Time passed minute by minute, and Huang Lie and Chengdao were still as steady as Mount Tai.

It's almost time, Huang Lie nodded at Ximen Jue, and Ximen Jue immediately stood up, it's time. He walked over slowly, and his younger brother, holding a ghost-headed knife, followed him closely.

"Nanjiao, when you killed my brother, I am afraid that I didn't expect that there would be today" Simon smiled coldly: "I know you are waiting for someone to come to the rescue"

"However, I have already released the news, what about the person who saved you, until now, you don't still think that Wang Zhenzhong will really go to danger for you, now do you regret it, you didn't commit suicide, but fell into my hands"

Chen Zhinan's face was ruddy at this time, and he was not abused. But that's about it.

He looked up at Ximen Jue and spat on the ground: "Simon is big, if you want to kill, you will kill, my eldest brother will avenge me"

"Revenge, hahaha, okay, I'm waiting for him, I want to see if he dares to come"

As he spoke, Simon glanced at the lobby behind him.

There was a curtain between there and here, and Chen Zhinan was facing the door, so he couldn't see Huang Lie and Chengdao at all. So, he didn't know it was a trap yet.

It's a pity that this painstaking arrangement is afraid that it will not be used.

"The knife is coming," Simon stretched out his hand.

The little brother next to him immediately handed over the ghost head knife in his hand.

Ximen Jue's wrist sank, and he suddenly raised the ghost head knife in his hand, and he was about to kill him. But at this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded.

"Who said I didn't dare to come"

With the sound of this voice, the two figures were suddenly picked up, and then fell heavily to the ground. Then, I saw a young man in a black tunic walk in.

On his body, he also carried a spear. The spear was very long, three feet and three inches, and the tip of the spear, which was half a foot, was leaning on the side of his shoulder.

The gun is carried backwards. At this moment, he stepped on the head of the little brother who had fallen to the ground, tilted his head, and had a shallow smile on his face, disdain, mockery, and a trace of unstoppable arrogance.

As soon as "Wang Zhenzhong" saw him, Ximen Jue couldn't help but gasp and said word by word.

"I've kept you waiting, but since you killed my brother, I will definitely come, you should have confidence in me," Wang Zhenzhong said slowly.

As he spoke, he stepped on his feet slightly, and the Ximen Iron Guard, who still had a breath, suddenly showed a mockery on his face, tilted his head, and died.

He slowly walked towards Ximen Jue, his face was very delicate, and his eyes were also very delicate. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, I'm afraid no one would have imagined that this young man who looked a little soft would kill people like ants.

"Big brother" Chen Zhinan shouted excitedly, and then his face showed a touch of gloom, lowered his head, and showed a guilty look. Nie Zhenbei died, and this matter also had something to do with him, so he didn't know how to face his sworn brother.

"I can't believe that you really dare to come, let your people come out"

"No need to shout, I'm alone"

"Alone" Simon's eyes bulged when he heard this, and then he roared angrily: "Do you still want to save him by yourself?"

"Even if it's the Longtan Tiger's Den, I'm willing to be able to kill three in and three out, what's more, you're just a kennel here at best, and I'm the only one, that's enough" Wang Zhenzhong pursed the corners of his mouth, and suddenly glanced at the lobby behind him that was covered by a curtain.

At this time, Ximen Jue's subordinates had already surrounded him. One by one, they raised their knives, raised their eyebrows, and stared at him with their eyes.

"You are looking for death" Simon Jue's eyes couldn't help but flash a chilling murderous intent. Although he didn't think he was the opponent of Wang Zhenzhong, it was a one-on-one situation.

Right now in his land, there are so many elite subordinates around him, and one of his dignified eight patrol winds is so underestimated, and he suddenly became popular.

"I'm going to see how you're going to get three in and three out of my kennel. Whoever kills him will be the authentic red stick of my Hanliu" Simon said sharply.

When the Ximen Tiewei heard this, his eyes suddenly showed a glint of great joy. One by one, they rushed towards Wang Zhenzhong.

In their eyes, Wang Zhenzhong is a piece of fat. The big guy is messing around outside with his head up, just to get ahead

As long as you kill the person in front of you, you can immediately become a red stick, which is how to get ahead, this is simply a step to the sky. Such a good opportunity, we must seize it.

