Hero Cultivation System

(I went to fetch water yesterday afternoon. After returning home, I slept for twelve hours. I felt much better when I woke up this morning. Thank you for your concern and understanding. Qiuqiu will recover as soon as possible. I owe you a chapter last night this weekend.

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"Get down!"

There was a deafening roar that shook the dozen or so people in the fight. Although the voice was very unfamiliar, at least it spoke Mandarin and not Taiwanese or Thai. It must be one of our own.

No. 1 knew that he was in a hurry and was in trouble. Without thinking, he immediately bent over and rolled to the ground with his hands on his knees, and yelled: "Get down."

However, his movements were still slow for half a second. The kick from the Thai behind him was like a sharp knife across his left shoulder. It penetrated into his back with fierce force, directly breaking his shoulder blade and causing his rolling movements to change.

A dog eats shit.

I wipe it! It’s over.

Number 1, who was instantly paralyzed, continued to roll on the ground, but was unable to control his body. He could only wait for the opponent to deliver a fatal blow when the rolling stopped.

After rolling three times in a row, No. 1 finally lay flat on his back on the snow. However, he did not wait for the expected kick. He only saw a ball of light shining like stars in the sky flying towards him and the two of them.

Over a Thai man.

You guessed that even though he heard the roar, he only thought it was the warning sound from the opponent's companion, so instead of stopping, he accelerated his speed and knocked down the opponent's leader with one kick. After landing, he curled up his right foot and was about to step forward to make up for it.

With a sweep of his feet, he was unexpectedly dazzled by a sudden ball of light.

When he was young, he was an invincible boxing champion who swept through Thailand's underground black boxing arena. He also guessed that he had a lot of experience in fighting opponents. As soon as he saw the light ball, he immediately knew whether it was the visual effect of the cold light swung by a weapon master at high speed, or whether it was with his bare hands.

No matter how powerful he was, he couldn't resist the cold weapon, so he immediately jumped to the ground smartly, letting the whizzing ball of light pass by his back.

Another Thai man is not so lucky. Although he is also an undefeated master in the Muay Thai world, he is still young and has little vision. He has no idea what he is facing. In addition, he does not know Mandarin and does not know what the opponent is shouting.

He lay down, still relying on his fists and kicks, and used a big whip kick to directly meet the big ball of light falling from the sky.

With a cry from the air: "Big tornado!", the big ball of light exploded suddenly, the knife light burst out like brilliant fireworks, the sharp knife edge tore the air, and the sound of the ghost howling through the air was like

The soul-hunting order of the deadly Yama went directly into the minds of Thai people.

Amidst the howl like a slaughtering pig, the Thai boxer's whip leg was suddenly stuck in the air strangely after the sword light passed by. In less than half a second, under the rain of blood, it turned into a stick directly up to the thigh.

Three pieces fell onto the white snow, instantly turning red.

Amidst the "clang" sound, a sword flashed across Ye Gui's back, but all he saw was the fluff of clothes flying around, and it didn't even hurt him at all.

Ye Guess rolled on the ground, stretched his hands behind his back and pulled out two long knives of the same style. He lowered his body like a scorpion and raised his claws with his hands in front and back, staring at the back after the light of the swords dispersed.

Tsk! It turns out that I have the same habit of carrying a knife on my back as my brother, but this posture is good!

Liang Gong sheathed his knife and landed it next to No. 1. He lowered his head to see how injured he was. He was relieved when he saw that he was still smiling.

He used his body skills to fly into the air smoothly all the way. There was a slight stagnation at first, but then he became more and more smooth, and finally reached the point where he could almost walk on the snow without leaving a trace. Every point flew over ** meters, but only less than half of it was left behind.

The inch-deep toe marks made people who he passed overhead and on the roof of the car think they were big birds flying across the sky, and were amazed.

The movement here startled several other pairs of opponents who were fighting, and both sides stopped in unison and retreated to their own camp.

