Speaking of this, this cadre is really loyal to Qian Wu, even if he knows that he may be dead or chasing him.

"hey!" The hammer guard’s right fist got stuck, and the hammer sword raised its hand to split!
The hammer’s right arm is not the front hand, but the hammer. The whole right arm has been alienated and become extremely explosive.
The length of the hammer sword is invisible to ordinary people.
"Chief!" The cadres rushed forward madly, trying to push forward, but it was too late.
A flash of light
"Ahhh ….." Hammer people clutching his right arm issued a loud scream.
His right hand has been ripped off completely.
The former Wu right hand holding a sharp blade looked at him indifferently.
"Good. Lend me your sword."
Chapter 975 Fusang Sword God!
There are ten people in a team of Hammer Guards and their captains. Seven and a half of this team entered the crack and buried the half. Now there are only seven people left.
When they came out, Fusang State emerged from the ground and caused panic.
Hammer guard is not a way to deal with ordinary hammers-for example, throwing food is useless. Hammer coolies have long been numb and degraded after years of hard work, just like wild animals, which have no judgment to live on.
However, members of the Hammer Guard are professional soldiers with basic self-control ability.
After the food tactics were effective, the police in Fusang directly lost Zhuang Dad’s wine.
A hammer guard was attracted by wine and just wanted to drink before he was kicked by the captain.
After fusang state police tried various methods, but as everyone saw, even the shield of Nasonia Military Corps was split in half by a sword.
Qianwu pulled a hammer man’s right arm and held the sword in his hand.
This sword is also made of rusty gold, but I don’t know how many times it has been forged. The rusty grain of rusty gold is folded as beautiful as a cloud, which feels like a Damascus knife.
It’s said that the sword is solid, and its single-sided blade is slightly thick, but its figure is slender and a bit like that of tangdao or Fuso Dao, which is straight and curved.
The strength and explosiveness of the hammer really don’t need the slightest radian to increase the chopping ability at all.
This kind of straight knife, Shi Sheng Tang or Fusang, is called sword.
The sword doesn’t show much dividing line.
Qianwu ripped off the hammer man’s arm, held the tail buckle of the hammer sword, posed as a swordsman, waved two satisfied nods, and then strolled forward.
"First … Sir, be careful!"
"No, no! That’s the sixth generation leader of Zhakou Group! "
"Six generations of leaders, please retreat! The special police horse is here! "
Several policemen have lost their lives, but they have not forgotten their duties.
"First … chief … help!" The ham who was torn by his right arm covered his wound and ran to his companion.
Qianwu looked indifferent and stepped forward.
In his own opinion, this is a step.
But it seems to others that he is ghostly and teleports behind the hammer man.
"Poof" a blood foaming at the mouth, a head turned several times and eyes blinked, as if I didn’t know I was dead.
Qianwu stepped on his feet and slowly exerted his strength.
"poof!" Hammer helmet was directly crushed, and his eyes and brains were sprayed out from his eyes and smeared all over the floor.
Then Qian Wu looked up at the sight with six hammers left.
Eyes without the slightest expression indifference to the extreme.
"Team … Captain …" A few hammers made a chill in their backs and consciously hind legs.
"What are you afraid of? He’s alone!"
The captain sat in a heavy armor and roared "gun!"
I saw the hammers take out their flintlock guns and aim them at Qianwu.
"Bang bang bang!"
See the long Dao in the former Wu’s hand waving into a curtain of light, tinkling and ringing.
Next to hide behind the car, several gate group cadres were stunned.
"No! Even a gun can stop it? "
"When did the leader become so powerful!"
"It is god! The root of our leader is the Fusang Sword God! "
"No … no …"
Qianwu bowed his head and saw a lot of tiny holes in his chest.

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