() 。 At night, the bright stars are covered with dark stars, a crescent moon hangs obliquely, and the soft moonlight pours down on the earth, as if a silver coat is draped over the earth

Yanqi is brightly lit up everywhere when it arrives at the Chun Festival

But tonight is indeed a murderous night for Zhang Yifei, because he wants to kill all the enemies in Yanjing in exchange for his peace of mind

Jiang Zhe stood aside from Zhang Yifei and looked at the person in front of him, because he knew that tonight must be bloody

"Kill both of them"

A cold-cold man in black stepped forward gently, the black sè robe, the black sè mask covered, the person was exposed to the air only the eyes with deep killing intent, without a trace of human reason, the whole person stood there like a butcher knife, full of the smell of blood

The man in black behind him had already rushed forward

"Where can I miss a battle like this, York," a white-skinned North American cowboy man burst in, with a very satisfied smile on his face

High boots, short dagger, and a long whip pinned to his waist, the shirt of the flower sè can no longer be seen, this sè is just dyed by blood red, and it has become a kind of black face

York can be said to be a person who does not play according to the routine, completely according to his own heart, whether it is the enemy or his own people, he will kill, provided that he is happy, it can be said that he is also a headache for everyone

Because this guy is like a song maniac, and he is still a master, I saw that he instantly entangled a person, and the sharp dagger had already cut through the other party's belly, and no one could see how he made a move, but when this person retreated, there was already a deep blood mark on his belly, and he lost his combat effectiveness

"York, you bastard," the man in black saw York's movements, his face was as cold as ice, and his eyes were full of anger

What he feared most had happened, and York, this guy turned against his own people

"Go clean up the others" Zhang Yifei flashed out from the side, sensing the breath of these people, he moved with killing intent

A monstrous killing intent spread from all sides with Zhang Yifei as the center, making the people not far from Zhang Yifei feel the killing intent on Zhang Yifei's body after seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but shudder

Jiang Zhe didn't speak, his body had already rushed in, he knew that Zhang Yifei wanted to make himself face a stronger enemy, because in this way he could stimulate his potential

Only by dying can he stimulate his potential, and only in this way can he become an existence like Zhang Yifei

At this moment, Jiang Zhe understood why Zhang Yifei improved so quickly

I'm afraid that it has an inseparable relationship with his extermination of the Satan mercenary group, and every day he has to hover on the verge of death and deal with the god of death, and if he doesn't pay attention to it, he will die without a place to be buried

It was precisely this hovering on the verge of death again and again that made all the potential in Zhang Yifei's body explode, thus making him step by step to the peak

In fact, Jiang Zhe's guess was not wrong, but it was not entirely right, because he didn't know that Zhang Yifei had paid other things behind this

At this moment, Jiang Zhe understood what it meant to be a master

A master is not a strong force, but a person's progress, even if a person's strength is not great, he will be eliminated one day, Zhang Yifei is called a master because he will continue to improve in every killing, and there is no way to catch up

The screaming killing sound stopped temporarily because of Zhang Yifei's appearance, and everyone looked at Zhang Yifei in fear one by one, because they knew the strength of this person and the horror of this person

"Today, you all have to die," Zhang Yifei looked at everyone expressionlessly, and his voice like a grim reaper slowly came out of his mouth

A bloody battle began

And Zhang Yifei didn't move at the black-clothed leader of York, but his eyes were only staring at Zhang Yifei alone, or he had already felt Zhang Yifei's strength, but he might not have thought that it was not only powerful, but also a little perverted and outrageous

"You'd better shoot together," Zhang Yifei looked at the two with contempt

York's face was furious after hearing Zhang Yifei's words, and he didn't say a word, he moved

This time, York no longer shot at his own people, but at Zhang Yifei

I saw the dagger in York's hand roaring out at Zhang Yifei, and behind the dagger there was a tough invisible steel wire rope so small that it was impossible to distinguish with the naked eye

With a flick of two fingers, the steel wire produced a note like a guzheng, and then the crisp sound of the "horn" was broken, Zhang Yifei let go of his hand, and the dagger fell to the ground

The leather whip on York's waist was already in his hand, staring at Zhang Yifei: "We have to die today."

Zhang Yifei's cold eyes flashed slightly, in addition to the contempt for him and the surveillance of the black collar on the side, he could not guarantee that this person would not take advantage of others

And York's words, Zhang Yifei can basically ignore it, because he wants to kill York, like slaughtering a dog

In Zhang Yifei's eyes, the most powerful of so many races is the black-clothed leader in front of him

The men in black fell one after another, and at this moment, Jiang Zhe completely mobilized his strength, and wherever he passed, there must be more blood flowing, and there would definitely be a corpse lying in a pool of blood

The leather whip was holding the stimulating energy, and every time it fell, it set off a large area of gray gas, Zhang Yifei's body turned and flickered without a shadow, and here was instantly shrouded in black fog

This leather whip has been held by York for more than 20 years, and it is a hundred times more flexible than his hand, even if a fly flies in the air, it will not escape the power of his whip, but it does not have much effect on Zhang Yifei

The leather whip entangled Zhang Yifei around York, and before the joy was revealed, the curled figure had turned faster and closer to him

York felt a little uneasy, and when Zhang Yifei was three meters away from him, the leather whip tightly wrapped around his body had already made a "squeak" sound with a cold shout

The whip broke several times and fell off

York was not in a hurry, he was surprised that the fist had hit his face, this punch Zhang Yifei used up seventy percent of his strength, people's ears were very distinct, and a kind of "click" cracking sound could be clear, and then York's body had already flown up

It flew more than ten meters before he landed, constantly struggling to let out a sharp howl, a howl of painful death, but he didn't pay attention to it, and slowly the sound became smaller and smaller, and finally he didn't move, and the blood on his face made him look extremely terrifying

: The first chapter of the arrears is still owed to you four chapters, as long as there is time, Qiu Feng will make up for the arrears, I hope you can rest assured)