One of the Ximen guards who was the first to "die" brandished a long knife and slashed down towards Wang Zhenzhong.

"A group of local chickens and tile dogs" Wang Zhenzhong shook his head, not dodging or dodging. Seeing that the long knife was about to die, he just tilted his head slightly.

The little brother knew that he had not seen his movements, so he saw a little cold suddenly appear, and then, his neck was cold. The strength of his body left like a tide.

Quickly he lowered his head, looked at the spear that had sunk into his neck, looked at the bright red blood on it, opened his mouth, but did not make a sound, Wang Zhenzhong suddenly grasped the body of the spear, and with a shock of his wrist, he threw him out directly.

Wang Zhenzhong caught the spear, and suddenly came to fight in all directions. I saw that the tip of the spear was like a poisonous snake, and it stabbed at the little brothers around him.

Poof

The sound of spears entering the flesh continued to sound, and five or six Ximen iron guards were pierced through their throats in an instant.

Whether it was Ximen Jue's training, or the semi-ancient martial arts cultivators he recruited, no one could avoid his spear. It was like a spell, a curse of death.

Death befell them, unstoppable

With just one move, he killed five or six people

"Yesterday, you teamed up with Quanwei to kill my third brother's West Axe Iron Guard, and today, I will cut off your guards and take your dog's head to pay tribute to my second brother."

As Wang Zhenzhong spoke, he took three steps forward, one step at a time, one shot at a time, and one shot at a time

None of his subordinates were able to escape his life from his gun

He walked neither fast nor slow, and even the rhythm of his footsteps was not broken. There is a posture of not giving up if he takes his life.

Simon was angry, distressed, and a little afraid. He always knew that Wang Zhenzhong's skills were extremely good, and he was not even inferior to the close-fitting masters beside the uncles sitting in the hall. However, it wasn't until I saw him with my own eyes that I suddenly realized that the other party's skills were so strong

"I'll fight with you," Simon yelled, and pounced on him. The ghost head knife in his hand slashed down towards Ximen Jue.

The sword wind is whistling, and there is a faint fierce momentum

However, the corners of Wang Zhenzhong's mouth showed a contemptuous smile, and the spear in his hand struck a junior brother's throat before it suddenly turned around and stabbed at him lightly.

It seems to be a weak shot, but it is as fast as lightning and domineering.

His knife was still a long way away from Wang Zhenzhong, and the sharp tip of the spear had reached close to his throat.

Ximen Jue roared angrily, and the long knife in his hand swung out violently.

When the bang.

The spear was blocked, and it was the first time that his spear had been blocked since Wang Zhenzhong shot it.

However, Simon Jue did not have a little pride and pride, but his face turned pale, and his body was involuntarily shocked and took a step back. There was a layer of white sweat on his back.

However, before he could react, the spear stabbed one of the younger brothers in the throat again, and then stabbed at him.

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Simon Jue resisted again, but as a result, he took another step back. The ghost head knife in his hand almost fell to the ground.

The spear in Wang Zhenzhong's hand shook again, piercing a junior brother again, and then took Ximen Jue again, this time, the ghost head knife in Ximen Jue's hand was picked off.

Simon screamed in fright, and a lazy donkey rolled and fled.

Wang Zhenzhong held a gun in one hand, and at this time, within three feet of him, no younger brother dared to stop. They had the dick in their hands, but their eyes were full of fear.

Yes, fear, the Ximen Iron Guard, who has always prided himself on being fearless and brave, at this time, he actually let one person and a gun kill him with fear, the heart of the kill, and the courage to kill

Don't fuck this to give a venerable seat, even if Simon gives up the seat of the patrol wind, they don't dare to go up. This is playing with life, this is simply going to die

A disdainful smile appeared at the corner of Wang Zhenzhong's mouth: "My brother, you dare to kill, my brother, you dare to touch Ximenjue, you really don't know how to write the word dead."

As he spoke, the spear in his hand suddenly stabbed at Chen Zhinan next to him.

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In a blink of an eye, not only was the rope on Chen Zhinan's body broken, but even the wooden pillar behind him was burst open with a single shot.

