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Chapter 340 Two martial artists attacking from both sides and using sneak attacks?

It was a martial artist, a martial artist among the rebels who took action.

The defenders became visibly nervous, as if you were fighting with a pack of wild dogs and suddenly a vicious tiger jumped out of nowhere.

The Qi and Blood Warriors can easily defeat ordinary people, and when the martial artist appears, he can also defeat them easily.

The city gate can no longer be defended!

It's not just one person who thinks this way, almost everyone is extremely pessimistic.

If the city gates could be closed, they could rely on the city wall defense to repel the martial artists, but this was obviously impossible given the chaotic situation now.

"What are you standing there for? Move your things, go back inside, and close the door."

Zhou You roared and faced the enemy warrior who came from afar.

He is at the highest level at the scene, the only one with peak energy and blood. If he doesn't go up against a martial artist, who will?
"..."

Qian Shimeng reacted the fastest and fiercely forced Yuan Hang and Hu Bandong to retreat into the city.

The two spies moved slowly, and they swung their fists, palms and legs one after another, beating Qian Shimeng so hard that his whole body was covered in blood and several pieces of his flesh were torn off.

This guy is as his name suggests, he is greedy by nature, but he is also a tough guy who can fight two people alone with his desperate efforts.

Upon hearing this, Zuo Twelve and several other Qi and Blood warriors turned around, picked up the stones and logs that were blocking the door and threw them into the door.

It takes more than a dozen ordinary people to lift a stone slab, but for a Qi-blooded warrior, one person is enough.

Stone slabs and logs were moved aside, and the carriage was driven into the gate.

If any beast is stubborn and refuses to move at the critical moment of life and death, he will be beaten to death with one punch and his corpse will be thrown to hit people.

Driven away by the crowd in a ferocious manner, the convoy finally left the gate.

It doesn't matter if the cardinal is broken. Zuo Twelve took the lead in lifting the city gate and pushing it hard. With the combined force of several thousand pounds of blood and energy from several people, the heavy and huge city gate slowly closed.

There were even a few brave rioters who rushed forward quickly, trying to rush into the city before the gate closed.

As a result, the city gate closed, trapping several people directly in the gap of the gate. After it closed, they screamed a few times and their flesh and blood bodies were broken on the spot.

The city gate is closed!
The two spies Yuan Hang and Hu Bandong were blocked in the city and were about to face death, but they still insisted on being stubborn.

"Don't be stupid. The fall of the city is a foregone conclusion today. Stop struggling."

"No matter how powerful Zhou You is, he can defeat a martial artist, and there is still..."

Hu Bandong sneered and said, "I guess by now, our 'family' has already broken into his house. Now Zhou You's wife has fallen into our hands. You should surrender quickly!"

"Surrendering can save your family."

The corners of Zuo Twelve's mouth twitched twice, and just as he was about to speak, a strong wind blew beside him.

Qian Shimeng's hair and beard were puffed up. "You bastards, you have caused me so much suffering. I will take you down with me even if my whole family is wiped out."

He no longer cared about his life and could not hear anything. He just wanted to skin and bone the two people in front of him and dig out their internal organs.

"Ahem, don't be fooled by them. What use can a few women and children be?"

Zuo Twelve said softly, "Defending the city is the most important thing. Have you forgotten your duty?"

The warriors boosted their morale. They were inside the city, protected by the city walls and gates, and there were only two enemies in front of them, so they still felt safe enough.

But outside the city...

The rebels around him stopped fighting. After the martial artist appeared, they became a background and formed a formation to trap Zhou You in the area in front of the city gate.

Surrounded by enemy formations on three sides and with his back against his own city gate, this is Zhou You’s current situation.

"Chapter of Winged Tiger Zhou You, I give you a choice, either sacrifice the city and live, or die without a burial place."

The enemy's martial artist was a fifty-year-old man wearing a brocade robe. His skin was slightly dark and rough, and his clothes didn't fit him well. It was obvious that he didn't come from a good family, and perhaps he had taken advantage of the recent unrest to become prosperous.

