Strongest Guard

Seeing the wound on Shangdao Yinghua's left shoulder and blood spurting out, Lee Nanfang, who was hiding in the forest to the left of the valley, cursed softly and picked up Great Coler's sniper rifle.    

Lee Nanfang was not a professional sniper, but he was absolutely sure that he could destroy Zang He's head with one shot.    

But just as he was about to pull the trigger, he let go.    

Shangdao Yinghua finally realized that she was no longer a match for him after he killed her for the third time.    

He no longer cared that she was a beauty or that she was the boss of Nanfang's group. He hastily pounced to the left and rolled away in time to avoid this fatal strike.    

Fortunately, the other Broken Knife Flow disciples surrounding her were desperately defending against Gala and the others, allowing her to escape the fate of being killed by the cold blade.    

"Where do you think you're going? Leave your life behind!"    

Seeing Shangdao Yinghua's arrogant attitude being completely defeated by him, Mr. Zang He knew that there would be no suspense about the final battle this time.    

Today, he would definitely kill Shangdao Yinghua on the spot.    

Broken Knife Flow would still stand proudly at the east side of the world.    

Most importantly, with Shangdao Yinghua's death, Broken Knife Flow would very likely take this opportunity to take over headless Nanfang's group.    

That way, not only would he be able to receive tens of thousands of subordinates out of thin air, he would also be able to monopolize the entire drug industry in place of Nanfang.    

All of this was just a desperate battle between Hidden and Mister!    

With a ripping sound, Mr. Cang He, who was rushing towards Shangdao Yinghua, let out a loud roar. Blood spurted out from his right hip.    

However, Shangdao Yinghua, who had fallen to the ground, promptly knelt and slashed horizontally at his right crotch.    

But what was this little injury?    

It was only the enemy's last desperate struggle.    

Mr. Zang He sneered, and without caring about anything else, he swung his fourth blade.    

Shangdao Yinghua could only jump out diagonally as she once again dodged in an exceptionally sorry state.    

Mr. Sang and Mr. Sang pursued him relentlessly.    

Shangdao Yinghua retreated as she blocked, heading towards the slope on the left side of the valley.    

At this moment, all the disciples of the Broken Knife Flow had already seen that the most important moment in the history of the Broken Knife Flow had arrived.    

After a round of slaughter, Nanfang's group, who had the bone of hatred, clearly held the upper hand.    

The number of people who could still fight was ten more than the number of Broken Knife Flow disciples.    

At this moment, the pursuers had completely forgotten about their existence and there were even people who fell to the ground screaming in pain.    

Especially after the two white-robed fierce men suddenly charged down the mountain, the casualties of the Broken Knife Flow were even more severe.    

In about ten seconds, ten or so Broken Knife Flow disciples were killed and fell to the ground by the completely crazy group members of Nanfang's group.    

However, the remaining people refused to leave the vicinity of Mr. Cang He even half a step.    

In order to achieve a common goal, they had used their flesh and blood to build a great wall of protection against the enemy.    

Shangdao Yinghua's fifth time dodging the blade and the powerful animal nature hidden deep within her bones had caused them to completely forget about life and death. They had actually roared in unison as they took a step back.    

The four to five Nanfang members that were charging forward immediately screamed out as they fell under the blades.    

"Kill, kill, save the boss!"    

Gala's eyes turned red.    

How much he regretted, how indescribable was his pen and ink, why didn't he stop his boss to fight his opponent's boss?    

Gala thought that Shangdao Yinghua was already one of the top powerhouses. However, after facing the reckless Zang He, her powerful exterior shell was easily penetrated.    

Now, he was being chased and killed, rolling and crawling in a sorry state.    

If Shangdao Yinghua died in this fight, Gala didn't think he would meet a good end.    

The best outcome for them would be to perish together with the Broken Knife Flow.    

Otherwise, how could Lee Nanfang bypass him?    

But even if he was very clear about all of this, he had still used all his might to move forward. But the Broken Knife Flow disciples who were aware of the existence of life and death first, all of them fiercely defended without fear of death.    

Originally, the Broken Knife Flow disciples were all elites with high martial arts skills, and their losses after the battle were extremely severe. It was a price that they had to pay simply because they had underestimated the other party.    

Once they took each other's life and death situation seriously, they would think of each other as a great enemy. After coming together, they would immediately burst out with a great power, which was not something Nanfang's group could compare with.    

Gala, who was charging forward but had his arm cut by someone, could only retreat. He yelled at the two burly men beside him: "Quick, charge in and save boss!"    

Do you take us for fools?    

To risk his life against these completely crazy foreigner.    

Great Coler sneered in his heart, ignoring Liu Tie's roar. However, his mouth was together with Bates's, shouting, killing, killing, hacking, and he didn't move a muscle.    

The reason why they dared to hone their skills was because Lee Nanfang, who was definitely hiding on the hillside, would definitely not sit idly by and watch his woman get hacked to death.    

Mr. Lee might have his reasons for not rushing down.    

As for Mr. Lee's thoughts, Great Coler and the others could not guess it, and were too lazy to guess.    

In front of the berserk tiger like Broken Knife Flow disciples, all they had to do was to protect themselves from getting hurt.    

There was really no need for them to worry about Shangdao Yinghua's life.    

Both Great Coler and Great Coler were right. Lee Nanfang, who had come to the scene long ago but did not show his face, indeed had a reason.    

Firstly, he did not want to be caught in such a cruel, white blade battle.    

In such a large group battle, as long as one could survive, it was not because he was skilled, but because he was lucky enough.    

I believe that everyone here should know of the hero of Jin Yong's novel, Guo Jing, right?    

