.

Although Yan Luo is tough, he is a little weak in the face of the siege of dozens of people. Unconsciously, he has left three scars on his body.

Liu's elite also paid more than 20 fresh lives.

Yuan Xiuxian stood at the end, watching Yan Luo, who was already at the end of his tether, drank out without emotion. More than 20 people had died. If he could not get Yan Luo, he would really lose face and lose his home.

Yan Luo's eyes were immersed in ice. Facing Liu's elite who rushed up again, he met him fearlessly and roared: ”dry, dead stick!”

Yuan Xiuxian's face, after hearing Yan Luo's words, wanted to go up and kill him himself, but he knew his strength. He had nothing to do with ordinary people. But when he met Yan Luo, even if he was now seriously injured, he did not have much confidence to win or even kill him.

The king is the king after all. No matter how frustrated, his majesty is still inviolable. Yan Luo, the king of the bounty hunter, is such a person.

Yan Luo is surrounded by the rest of the people, his body has been dyed red with blood, the knife in his hand has been waved for many times. Up to now, it is completely mechanical. Liu's elite can see that Yan Luo is at the end of his strength. He shouts and presses them all, and more than 20 knives greet him.

”Bonzi, if I don't die, I will be bloody in Hancheng!”

Yan Luo cheered, showing his madness. The saber in his hand suddenly rose and opened more than ten knives in front of him. However, the several behind him fell directly on his back. The bloody back became even more bloody and miserable.

More than a dozen people felt their hands numb when their swords were swung open. Their eyes toward Yan Luo were full of admiration. Some people, even though they were enemies, deserve to be respected!

With his saber hanging down, Liu's elite didn't attack and kill them again. Yan Luo's eyes swept them coldly. Blood fell down from the saber along his arm. The corner of his mouth drew a cold arc: ”kill me? There's a price to pay for it! ”

Yuan Xiuxian looked at the bloody Yan Luo at the moment, and felt a chill from the bottom of his heart. He had seen people who were able to beat him, just like the Chu wind at the beginning. All of them left easily in the siege of hundreds of people, but that did not cause shock. Now, Yan Luo gave him a life of indifference.

The more so, it aroused yuan Xiuxian's ferocity, and his eyes flashed a ferocious color: ”kill!”

The sound is very heavy, reverberating in the night sky, but just as Liu's elite is preparing to charge again, a black figure burst out after a big stone blocking the road, which appears behind Liu's elite quickly and incomparably.

A black knife that integrated with the night passed by, and the four elite Liu's bodies stagnated and slowly fell to the ground.

He waved the black knife in his hand without expression, just like the God of death reaping life, without pity or sympathy. At this moment, there was only endless killing. Yan Luo didn't pay attention to who helped himself. He just grasped the opportunity to kill three Liu's elite.

What we can do now is to kill the enemy, which is the only way to survive!

In less than two minutes, half of the remaining elites of Liu family died, and those who were still alive were all seriously injured and could not resist. Yuan Xiuxian stood in the same place, slowly cold on his back, and a cold wind hit him subconsciously.

What about the police? What about support?