Eternal Night Bar!

Xu Yan and Qinglong confronted each other, and their figures formed a sharp contrast.

Although Xu Yan is tall, more than 1.8 meters tall, this Qinglong is much taller, half a head taller than Xu Yan, almost two meters tall, and his body is obviously more burly and sturdy than Xu Yan. Judging from his appearance alone, it is obviously Qinglong is better, but fighting does not depend on size, but on speed, strength and skills.

Facing this punch, Xu Yan shook his head slightly. When Qinglong punched him, he suddenly took a step and punched Qinglong's fist.

"Good come!"

Seeing Xu Yan against him, Qinglong's eyes suddenly lit up, and he yelled again in his mouth. A squirming muscles on his arm, and the force of the punch increased a little.

The two fists quickly approached and touched each other.

boom!

The two huge forces collided with each other, making a loud bang, and a wave burst out from the junction of the two fists, like a thunderclap sounding in the sky.

The fists collided and then quickly separated. Xu Yan stood steadily, while Qinglong stepped back seven or eight steps and sat down to the ground.

With a horrified look, looking at Xu Yan who was standing steadily on the spot, Qinglong looked shocked and disbelieved, unable to believe that he would be weaker than a person who was less than himself in terms of strength.

"Qinglong was defeated, Qinglong was defeated!"

A humble murmur came from the mouths of the Changle Gang. They could not accept this fact for the time being, and could not believe that the powerful and invincible Qinglong in their hearts was easily defeated in one encounter.

"I'll ask you again, where is Zhao Yang?" Xu Yan's cold eyes were turned to Chang Wei with a punch, and his impatient voice came out. Although it was less than five minutes since he entered the bar, he did not dare to delay. Xiaoying, a little girl, in Zhao Yang's hands, would be more dangerous for every extra minute.

Seeing that the number one general Qinglong was not an opponent, Chang Wei's face became more gloomy and waved his hand to make everyone take action. He wanted to use the human-sea tactics to deal with Xu Yan and the others. Xu Yan and the others are very powerful, but what can they do if they are powerful? Can one person deal with them, ten people deal with them, and thirty or forty still deal with them?

"kill!"

The people from Changle Gang shouted together, waved the iron rod and machete, and rushed towards Xu Yanluo Yifei and the others.

Xu Yan snorted coldly and looked at Luo Yifei. The two of them moved almost at the same time, and went towards everyone in two directions. The two of them rushed to the thirty-four people.

Xu Yan's body was as if he was shocked and appeared in the crowd in a flash. While kicking a person out with one foot, he reached out and grabbed the wrist of a knife-wielding man and swung it. The man's body of more than 100 pounds suddenly flew horizontally and smashed towards the seven or eight Changle Gang people behind.

When the people behind saw their companions smashing, they hurriedly put away their swords and retreated, fearing that they would hit their companions, but it was a little late. Even if they tried their best to avoid it, there were still three or four machetes slashing on the man. Blood instantly splashed out, splashing several people on their faces. When the few were still stunned by accident, their companions' bodies had already hit their bodies and knocked them to the ground.

The originally strict camp became full of loopholes under Xu Yan's attack. Xu Yan's figure wandered around like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. Every time he made a move, one person would fall to the ground with blood.

In the bar, swords and swords flashed, and from time to time, people vomited blood and fell to the ground, howling, shouting and killing, and the sound of fists and feet hitting the flesh and blood burst out together. Xu Yanluo Yifei and his two attacks at the same time, and in an instant, they knocked down seven or eight people. Anyone who was hit by the two of them would vomit blood and fell to the ground, and the worst would be broken, and the end was extremely miserable.

A group of people from Changle Gang were shocked by the two of them's cold methods. Everyone surrounded the two of them from afar, and no one dared to step forward for a while.

In front of the railing on the second floor, Chang Wei's face became extremely ugly when he saw the situation below. Although he knew that the two of them were strong, he could not have imagined that they would be so powerful. He easily knocked down more than a dozen people and shocked dozens or hundreds of people.

"Whoever can kill them will be rewarded with one million; whoever hits them will be rewarded with one hundred thousand!" Seeing everyone's fear, Chang Wei said loudly, he would even get rid of the two of them at all costs.

As the saying goes, there must be a brave man under heavy rewards. When hearing Chang Wei's words, a group of people from Changle Gang were immediately moved. The eyes of the group of people met. Seeing the greed in each other's eyes, they shouted and rushed towards the two of them like a tide.

About thirty people were divided into two groups and rushed towards Xu Yanluo Yifei and two people, one by one with red eyes and desperate to kill. The so-called wealth moved people's hearts. In their eyes, Xu Yan and Luo Yifei were no longer humans, but a lot of moving banknotes.

Xu Yan had a flexible body, jumping high and low from time to time, not giving everyone a chance to surround him, and never letting him face more than three people at the same time. However, even so, he gradually felt difficult to face a group of crazy Changle Gang people.

He knocked down one person with one punch, and three machetes slashed towards him. Xu Yan slid away and kicked one person from the side. Just as he was about to move again, two machetes came after him, Xu Yan suddenly turned around, stuck his hands out, accurately grasping the hands of the two swordsmen, and was about to knock them down, one quickly approached and smashed him hard at the back of his head.

When Xu Yan heard the wind, he quickly turned his head. Although he avoided the vital points of his forehead, he was knocked hard on his shoulder with a stick. The sour and sour pain came, making Xu Yan couldn't help but groan, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes. He used both hands to throw the two sword-holders out at the same time. With the power of rotation, his body came to the person who sneaked into attacking him. He shot his legs back and kicked him away.

Just as he was about to chase after him, the sword light flashed in front of him, and several people rushed over with machetes. Xu Yan's eyes flashed, and he gave up his plan to chase, avoided the attacks of several people, jumped onto the bar, swept out, and kicked the three chasing people over.

The shadow of the sword flickered, and blood spurted out from time to time. Everyone was already red in their eyes. Nearly a dozen people lay down, but more people rushed up, one after another, and continued.

Bang!

Xu Yan grabbed a man's hair and punched him on his cheek. The man fell down. Xu Yan succeeded with a blow and jumped two or three meters away. While taking action, he took the time to look at Luo Yifei, but saw that the scene on Luo Yifei was similar to that on this side, and the person who fell to the ground was also on the ground.

Seeing that Luo Yifei was fine, Xu Yan was about to withdraw his gaze when his eyes suddenly froze. He noticed a man with a fair face, hiding behind the crowd sneakily, his eyes as vicious as snakes, looking for a chance to start.
Chapter completed!