"Little Five, slaughtered him. The second child is afraid that it will be very cold below, so let him go down to accompany the second child," Wang Zhenzhong said lightly.

"Big brother" Chen Zhinan's eyes suddenly turned red. This is his eldest brother, the invincible master like the god of war, the character who makes him happy and convinced.

Therefore, without saying a word, he picked up the ghost head knife that Ximen Jue had just dropped, and slashed at Ximen Jue.

"Enough," a cold snort suddenly sounded.

Along with this cold drink, there was also a thin knife. The body of the knife is rainbow, like fire jade, like blood. A young man with a white body appeared like a sharp arrow, and in just one fell swoop, he picked up the ghost head knife in Chen Zhinan's hand and slashed him in the chest.

The person who made the shot was none other than Huang Lie

At this moment, the black spear stabbed at it suddenly, and Shengsheng blocked the knife. while

The thin knife collided with the spear, and it made a pleasant soft sound, but the sound was like an aftersound, buzzing in the eardrums of the people.

A flush flashed on Huang Lie's face, and he couldn't help but take a step back, Wang Zhenzhong's body shook slightly, and then he stepped backwards.

Half a step

Huang Lie's pupils couldn't help but shrink violently, and he lost his voice: "You actually broke through"

Half a year ago, the two of them fought each other, although they didn't kill each other, but they also knew each other's strength. At that time, they were still Ming Jin Five Heavens, but they didn't expect that in a blink of an eye, Wang Zhenzhong would break through again.

No wonder I haven't seen him for a while. Obviously, this is to find a place to practice

Wang Zhenzhong glanced at him and said lightly: "Even if I don't break through, if I kill you, I will still be like a pig and a dog."

"I'll just say, with his Ximen Jue, where did he dare to kill my brother in public, I thought you had to be a backer, and I set up this battle to take my brother as a bait and leave me behind?"

"If you're alone, you shouldn't have the courage to do it, I don't know, who are the three personal guards of the deacon, or are all three of them coming?"

Huang Lie's face suddenly became gloomy.

Wang Zhenzhong actually broke through, which made Huang Lie, who has always prided himself no worse than him, how could he be willing This time, he didn't come alone, otherwise, it was really impossible to stay in Wang Zhenzhong

"To deal with you, you don't need the three of us to shoot together, it's enough to become someone" Cheng Dao's figure slowly walked out from behind the curtain.

His face was also a little dignified, he was just the cultivation of the Ming Jin Sixth Heaven, although the cultivation of internal strength was not equivalent to combat power, what really determined life and death depended on whether the individual's martial arts skills were high. But this still shows Wang Zhenzhong's extraordinary qualifications.

At this age, he is already qualified to threaten the best of their generation, genius, this kid is definitely a genius demon who is slightly better than Huang Lie

If the dragon head is still fine, then with such two leading figures, why can't Hanliu Zhengzong dominate China and shock the world

It's a pity, it's a pity that the leader can't look at things now, and the deacons and stewards will eventually decide the winner and loser, because there are no two days, and there are no two masters

"It's just that it's really reluctant to kill a person like you, who is destined to lead Hanliu to the world in the future" Cheng Dao couldn't help but sigh.

"There are talents from all generations, and they have led the way for 20 years. Senior, to say a big disrespectful word, now, this era no longer belongs to you. Why don't you quit the rivers and lakes, and go into hiding, lest you be buried in the hands of my juniors, and bury your prestige for nothing" Wang Zhenzhong narrowed his eyes and retorted unceremoniously.

Cheng Dao laughed: "Boy, I admit that your qualifications are even better than I imagined, give you a few more years, maybe I am really not your opponent"

"But now, don't say that you and I have the same internal strength cultivation, that is, your kid's internal strength cultivation is stronger than mine by one or two heavens, so how to fight, the competition is not whose strength is great, martial arts, and experience"

"The experience summed up in the life and death struggle, the lesson in exchange for the blood. These things are the most valuable wealth of an ancient martial arts cultivator, and they are also the strongest strength. There are no shortcuts, only time and oneself can be slowly accumulated, and it is not something that can be replaced by so-called talent."

"Lessons learned"

Wang Zhenzhong raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "The more lessons and experiences you have between life and death, the more it shows your weakness. I really don't know, what's so proud of this is just that some old guys are cheeky and keep their status to talk about things like this. For you have nothing to be proud of and proud of except to live longer."

