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Chapter 162

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    Several members of the Soul Group besieged Xie Wendong. Not only did they not injure him at all, but they themselves suffered many casualties.  The two short, sturdy men in the soul group looked at each other and retreated to the wall in unison. One of the round-faced men gestured to his companion, reached out and pulled out a gun, slowly gathered his breath, and aimed at the scene with concentration.  Xie Wendong fights from left to right.  He was very confident in his shooting skills. Although the light in the hall was dim and the figures were swaying back and forth in front of him like a revolving lantern, he was still sure that one shot would make Xie Wendong's head bloom. But he needed a gap. As long as any one of Xie Wendong's body  The gaps in the crowd are exposed at every vital point.  He was waiting, but someone refused to let him wait.

    Just as the round-faced man's eyes were aligned with the barrel of the gun and Xie Wendong's figure in the field, he suddenly felt a huge pain in his lower abdomen. He couldn't help but snorted, and retracted the hand holding the gun, bent down, and lowered his head.  Turning her head, she happened to see a pair of legs, a pair of slender and plump female legs, which made the black stockings bulge.  He wondered how there could be a woman in such an occasion!  The round-faced man slowly raised his head, and what came into his eyes was a face as beautiful as the sky. The star-like eyes were black and bright, and the waterfall-like embroidered hair was gently fluttering in the windless wind.  What a beautiful woman!  The round-faced man felt his eyes light up, and the pain in his lower abdomen seemed to be much weaker.  The girl smiled, her smile was gentle and sweet, but the thin and light pocket dagger in her hand was not gentle or sweet at all.  The white palm with ten onion-like fingers made a light stroke in front of the round-faced man. The sharp dagger clamped in the fingers instantly cut the man's throat with a large gap that was as deep as the bone. When the smile on the girl's face disappeared,  The body of the round-faced man leaned upright against the wall and slid to the ground.  The girl's attack was too sudden. Another Soul Team member sensed something was wrong and tried to save him in time. He watched helplessly as his companion's neck was cut off by the girl.  He howled, pointed the gun at the girl, and prepared to pull the trigger.  The girl looked weak, but she was extremely agile. After killing the round-faced man, she didn't stop for a moment, lowered her body and rushed towards the other man, reaching him in the blink of an eye.  When the soul team member reacted, the girl's dagger pierced his lower abdomen. The man gritted his teeth and endured the pain. When he raised his gun and prepared to give the girl a fatal bullet, the sharp little dagger had cut his lower abdomen horizontally.  The red inside was all over the floor, and a foul smell immediately filled the entire hall.  The man suddenly seemed to be deflated. The gun in his hand could no longer be grasped. He fell softly on the beach, eyes wide open, waiting for the call of death.  The girl ignored him, just wiped the blood on her hands, and coldly stepped over the man's still alive body.

    Xie Wendong fought with ease, but he was the only one who managed to survive the dangerous situation, which was so scary.  It's not that his skills are not as good as others, but there are too many people besieging him. They are all dead warriors of the Soul Group on the front, back, left and right. They are desperately trying to use their swords to greet him. Even if one falls, there will be someone soon.  Two people came up to fill their seats, like the waves of the sea, one continuous wave after another.  Thanks to the countless experiences of fighting and being chased, Xie Wendong's agility has been developed, and he has also learned the wonderful footwork passed down by him from the elders of Wangyue Pavilion in Hongmen.  The wolf-like soul members were eaten alive.  Xie Wendong was sweating and his breathing gradually became thicker. He felt that the pressure on the left and right was getting bigger and bigger, and the space for him to exert himself was gradually shrinking.  At this time, a dark-faced man in front of him stabbed him with a knife. Xie Wendong wanted to retreat and dodge, but suddenly another knife struck him from behind. He gritted his teeth, inhaled and tightened his abdomen, bowed suddenly, and took action at the same time.  Like lightning, he grabbed the wrist of the strong man holding the sword in front of him. The tip of the Japanese sword was less than one centimeter away from his stomach, but it could no longer stab him. He shouted, turned his wrist outwards with force, and used  The strong man was in pain when he grabbed his hand. With an ouch, the Japanese sword dropped from his hand and fell to the ground, and the man also squatted down.  Xie Wendong restrained the strong man in front of him, but he could no longer dodge the knife behind him. The Japanese knife weighing three to four kilograms struck him hard on the back. Although he had the bulletproof underwear that the black belt gave him to protect his body, this knife  The power was still too much for him to bear.  oh!  Xie Wendong's blood surged from being hit, his throat became sweet, and his stomach and intestines started to bleed.  He held the blood in his mouth and did not dare to spit it out, because his injury would definitely provoke the soul group to attack even more crazily. At that time, his situation would naturally become more and more dangerous. He rolled his eyes and roared, and a large mouthful of blood made him  He swallowed it back, and at the same time, he raised the strong man he had captured and used him as a human shield to block the three Japanese swords that were slashing at him.  The members of the Soul Group struck very hard. The three knives missed Xie Wendong and were all blocked by the strong man's huge body. Xie Wendong even heard the sound of the blade breaking bones.

