"You killed my junior brother, who do you think I am?" the other party asked back.

At the same time, several people of varying age gathered around the old man.

"Are you a member of Kongtong Sect? The head of the sect?" Wang Ziqiao asked again.

"Yes, I'm a member of Kongtong Sect, but there's no need to deal with you. My name is Xiao Daohe!"

"Xiao Daohe, a life-chasing madman?" Huo Zhendong spoke.

"You are Huo Zhendong, right? I heard that you have reached the level of a fourth-level master, but I advise you to get out of here. There is no problem with you here. Wang Ziqiao, come out, let me avenge my junior brother today!" While Xiao Daohe spoke angrily, he also took over a black short sword from the people around him.

"Xiao Daohe, what's going on today is over. If you want to challenge Prince Qiao, you should wait until later!" Wu Bufeng was let go of Prince Qiao, and consciously owed Prince Qiao a favor, so he stopped him.

"Wu Bufeng, just forget it if you make a mistake. You will no longer have anything to do with me now. Go aside, Wang Ziqiao, die!"

After Xiao Daohe spoke, his sword shook, his body leaned forward, and pointed at Wang Ziqiao and stabbed him.

Seeing this scene, Wu Bufeng wanted to stop it again, but he was already powerless.

Huo Zhendong stepped forward, rushed forward with a fist.

But he didn't know that Xiao Daohe was extremely sinister. As soon as he raised his hand, he had another arrow in his sleeve, reaching Huo Zhendong.

This type of hidden weapon is comparable to a bullet's speed.

Huo Zhendong was so stupid that he could not take the lead, so he could only dodge.

Xiao Daohe flashed by, and the long sword was only one meter away from Wang Ziqiao.

"Stop!" Meng Liandie also shouted violently and raised her body forward.

Unfortunately, her level 3-level martial arts cultivation is like drizzle under someone's middle-level master's master's level, and it is not worth mentioning at all. She was shot aside by Xiao Daohe's sword, and the short sword is still forcing Wang Ziqiao.

Prince Qiao wanted to dodge, but was surrounded by relatives and friends. In addition, he was seriously injured and had nowhere to hide.

"Be careful, Ziqiao!" The others almost spoke in unison. Yu Wei and Zhao Zhong immediately stood in front of Wang Ziqiao.

Seeing this, Xiao Daohe had no intention of stopping the attack. He kicked Zhao Zhong with his feet in the air, and his long sword was approaching Yu Wei.

bump!

Zhao Zhong was kicked away on the spot, Yu Wei's shoulder was directly pierced, and then she was kicked backwards by Xiao Daohe.

The two of them were knocked away, but they were killed by Wang Ziqiao and others. They were smashed to the back and fell back one after another.

Xiao Daohe landed on the ground with his feet and stood in front of Wang Ziqiao. He had a short sword in his hand, but did not stab him forward, but swept backward, forcing Huo Zhendong who was rushing forward to retreat.

The sword swirled, and then locked onto Prince Qiao who was strolling on the ground again, but he did not stab him immediately, but shouted angrily: "Don't move, whoever moves again, I will kill him with one sword!"

Everyone who wanted to pounce on him again stopped immediately.

But there was a man who didn't know how to threaten and shouted: "Don't hit my master!"

Wei Ziao clenched his fists, and his eyes almost spurted out of fire.

At this moment, he was almost at the peak of his anger. He had been extremely intelligent since childhood and had long seen that his master had been beaten and the old guy in front of him would even kill his master. If the master died, who would give him alcohol in the future? His parents kept in charge of him not letting him drink all day!

boom!

A ball of fire almost instantly emerged from Wei Ziao's body.

Such a strange scene shocked everyone again.

Xiao Daohe also stared at Wei Ziao in surprise.

"Bad silver!" Wei Ziao stared at the red flames, his whole body was wrapped in flames, and it was a foot thick, shining like a huge torch. His clothes were burned out in an instant, but he was not shy, and he stood there, and the floor tiles under his feet were also burned to pieces.

While saying a word, he also rushed towards Xiao Daohe.

Xiao Daohe only felt a ball of flame coming towards him, extremely hot, but subconsciously, he waved his sword and stabbed Wei Ziao in his heart.

"Zi Ao, don't want it!" The voices of Wang Ziqiao and Wei Wengong were almost at the same time.

The hearts of the other people and others suddenly became tangled together and thought to themselves: It's over.

Although Wei Ziao is unique, he is still young after all. How could he be Xiao Daohe's opponent?

But no one expected that Wei Ziao, the little guy, saw the other person stabbing him with a sword, silly reached out to grab it. Not to mention this grab, he grabbed it directly, and another small fist swung out and hit Xiao Daohe's belly.

Xiao Daohe was so scared that he took a quick breath and dodged his waist backwards.

Bang!

Although Wei Ziao's punch did not hit Xiao Daohe, the power of the flames would still hit Xiao Daohe five or six meters. Of course, this distance was probably the one that Xiao Daohe jumped out by himself.

But his lower abdomen was already charred and flames ignited.

ah……

Xiao Daohe screamed in pain. He never thought that this little guy was so fast, his punch was so powerful, his five fingers were so hard, and his short sword was snatched away by Wei Ziao.

If Wei Ziao was allowed to brew for a while, his punch could penetrate the wall, let alone the human body?

Thanks to Wei Ziao's lack of knowing how to fight, half of his power is used to catch the dagger.

Xiao Daohe slapped several times in a row and forced out his internal energy before extinguishing the flames. However, his skin was still burned and his lower abdomen was painful, so he almost couldn't even gather his internal energy in the Dantian.

But the fireball formed by Wei Ziao rushed over again.

Xiao Daohe was scared at this moment, and jumped up to a height of five or six meters, quickly jumped onto the stage, and then continued to eject. Turning back, he saw a sleeve arrow hitting Wei Ziao's forehead.

"Be careful!" The prince Qiao behind him was also shocked by Wei Ziao, but he was also very worried. Although Wei Ziao was strange, he was still a child after all, and he didn't know how to fight with others, let alone face such a sinister Xiao Daohe.

While roaring, he spread his remaining mental power out of his body, instantly locked on the side of the sleeve arrow and pushed it hard.

Chiu!

The sleeve arrow slightly changed its trajectory, passed through the side of Wei Ziao's face, and nailed to the ground.

Prince Qiao, on the other hand, had a pale face and almost fell into a coma. He was exhausted and was later seriously injured by Xiao Daohe.

When Xiao Daohe was planning to use the hidden weapon again, Huo Zhendong rushed forward and blocked Wei Ziao.

At the same time, a loud horn sounded: "Stop it all, if you don't stop, I'm going to shoot!"

When it comes to guns, everyone calms down.

It seems that everyone remembers who this country belongs to?

Helianhai had actually arrived a long time ago, but he was not in the square, but in the cafe on the side of the square. The changes on the venue just now were too fast, and it was already a minute later when he ran down.

He raised his pistol and locked Xiao Daohe, and said angrily again: "I am Helianhai, the captain of the Shanhai Armed Police Detachment. I now order you to put down your weapons immediately and raise your hands. Otherwise, even if you are a god, I want you to taste the taste of bullets!"
Chapter completed!