Path to the God

Yan Daying and Hu Dapeng were trying hard to say something when a change suddenly occurred.    

    

Shan Huangshulang's hands, which were originally tied behind his back, suddenly broke free from their restraints, and quickly pulled the heads of the eight route troops from left and right, smashing them into the middle, and then snatching a handful of light machine gun with an extremely fast speed, immediately pulling the trigger s towards Yan Daying and the others.    

    

Yan Daying stood in front of Xu Feng and Shan Huangshulang stood behind him. Hu Dapeng was the first to notice his movements, and shouted loudly: "Be careful!"    

    

Before Yan Daying could react, he was pulled down the ground by Hu Dapeng. The two of them hugged each other and rolled towards the side of the road.    

    

Shan Huangshulang's attacks were too fast, and the other soldiers of the Eighth Army didn't have time to react before they were hit by the machine gun in Shan Huangshulang's hand, falling into a pool of blood.    

    

Shan Huangshulang looked around, then immediately shot at Hu Dapeng and Yan Daying who were about to roll down the road and pulled the trigger.    

    

Shan Huangshulang smiled brilliantly. He thought that Hu Dapeng and Yan Daying would be beaten into a sieve, but who knew that after shooting out the two Bullet s, the machine guns in his hands suddenly disappeared without a trace!    

    

Shan Huangshulang saw a handful of light machine gun in front of him, and pounced forward. Just as he was about to grab that handful of light machine gun, the light machine gun mysteriously disappeared.    

    

Shan Huangshulang crawled up from the ground. Although there were a lot of guns around, he knew that someone was up to something.    

    

Just as Shan Huangshulang expected, all the guns on the ground disappeared.    

    

Shan Huangshulang was not only the leader of the Japanese army, but he was also a Expert that was like Bei Chen and his skills were top-notch.    

    

When the gunshots rang out, Shan Huangshulang saw his subordinates and soldiers who were fleeing everywhere but not a single weapon was found beside them. At that moment, Shan Huangshulang knew that his team was done for.    

    

There was no longer any leeway left, so Shan Huangshulang was willing to be arrested. He wanted to find an opportunity to kill the other party's Master, or even kill a few more people.    

    

Yantai Ying and Hu Dapeng tumbled down the road. In order to save Yan Daying, Hu Dapeng took two shots on his back, dripping with blood.    

    

After Yan Daying and Hu Dapeng automatically separated, Yan Daying felt that his palm was sticky, and when he raised his hand, he saw that it was covered in blood.    

    

"Captain, you got shot?"    

    

Yan Daying finally realized what just happened and spoke with a trembling voice.    

    

"Quick... Go... "Let's go …"    

    

Hu Dapeng was hit by the spear, his face was pale white, and his voice came out one after another.    

    

"Captain, if I don't leave, I will harm you. Even if I die, I will die together with you! Captain, I'll help you bandage your wounds! "    

    

Yan Daying teared up and refused to leave. Instead, he stuck close to Hu Dapeng, trying to find an opportunity to stop Hu Dapeng from bleeding.    

    

Yan Daying's hands trembled, and when he touched the place where Xu Feng was shot, Hu Dapeng immediately fainted.    

    

Shan Huangshulang had originally planned to jump off the road and kill Yan Daying and Hu Dapeng, but it was too dark. Other than the surroundings of the bonfire, the rest of his body was covered in darkness, making it difficult to do anything.    

    

Shan Huangshulang also knew that the mysterious person who could make his spear disappear should be here soon. He picked out a wooden stick that was as thick as his wrist from inside the fire.    

    

Shan Huangshulang held the wooden stick in his hand, remained motionless and expressionless, and waited for the mysterious person's arrival.    

    

A faint gust of wind blew past. Shan Huangshulang didn't even bat an eye as an additional person appeared in front of him, accurately speaking, in front of him was a slender youth dressed in red, with long white hair fluttering in the wind.    

    

This young man held a two meter long iron rod in his hand. He looked weak and weak, but from his cold eyes, one could tell that this young man was definitely a terrifying person.    

    

Who else could this young man be other than Liu Xing?    