    ah!  Xie Wendong waved his arm, and the strong man weighing nearly 200 kilograms was thrown out by him. The soul team members in front of him all got out of the way, and the continuous attacks were stopped.  Xie Wendong seized the opportunity and wanted to take a breath, but the knife from behind came again.  He sighed helplessly, shook his head and begged: There are really endless ghosts looking for death!  Xie Wendong shouted loudly and turned around. Two long and narrow sword blades passed through his left and right armpits respectively. Before the opponent could change his moves, he pushed back his arms and locked the two Japanese knives.?Clamp it, use your foot strength below, and it will be a round leg.  The toes were straight, like a sharp sword, kicking someone on the chin.  The man was kicked so high that he jumped up without making a sound. When he landed, his eyes turned white and he fainted.  In addition, the man saw that Xie Wendong was so brave that he easily knocked down his companion with just a raise of his hands and feet. A chill arose in his heart and he wanted to retreat, but the knife was still held under his armpit and he refused to retreat. The fear in his heart made him unable to retreat anymore.  Fighting spirit.  He was hesitant and wavering, but Xie Wendong didn't give him time to think about whether to advance or retreat. He just stepped out. When he got close to the man, the distance between the two was less than three inches. They were face to face, even the other person's face.  The hairs are clearly visible.

    The man looked at Xie Wendong without blinking, his mouth wide open, and he was stunned for a moment.  Xie Wendong is definitely not a handsome man, at best he belongs to the delicate type, but his eyes are very special, single and narrow, even if they are opened, they give people the feeling of squinting, and the dark eyes are so deep that they can't be seen below.  In the meantime, the soft cold air naturally leaves dew, and sometimes the light of wisdom shines out inadvertently, which is as bright as the scorching sun at noon, making people dare not look directly at it.  At this moment, these frighteningly bright eyes were looking at him, and the whites of the eyes were bloodshot and were about to glow red.  For a moment, the man didn't feel like he was being stared at. Those eyes should belong to a beast or a devil.

    He is not a timid person. He has experienced countless big and small battles. I am afraid that many people died under his hands. But at this time, when he faced Xie Wendong, he was really scared.  With a scream, the man threw away the Japanese knife, turned around and ran away.  It would be humiliating to run away, but at least you could survive.  Xie Wendong seemed to have no intention of letting him go. He bent his knees slightly and suddenly shot out like an arrow. He grabbed the hair on the back of the man's head with one hand and pulled it into his arms. The other person felt pain and raised his head helplessly. Xie Wendong raised his head.  With the other hand, he punched the man in the neck with all his strength.  Click!  There was a crisp sound, and the man's head was suddenly pulled down weakly. His tibia had been broken by Xie Wendong's punch.

    After letting go of their hands, the members of the Soul Group, who were foaming at the mouth, fell to the ground in a daze, their bodies still trembling and twitching.  Thanks to this person's escape, Xie Wendong finally broke out of the encirclement. He took a long breath, wiped the sweat from his face, and looked at the Soul Team members who were approaching him with red eyes.  There is an upright scar in the middle of Sanyan's eyebrows. At a glance, it seems to be a third eye. This is also the origin of the nickname "Sanyan". Everyone knows that when he is  When the third eye is congested, no one should mess with it, because the third eye is the most terrifying at that time.  And when Xie Wendong's eyes glow red, it means destruction.

    Xie Wendong raised the corners of his mouth and smiled. No one would be able to smile when surrounded by such powerful enemies, but he smiled instead. His eyes narrowed into two arc-shaped curves. Without taking a step back, he tiptoed  Gou casually grabbed the Japanese sword that was lifted up by him, and swung it with his hand. Feeling that the weight was just right, he waved to the soul team members with a relaxed expression.  The soul team members hated his provocative actions, but their steps became slower and slower.  The more confident he becomes, the more unsure the Soul Team members become.

    Xie Wendong couldn't stand the opponent's crawling speed, so he attacked first.  He shouted in shock, picked up the Japanese sword in his hand, and slashed the person closest to him in Huashan.  No one can tell how powerful this knife is, but the whining sound made by the blade hanging from the wind is shocking.  Seeing that he was coming with a fierce force, the man did not dare to give way for fear of being lost, so he had to hold his hair and use his sword to parry.  There was only a golden sound in the ear, sparks flew everywhere, and the Japanese swords in the hands of the two men were split into two parts at the same time.  Although the knife in Xie Wendong's hand was broken, the power of the knife did not decrease, and the sharp and broken head still scratched the man's chest.  Killed in one blow, without any means of recovery, Xie Wendong retreated, holding a short blade and standing with his chest raised.  He looked down and saw that his hands were full of blood, both from the opponent and from his own. Just now, he had a head-on collision with the opponent and cracked his tiger's mouth.

