In the courtyard, the atmosphere of slaughter is pervasive.

Seven or eight men in black stood with great difficulty, their expressions solemn.

And standing at the forefront is their leading big brother, Chen Sheng.

At this moment, Chen Sheng was holding a blade in his hand, and his not burly figure was extraordinarily straight.

There was blood on the corner of his lip, which was caused by a middle-aged monk hitting him in the chest and abdomen.

But he didn't suffer, and even made blood.

The knife in his hand was stained with blood.

A knife pierced the monk's abdomen, and it was violently stirred.

He was well aware that the blow was not fatal.

But this battle is not over.

A cold wind blew, and Chen Sheng's eyes fell on the monk standing at the gate of the courtyard.

Another monk.

He is older than the middle-aged monk, and his momentum is more aggressive and heavy.

He stood in the way, leaving the Shadows with no way out.

Chen Sheng sent out the last encrypted message and casually threw the phone to the man in black behind him.

"I told the host. ”

Chen Sheng clenched the blade in his hand: "I can't withdraw it." ”

As soon as the words fell.

The seven black-clothed men behind him stood up sharply, and a monstrous bloodthirsty aura rushed towards them.

It's heart-wrenching.

At the gate of the courtyard, the old monk in his fifties had a steady breath. Not disturbed by the bloodthirsty aura released by the shadows.

But his brow furrowed involuntarily.

The strength of this group of young people may not be first-class.

But their willpower, their attitude in the face of the strong, is commendable.

"Since you can't withdraw. Then this door, you must enter. ”

Sou!

Chen Sheng was like a sharp arrow, suddenly attacking.

But his direction was not the courtyard gate.

It was the door that was blocked by a middle-aged monk.

The knife in his hand is calm and sharp.

Chen Sheng's body, just a breath, suddenly catapulted in front of the middle-aged monk!

The middle-aged monk was seriously injured, and if he wanted to resist Chen Sheng's knife. It will cost you your life!

"Presumptuous!"

An angry shout was like thunder.

Chen Sheng's heart trembled. But the knife in his hand leaves no room for it!

Whew!

The old monk who was still at the gate of the courtyard a second ago suddenly fell on Chen Sheng's side like a white light.

He reached out and grabbed Chen Sheng's throat.

But the latter was as slippery as a loach, dodging and running behind the middle-aged monk.

Flutter!

The blade stabbed the middle-aged monk in the back.

The middle-aged monk's reaction was not slow, and his elbow slammed into Chen Sheng's head.

Bang!

Chen Sheng, who raised his hand to block, took a few steps back, half of his hand paralyzed.

"Hmm-"

The middle-aged man knelt down on one knee and spurted red blood from his mouth. The originally calm and plain face suddenly flushed sickly. His eyes were cloudy and he was sweating profusely.

The first knife, Chen Sheng's stab. The middle-aged monk didn't stop it.

The second knife, Chen Sheng stabbed the old monk in the back. The middle-aged monk still didn't stop it.

This is Chen Sheng.

A leading big brother who claims to have bad legs and feet and can't do shadow work.

If you really want to play with your life, he is no better than the shadows. Or even more violent.

"I will stab him to death today. ”

Standing not far away, Chen Sheng, who distanced himself from the old monk, grinned, revealing a hideous look: "In front of you!"

Whoosh!

Two shadows rushed rapidly, holding blades and swooping down on the middle-aged monk.

He was stabbed in the front and back, and he was already at the end of the crossbow.

In the face of these two defeated men, he could not continue. Unable to resist.

The old monk standing aside was furious.

With a wave of his arm, his vigorous palm poked out from his robe. Take the Shadow Destiny Door!

"I've overtaken you all!"

The old monk had a bad temper and spoke sharply and cruelly.

The whole body erupted with fierce energy, how can there be a little bit of monk's demeanor, just like a purgatory Shura, full of anger!

Bang!

A shadow was knocked away by an old monk, vomiting blood on the spot, and couldn't get up.

The other shadow, however, had a nimble body and bypassed the old monk's interception. A knife stabbed into the chest of the middle-aged monk.

Flutter!

Blood gushed like a spring, and the old monk fell to his knees, his body gradually withering.

I can't even kneel, I can't even kneel!

The old monk saw that he was powerless to save people, and a fierce murderous intent appeared in his eyes. The qi machine is blowing all over the body, even the monk's robe, there is no wind automatically!

Chen Sheng didn't have anything to say.

He clenched the blade in his hand, and the wind under his feet rose rapidly, rushing towards the middle-aged monk. I'm going to make up for him!

"Demon Monk!"

Chen Sheng shouted angrily, and his eyes were murderous: "On the road!"

Airplanes!

The sword light will appear, Chen Sheng is like a god of death wielding a sickle, full of anger.

"You're looking for death!"

The old monk shouted angrily, and a dodge fell in front of Chen Sheng!

He raised his left hand slightly, and his right hand was like a sharp claw, grabbing Chen Sheng's chest.

With this blow, he was confident that he could abolish Chen Sheng on the spot!

Do you want to be the last cut in my face?

Just between this lightning and flint, Chen Sheng, who was supposed to swoop down on the middle-aged monk, actually jumped up, raised his blade high, and shone out a dazzling cold light!

The knife in his hand reversed the track premeditatedly, and it stabbed straight into the old monk's lower abdomen!

The old monk's expression changed greatly, and his sharp claws were waved on Chen Sheng's face.

In an instant, half of Chen Sheng's face was bloody and terrifying.

The knife that pierced into the old monk's body was only less than three centimeters deep before it was forcibly pulled out.

But even so, the old monk was out of control and furious.

The face that was originally very high-spirited was full of distortions.

"I'm not just going to get through the door. ”

Chen Sheng, whose face was half bloody and blurred, slowly stood up. I didn't lose control of my emotions because of the severe pain on my face.

In one of his intact eyes, there was firmness and indifference.

Several shadows surrounded the dying middle-aged monk at some point.

"And chopped off his head. "Chen Sheng is categorical about the railway.

Flutter!

As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp knife slashed into the middle-aged monk's neck.

The hand is up and down, and the head is not guaranteed!

The heart of the old monk, as for the storm, is difficult to calm down.

He knew very well that the young man in front of him, who had half of his face ruined, was definitely not his opponent.

Even with the addition of those seven shadows, there is a good chance of winning at best!

But such a group of rabble, in front of themselves, cut off the heads of their nephews alive!

And he, still powerless, can't spare time to rescue!

Is this group of mysterious youths strong enough?

Definitely not!

The master and nephew defeated the seven people with their own strength, and they also suffered a loss in the hands of Chen Sheng. How can this group of people be their opponents?

You must know that he is the top powerhouse under one person in the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties!

A group of nobodies can make him deflated and insulted?

"I'll let you know. The old monk's tone was cold, and he said angrily. "What will it cost to provoke me!"

Chen Sheng picked up the blade again.

On the hideous and bloody face, it was as cold and cold as ever.

Behind him, six shadows slowly approached. It exudes a certain eerie atmosphere.

"Chop him. ”

Shen Sheng's thin lips opened slightly, and he spit out three words concisely.

Suddenly, shadows struck from both sides.

Chen Sheng held the blade in his hand, suddenly like a bloodthirsty beast, roaring!

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