On the third group's side, No. 1 and another subordinate who fainted were seriously injured and unable to fight anymore. The two men were stabbed in the thighs and arms, their combat power was reduced by half. The others were more or less injured and looked very embarrassed.

On the drug dealer's side, except for the guy whose leg was broken by Liang Gong's knife, the other eight people had only a few bruises and were completely intact.

Ye Guai stood in front of everyone on his side, wrapped the sword around his waist, legs and head in a circle, turned his wrist around the sword, and held the sword in front of his head.

"Boy, are you good at swordsmanship? Why do you need to serve the imperial court if you have such skill?" Liang Gong, who also spoke standard Beijing dialect and spoke Mandarin with a Wuyang dialect, was speechless.

"Hey! I'm not working for the imperial court. I just can't see you foreigners dare to come to China to sell drugs. Why don't you kneel down in front of me? In the hope that God has a good life, I can consider sparing you."

life."

Liang Daxia, who feels better and better about himself, will never give up any opportunity to show his face. He speaks fluently, as if he was born to be a hero.

"It turns out to be Erb!" This is a common feeling among those in the other camp who understand Mandarin.

"Damn, I'm so embarrassed." This is the common feeling of our own camp.

Ye Guai struck with his two swords, making a clashing sound of gold and iron: "Hahaha! Chinese martial arts are all about fists, embroidered legs, and dancing. Although your sword skills are good, they are not fancy. Our Thai double sword skills are the best.

The best swordsmanship in the world."

The two long and narrow blades in his hands, tied with cloth strips, both emitted a trace of blue light when he waved them. They were obviously two good knives, and Liang Gong's soul-returning knife couldn't be much of an advantage.

Hmm! We must find a way to line our own pockets with these two knives later, don't let Lao Ye and the others confiscate them.

Liang Daxia, who was delighted to see the hunter's heart, sneered at the Thai double-sword technique: "When did the Thai people learn how to use Korean dogs to act as bosses everywhere? Number one in the world? Bah!"

The middle-aged pot-bellied man standing behind Yecai was the leader of the Zhongtang of the Taiwanese Sanlian Gang. When he saw Yecai going back and forth with him, fighting for the top spot in the world, he became impatient for a long time and whispered directly: "Yecai

Guess brother, we still have to finish it quickly and leave quickly!"

They abandoned the car they were following and returned here to meet up with the garbage truck. They thought no one would notice it, but they didn't expect that not only was the garbage truck stopped in the middle, but now even their help arrived, proving that the Chengdong Gang and their plans had been deceived.

Keep in mind, this is China after all, and although there is heavy snow blocking it, if it continues, more support from the other side will arrive, and you won't be able to escape even if you want to.

The two of them looked at each other, nodded, and after each greeted his men, they rushed towards Liang Gong at the same time.

He also guessed that before anyone arrived, he squatted down and rolled forward, then swiped Liang Gong's feet with the knife in his left hand, and at the same time kicked his legs and turned his waist, slashing the top of his head with the knife in his right hand.

The attacking enemy disappeared in an instant. Liang Gong was shocked. He lowered his head and found that the Thai's strange sword technique had reached his body, and there was a whistling sound in his left ear, and a cold light struck from the top of his head.

Liang Daxia, who was breaking out in a cold sweat, hurriedly oiled the soles of his feet and dodged Ye Gui's attack at the critical moment. He had already put away his contemptuous eyes.

It's really amazing, no wonder he dares to claim to be the best in the world.

But I just rely on my special body skills and do some sneak attacks. Bah! This little skill is just a piece of cake in front of me.

The problem is that except for him, everyone else on their side is in serious trouble. They have just fought and are now in the same predicament. Everyone is in danger and almost destroyed.

Liang Gong knew that it would be impossible if he didn't deal with the man in front of him quickly. If he allowed all three groups to be wiped out by the opponent, how would he explain to Lao Ye?

So regardless of the situation, his body quickly flashed and instantly transformed into four identical figures. Jiang Yacai and other accomplices were surrounded, and when they met, he rewarded several people with a big tornado.