    ?????????? Following the same trick, he used his foot to pick up a Japanese sword that had been abandoned by the soul team members. He glanced around with cold eyes, calmed down and said softly: "Next, please."

    Most of the people in the soul group did not understand Chinese and did not understand what he meant. At the same time, they were afraid and looked at each other. No one dared to be the first to rush forward.

    People in the soul group are not all cowards, right?  Li Shuang and Gao Qiang dealt with the last two opponents who were fighting with them, one on the left and one on the right, and walked to stand behind Xie Wendong.

    Without looking, Xie Wendong also knew who the two people behind him were. He felt relieved and felt tired like a tide. He shook his head and looked at the many soul team members with a helpless smile and said: It's a pity.  Best chance of death.  After saying that, he swayed, took a few steps back, leaned against the wall weakly, and took in big breaths.  At this time, the soul team members realized that Xie Wendong just now was at the end of his strength and was not vulnerable at all. The arrogance and self-confidence were just pretended by him. Thinking of this, he felt very sad in his heart.Being fooled, the soul team members shouted angrily, roared and rushed forward.  But now, if they wanted to kill Xie Wendong, they had to jump over two people first. Li Shuang and Gao Qiang were particularly difficult to deal with and refused to give up. After a while, Jiang Sen saw Xie Wendong's ugly face and joined the battle group.  Three people with different looks, three different styles of knives, and three completely different fighting styles combined to form an insurmountable mountain, blocking the soul team members from the outside. Xie Wendong, who was exhausted, was close to them.  He was close at hand, but he couldn't take another step forward to kill him. He was so anxious that the rest of the soul team screamed and cursed.

    Xiaofeng took the opportunity to come to Xie Wendong, held his right arm, and asked with concern: Brother Dong, how are you?  Xie Wendong's eyes went dark, and he couldn't look down on who was coming, but the aroma that penetrated his nose was familiar to him. He shook his head and said with a wry smile: It's okay, he won't die yet.  As he was speaking, a huge pain shot up his spine, causing him to frown and secretly grit his teeth.  The members of the soul team had hit him hard in the back and started to demand payment from him.  You are hurt?  Xiaofeng was startled and expressed his concern. Regardless of Xie Wendong's objections, he forcibly lifted up his clothes. He saw a black and purple bruise nearly a foot and a half long on the slightly fair skin on his back, and there was actually leakage on it.  The little drops of blood are shocking.  ah!  Xiaofeng took a breath of air and secretly thought that this was an injury that could kill someone!  If the inner abdomen was not injured, there would be no such phenomenon of bleeding from blunt trauma. Ordinary people would be unable to stand up after receiving such a heavy blow, but Dong Ge was still able to kill the enemy. He really could not fall down.  Don't you call it a miracle?  Xiaofeng looked at Xie Wendong, who was still smiling bitterly. He didn't know what kind of force was supporting this young man who looked a little thin and was in his early twenties and was almost the same age as himself.  Xie Wendong was a little embarrassed and slapped away the little hands that were grabbing his clothes. Seeing Xiaofeng in a daze, he laughed, waved his hand in front of her eyes, and said with a smile: My figure doesn't seem to be that attractive.

    DongBrother Dong, are you really?  Xiaofeng came back to her senses and was moved by Xie Wendong's smile. Halfway through her words, she couldn't say any more.

    Xie Wendong raised his head and smiled, and said: I told you, I can't die, and the soul group's shrimp soldiers and crab generals can't do anything to me.  He straightened his back, frowned slightly, and said to Xiaofeng: Help me pick a knife.  Brother Dong, you can't fight anymore, your injury Xiaofeng grabbed his arm and stopped him.  Xie Wendong raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a heart-warming smile, and said leisurely: My brother is bleeding and fighting in the front, but I sit back and enjoy the results. That is not my style, unless I die.  Xiaofeng, help me pick a knife!

    Xiaofeng was helpless. Xie Wendong said the following words in a commanding tone. As his bodyguard and assistant, she could only obey unconditionally.  He bent down and picked up a blade discarded by Wei Ming's men, handed it to Xie Wendong, and said softly: Brother Dong, your life is more important to us than anything else.  hehe!  Xie Wendong showed his face and said: Don't worry, they can't kill me.  It was then and it is now.  As he spoke, he strode into the chaotic battle group.  He appeared again in full swing, as if he had injected a dose of stimulants and blood coagulants into both sides of the battle.  When Xie Wendong saw that he was fine, he naturally became energetic and his combat effectiveness greatly increased.  The blood of the soul team members seemed to have solidified, their fighting spirit dropped sharply, and the hope that had finally been ignited just now also disappeared and was shattered.  {Piaotia Literature www.piaotia.com thanks all book friends for their support. Your support is our greatest motivation}
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