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The leader of the gangsters slapped the man who spoke on the head and said:
"What the hell are you talking about? I only believe in the fists in my hands. If there are ghosts and gods in this world, I have done so many bad things and can I still be alive today?"
When the little gangster heard what the boss said was reasonable, he nodded and said:
"Yes, yes! Boss, you are smart and mighty, but what's going on with that kid over there?"
The leader of the gangsters returned his eyes to Mu Yang. Looking at Mu Yang's figure stretched by the fire, he took a deep breath, although he didn't know what happened to that kid? But the only thing he can be sure of is that Mu Yang must be here to take revenge on him.
The leader of the little gangster had no idea of ??the soldiers coming to cover up the water and the earth. He said to the men beside him:
"You guys go up together and don't give that little guy a chance to breathe. I'll support you from behind! It's possible to kill that kid right away!"
The meaning of this sentence is: you go and be cannon fodder first, while I ponder the situation from the side.
Not all of Xiaotou¡¯s subordinates are fools, but they dare not disobey their boss¡¯s orders, otherwise their lives in the future will be even more miserable than Mu Yang¡¯s.
The gangsters looked at each other, and finally they all gritted their teeth and rushed towards Mu Yang with a roar.
There were not many gangsters, but there were definitely a lot of them. There were probably dozens of them. Everyone took out the weapons they carried with them, including daggers, baseball bats, and even nunchakus, all kinds of weapons.
Luo Ke shook his head in the distance. This was a fight between mortals, which was completely different from a fight between warriors practicing martial arts.
Warriors rely on their cultivation and magic weapons to fight. The fights are so powerful that they can move mountains and seas at every turn, and the aura emitted by magic weapons is dazzling.
It¡¯s much easier for mortals to fight. It depends on who is ruthless enough, whose weapons are more powerful, and winning by numbers.
Dozens of gangsters committed suicide and rushed towards Mu Yang in a rage. Although Mu Yang's momentum was shocking enough, people are like this sometimes. Once they follow the crowd, they have nothing to fear.
Since there are teammates around you anyway, if you are beaten, you can¡¯t be beaten first, right?
The little gangsters with this kind of thinking have much less fear, or even no fear at all.
Mu Yang still walked forward slowly, his eyes never leaving the gangster leader.
A gangster thrust his dagger into Mu Yang's chest. If Mu Yang didn't dodge, the blow would be fatal.
In the eyes of the gangster, a sharp and fast sword strike seemed to have slowed down in Mu Yang's eyes. The warrior's cultivation brought Mu Yang more than just an increase in strength.
The senses and reactions of the five senses are directly related to the cultivation level of the warrior.
Mu Yang looked at the dagger stabbed at him. He felt that he had dozens of ways to avoid the blow.
He used the simplest method, which was also the least labor-intensive. Mu Yang turned his body to one side and managed to avoid the blow from the dagger.
Although it is close to his chest, Mu Yang is extremely measured. Now he finally understands why those masters are always in danger, but there is only the slightest difference in fighting back and forth for thousands of rounds.
This is of course not the deliberate exaggeration of those masters, but the fact that they are confident that they can dodge seemingly dangerous attacks with minimal consumption.
Just like Mu Yang faced this stab that seemed fast and fierce to ordinary people, but in Mu Yang's eyes, it was slow! too slow!
Mu Yang turned sideways to avoid the stabbing, and at the same time, he took another step forward, leaned forward, and hit the young gangster's abdomen with his shoulder.
??The quick and decisive decision makes people really wonder whether this is a skinny child who is only about ten years old.
The young gangster covered his lower abdomen in pain. The burning pain made him frown, and at the same time, he sweated like soybeans on his forehead.
This little gangster has obviously lost all his fighting power. He must have been lying on the bed for several months. He could no longer hold the dagger and let go.
Mu Yang had already reached out to catch the dagger before it hit the ground, holding the dagger upside down and rushing forward like a little cheetah.
In front of Mu Yang was a gangster holding a mace. Mu Yang was so fast that he only saw a black shadow rushing towards him. Without thinking, Mu YangThe stick swept towards the black shadow.
Whispering wind! This powerful and heavy blow did not hit anything.
The little gangster came back to his senses and wanted to find where the black shadow was. He looked around for a week and found nothing. The black shadow just disappeared out of thin air?
The little gangster was confused and suddenly felt that the mace seemed a little heavy. When he looked at the top of his mace, he found Mu Yang squatting quietly on top of the mace like a kitten.
The little gangster was shocked! What kind of magical operation is this? Can you still play like this?
It¡¯s just that Mu Yang will no longer give the little gangster more time to think.
Mu Yang kicked his legs downwards, and the gangster's mace sank downwards. Mu Yang used the reaction force to rush towards the gangster's face.
The little gangster looked at Mu Yang's cold eyes and felt as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake.
The little gangster watched Mu Yang attack him, and he could only hold up his only weapon, the mace, and block it above his head.
"Peng!"
Sparks flew everywhere. Mu Yang's dagger collided with the gangster's mace, causing a lot of sparks. After all, it was just an ordinary weapon, without the blessing of immortal materials. The dagger could not withstand Mu Yang's two-star warrior. The strength was abruptly broken from the middle.
Luo Ke shook his head gently at the side. Although Mu Yang fought more fiercely, he was still too aggressive. Using his own power in such a critical attack would make Mu Yang feel better when the spiritual energy disappeared.
Mu Yang¡¯s dagger broke, which was enough to show how powerful it was. The little gangster was cut down by Mu Yang¡¯s blow from the sky and fell to his knees on the ground.
The mouths of the two palms of the little gangster's hands holding the mace were also cracked, and his hands were already dripping with blood.
As soon as the little bastard got up, Mu Yang kicked him in the chest, causing him to slip out.
A strong gust of wind sneaked up on Mu Yang's head. Mu Yang ducked down to avoid it, then bowed down and charged up his energy to shoot towards the gangster who sneaked up on him.
The distance between the two was too close, and Mu Yang's speed was too fast. The little gangster who made the sneak attack had no time to react. He was hit in the stomach by Mu Yang's shoulder, and he vomited blood like a kite with broken strings. He flew out and hit a gangster behind him.
This series of things only happened in the blink of an eye. In just ten seconds, Mu Yang had already eliminated three gangsters.
With the body of a child, incredible power burst out. The little gangsters don't know what the hell happened to this little brat? Why did he become so powerful in the blink of an eye?
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After a while, Mu Yang was surrounded by people lying on the ground, and only three of the dozens of gangsters were left. The three of them were trembling and said they dared not attack Mu Yang. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com