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After this battle, the Hong Gang lost only about fifty of their brothers, while the Ninjas in Japan lost over thirty. Although the Hong Gang did not have the advantage in numbers, this was not a small blow to the Japanese Yakuza Group and the Qing Gang.

Over the past few days, Hua had already set up spies at airports, terminals and stations. According to the reports from the scouts, the Japanese mountain crew was on their way to Taiwan.

In order to gain the upper hand in the war, Hua Qianlou developed a plan to first destroy their base. With the unanimous approval of the Hong Gang, the battle between the Hong Gang and Qing Gang officially began.

For the past few days, Chen Shuixi and Su Manli had been under a lot of pressure, repeatedly warning the two gangs to try their best to not affect the citizens. However, once they started fighting, it would more or less have an impact. Hua Qianlou's first target was a temple street in Tainan City.

The flames of war had burned every corner of the temple street, and after a short while, the narrow alleyway was filled with corpses. The strong smell of blood pressed down on everyone's hearts, making them feel like vomiting after hearing it.

The bustling streets of the temple, in the early hours of the morning, became a living hell. Life here is like a delicate flower bud, a light touch will wither. In this place, human nature had already been completely wiped out. Everyone's eyes shone with the cold light of a beast hunting. The enemy in their eyes was no longer a human, but a food that could stop them from starving, so they would do everything they could to kill the enemy. "Here, there is no compassion, no compassion, and no tolerance. There is only endless hatred and killing!

The white fish belly in the sky gradually expanded, and the distant sky began to glow. The early morning breeze was somewhat chilly, just like an unforgettable sorrow. It submerged itself behind the desolate curtain of the night. Countless souls would rise to the sun and receive the next cycle of reincarnation.

The long and narrow alleyway of Temple Street was like a yellow springs path to hell, devouring one fresh life after another. The brothers of the Hong Gang and the men of the Qing Gang had yet to awaken in the dark night, and in the future, when dawn arrived, they would engage in an intense battle with a white blade. Although there was no smoke in the battle, it was even more brutal than the battle with smoke, because it was all cold weapons killing each other, and the degree of devastation was no less than the war with gunpowder.

While Greed was trying to kill a small boss, the Savage Army had pulled out two Mountain Splitting Axes from their back. The sharp edge of the axes were as thin as paper and only a ray of cold light could be seen.

The reason why Po Jun was called Savage Tiger was because of his impetuous personality. Once he became angry, he was as terrifying as a tiger. Moreover, this person had a battle with Savage Rowan. He was rushing forward and completely disregarding his own life. The only thing in his eyes was to kill! KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL! As long as a target was targeted by the Destruction Army, they would be like a sheep entering a tiger's den; they would definitely not be able to escape.

The battle horn hovered above the temple street. Po Jun's eyes were bloodshot. With a flick of his wrist, the pair of Splitting Mountain Axe spun in his hands like a windmill. With this heavy Mountain Splitting Axe, even if an ordinary person were to lift it, it would take a lot of effort. However, with Po Jun raising both his axes, it was like a circus act. This showed just how much energy was stored within his body.

"Get out of my way!" With a furious roar, Po Jun swung his axe and charged into the camp of the Qing Gang.

The Broken Army was like an armored tank, rampaging through the crowd. It slaughtered the Qing gang members to the point where they cried for their parents. Every time the Splitting Mountain Axe chopped down, it would set off a rain of blood, accompanied by some broken limbs.

Po Jun swung the Splitting Mountain Axe towards the head of one of the blade wielders from Qing Gang. The blade wielder's face was filled with horror as he hurriedly raised his blade to block. With an explosive bang, the Green Gang's sabre wielder was chopped into two halves by the Broken Army's axe strike. A bloody mist rose into the air, scaring all of the nearby Qing Gang sabremen into a daze.

"F * * k, f * * k, your mother!"

A member of the Qing Gang who wanted to make a meritorious service suddenly jumped out from behind Po Jun, his crescent blade shining brightly as he pointed at the big acupoint on Po Jun's waist.

The decapitated soldier did not even turn his head, but from the sound of the wind, the axe in his left hand was placed horizontally across his waist, blocking the blade. At the same time, his right hand gripped the axe tightly as he swung it backwards. He only saw a half-arc of cold light flash by, and it flew into the Qing Gang swordsman's neck.

The blade wielder's expression suddenly froze, his entire body seemed to have been imbued with a Body Securing Spell as he blankly stared at Po Jun's back. Suddenly, his body began to tremble violently, and the expression on his face became more and more peculiar. With a "pu" sound, a fountain sprayed out from his neck, and the swordsman's head was sent flying into the air by the blood spewing from his severed neck.

Behind him was a cloud of bloody mist and a headless corpse. The Broken Army stood there coldly with sharp axes in their hands. The scene gave off a breathtaking bloody aesthetic.

The two Qing Gang swordsmen who were standing closest to the headless body vomited. They covered their mouths and retreated.

