"The tree is very popular, it seems that this master has a lot of enemies in normal times. ”

He had previously targeted the northwest region and launched one offensive after another.

However, I didn't expect that this Zhang Lin really had two brushes, and his defense was like an iron wall, and he couldn't find the slightest chance at all.

It's too violent.

Later, he deliberately checked this Zhang Lin and found that in addition to the broken sword, the other party turned out to be the number one master under Bo Ye!

The shot was strong and targeted, and even the soldiers under him were like wolf cubs, fighting with a desperate posture.

If, tonight, there is no breakthrough, he Qi Jun can only apologize with death.

"Speed up!"

He took a deep breath and waved out with one hand: "Quick, quick! Now that Zhang Lin is dead, the northwest belongs to the borderless land, we will drive straight in, kill directly to the Rose Club, and take off the head of Bo Ye's dog!"

When the words fell, the group of people sped up a few more steps, and their momentum was high.

At this time, Qi Jun's eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly chuckled in his heart when he saw the five fingers in front of him.

This road is the only way to Zhang Lin, but the originally deserted street seems to have appeared out of thin air, staring at him fiercely.

"Who!"

He jerked his head back and looked around, but didn't notice anything out of the ordinary.

Before he knew it, a fine layer of sweat had appeared on his forehead.

After a while, he let out a long sigh of relief: "It seems that I've been a little tired lately, and my nerves have been tense." ”

After a pause, he snorted coldly: "Originally, I didn't have to go to such great lengths, I was too careless and underestimated this so-called Bo Ye." ”

"But that's okay now. ”

"After tonight, Master Bo will not exist. ”

After saying that, he stepped lightly, a little faster than before.

When his figure disappeared, a pair of eyes flashed through the darkness.

At that time, the northwest region, Zhang Lin's territory.

Bo Ye hummed and drank tea, his face was very calm.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps at the door, and the speed of the broken sword was faster than that of Qi Jun and the others.

After standing still, there was no extra nonsense, and the broken sword directly said in a cold voice: "It's here." ”

Hearing this, Bo Ye nodded slightly: "Okay, I know." ”

"This opportunity should not be missed, and we will strive to avenge Zhang Lin. ”

Zhang Lin is indeed dead.

Everyone thought that he had died in Qi Jun's hands.

Everyone was furious.

They would not have thought that the murderer who killed Zhang Lin was on the scene.

In order to make this scene more realistic, in order to let Qi Jun take the initiative to take the bait, Bo Ye sent a broken sword to shoot and send Zhang Lin on the road.

Vicious.

It's ruthless.

Everyone was kept in the dark, and then they were guided by Bo Ye, who turned his anger to Qi Jun.

They want to kill Qi Jun and avenge Zhang Lin.

"Master Bo, give the order!"

"We're all set!"

"Let's take advantage of tonight to catch the!"

"Even if he dies, Lao Tzu will avenge Brother Zhang and kill their eight ancestors!"

Everyone's eyes were red, and a fire burned in their eyes!

In the past few days of fighting, they have also lost a lot of manpower, and there is no way back.

Only by fighting to the death can we get a glimmer of life.

Bo Ye was still sitting on the chair, he turned his head and looked at the dark night, with no sadness or joy in his eyes.

As the minutes ticked by, the sound of footsteps came, from far and near.

Bo Ye put down the teacup in his hand, narrowed his eyes slightly, and the cold light burst out.

"Kill!"

He stood up and let out a loud shout.

As the words fell, the streets lit up with snow-white lights, as if it were day.

Qi Jun and the others subconsciously stretched out their hands to block their eyes, and their hearts chuckled.

"Hit the mark!"

Qi Jun looked resentful, gritted his teeth and said, "Master Bo, I am your eighth ancestor!"

"Withdraw!"

He ordered a retreat, but it was too late.

The street is not very wide, and at the beginning of the street there are a continuous stream of people, and it is tightly blocked.

"Kill!"

The black tide came directly towards Qi Jun and the others, and the momentum was terrifying.

The flame of revenge burns in everyone's eyes.

Qi Jun killed Zhang Lin, and even killed many of his brothers.

It's time to settle this account.

The murderous aura escaped, just like the substance, and rose to the sky!

Then a crisp sound sounded, and one by one *** smashed on the wall and the ground.

Tongues of fire meandered through the night, forming a sea of fire in an instant, dividing the people and horses brought by Qi Jun.

All of a sudden, the atmosphere on the field became chaotic, and the people brought by Qi Jun were all frightened and confused.

Broken Sword still had a cold expression, and said in a deep voice: "Kill!"

The words fell, and the short soldiers met, and a sound of ping-pong came out!

The sound of weapons clashing, bones breaking, screams, wails, resounded through the four fields, mixed into a bloody symphony.

Qi Jun gritted his teeth, secretly vigilant around, suddenly, a creepy feeling hit his whole body, he directly clenched the long knife in his hand as if he had eyes on his back, turned around and slashed away.

"Boom!"

Mars Bloom!

There is a mental calculation without a heart, and the broken sword and feet are like the roots of an old tree, and they do not move at all.

Qi Jun's body staggered back uncontrollably, and only then did he lose his strength.

"Damn!"

His dark eyes stared at the broken sword, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You guys are too despicable!"

Hearing this, Broken Sword's face did not change in the slightest, it was still like a sword, his body was straight, and his murderous aura was in the sky.

With a flick of his wrist, the cold, broken sword let out a slight trembling sound.

Then, his toes tapped on the ground, and his ghostly figure went directly towards Qi Jun.

A snow-white sword light lit up in the dark night, and it looked a little cold.

"Give me death!"

Qi Jun shouted angrily, his muscles were knotted, and the green tendons on his arms burst out.

"Boom!"

Swords collide and sparks bloom.

Broken Sword pursed his lips tightly, and he didn't say a word from beginning to end, at this time, he had only one thought, and that was to kill.

As his name suggests, the sword was broken, but it didn't affect its sharpness in the slightest.

There were screams all around, but Broken Sword still didn't care, in his eyes, there was only Qi Jun alone.

After failing to strike, he withdrew his long sword, flipped his wrist, and stabbed it again, his movements were extremely fast, not at all like an old man over half a hundred years old, but a young man with strong blood.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The more Qi Jun fought, the more frightened he became, feeling that the opponent's sword was too fast.

By now, he had already felt a faint pain in the position of the tiger's mouth, which was the power of the anti-shock.

"Give me death!"

He hissed, a gleam flashing in his eyes.

The situation is very unfavorable, and under the advantages of one and the other, I have no chance at all.

In the face of a master like Broken Sword, you can only fight hard, otherwise it will definitely be a dead end in the end.