In the black market, there is a scuffle, no matter what other people will be, Zhan Rufeng is facing the hero and the black dragon.

Meow!

There was a cat meow, and its paws carried a gust of wind, like many afterimages covering it.

With the alternating light in his eyes, Rufeng didn't know how many times he had fought with the guild master, and he felt like a breeze wafting away from his body.

In an instant, it was a little violent, and the claws cut through the air, bringing out a bright red.

Rufeng also knew that it was not damage to the surface of the skin, but just a piece of blood-colored sword qi from the other party.

Even though his body was flexible and changeable, Rufeng still obviously fell down, and the moment the claws rubbed against the master's sword, the leg of the guild master's blood-colored vortex pierced directly into the belly of the wind.

Zhan Rufeng's face froze, and he immediately dodged sideways, and saw two blood-colored leg blades coming from him, and he had no way to dodge, so he could only meet it directly.

Looking at the two blood-colored leg blades, Rufeng was wearing sharp claws on his hands, and he thrust down, and the claws completely pierced into the flesh and blood, stabbing into the opponent's legs fiercely.

The blood was exciting, his eyes were fierce, he looked at the hero in front of him, and asked sharply, "If what I think is right, you should have agreed to reconcile with Fengyun and them." But in the end, why do you have to go back on them?

The words are like ultrasonic waves poured directly into the ears, and the chivalrous heart that spreads like the wind is undoubtedly implemented.

However, the guild master didn't want to buy his account, so he clenched a sword in both hands and stabbed away like the wind, and said with a hideous face, "They want to kill me, how can I let them go?

As soon as the words fell, the sword that pierced straight over disappeared with the figure, and when he looked at it again, the master had already arrived behind Zhan Rufeng, and a sword stabbed directly into Rufeng's chest, and the master said viciously

"However, it cannot be denied that the other party will be completely eliminated through fighting, and the grass will be cut to the roots! This will be very fast! It will be very clean!"

There is no need to make too many moves, this time it will be fatal, and in less than a few rounds, Zhan Rufeng is eyes are wide open and he understands

The legs that his claws pierced into just now were fake, and they were formed by the other party with gasification, so that when he thought that he had seriously injured the other party's legs and restrained the other party, the other party could instantly flash to his back and deliver a fatal blow to himself!

It was calculated

Damn! Zhan Rufeng's heart was upset, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, turned his head to the side, and stared at that guy closely, that is, at the leader of the Hero Guild. It's strange to look at that sinister and domineering face like this, as if it were an overlap of two guys.

The staggered shadows kept changing, as if they had seen the blood-colored half of the face, and the face with a sinister aura between the eyebrows, which was constantly repeated.

This......

Although he already understood that he was getting closer and closer to the final answer, Zhan Rufeng had no sense of joy, felt heartache, couldn't see through anything, as if he was full of regret, and now he had been pierced

Rumble!

Zhan Rufeng was shattered in an instant, and the hero would hold a bloody sword in his hand, pointing at the sky, looking up to the sky and laughing wildly

Ahahahaha!

In an instant, a demonic aura rushed in all directions, almost completely enveloping the entire black market, and countless dense lines were like a group of snakes flowing, reaching the feet of the man in black and the man in white.

In the end, the people who followed the Hero Guild Master, including Suo Ming and others who helped, were all taken care of by these lines, and they felt that their strength had improved a lot

A bloodthirsty and cruel smile crept up on the faces of those men. In an instant, the Black Dragon Guild Master and his troops, their entire momentum was like giants, carrying the ferocious black dragon, constantly roaring, preparing to kill wildly.

Roar......

How can the roar of the dragon be compared to that of the so-called hoe dragon? These really hidden executioners are ready to be bloodied again, but to let those so-called knights who have survived in seclusion understand

What is the horror of the rivers and lakes!

Unlike the skirmishers, these guys are well-trained, and they use a team tactical approach to advance, playing steadily and steadily, maintaining a triangular formation or a straight formation.

The feet may be heavy, or they may be light and agile, these people find their target, take out the hidden weapon, and fire one after another, leaving corpses in the ground, and advancing step by step, like a castle of killing.

The offense and defense are decent, the hidden weapons, swords, and shields are all possessed, and they are all good hands, specializing in attacking weak places, which will cause certain casualties to the hoe dragon.

And the hoe dragon club is not to be underestimated, an old man holding a scale hook hanging a fireball is dancing, and suddenly, the spinning fireball becomes a death vortex.

Some of the members of the Heroes Club who were close by, as if they were playing with toys, were caught by surprise by the old man with the scale hook in his hand and threw them directly upward.

A piece of flame on his body immediately turned into black charcoal, stretching for miles, and that was definitely the best way to disappear in an instant.

Even screaming was a luxury, and the members of the Heroes Club, who were usually high-spirited, looked in horror at the ordinary old man who practiced juggling and the endless gray around him.

I saw a group of young men stepping on each other's hands, stacking Arhats upward, flipping high in the air, and the swords in their hands emerged endlessly, connecting them like shining dragon gates.

You can see red dots popping up before the light flickers, and you can hear the sound of brushing and brushing the sword, and when these young men build a human tower, the long snake formation formed by the members of the Hero Club around them has become a series of corpses.

There are too many masters to fall, and it is impossible to count them at all, and the spirit elements that shuttle between the two sides of the melee are even more red-eyed

"Zhan Rufeng!Nine Lives Tanuki, why are you?, why did you leave me?" Seeing Rufeng being penetrated by the guild master, Lingsu didn't know what he was talking about.

I just want to call a guy's name, although I gradually forget it, but I can still shout so eagerly

"Spread like the wind!"