    

Just now, when Liu Xing swept his gaze across, he found that Shan Huangshulang was holding onto a machine gun, and was using all his might to shoot. The Eighth Route Army's Brother s all fell down a dozen or so, and even Captain Hu Dapeng was hit by two shots.    

    

A tragedy had already occurred, Liu Xing did not have time to stop them, he could only take back the light machine gun in Shan Huangshulang's hands, and not even the ones on the ground could be spared. Then, he quickly ran over.    

    

"Ytmaker, give me your life!"    

    

Liu Xing arrived in front of Shan Huangshulang, did not even want to waste words, and directly cursed loudly. Raising his iron rod, he smashed towards Shan Huangshulang.    

    

"Eight!"    

    

Shan Huangshulang was indeed worthy of being Bei Chen's First Slash's Expert, his reaction was extremely fast and nimble. He quickly retreated two steps, and Liu Xing's iron rod smashed the air, causing a rock on the street to be smashed into pieces.    

    

"Ytmaker, I didn't know you had some tricks up your sleeve!"    

    

Liu Xing continued to swing his iron rod, sweeping towards Shan Huangshulang's waist.    

    

Shan Huangshulang was too lazy to dodge anymore, the wooden stick moved to the side to block, and with a kacha sound, the wooden stick was split in half, broken by the iron rod.    

    

Shan Huangshulang simply did not know how much strength Liu Xing had. When the wooden stick was broken, Shan Huangshulang did not have enough time to react, as the iron rod still had a portion of its strength remaining, and directly smashed into his waist.    

    

Shan Huangshulang quickly dodged to the side, his waist was still in pain, he then shouted at Liu Xing: "If you're a hero, give me a blade, we'll fight to the death!"    

    

"Good!" Ytmaker, then grandfather will give you a blade, and make you die a convinced death, receive the blade! "    

    

Liu Xing immediately took out a handful of katana and threw it at Shan Huangshulang. He wanted to rely on his own strength to kill Shan Huangshulang and avenge the eight route Brother.    

    

Shan Huangshulang accepted the katana, his eyes becoming as sharp as knives, his hands tightly holding onto the katana, as though he had become much more confident.    

    

"Ytmaker, grandpa is here. Take a look!"    

    

Just one iron rod had hit Ytmaker's waist, so Liu Xing was more confident this time. With an extremely fast speed, he struck towards Shan Huangshulang's head, if he hit Shan Huangshulang, Shan Huangshulang's head would definitely blossom.    

    

Shan Huangshulang tilted his head back, dodging Liu Xing's fatal strike. Once the iron rod passed, Shan Huangshulang immediately straightened up, aimed at Liu Xing's neck, and chopped down with his blade.    

    

Liu Xing raised his iron rod s and it clashed with the katana, producing a "dang" sound. A few spark's appeared in a flash, Shan Huangshulang's powerful strength made Liu Xing's palm numb, and he retreated two steps.    

    

Liu Xing was a little angry, he pushed the iron rod onto the road and used both hands to hold onto one end of the iron rod. Then, like a pole jumping, he jumped into the air and threw nine kicks towards Shan Huangshulang.    

    

As Shan Huangshulang retreated, he slashed at Liu Xing's feet again and again at an extremely fast speed.    

    

But no matter how fast Shan Huangshulang's blade technique was, it was still not as fast as Liu Xing's feet.    

    

Shan Huangshulang took a few steps back, using the katana to support himself on the ground. Shan Huangshulang's face suddenly reddened, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.    

    

"Hahaha, yours, no descendants!"    

    

Although Shan Huangshulang was injured, he was very happy. During the exchange just now, although Liu Xing's leg technique was fast, he had still struck Liu Xing once, and had hit Liu Xing squarely in the lower part of his body.    

    

Complete extinction?    

    

Liu Xing turned pale with fright. When he looked down, a huge cut had been made on his crotch, and even his clothes had been ripped off.    

    

Just as Liu Xing lowered his head to observe, the corners of his mouth raised, an indescribable excitement flashed past his eyes, he quickly raised the katana and slashed towards Liu Xing's head.    

    

Liu Xing heard the sound of wind and raised his head. Seeing Shan Huangshulang's katana slashing down at such a fast speed, Liu Xing had no time to dodge.