Hong Kong Film: Starting Undercover from the Five Tigers!

Before Zheng and Yixing Honggun could fully react, Liu Wenhao slit his throat.

Blood mist gushed out, and he felt dizzy and disoriented. The immense pain caused him to fall to the ground with a thud, his whole body convulsing.

"Run!"

"Get out!"

"..."

At that moment, the pungent smell of blood made the others unable to hold back any longer, and they kept letting out panicked and terrified screams.

"damn it!"

"what to do?!"

Seeing this, the black dragon took a deep breath and roared.

"Everyone, come back!"

"Leave the Golden Tiger to me and Black Dragon."

"Go and kill Golden Tiger's men!"

The crown prince frowned and spoke in a deep voice.

The prince's words relieved the remaining thirty or forty swordsmen, who turned around and attacked Luo Tianhong and his men.

Luo Tianhong and his group were surrounded by 150 knife-wielding men of considerable strength and found it difficult to escape.

Even Luo Tianhong, Tony Ahu, the seven siblings of Tian Yangsheng, and Aji all had several knife wounds on their bodies.

Their clothes were already stained bright red with blood.

The bloodstains on their clothes were only from the wounds; the blood on the rest of their bodies was from Yi Hing and Hung Hing straw sandals.

The pain from the wounds on their bodies could not stop Luo Tianhong and the others from attacking.

Faced with an attack by more than 150 people, Luo Tianhong and his group fought with increasing ferocity, unleashing their full strength.

The strength that Liu Wenhao displayed was truly astonishing.

This thrilled them.

Under the influence of Liu Wenhao's imposing presence and aura, Luo Tianhong and the others showed no fear or hesitation.

Even if they get more and more knife wounds, as long as these wounds are not fatal and do not significantly affect their performance, they can still contribute to the fight.

Luo Tianhong, Tony Ahu, the seven siblings Tian Yangsheng, and Aji all had only one goal in mind: to eliminate all the knife-wielders around them.

"Do it!"

"it is good!"

Hung Hing defeated Black Dragon, the most powerful leader of the Ho Wo Yi Hing, and they exchanged a glance. The two shouted at the same time.

The two men drew their machetes from their waists and charged at Liu Wenhao with overwhelming force.

"Crown Prince, the God of War of Hung Hing."

"Heilong, the second-in-command of Yixing."

"Tonight, let me see what you're really capable of."

Liu Wenhao narrowed his eyes, a cold smile full of icy glint appearing on his face.

Swish!

As the words fell, Liu Wenhao's aura soared to the heavens.

In the blink of an eye, he appeared before the Crown Prince.

"what!"

"So fast!"

Upon seeing this, the crown prince exclaimed in surprise.

There was still at least a dozen meters between the Crown Prince and Liu Wenhao.

Even the world's top sprinters cannot appear more than ten meters away in less than a few seconds!

The Crown Prince truly lives up to his reputation as the God of War of Hung Hing; his martial arts training since childhood has given him considerable skill and reflexes.

Surprised, the Crown Prince raised his cleaver, held it horizontally in front of him, and slashed at Liu Wenhao in a ninety-degree arc.

when!

The sound of metal clashing sounded.

Liu Wenhao casually swung his sword and easily blocked the Crown Prince's attack, which had used at least 50% of his strength.

As Liu Wenhao blocked the prince's attack, the black dragon's attack from the other side also landed.

A glint flashed in Liu Wenhao's eyes, and he unleashed the Wing Chun Eight-Sword Slash once more.

One versus two.

Yet they were able to maintain the upper hand.

This greatly shocked the Crown Prince and the Black Dragon.

Whether it's the Prince or the Black Dragon, their strength is among the best in Hong Kong.

Throughout Hong Kong Island, there are almost no people who can easily withstand a powerful blow from the Prince.

As the second-in-command of He Yixing, Heilong's strength is inferior to that of the Crown Prince.

However, he also made a name for himself in Hong Kong, and many powerful figures in Hong Kong's triads admired Black Dragon's strength.

Even with their combined efforts, the two still couldn't gain the slightest advantage over Liu Wenhao.

