Martial arts immortality, my practice has experience

"presumptuous!"

Looking at the little Tiger Master, who was as fast as a tiger and rushed towards him, Chen Ping'an narrowed his eyes and shouted loudly.

Uh-huh!

The big knife in Chen Pingan's hand was slashed straight at Mr. Tiger.

At this moment, Chen Pingan had no reservations in terms of sword skills.

The Dacheng-level Gongmen Thirteen Swordsmen looked extremely powerful at this moment.

The speed of the sword technique was far beyond what Mr. Xiao Hu had expected. This time he had a sudden attack. Although his movements were fast and violent, he was using his bare hands. According to his plan, Chen Ping'an should fall into his hands with this one pounce and be at his disposal.

But now...

A flash of bright white flashed by in the moonlight, and Mr. Tiger couldn't avoid it. This pounce actually seemed to go directly towards the edge of the knife.

"roll!"

Little Tiger roared angrily. The energy and blood all over his body surged, trying to resist this knife with the forceful blood energy.

He is successful in refining leather, like thin cowhide. If you are successful in training your muscles, you will have endless strength.

If Chen Ping'an's sword was just a show-off and was useless, then even if he had been stabbed, he would have been injured at most. It won't hurt the roots. Despite resisting the blow, he still had a chance to grab Chen Ping'an directly and take the opportunity to break through.

Poof!

Little Tiger's eyes widened, as if he had seen something incredible.

Under the moonlight, Chen Pingan was holding a big knife, and the knife was stained with blood.

Bang!

Little Tiger's body fell hard.

"Ho ho ho... ho ho..."

Little Tiger covered his throat, blood soaked into his hands, blood red. He wanted to say something, but his throat was leaking and he couldn't.

This sword technique...

Just now, Chen Pingan seized that extremely rare gap, bypassed the protection of his arm, and struck directly on his neck.

Chen Pingan's Gongmen Thirteen Swordsmanship was as perfect as fire!

Just like Father Chen back then!

"This is impossible!"

After witnessing the entire incident, Tan Huacong looked in disbelief at Little Tiger who fell to the ground, clutching his throat, with blood splattering everywhere.

Young Master Hu of the Hutou Gang, as the adopted son of Master Hu, has a great reputation! This is a character who has perfected both qi and blood skills!

With one blow, Mr. Tiger was on the verge of death.

This sword skill... is unbelievable!

Tan Huacong's face was full of shock.

Little Tiger's energy and blood were strong. Although his throat was slit, he was still breathing for a while.

Chen Ping'an walked forward with an indifferent expression and stood in front of Mr. Xiao Hu.

"Little Tiger, it's time to hit the road!"

Uh-huh!

The sword flashed, and Little Tiger's body pounced heavily. Before that, he looked at Chen Ping'an, still filled with horror and fear.

"Thank you, Mr. Xiaohu, for your grace. Mr. Xiaohu, please go slowly."

"Master Xiaohu is kind, thank you Master Xiaohu."

"...."

The image in his mind still stayed on the young man who bowed his head humbly and smiled.

The picture was frozen until Chen Ping'an's indifferent face was cut off, and then it was suddenly wiped out, ending the life of Little Tiger Master.

The protector of the Hutou Gang, Little Tiger Lord, die!

Many of the surrounding officers, as well as the rogue boys from the Tiger Head Gang, looked at the body of Little Tiger Master lying on the ground with horror on their faces.

Little Tiger Lord, a dignified figure who has perfected both Qi and Blood!

Just die?

He died in the hands of Chen Pingan!

In this process, Chen Ping'an only used two moves, one to bring him to the brink of death, and one to kill him!

"The Dacheng-level Gongmen Thirteen Swordsman, not bad!"

Chen Ping'an held the big knife and looked at Mr. Xiao Hu's body, his indifferent face showing some changes.

After holding in my breath for so long, I finally feel better at this moment! Next, there is...

Chen Pingan turned his head and glanced at Tan Huacong.

Tan Huacong happened to see Chen Ping'an like this, and he was horrified, and his forehead was covered with sweat in an instant.

thump! thump!

Tan Huacong's heart suddenly beat very fast.

Chen Pingan just glanced at Tan Huacong and turned his head.

"The chief culprit has been put to death, but those who resist will be killed without mercy!"

Once Mr. Tiger is dead, the remaining gangsters of the Tiger Head Gang will not have the courage to fight again. Little Tiger Master, who had perfected both Qi and Blood, was no match for him, let alone them.

The members of the Hutou Gang in this stronghold lost their temper and gave up resistance one after another.

Of course, there were also a very small number of scoundrels who still wanted to escape, but were captured one after another by the officers of the Suppressing Department.

In a very short period of time, this stronghold of the Hutou Gang was completely captured and the situation was calmed down.

"Leave a few people here to guard, and the rest will support me!"

Seeing that the Hutou Gang was completely controlled, Chen Pingan immediately walked out with his troops.

Tonight, his target is not just Little Tiger Master, but the entire Hutou Gang!

The main force of the Hutou Gang is not here. At this time, there should be a tough battle going on on the other side of Hupao Alley.

...

In Hupao Alley, the Hutou Gang is stationed, and the fire is bright.

The officers of the Zhenfu Division and the Hutou Gang had already been fighting in a chaotic mess. Judging from the people below, Zhenfusi's officers undoubtedly had a huge advantage. Basically, one sergeant can easily deal with one or two gangsters.

In terms of backbone strength, the official officers of the Zhenfu Division also have a considerable advantage.

But in terms of high-end combat power, Zhenfu Division does not have much advantage.

On the innermost side, Li Chatou, Huang Chatou, Liu Chatou, and the leader of the Tiger Head Gang, Tiger Lord, and the deputy leader, Qingye, fought in a group.

Liu Chatou was originally part of the mobile team, but after dealing with and suppressing some Tiger Head Gang ruffians, he also came to support.

Although Tiger Lord was old and weak, he had entered the realm of forging bones and was not someone that any of the three could deal with.

The strongest among the three was Li Chatou, who had perfected the third level of Qi and blood. He was just at the same level as the deputy leader, Qingye.

The current situation was that Li Chatou and the deputy leader of the Tiger Head Gang, Qingye, were evenly matched. Liu Chatou and Huang Chatou fought against Tiger Lord of the Tiger Head Gang together.

For a while, it was hard to tell who was better.

Tiger Lord, the leader of the Tiger Head Gang, held a giant weapon like a large gate knife and kept parrying the attacks of the two Chatou.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

Although the two men in front of him were at the third level of Qi and Blood Yijin, they cooperated well with each other and fought with great skill. After a long battle, he was helpless.

"A tiger in a low position is bullied by a dog!"

The more Tiger Lord fought, the angrier he became.

If he was still in his prime, how dare the two men in front of him bully him like this! Even if the two of them joined forces, he could defeat them one by one by breaking through one by one.

But now...

He was old and weak, and he was unable to do it.

The sound of weapons clashing rang out one after another.

Qing Ye, the deputy leader of the Tiger Head Gang, used double axes to fight Li Chatou. At this time, his mind was full of questions.

Why did the Zhenfu Division suddenly want to attack the Tiger Head Gang?

But, it was obvious that no one had answered him until now.