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Chapter 32 One step late

"Wow!"

Sun Jian drank another mouthful of blood and seemed to be able to stand firm by leaning on the ground with his knife. The three pengs around him also had injuries of varying degrees, and their eyes were full of surprise.

Among them, Bald-winged Peng was the most seriously injured and received the most intensive care from Sun Jian.

If this continues, even if Sun Jian is killed in the end, Bald Wing Peng himself will be seriously injured.

He rolled his eyes and pointed at Sun Die: "Lu Yanpeng, go kill her."

Now that the fight has become a real fire, his previous thoughts have long disappeared. He just wants to kill Sun Jian quickly and leave here.

"hey-hey!"

Lu Yanpeng walked toward Sun Die with the knife in hand. She was surrounded by players in several circles, but the blade of the knife was not facing inward, but outward.

"Brothers, hold on, I have notified the players in the Sun Mansion and they will be there soon."

"I've informed the Murong family."

"I've notified Mantuo Villa."

"What the hell are you guys from?"

There were voices of rebellion in the chat room, and those who didn't know better thought that the three factions had already sent their spies deep into the Feipeng Gang.

Lu Yanpeng raised his sword and dropped it, one after another. The players couldn't resist it, and they were soon lying dead. Although the dark poison could cause damage to the BOSS, it obviously didn't have time to take effect.

The front block was cleared, revealing Sun Die, who was trembling all over from behind the crowd. He was so weak that it seemed as if he could be torn into pieces.

He raised his hand with a grin.

"court death!"

There was a loud shout from behind, and the sound of wind piercing the air.

Sun Jian was being stared at by the other two men. Once he showed his back, he would receive a thunderous blow. He could only throw out the long sword in his hand and go straight to Lu Xiupeng's heart.

"when!"

Lu Yanpeng had already prepared. Killing Sun Die was a lie and seducing Sun Jian was real. He turned around and knocked the knife away, but the huge force coming from the knife made him take half a step back.

"Haha, let's see how long you continue to struggle!"

Bald-winged Peng's hammer and Jiang Jianpeng's sword attacked Sun Jian at the same time as he threw the long sword in his hand.

"Die together!"

Sun Jian shouted loudly, and instead of retreating, he advanced forward. Before the bald-winged Peng's sledgehammer came down, he threw himself into his inner circle and smashed his breastplate with one punch, right at the center of the mouth.

The weight of this punch unleashed all of Sun Jian's anger and internal strength, and he punched the surface of the fist directly into his flesh.

The Bald-winged Peng also roared wildly and unleashed his final strength. He released the sledgehammer in the air with both hands and struck with both palms together, hitting Sun Jian's left and right facial bones, causing blood to bleed from all his orifices.

The sledgehammer lost its grip and was thrown far away due to inertia.

Jiang Jianpeng withdrew the long sword that had pierced Sun Jian's back and looked at the two people standing there motionless. They both had the same eyes wide open and refused to close their eyes.

Die together, die without falling.

After gathering the strength of three people, one of them was forcibly replaced by Sun Jian in the end.

"elder brother!"

Heart-wrenching shouts were heard in the distance. Sun Die couldn't stand and fell to the ground. His screams were pitiful, like a cuckoo crying for blood.

"Die, let's all die."

Lu Yanpeng turned around angrily and slashed, killing all the players in front who tried to protect Sun Die.

"Brothers, we really can't hold on any longer. Where are you?"

"We have launched a counterattack. Where are you? Give me the coordinates."

Soon, all the players who tried to protect him were killed, and only Sun Die was left alone. Even if there were players who wanted to take the opportunity to make a last-ditch attack, they would be killed by Lu Xiupeng.

He wanted to kill the old man's daughter with his own hands, otherwise he would not be able to relieve the anger in his heart.

Sun Die stopped crying and her eyes were dull. She no longer cared about her life or death.

Lu Yanpeng raised the sword in his hand.

The surrounding players watched quietly with complicated expressions.

"Alas, the heroine of Meteor Butterfly Sword is gone, and Meng Xinghun's wife is gone."

"Don't blame us for being cruel and not saving you. We really can't defeat you."

"Who can withstand a BOSS with one sword after another?"

