Yuan Guangbo's eyes were red, and he was breathing heavily as he fell in front of Zhu Yougui. If you look carefully, you can see that his pupils are dilated and his vision is unfocused.
"Gang leader?"
Zhu Yougui was first shocked by Song Xing's ruthless method of killing Ke Baituo, and then saw Yuan Guangbo's sudden appearance. Out of fear, he subconsciously took two steps closer to Yuan Guangbo.
Little did he know that it was his slight movement that instantly attracted the attention of the already crazy Yuan Guangbo.
Looking at Yuan Guangbo's crazy eyes, Zhu Yougui's expression suddenly changed, and he secretly screamed.
But before he could react, he suddenly felt a chill coming from his neck, followed by a sharp pain that surged through his body, and then he lost consciousness.
Huang Mutao and Cui Nandi on the side could see clearly that when Zhu Yougui moved, Yuan Guangbo approached Zhu Yougui at a ghostly speed, then grabbed his neck and feet with one hand and tore him in half.
The two of them were immediately shocked. They must know that although Yuan Guangbo's martial arts was stronger than theirs and others, he had not crushed Zhu Yougui like this in the past.
"The gang leader is crazy! Kill Hall Master Zhu!"
Zhu Yougui was killed, and the Haisha Gang who followed him suddenly shouted in horror.
Looking at Yuan Guangbo, whose head and face were covered with Zhu Yougui's blood, Huang Mudao felt a chill sweep through his body, just because Yuan Guangbo's murderous eyes were already staring at him.
"retreat!"
Huang Mudao, who knew that he was definitely no match for Yuan Guangbo, made a decisive decision and flew back.
Pulled by Huang Mu Dao's movements, Yuan Guangbo let out an inexplicable roar and chased Huang Mu Dao at a faster speed.
Seeing that there was no way to retreat, Huang Mudao's eyes turned cold, and the spear from behind instantly came into his hands, stabbing the chest of Yuan Guangbo who was rushing forward, trying to force him to retreat.
Yuan Guangbo didn't seem to notice, and allowed the spear to pierce his left shoulder. At the same time, he hit Huang Mudao's abdomen with his right fist, causing him to vomit blood and fly up.
"Those named Cui, join forces, otherwise everyone will die!"
Looking at Yuan Guangbo who was like a madman, although he suddenly improved in strength for some reason, Huang Mudao knew that he alone was definitely not the opponent of Yuan Guangbo now.
When Huang Mudao finished speaking, a huge iron abacus was printed on Yuan Guangbo's face.
Normally, with Yuan Guangbo's body skills and Cui Nandi's abacus, it would have been impossible to touch Yuan Guangbo's body, but at this moment, he received a solid blow.
Cui Nandi did not hold back. The powerful force that could hit the head with one blow only made Yuan Guangbo have a few more blood marks on his face. His burly body swayed in place and stopped chasing Huang Mudao.
"What's going on? Why did the gang leader become so strong?"
Cui Nandi came to stand next to Huang Mutao, looking warily at Yuan Guangbo not far away.
Huang Mudao spat out a mouthful of blood froth and said bitterly: "How do I know? I have never heard of someone suffering from a brain disease and still having great improvement in his martial arts!"
At this moment, Huang Mutao felt a hand gently put on his shoulder, "You mean, after Yuan Guangbo went crazy, his skills improved greatly?"
He was touched behind his back silently, but he didn't notice it at all. Huang Mudao was horrified, but he stood there, not daring to move.
Because he heard that the person speaking behind him was none other than Song Xing.
Song Xing's other hand was placed on Cui Nandi's shoulder. If he wanted to, he could break their necks in an instant.
"Yes! Although Gang Leader Yuan said before that his hidden weapon skills are not weak, it is absolutely impossible to kill Zhu Yougui with one move, let alone beat me with no power to parry with one move."
A drop of cold sweat slipped from Huang Mudao's forehead. Huang Mudao stared at Yuan Guangbo who was very close at hand, not daring to make any unnecessary movements.
"Interesting! In that case, let me test how strong you have become now."
Song Xing let go of his hands on their shoulders, passed between them, and met the crazy Yuan Guangbo with a cloud-detecting hand!
After Song Xing's transformation, the destructive power of the Hunyuan Gong is far greater than before. In addition, when he killed the Yan Ling Sword Ghost, the power gained from the Yan Ling Sword was converted into ten years of internal power. At this moment, Song Xing's internal power was cultivated. , has reached a considerable number.
In addition, he has experienced several worlds, and his control over his body has long been beyond the reach of ordinary people. With a casual punch, he can tap into all the potential of his body and exert power beyond its limits.
Amidst the loud noise, Yuan Guangbo, who had greatly increased his skill as Huang Mutao and his two men looked at each other with dull eyes, was knocked down from the air by Song Xing's seemingly light cloud hand.
The burly body hit the ground hard, and even the hard ground that had been trampled on all year round was forced to create a huge dent.
With a crazy roar, Yuan Guangbo stood up again and rushed towards Song Xing.
The power that could easily kill Ke Baituo only caused some superficial injuries to him.
"The strength and defense have increased greatly in a short period of time, but the attack is unorganized, not even comparable to the best players in the world. Will the price be that you will lose your mind and become unconscious?"
After knocking Yuan Guangbo over three times in a row, Song Xing looked at Yuan Guangbo who continued to get up and murmured to himself.
Seeing that this man was completely crazy and couldn't ask any more questions, Song Xing finally stopped holding back and pointed his finger like a knife, like a willow leaf fluttering to avoid Yuan Guangbo's attack. In an instant, he pointed his finger on his forehead, The powerful internal force penetrated into the skull, instantly churning the man's brain into paste, and he died suddenly on the spot.
Seeing that a powerful man like Yuan Guangbo was killed, and seeing Song Xing's gaze, Huang Mudao was so blessed that his knees softened and he knelt in front of Song Xing: "Huang Mudao, meet the gang leader!"
Faced with such a strong Song Xing, nothing happened next. Cui Nandi surrendered immediately, Yuan Guangbo and Ke Baituo died, and Song Xing naturally became the new leader of the Haisha Gang. .
While cleaning up the remnants of Yuan Guangbo's cronies, Song Xing also learned from those cronies that Yuan Guangbo's madness was caused by a sword he got a month ago.
"Dragon-slaying knife?"
Song Xing looked at Yuan Guangbo's body, recalling his crazy and senseless appearance before his death, and a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes again.
The supreme king of martial arts, slaying the dragon with his precious sword!
Can the dragon-slaying knife affect the sanity of the wielder?
Is it possible that this sword, which can command the martial arts world, is actually a mysterious object?
Song Xing carefully recalled in his mind what material the dragon-slaying knife was made of.
It seems that Guo Jing and Huang Rong, after foreseeing that Xiangyang could not be defended, forged it from the black iron heavy sword given by the Condor Hero Yang Guo?
And the Xuantie Heavy Sword was inherited from Dugu Qiubai!
Is there something wrong with the Dark Iron Heavy Sword itself, or is it that after the Dragon Slaying Sword wandered into the world, it was affected by a strange force and became possessed by a strange thing?
If the Dragon-Slaying Sword is a strange thing, then the Yitian Sword, which is as famous as the Dragon-Slaying Sword, is also a strange thing?
What happened in Xiangyang City before the city was destroyed?
Thinking of this, Song Xing strolled up to Yuan Guangbo. Unexpectedly, when he squatted in front of the corpse, he actually felt a weak force hovering in the brain of the corpse. It was actually the same force that he had sensed in Yan Ling Dao. , very similar.
(End of chapter)
