now.
Bald Old Nine shouted at the top of his lungs.
pity...
His underlings were already terrified by the ferocity of the Black Dragon's men, and they no longer had the courage to charge forward. They were all desperately trying to push back and escape.
"grass..."
"Press down...press down...your mother...don't stomp on it..."
Smack! Smack!
Enraged, Baldy Jiu summoned a few of his henchmen who were stomping on his feet. These were burly, strong-willed men. At his command, his most elite men, numbering one or two dozen, rushed to his side, shielding Baldy Jiu in the middle, while shouting to the front:
"Stay calm! Don't panic... Ninth Master is right behind us."
"Don't be afraid! Our reinforcements are on their way... Hold on a little longer, hang in there!"
"Hold on, brothers! Ninth Master will definitely give you a huge reward afterwards... as many women as you want..."
Baldy Lao Jiu also shouted, "Brothers, hold on! Whoever performs well today, I'll promote him to Red Stick."
Accompanied by shouts.
Whoosh...
The brothers, who were initially a bit scattered, regained their composure and gritted their teeth to continue fighting. They hoped that reinforcements would arrive soon, that their valiant resistance would catch the eye of Ninth Master and lead to a promotion, and that they would rise to a higher position.
But is this possible?
Of course...no!!!
...
now.
Feng Lin looked at the Ninth Master's underlings who were fighting back again with a cold expression. Although he was not afraid of the other underlings of that damned Ninth Master coming again, it did not mean that he was willing to delay any longer.
This is just his first stop: he has two more places to go today, so he doesn't have time to linger here.
He then snatched a black umbrella from the Black Dragon member beside him, leaped into the air, and moved with incredible agility, arriving at the forefront in just a few quick movements.
He ran into one of Ninth Master's underlings. When he saw Feng Lin, he instinctively swung his bat, but Feng Lin was faster than him.
Whoosh! Bang!
With one blow, he sent the henchman sprawling on the ground screaming in pain.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
Feng Lin strode forward.
The Ninth Master's underlings who stood in his way were all rendered helpless by his thunderous attacks. After all, he was the most capable double-flower red stick in the Black Dragon Group, and his reaction speed and the strength of his strikes were beyond the imagination of ordinary thugs.
One person! One step! One stick!
Every time the stick is used, it means that one of Ninth Master's underlings has fallen!
That's practically a god of death!
At first, Ninth Master's men didn't turn the tables and kept attacking Feng Lin. But as the brothers fell one after another, they realized who was behind it all.
Someone exclaimed:
"It's Night Owl... He's not human... Back... Back..."
"We can't stop him...he knows martial arts..."
"He... ah..."
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Feng Lin continued forward, and together with the equally ferocious Black Dragon men on both sides, the Ninth Master's underlings, who had just begun to resist, completely collapsed, no longer paying any attention to the shouts of the Ninth Master and the others behind them.
"Run!... If you don't run, you'll be drowned in the river..."
Someone shouted...
Half of Ninth Master's underlings ran away on the spot, while the rest either lay screaming in pain or trembled and retreated behind Ninth Master without daring to resist, looking extremely terrified.
now.
Feng Lin had already reached Baldy Nine.
Bald Old Nine: ∑(O_O;)
"Stop him...stop him..."
Swish! Swish!
Three men behind him suddenly attacked Feng Lin with machetes. The three worked together perfectly: one attacked the top lane, one the bottom lane, and one the middle lane. Moreover, they chose their timing perfectly: just as Ninth Master shouted to distract Feng Lin, and the three of them suddenly attacked from their hiding place in the crowd.
A flash of light!
Like thunder!
Even the faint sound of blades tearing through the air could be heard, or rather, the clang of blades.
...
Upon seeing this, Wang the Cripple exclaimed in shock: "The Three Knives of Heaven, Earth, and Man!"
The henchmen he brought behind him also looked horrified, because they had all heard a legend here: Ninth Master was accompanied by three knives known as the Three Knives of Heaven, Earth and Man!
Tianya Mingyue Dao!
Ground Blade!
Man and knife!
It is said that the three men played a very important role in Ninth Master's rise to power, and many local and out-of-town veterans and powerful Red Pole fighters were crippled by them.
One force!
Having one or two skilled fighters is already impressive, but Master Jiu has three under his command, each more powerful than a normal Double Flower Red Stick. This is the foundation upon which he has risen to prominence and maintained his position for over a decade. Ever since Master Jiu secured his position, Three Knives has rarely appeared, and there were even rumors that Three Knives had left Master Jiu. Unexpectedly, today all three knives appeared at the same time, and they attacked the same person simultaneously.
"Damn it..." Wang the Cripple thought to himself, "I never expected that Bald Old Nine had such a hidden trick up his sleeve. If it weren't for the sudden appearance of Black Dragon, I might have been done for today." Although he considered himself a good fighter, just looking at the three swordsmen's stances, he knew that he could probably take on one, let alone three! That was a complete pipe dream.
His gaze was fixed intently on Feng Lin!
Three strikes at once! Could Night Owl withstand them? No! He definitely couldn't. The only question is how long he could hold out. And who knows if the Black Dragon Group has any other formidable figures on its side this time?
But the next moment, a scene that shocked him to no end appeared.
Feng Lin showed no panic or fear in the face of the three incoming attacks; instead, he appeared somewhat excited.
That's right, it's pure excitement! Master!!!
Feng Lin raised his stick to strike the cleaver aimed at his chest! He tilted his head to dodge the cleaver from above, and stepped on the cleaver attacking from below, stopping all three attacks. The person whose blade he struck with his stick was even knocked back two steps by the shock. But the Three Blades of Heaven, Earth and Man had made such a great name for themselves back then, so they were not just sitting around doing nothing.
The Heavenly Blade missed its initial strike and continued its downward slash!
Feng Lin turned his foot and forcefully turned his body to the side, causing the Heavenly Blade to miss again. At the same time he raised his foot, the Earthly Blade seized the opportunity to draw its blade and attack. Feng Lin forcefully reversed his foot again, turning his body to the side once more and directly dodging the Earthly Blade.
The Heavenly Blade and the Earthly Blade were about to clash, but at the very moment they were about to meet, they all reversed and forcefully slashed horizontally at Feng Lin.
But as if he had anticipated this, Feng Lin swung his baton straight forward, striking twice with one baton.
Clang!
Clang!
A deafening clang of metal rang out.
Swish! Swish!
Tian Dao and Di Dao felt their hands go numb, their bodies involuntarily staggering back a step to either side, their faces filled with horror. What immense strength? Wasn't it said that the Black Dragon Group only possessed the power of the War God Si Jiu Sheng? What was this Night Owl doing here? Equally immense strength? And incredibly agile movements. Was the Black Dragon's Double Flower Red Staff of such high quality?
Moreover, if the Night Owl with the Double Flower Red Stick is already so terrifying, what would the legendary Black Dragon War God look like?