Suddenly, a figure soared into the sky, scattering hidden weapons all over the sky, 70% of which were heading towards Lu Yanpeng.

"Ouch, it hurts so much, who is this?"

"Grandma, you hit the wrong person, they were in the same group."

The players dispersed amid shouts.

Lu Yanpeng's pupils shrank and he retreated quickly. He kept waving the long knife in his hand, but there were still a few hidden weapons piercing his body through the wind of the knife.

"Hmph, it's a small trick. Hey, it's poisonous?"

Lu Yanpeng immediately took out a universal antidote and swallowed one.

The visitor landed next to Xiaodie and helped her up with some thin hands: "I'm sorry Xiaodie, I'm late."

Sun Die raised her head, saw the person clearly, and finally showed some expression on her face, and then cried loudly: "Brother Xiangchuan, my brother...my brother is dead."

Lu Xiangchuan patted Xiaodie on the shoulder: "Don't worry, I will avenge him."

"Haha, it's your boy..."

Lu Yanpeng laughed and was about to say something when he was interrupted by a flying hidden weapon.

"Bold bastard, get out of here, I will come soon, and you will all die here." Lü Xiangchuan shouted loudly and uprightly.

"kindness?"

Lu Yanpeng laughed angrily, and just as he was about to speak, Jiang Jianpeng grabbed him again: "Let's go find the boss."

With a shake of his arm, Jiang Jianpeng was shaken away: "Boss, the two of them are enough to deal with Sun Yubo. I want to kill his daughter and avenge my brothers."

This idiot!

Jiang Jianpeng watched helplessly as his brother rushed forward to kill someone.

Fortunately, with this interruption, the other party forgot what he was going to say before and did not reveal Lü Xiangchuan's background. He had a feeling that this guy might be useful in the future.

Lu Xiangchuan was good at Qinggong. He led Sun Die back continuously, and from time to time used hidden weapons to greet Lu Xiapeng to prevent him from getting close.

The scene reached a deadlock for a moment, with two people...or three people circling the small courtyard.

"Bang!"

The ground shook, and Sun Yubo fell into the courtyard with injuries on his body. He withstood Dapeng Massacre and Jin Pengluo Jiang's attacks all the way, and first reached Sun Jian's small courtyard before coming here.

But when he was in mid-air, he noticed the scene in the courtyard, his energy became chaotic, and he fell from the air.

He walked to his son's side in a few steps, stopped, and looked at him silently.

"Haha, old bastard, this is what you get for standing against our Feipeng Gang."

The two men from Tu Cheng also fell into the courtyard and laughed loudly when they saw that Sun Jian was dead.

On the other side, Lu Xiangpeng was still chasing Lu Xiangchuan, turning a blind eye to Sun Yubo's arrival.

The old man turned his head and suddenly looked at Jiang Jianpeng.

"Did you kill him?" The voice was calm, as if it was just a normal question.

Jiang Jianpeng's eyes shrank and he glanced at his eldest brother Tu Cheng not far away. How could he show cowardice at this time? Moreover, this was a rare opportunity to claim credit: "Yes, I was the one who killed him. What can you say, old dog?"

"hehe……"

Sun Yubo smiled, and his smile was very faint. The next moment, he appeared in front of Jiang Jianpeng, his hands turning into a piece of light and shadow.

Jiang Jianpeng only had time to flash a look of horror in his eyes, and then his body seemed to be no longer his own. Under the constant bombardment of fists and palms, he assumed various postures and danced like a marionette.

"this!"

Tu Cheng's pupils also condensed for an instant. If the target this time was himself...

The old man stopped his hands and pushed. Jiang Jianpeng fell down with his head tilted, his tongue out, and his eyes squinting. He never got up again.

Seeing that the old man seemed to be in a state of regulating his breath, Tu Cheng did not dare to act rashly. He heard the sound of the aliens' counterattack shouting, and he made a decision at that moment. He jumped to the side of Sun Jian's body and grabbed it in his hand:

"Old thief, return my brother's body to me, otherwise I will destroy your son's body."

The old man looked at him indifferently and threw Jiang Jianpeng's body out with a wave of his hand.

"Lu Qipeng, let's go. Let's take revenge next time."
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