Li Muchan swung his gun to block, and there was a clanging sound, but the shadows of the gun and the sword were visible, but the figures of the two men were not visible.

Qi Langyun stared at the field with a sullen face. He did not expect that the two people leaning on him for support would be so vulnerable. This Canghai Sword Sect disciple was so powerful!

He was well aware of the high level of martial arts skills of the two old men, but they could not withstand two attacks, so they must have been plotted against them.

"Gang leader, let's go." The elegant middle-aged man whispered.

Qi Langyun frowned impatiently: "Defender Right, the matter has come to this, we can only kill him!"

"Alas..." The elegant middle-aged man shook his head and nodded: "We can only eliminate the roots! Let's do it together!"

"Just wait a little longer." Qi Langyun waved his hand.

Tong Lao is arrogant and arrogant, and he is most afraid of others randomly interfering in helping.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and the two people suddenly separated. The short old man's face changed slightly. He looked at his chest, but there was a blood hole, and blood was pouring out.

"Come on, everyone!" Qi Langyun waved his hand gently.

The elegant middle-aged man and the burly man rushed forward at the same time. Behind him, a dozen middle-aged men and nearly a hundred Tsing Yi gang members rushed forward together, drowning Li Muchan.

Li Muchan swung his spear and transformed into a dragon circling around him. Anyone who came close to him would be thrown away, and no one could invade his body.

The spear, the king of soldiers, appeared at this moment. Everyone's swords were not as long as the spears and could not reach Li Muchan's body. The spears were airtight and sealed all the swords.
Chapter completed!