Po Jun let out a cold snort as he twisted his waist and extended his right hand. The axe in his hand spun in the air, arcing through the air before flying back to Po Jun's hand, as if the axe had never left his palm.

The crowd looked at the two swordsmen in surprise. They saw that their faces were ashen, and they staggered back a few steps. Those with sharp eyes discovered that a blood vein had suddenly appeared on their necks. The blood vein rapidly expanded into a bloody hole, and all the oxygen that was sucked into their bodies leaked out. The two of them panted for a moment before falling to the ground with a thud.

Po Jun slowly moved forward with his dripping axe. Wherever he went, no one dared to intercept him. At this moment, the situation was extremely strange. The Qing Gang's sabremen, as if welcoming their boss, actually respectfully made a path for Po Jun. In fact, this was also a chain reaction. The people at the back saw that the people at the front had retreated and naturally followed, but if the people at the front were able to move forward, then the people at the back would also rush forward. People often said that the head had to be opened properly, otherwise, it would be extremely troublesome.

"A bunch of useless bums!"

A Golden Blade Hand hurriedly shouted when he saw that the situation had taken a turn for the worse.

This man was the guy who hid under the truck. His name was Nie Rongtian, and he was originally a laborer. After practicing kung fu for a few days, he gradually became the boss of that group of laborers and became highly regarded by the boss.

Whoosh!

A silhouette descended from the sky and landed beside Nie Rongtian, standing shoulder to shoulder with him. This man was one of the twelve golden swordsmen of Qing Gang, named Gao Bu. His lightness skills were not bad. Just now, he was the one facing the incoming truck, squeaking as he made his way to the second floor. This Gob used to be a sprinter. He was light and agile, and he ran like a gust of wind. Not even a shadow could be seen. It was precisely because of this deep foundation that Gao Bu was most proficient in lightness and leg techniques, which made his martial arts a lot weaker.

However, Gobi's leg technique was not just for show. It was fierce and powerful, especially since he excelled in leg techniques. There was no doubt that he would be able to sit in the position of one of the Twelve Golden Blade Masters.

Gao Bu and Nie Rongtian said, "This person's fighting strength is extremely high. We need to join hands and fight!"

The 12 Gold Blades were in their own class on a daily basis. Because the 12 Gold Blades did not have a rank, they did not give in to each other. Moreover, in order to prove their abilities, they would occasionally fight alone, but today, this Gao Bu made an unprecedented request to fight together with Nie Rongtian.

Nie Rongtian wasn't a fool. He witnessed the tragic death of a Golden Blade Hand with his own eyes. That person was beaten to death by a man with a mace in his hand. Now that Gao Bu had volunteered to fight with him, it gave him a way out and gave Nie Rongtian some fighting confidence.

Gao Bu said in a low voice: "Let these lackeys surround that guy and consume his physical strength. When his internal energy is weak, the two of us will wait for an opportunity to make our move!"

Nie Rongtian secretly thought that Gao Bu had thought it through, so he nodded and silently acknowledged Gao Bu's fighting style.

"Damn it, all of you, charge! You're not allowed to retreat!" I will kill whoever steps back! " Gao Bu shouted at the Qing Gang's swordsmen. It seemed that all the elders of Qing Gang liked to learn this intimidating technique. It was unknown who they learned it from.

Under the pressure of Nie Rongtian and Gao Bu, the two golden swordsmen, the Qing Gang's sabremen were helpless. One by one, they summoned up their courage and rushed towards Po Jun.

Facts have proven that courage cannot be equated with life. Many times, reckless courage will accelerate one's death. The two dazzling cold glows surged up, and the few Qing sect sabremen who were at the front fell to the ground with miserable cries. At a distance of over ten meters, there were already close to ten members of Qing Gang falling down. They almost didn't have any fight with Po Jun, just one axe strike, one seemingly unsophisticated axe strike, and then the Qing Gang's hands would definitely be cut down on the ground. They did not even have a chance to defend themselves.

Nie Rongtian and Gao Bu were dumbstruck as they watched. Gao Bu muttered, "His moves are obviously ordinary, but why …" Why can't our people resist it? "

Nie Rongtian took a deep breath and said, "Not only was it unstoppable, it was completely unresponsive!"

To Po Jun, these Qing Gang's sabremen were simply small fry. Killing them was as easy as killing a chicken. However, there was a limit to the amount of energy one could wield. After killing for a long time, the energy within his body would slowly be depleted and he would gradually feel exhausted.

At this moment, each of Po Jun's strikes was still incomparably powerful. However, it was clearly weaker than the initial attack.

Seeing this, Nie Rongtian and Gao Bu were overjoyed. They thought to themselves, "After a while, he won't be able to make it anymore!"

The defeated army had gone in alone, leaving the Hong gang far behind. At this moment, he was waiting, firstly, for his physical strength to recover, and secondly, for the Hong gang's reinforcements to arrive. This time, Hua QianXun had sent Greedy Seven Stars to cut down the twelve Golden Swordsmen. Now that Greedy Wolf had killed one of them, if he could also take care of the two Golden Swordsmen in front of him, then it would be a huge merit!