Of course Zhou You refused. Without saying a word, he performed the Double Tiger Fist, leaped forward, and two tiger shadows flashed out.

The fifty-year-old man is a junior martial artist. Although he is a strong opponent, Zhou You is not weak either. He is young and strong, with his energy and blood at the peak.

This battle can be fought.

The two tiger shadows were full of strong energy and blood, and it was impossible to tell whether they were real or fake. They attacked the fifty-year-old martial artist's armpits and ribs from the left and right.

When tigers hunt people, their most common trick is to use their claws to tear open two ribs so that they can easily eat the internal organs in the cavity.

The fifty-year-old martial artist had extraordinary eyesight and could tell at a glance that Zhou You’s moves were not fake and that the two tiger shadows were real. He was extremely surprised.

"Wang Lao Hu doesn't have this skill. It seems that the rumors are true. Zhou You is actually a genius who created his own boxing style."

He was shocked and struck back, using the surging force of a martial artist to attack the two tiger shadows at the same time.

An indiscriminate attack, even without aiming at a target, the martial artist's level of attack is enough to fight one against two.

Boom, boom, boom! Fists and palms collided, and blood exploded like fireworks, causing the eardrums of the surrounding mobs to burst, leaving behind blood.

Zhou You did not dare to be careless when facing the martial artist, so he used his second heart to drive the double tiger shadow with twice the energy and blood.

In this way, two genuine masters at the peak of their energy and blood are besieging a fifty-year-old martial artist at the same time.

Although the gap between Qi and blood and that of a martial artist is huge and far from being made up by numbers, the gap between a young and strong person at the peak of Qi and blood and an old and junior martial artist is not as huge as imagined. If the number of the former is doubled, the result will be different.

The fifty-year-old man fought several times, but the expected scene of easy defeat did not occur.

He couldn't help feeling a little depressed. Was it a mistake to choose this city gate as his target?

Judging from Zhou You's performance, he always looks like a soft persimmon, comparable to some of the weakest junior martial artists.

However, they set out in large numbers today, determined to capture this city gate, and if one plan fails, they have another.

"..."

Zhou You was concentrating all his energy against the fifty-year-old martial artist when he suddenly felt a jolt in his heart and a second large red dot suddenly appeared on the panel.

In addition to the fifty-year-old martial artist in front of him, the enemy also has a second martial artist.

A small city gate was attacked by two martial artists. How much do they think of Winged Tiger Zhouyou?
Just as the thought came to his mind, a figure suddenly jumped out from the nearest crowd of rebels, as fast as a shuttle.

The junior martial artist hiding in the crowd actually sneak attacked him, a Qi and Blood warrior. How shameless.

"mean!"

Zhou You separated himself into a tiger shadow and stabbed forward with a dagger in hand, attacking instead of defending. At the same time, he suddenly shot out a Tiger Roaring Jade towards the fifty-year-old martial artist, shaking the surrounding air.

The dagger stabbed an object and then slid away diagonally without causing much damage.

The rhythm of the sneak attack was planned, and the martial artist revealed his true face. The gyroscope on the ground spun and stopped, pinching the corner of his clothes.

This was a skinny, short middle-aged man who looked like Captain Jia. There was a long and narrow wound on his chest, with blood and flesh protruding.

He wore a layer of iron armor under his outer garment, a self-defense item made of his qi and blood, and was injured when pierced by the dagger.

"That dagger is a good thing. It belongs to me."

It is obvious that the dagger can pierce even the divine weapons of qi and blood, so it is definitely not an ordinary object.

The fifty-year-old martial artist didn't say anything. He could see that the good stuff was his, so how could it be his? Killing people, competing for credit and grabbing treasures, everyone depends on their own ability, it's not something you can reserve with just one word.

After the two martial artists showed up, the urgency of the situation became increasingly apparent, and the morale of the rebels was high, as they all believed that breaking through the city gate was not far away.

(End of this chapter)