"In order to prove this, I can give Cheng senior, oh, and Brother Huang a gift"

After saying that, a round thing suddenly came in from outside.

When it was still, I saw that it was a human head. His face was pale without a trace of blood, and his eyes were still open, as if he had seen something terrible.

At the broken neck, a semicircular arc can be seen.

Obviously, this is after being stabbed in the throat with a shot, don't cut off your head. However, in order to prove the cause of his death, he deliberately stayed.

Cheng Dao was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes narrowed: "Quanwei, you actually killed him, not to mention, but also cut off his head with cruel methods, so vicious heart"

"Today, if I don't behead you, I won't have the face to see the hall master if I become a knife"

"Hugh go, look at the knife"

As he spoke, Cheng Dao suddenly stepped forward, and the cold knife was like snow, and he slashed towards Wang Zhenzhong. His knife was as fast as lightning and as cold as madness, and before the knife arrived, the indestructible sword aura was almost suffocating.

Cheng Dao was obviously angry, they were waiting for Wang Zhenzhong here, but they categorically didn't expect that Wang Zhenzhong would rush to Hanchang first and take Quanwei's head. This is tantamount to cutting off one of the hands of the deacon, and he also took it out to demonstrate to him, which makes Chengdao not be furious

Therefore, as soon as he made a move, he went all out, and it seemed that he planned to cut Wang Zhenzhong under the knife with a few knives

Don't look at what Wang Zhenzhong said lightly, but in the face of Cheng Dao, he didn't dare to slack off. The whole person's body was tense, and as the body retreated, the spear wrung like an angry dragon.

However, the knife is to infuse the internal strength into the knife body, forming a constantly flying knife, which is the experience and countless killings to summarize the internal strength of the use of skills.

Not only does Dao Gang make his knives faster, sharper, and indestructible, but it also acts like an extremely viscous resistance, making it more difficult to change tricks in Wang Zhen

In the blink of an eye, the two of them raised their knives and guns together, collided four or five times, and each time they hit, Wang Zhenzhong felt that there was a gravitational force coming from the knife.

For this reason, he had to pour his internal strength into the spear to resist the attack of the opponent's internal strength. However, in this way, it is bound to accelerate the consumption of internal strength.

In the face of the crisis, Wang Zhenzhong still looked indifferent, without any anxiety.

"Senior Cheng is really old, if you only have such strength, then I can't say it, I'm working hard, I'm sending you to meet Quanwei" Wang Zhenzhong made a provocative remark while making a move.

Cheng Dao's face suddenly became gloomy. Unexpectedly, under his strong attack, this Wang Zhenzhong still had the strength to speak.

"Ignorant children, looking for death"

Cheng Dao shouted angrily: "Stormy Rain"

As he spoke, the long knife in his hand waved like a storm, the wind borrowed the rain, the rain helped the wind, and the end was incomparable, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal.

The flying knives fell to the ground, bringing out a series of cuts more than three fingers deep. The marble floor was almost like tofu.

The knife flew over the corpse on the ground, and it brought up a puddle of blood.

"One Shot" Wang Zhenzhong also roared, the spear in his hand dancing like a madman, however, in the face of this violent knife momentum, his spear instantly shattered

Wang Zhenzhong had to fly back quickly, but in the face of Cheng Dao's angry knife, it was already a little late, although he had already picked off the long knife and shattered a few knives, he still suffered several times on his body.

For a time, on the shoulders, legs, blood was all over the place, and fine wounds were everywhere. Even a handful of hair was cut off, and before it could hit the ground, it was crushed by the vertical and horizontal knives

The internal strength is released externally, which can only be done by the masters in the later stage of Ming Jin. At least with Wang Zhenzhong's current strength, he can't do it at all.

However, Cheng Dao's internal strength cultivation is in the same realm as him, but he uses it like a cloud and water in his peers, and this alone is enough to prove that he is twenty years younger than Wang Zhenzhong, and it is definitely not in vain

Wang Zhenzhong stabbed him in the back with a shot, and then he was able to freeze his figure, the corners of his mouth were panting slightly, and the knife on the opposite side also had a little sweat stain on his forehead.

