Chapter 172

Qiang!

Another weapons intersection.

In the past few minutes, sowanda suddenly felt that Lyon's offensive had become particularly rapid.

Had it not been for Mrs. Gao's help, he might have been cut by Lyon in a one-on-one situation.

Even so, he was smothered by Lyon's stormy chopping.

Although the long life span, the martial arts level of hand and five fingers has reached a certain height. However, in the final analysis, they are only experienced martial artists.

In front of Lyon, it is still a little inferior.

Had it not been for accumulating experience and learning more powerful Thor power, Lyon would have included another extraordinary skill of Luke cage [super power] in the skill list.

In that case, one force will drop for ten meetings. Just now, when you lift your Yin foot, you will directly beat all the eggs to suowanda!

Where can I get this African black uncle, dancing a knife and a gun in front of me

However, there is a reckless way of playing. Lyon, who has no super power, has the same way to kill suowanda.

Just need to spend more time and seize the right time

However, it's interesting to say that Lyon, Mrs. Gao and sowanda all learned "Qi".

Thanks to the persistence of "Qi", the endurance of the three people is very outstanding.

Nearly twenty minutes have passed since Lyon reached the top floor.

Generally speaking, a master will quickly decide the outcome in a short time.

However, the battle has been a little long.

But it's time to end

At this time, Leon, who rolled sideways and avoided Gao Fu's popularity palm, looked back and saw suowanda coming after him.

Perhaps it was the energy and spirit consumed by the battle that made sowanda forget for a moment that she reluctantly tied Lyon by relying on Mrs. Gao's long-range attack.

At this time, taking advantage of Lyon's uncertain foothold, he tried to come forward and stab Lyon.

However, eager for success, he made a major mistake: he even stood between Lyon and Mrs. Gao!

In this way, Mrs. Gao's Qigong palm can't support suowanda!

Although there was only a moment when his body was staggered, Lyon was very keen to capture this precious fighter!

"Right now!"

The heart can't help roaring, Leon's eyes coagulate, his body squats slightly, his hands hold the "dark moon" in his hands, and turning around is a turn back and cut!

The dark Tang Dao turned into a thunderbolt and accurately cut the crack of suowanda's attack short Dao!

The already devastated blade can be quickly disconnected at a speed visible to the naked eye.

With a "choke", one of the short knives in sawanda's hand, made of aidman alloy, was finally cut off by Lyon's intentional calculation!

The sharp blade, accompanied by the breaking wind, was instantly knocked away.

However, this is only the beginning!

The "dark moon" that cut off the short knife, castrated unabated, crossed his neck from bottom to top under suowanda's frightened eyes!

Pooh!

Without time to block, the sharp blade easily drew a thin blood red line on suowanda's dark neck.

"Uh..."

Dang!

Sawanda, whose throat was cut, loosened her hands powerlessly, and both short knives fell to the ground freely.

His trembling lips seemed to want to say something, but the massive blood flowing from his neck completely drowned his last words

Seeing this scene, Mrs. Gao was filled with grief and anger. She couldn't help shouting again:

"Suowanda!!!"

This was the second time she had watched her companion die by Lyon's knife.

Even the long life that death can't deprive at will is reaped at will by this brown haired youth!

This made Mrs. Gao wonder: is this man the killer sent by death to punish them?

Boom!

Suowanda's whole body fell powerlessly into a pool of blood, and the splashing blood seemed to add a finishing touch to the picture.

If the bodies of suowanda and Alexandra are used as pen and ink, and the floor of the hall is a huge drawing paper.

And Leon is a painter with a brush!

However, this masterpiece entitled "the destruction of the hand and the society" has not been completed.

Only the last ornament

Thinking of this, Lyon raised his head and threw his deep blue eyes at Mrs. Gao not far away.

Some grudges don't need too many reasons.

The war, to put it bluntly, is the old-fashioned story of hand and meeting to send someone to assassinate Lyon and being killed by Lyon.

However, to the surprise of Mrs. Gao and others, Lyon killed all the leaders of the hand and meeting on his own

"Did the blogger die in your hand?" after witnessing the death of her companion, Mrs. Gao's wrinkled old face looked more haggard and aging.

Facing Mrs. Gao's question, Lyon didn't answer and was silent.

For this reason, he didn't want to spend any more time explaining too much to Mrs. Gao, who was dying.

Seeing Leon didn't answer, as his default Mrs. Gao, she sighed slightly, "in this way, all of us who have defected from Kunlun and lived for countless years have been planted in the hands of a hairy boy like you. It's really ironic..."

She seems to have been prepared for the fate she is about to face.

Also, as early as a few months ago, when she played Lyon alone, she learned his strength.

In Mrs. Gao's view, it is almost impossible for an old woman who is inconvenient to move to retreat in front of Lyon, an agile and invulnerable opponent.

You can't beat it.

In the case of three to one, she can't beat Lyon. What's more, she's left alone now?

Then, Mrs. Gao has only one choice left: fight to the death!

However, boxing is afraid of youth, not to mention what Mrs. Gao is facing is Lyon, a strong enemy without obvious weakness.

The old lady's desperate struggle, in Lyon's view, is just the last weak struggle

Several moves and turns, stepping on coherent steps, avoiding Leon of Qigong palm, dodged behind Mrs. Gao, and a knife ran through Mrs. Gao's thin body!

Standing behind Mrs. Gao, the silent Lyon suddenly left Mrs. Gao with the last puzzle:

"Sorry, hand and meeting, I will manage it well for you."

Before the words fell, Lyon turned around, waved his Tang Dao and cut off Mrs. Gao's head!

The head with doubts in his eyes drew a parabola in the air and finally fell between the bodies of sowanda and Alexandra.

It can be regarded as the last stroke for this bloody and flirtatious painting