Compared with this thorn-shaped black iron meteorite hammer, the momentum of those feather arrows before can be regarded as weak.
But Han Huaijun wasn't a frivolous man. He blocked his sword and listened to the sound of a "boom". The huge meteor hammer was blocked back, but the power shook him in his hands, and his right-handed sword was almost released.
He was shocked, with an ominous hunch.
At this moment, a brazen man with a scumbag and a tall head was seen coming in from the wide open front door, swinging the meteor hammer just in his hand. When several bandits around him saw him, they surrounded him: "Boss Wang, you're finally here!" Look at them, as if they have the backbone.
The boss Wang is obviously different from these ordinary bandits. His eyes are murderous, and a scar on his right face extends from the corner of his eyes to the corner of his mouth. Obviously, this person is not what he is now. Good men and women, must have seen a lot of blood in his hands.
Boss Wang gave a dismissive look at Han Huaijun and said roughly, "What are you waiting for? Although this martial art is pretty good, after all, we are all alone, we have hundreds of brothers, are we afraid of one person in this area! Give me all!" "He thought to himself, this one is not enough, just two people go together, two people are not enough, just four people ... If this wheel is not a success, I am afraid you will not die!
"Yes, boss!" The gangsters' morale rose, they raised their swords and besieged the past, and there were people from the back who put cold arrows from time to time ...
Han Huaijun remained calm, and the condensed face could not see his true heart. For him, his purpose was achieved, and everyone else had retreated to the flower hall.
As soon as the crowd entered the flower hall, a few girl-girls quickly closed the door with their hands and bolted the door bolt.
"Hurry up! Use your table and chairs against the door!"
With an order from Han Lingfu, Mo Xiyi and three other family members also joined the girls' queue and moved the rest of the furniture in the hall, stacked together, and arrived at the door.
But even so, everyone still feels that this door is like a thin piece of rice paper. As long as anyone pushes it gently, it will collapse and collapse.
Across the thick door panel, the sound of killing and screaming outside the door still came into their ears one after another, each of them making their heart beat.
The atmosphere inside the flower hall was so heavy that everyone was almost out of breath, and every breath became so difficult.
"My elder brother, they don't know what's going on ..." Han Qixia bit her lower lip, her eyes couldn't be more complicated.
She is the eldest daughter of King Qi, and was born by Princess Qi. Since birth, she has been a natural hostility to this uncle's brother Han Huaijun. Everyone around her, including her mother and concubine, has told her not to be with him. The brother is too close, and she takes it for granted! ...... Until now, watching Brother Xi and the guards kill each other with their lives, her heart was complicated beyond words ...
Han Huaijun doesn't know what happened?
At this moment, almost everyone in the flower hall is thinking about this question, but no one answers.
The number of bandits is huge. This pair of fists is difficult to fight with four hands, not to mention, Han Huaijun and the bandits have been fighting for so long, I'm afraid it is already the end of the crossbow. It's not just him, most of the guards and guards are afraid that most of them will not be able to return. At this moment, I don't know how many of them are alive!
Thought of this, everyone felt like a mountain in their hearts, even more heavy.
In the silence, a sharp female voice suddenly sounded: "Nangong 玥, I blame you!"
Everyone couldn't help but look at the sound, and saw that Qu Yueyue did not know when he came to the front of Nangong, and angrily extended his right finger to Nangong's nose.