Even under Liu Wenhao's swordsmanship, the Crown Prince and Black Dragon were forced to retreat steadily.

The two gradually found it difficult to cope with Liu Wenhao's attacks.

"damn it!"

"I don't believe it!"

Forced to retreat by Liu Wenhao, the black dragon had no choice but to roar and unleash its strongest attack to meet Liu Wenhao head-on.

Seeing this, the Crown Prince was not to be outdone and unleashed his most ruthless methods.

Whoohoo!

The cleavers in the hands of Black Dragon and the Prince slashed through the air, creating a series of whistling sounds.

The blade gleamed dazzlingly.

The two attacked Liu Wenhao simultaneously, one in front and one behind, one on the left and one on the right.

During the attack, the prince and the black dragon swung their swords constantly, and their offensive tactics kept changing.

Liu Wenhao did not move an inch, his expression calm.

He easily countered the fierce attacks of Black Dragon and Prince with the Wing Chun Eight-Sword Technique.

Dang Dang Dang!

The sound of cleavers clashing rang out continuously, sparks flying everywhere.

As the prince and the black dragon swung their cleavers, they simultaneously clenched their other hands into fists and slammed them towards Liu Wenhao's armpit from the other side.

"A good offensive."

"Insufficient techniques."

Liu Wenhao chuckled and with a slight exertion of his right arm, he knocked away the swords of the Crown Prince and the Black Dragon.

With a slight movement of his legs and a twist of his body, he precisely dodged the fists of the prince and the black dragon.

"what!"

"This...how is this possible!"

Liu Wenhao's actions once again shocked both the Crown Prince and the Black Dragon.

The two could hardly believe that Liu Wenhao's reaction and agility were so exaggerated!

In a normal fight, everyone is either on the offensive or on the defensive.

Basically, no one can defend and attack at the same time!

But Liu Wenhao succeeded. His attacks were even more ferocious, and his defense was extremely tight, leaving the Crown Prince and Black Dragon helpless and at a loss!

Chapter 127 The God of War of Hung Hing Dies!

"damn it!"

"How could the Golden Tiger be so powerful!"

The black dragon, once again forced back by Liu Wenhao's strike, frowned deeply, his eyes filled with even more solemnity and awe at Liu Wenhao's formidable strength.

Hei Long is the second-in-command of Yi Xing. He is very powerful and even more so than a typical Double Flower Red Stick.

Needless to say, the Crown Prince, as the God of War of Hung Hing, is also very powerful. Even Black Dragon would not be a match for the Crown Prince.

However, tonight, even though Black Dragon and the Crown Prince joined forces, they were forced to retreat repeatedly by Liu Wenhao.

Their attacks posed absolutely no threat to Liu Wenhao.

On the contrary, Liu Wenhao's attacks overwhelmed the Crown Prince and Black Dragon, leaving them unable to cope.

"Oh shit!".

"I don't believe it!"

The crown prince gritted his teeth and roared angrily.

Swipe!

Black Dragon and the Crown Prince charged forward once again.

Ding ding.

The result remained the same.

Liu Wenhao easily blocked their attacks using the Yongchun Eight-Sword Slash.

brush!

Liu Wenhao's figure flashed, disappearing from the spot like a ghost, leaving behind a series of afterimages.

"what!"

"not good!"

The instant Liu Wenhao's body disappeared, a look of panic flashed across the faces of both the Black Dragon and the Crown Prince.

Liu Wenhao was so fast that Black Dragon and the Crown Prince could hardly catch his movements.

Under these circumstances, Black Dragon and the Crown Prince could only be put on the defensive and unable to retaliate.

"almost."

"I won't play with you anymore."

Black Dragon and the Crown Prince felt a chill run down their spines when they suddenly heard Liu Wenhao's voice from behind them.

boom!

boom!

As soon as Liu Wenhao finished speaking, he unleashed the Twelve-Road Tan Leg technique.

Ahh!

The black dragon and the prince let out a mournful howl.

Under the powerful force, the two of them flew backward like kites with broken strings.

Then the two men slammed their bodies onto the ground, spitting out mouthfuls of blood that stained their shirts red.

"damn it!"

"Even if the two of us join forces, we are no match for Golden Tiger!"