Guo Jing, with his Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, Nine Yang True Scripture and other peerless martial arts, defeated the Eastern Evil West Poison in the final competition. He became the Unrivaled Expert with the Southern Emperor and Northern Fu.    

However, during the Xiang Yang Defensive War, Great Hero Guo, along with his wife Huang Rong, son Guo Poyun and others fought against the Mongol Steel Cavalry — — In the end, blood stained Xiangyang City.    

Even the Unrivaled Expert had died in the chaos of battle. If Lee Nanfang was not crazy, he would at most be considered the eighteenth strongest warrior in the world. What reason could he have to ensure that he would survive the chaotic battle unscathed?    

Please note that it is unharmed.    

A man should not be afraid of death, but he should be as heavy as Mt. Tai.    

For a battle like this, where even death could only cause one's death, there was no need for a smart person to participate.    

Secondly, Lee Nanfang also hoped that Shangdao Yinghua could use this bloodthirsty battle to determine her status in the East Ocean Region in one fell swoop.    

Leading a group of drug dealers, however, would be able to annihilate an equal number of Broken Knife Flow — something that not even Yamaguchi's team would be able to do.    

Dongyang's huge group of martial artists would only treat Shangdao Yinghua respectfully and fearfully, giving her a big thumbs up.    

It was only because of this that Shangdao Yinghua was able to gain a foothold in the team, making it so that the Mountain Gate Sect and other large organizations did not dare to rashly provoke her.    

That way, the golden hen that Lee Nanfang raised in Dongyang could lay a lot of golden eggs for him to live and drink around the world.    

Lee Nanfang did not reveal himself because of these two points.    

But now, it seemed, he would have to make an appearance.    

His woman from the East Ocean Continent was being chased to the point where she was forced to retreat.    

Mr. Lee actually had a lot of conscience.    

If the heavens had to make him choose between Shangdao Yinghua and the golden hens that could lay eggs, then he would choose the latter without hesitation.    

If Shangdao Yinghua lost her beauty, where could she find a golden hen?    

The reason was so simple, Lee Nanfang was clear of it.    

Ding ding dang dang!    

Shangdao Yinghua retreated to the left side of the valley, defending herself as she did so.    

Mr. Zang He was in hot pursuit with an evil grin on his face. He didn't mind that she was looking down on him from a higher vantage point, as she occupied the advantageous terrain.    

In fact, if Shangdao Yinghua hadn't occupied the advantageous terrain, she would have been hacked to death just now.    

At the same time, the remaining ten or so people of the Broken Knife Flow belonging to Protector Cang and Mr. Cang also used the advantageous terrain to block Gala and the others who were going all out against the counterattack.    

Different from fighting to the death in the narrow valley, after the remaining dozen or so Broken Knife Flow disciples retreated up the mountain, because they had less people, they exploded out with their original advantages.    

Did they really think that the past few years, the dozen over years, or even the past twenty years, of playing around with swords and spears was a waste?    

The advantage they had in the terrain was extremely sharp.    

On the other hand, Nanfang's team, which had the advantage in numbers due to being fearless in battle, was obviously not able to endure anymore and was at a disadvantage in attacking from the back. The few people that charged the fiercest were all knocked down and rolled down while screaming.    

In this kind of situation, no matter how worried Gala was, it was useless.    

Other than exchanging two slashes, he didn't even get a fart.    

Luckily, someone pulled him in time.    

Otherwise, not only would his shoulder be injured, but his head would also be split in half.    

"Charge, kill!"    

Gala turned his head back in dissatisfaction and urged the people who pulled him back in time.    

When he turned around, he was stunned.    

This man was not in Nanfang's group.    

All the members of Nanfang's group were chosen by Gala.    

Other than Gala and the others who were protecting Shangdao Yinghua, the other ninety people were all from Dongyang City.    

are precisely the victims of Broken Knife Flow.    

So where did this tall, blue-eyed European guy come from?    

For the most part, Gala did not have the mood to think about this.    

No matter how loud the shout was, the American or European guy never rushed forward. As long as he wore a white robe and could help Nanfang Group kill people, he would be Gala's friend.    

"Boss is fine, believe me."    

While Gala was still stunned, Great Coler smiled elegantly and whispered to him.    

He did not believe that Lee Nanfang could watch Shangdao Yinghua being chased down and behead her with a single slash.    

But Gala didn't know.    

"Fuck, it's fine. Can't you see that boss is about to die?"    

Gala cursed and no longer wanted to order this European and American guy around. He roared and turned around, holding his blade with both of his hands as he charged forward.    

Great Coler was naturally very angry after being treated as an idiot.    

He really wanted to stab Gala in the back.    

But he didn't dare.    

He was very clear that Gala was promoted by Lee Nanfang.    

If he was scolded, he would be angry and stab Gala in the back. Who knew what the sun would be like tomorrow?    

Therefore, Great Coler could only give Gala a middle finger. He looked to the side at Bates, who was waving his saber and shouting louder than anyone else, and pointed his mouth.    

The latter understood, and once again let out a heart-wrenching cry of "kill", but turned around and rushed down the valley.    

After failing her mission to assassinate Shangdao Yinghua, if she didn't leave now, when would she?    

Lee Nanfang didn't care about those two European and American products, he just focused his full attention on Shangdao Yinghua.    

He had thrown away his sniper rifle a long time ago, and now he was already halfway up the hill, looking at his woman lying in the bushes.    

That was his woman.    

At this moment, he didn't look the least bit like a boss, climbing upwards on all fours.    

This posture was very similar to what she did on the bed.