Calling the name like the wind, the dagger in his hand ended the life of a good hand in the rivers and lakes beside him by the way, the footsteps gradually blurred, and Lingsu had long forgotten where he had arrived at the moment.

Looking up, the knife in his hand brought blood to put down a few while wandering, and looked high, and he could see the big flag standing at the top of the spire, and the conspicuous words on it, hoe dragon club!

If you look down, you can see the increasing number of corpses, everything as if it was being manipulated, manipulating life and death.

The compass of fate is turning, and I don't know from which tear at which moment I stop, and I will see the scenery I want to see?

Suddenly, as if separated from all of this, Lingsu felt as if he had fallen into the endless chaos.

When I opened my eyes in confusion, I saw that it was a big disk, and the needle of the compass was turning, as if to remind the spirit element leaning on a small corner, and the opponent was that one!

"I'm Suo Ming! How painful life is, let me send you free!" "King Yin's subordinate, Suo Ming, who holds the compass of life and death, is also the one who fueled the trouble this time, and he chose to find Lingsu.

Lingsu quickly adjusted his mentality, rotated the knife in his hand, and randomly combined some flying knives to become a long whip, and the mechanical bronze rats he carried occupied a certain area of the life and death compass under his feet.

At the same time, other battles are still fierce,

The old man who juggles, with a flexible body, manipulates the scale hook with a fire, and the hook is superb.

The hook drove the refined poisonous fire, and after frantically picking the hook and burning an area, the old man sighed, "Life stops at you, too...... My old man's pride!"

After saying that, the old man had been burned in the flames, and no one knew what the old man had ever seen, it seemed to be the moon and the sword, maybe for him, it was just a last dream!

"It's over here!"

Golden Snake Langjun reported with an expressionless face. Immediately following the fall of the old man, the human wall that those young men had stacked collapsed there in an instant.

Everyone's fatal wound is a red dot, and the Blue Blood Monarch has returned to the team, standing beside the golden snake, and the Blood Monarch said coldly

"I'm here too!"

After finishing speaking, the Blood Monarch and the Snake Monarch, the two continued to shuttle, to harvest each other's lives, and after a gust of wind, one hand was already pinched on the seven inches of a golden snake.

As the snake's head landed, the hand had a close contact with the Golden Snake Sword, and sent a wind from the cuff over, and suddenly, another sword was formed in the wind, which was the Cloud Sword.

With this sword, a dense palm shadow exploded, and the person who suddenly attacked, his figure was erratic, and a sword in his hand was like a cloud piercing from the dead corner, constantly attacking the vital point of the Golden Snake Langjun

Looking at the other party, the golden snake frowned slightly, and said coldly, "Cloud!" It was almost synchronous, and after blocking a few rounds of wild kicks and constant sword stabs, Blood Langjun called out the name of the other one

"Wind!"

The two of Fengyun have already made a move, facing the Blood Lang Jun and the Golden Snake Jun, the owners of the four famous swords are going to love and kill each other, and the Tao is not the same, so naturally there is nothing to say

Facing the Blood Monarch and the Snake Monarch, the two of them launched an attack at the same time, the sword shadows overlapped, the sword body twisted and turned, and the blade sealed the throat with blood, cooperating with the cloud hand and the wind leg.

It was like a violent wind blowing in the clouds, and it was a storm in an instant, and ordinary people couldn't see anything clearly, and the sword blow was like a rain pouring down, and if you accidentally left behind a piece of minced meat.

"Why are you two obsessed? That guy from the Black Dragon is simply out of conscience. How many innocent people he slaughtered. Blood, golden snake! Do you still want to help him? It's better to wake up!"

While persuading people, Yun Yizhang went over and bombarded the Qilin frantically, and the palm wind accompanied the sharp horn on the top of the Qilin's head, which had smashed the entire building.

With the help of the Blood and the Golden Snake, the two Lang Jun flew to dodge the clouds, their bodies rotated, and the legs of the wind kicked over the heads of the Blood Monarch and the Snake Monarch.

Showing no mercy, the wind under his feet, the wind converged into a sword, and cut a deep crack. The swiftness of the Fengyun attack, how can the Blood Lang Monarch and the Golden Snake Monarch retreat.

Walking with a sword, a moon appeared behind him, and with a bunch of huge recklessness with a sword, the Golden Snake King went directly to chase the wind that was located above from the bottom up.

There was already a blood mist around the Blue Blood Monarch, and he shuttled freely within the range of the fog, seeing the right time to go towards the chest of the clouds, and the Blood Monarch pierced away with a sword.

The Golden Serpent and the Blood King attacked, and Fengyun fought and retreated, and the two ran in each other's direction until they had no way to retreat back to back, each attacking with their swords, and the Shadow of the Wind and the Shadow of the Cloud faced the Shadow of the Blood Snake and produced a violent explosion.

Rumble!

With a loud sound, the aura of the two auras of the Blood Lang Jun and the Golden Snake Lang Jun was combined, like a blood-colored ranger in the moonlight, standing indifferently at the end of the sky, sharing the scenery of the world with the wind and clouds.

Looking at the wind and clouds, with a persistent light flashing in their eyes, the Blood Monarch and the Snake Monarch said, "Maybe the Lord has treated you badly, but he is truly the grace to save the two of us, which is why we fought for him!"

Alas!

It seems that there is nothing to discuss!Fengyun held his sword to meet the Second Monarch of the Blood Snake and continued to fight. At the same time, Lingsu had been trapped in the realm of life and death of the compass of life and death, struggling to deal with it.

And the commander of the Heroes Guild launched a massacre, and the situation was unpredictable, and he didn't know what the final direction would be? The people on the field didn't know, and they didn't have the leisure to think at all, so they could only try their best to stand up more and try their best to make the opponent fall.