Although he was injured, Wang Zhenzhong was furious: "Wind knife, but that's it"

"Come and don't be rude, you also take my move, people are like tigers, guns are like dragons"

As he spoke, his body shook and suddenly stood up and stabbed out again, and the people went down the mountain to the tiger, killing and rolling, and the gun was like a nine-day dragon, stirring up the wind and clouds

"Thousands of miles in the wind"

Cheng Dao took a deep breath and suddenly slashed at Wang Zhenzhong three times in a row. These three knives, the knife gang became more and more fierce, with a fierce murderous aura, and slammed into the spear.

Suddenly, the tiger was injured and returned to the mountains and forests, and the wind and clouds in the sky were also dispersed, and the sky was clear

Wang Zhenzhong's body once again had a deep wound that could be seen to the bone, right on his leg, blood gushing out, but he didn't care at all, instead stared at the cut that was stabbed in Chengdao's shoulder: "Give me another half a year, and my shot will not only hurt you, but kill you."

"It's a pity, it's a pity"

Cheng Dao's face was suddenly gloomy as water, he frowned and glanced at his shoulder, he didn't expect that he really let Wang Zhenzhong be injured.

Although over the years, there have been rumors in the Hanliu Sect about how good he is, but Cheng Dao has always been unimpressed. Even after knowing that his internal strength cultivation had made a great breakthrough, Cheng Dao still firmly believed that he could easily kill him.

But what he didn't expect was that he made two tricks in a row, and he did not hesitate to lose a lot of internal strength, but instead of taking Wang Zhenzhong's life, he was injured in his counterattack.

Shame, shame

The pupils in Huang Lie's eyes next to him shrank fiercely, and a deep look of jealousy flashed. This Wang Zhenzhong is really terrifying, even if he is as proud as him, he has to admit that Wang Zhenzhong's talent overwhelms him. Now his strength is even better than him

The more this happens, the more the person will die

Huang Lie tightened the thin knife in his hand: "Master Cheng, what is polite to join forces with such an arrogant child to kill him."

As he spoke, Huang Lie suddenly stepped forward.

Cheng Dao on the other side glanced at the gate of the manor, snorted coldly, and pounced.

"Cheng Dao, you are shameless, is it really me to manage the hall without one" A figure like a wild lion suddenly appeared at the door, and that roar was even more implied anger, like a lion roar in the Buddhist gate, and the ears of the people who shook were buzzing

As soon as he appeared, he shook the big knife in his hand.

With a mournful roar, he took Huang Lie directly

"Young master be careful" Cheng Dao was taken aback when he saw this, and shook his hand and threw a knife towards Wang Zhenzhong, his wrist sank, and the handle of the knife slammed into the big knife.

airplanes

The big knife was knocked by him like this, and it suddenly slowed down by three points. However, even so, Huang Lie still felt a violent killing intent that enveloped him deadly.

He couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, gritted his teeth and slashed the thin knife in his hand with all his might, and then he felt a sinking in his hand, and a sharp pain came from his arm, as if it was about to break. The white sleeves were suddenly shocked by the true qi and flew apart.

As for his people, he couldn't help but take two steps back, his face was pale, his organs vibrate, and he almost didn't vomit a mouthful of blood.

glanced at the big knife that flew out more than twenty meters, shattered a rockery stone, and then stopped, and his eyes widened in horror. Then he turned his head and stared at the middle-aged man who rushed in stride, like a wild lion.

"Lion"

After Cheng Dao saw the comer, he also looked solemn. He suddenly stepped forward and blocked Huang Lie at his side.

"Wind knife, you can really seal the knife now, you are so disrespectful of your face, and you are not afraid of losing your face when you attack a junior." Just after the mad lion appeared, another Dao figure appeared. But she's a woman, a middle-aged woman.

Although he is not tall, only about 1.5 meters, especially standing next to a male lion who is tall and almost two meters smaller, he looks more and more petite.

At this time, she said with a smile: "This is really going back more and more, if you don't see it with your own eyes, people really can't believe it."

"Wasp" Cheng Dao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he sneered: "Don't talk about me, didn't the mad lion also make a move on Lie Shao just now?"

"Hehe, you're here to kill people, we're here to save people, how can this be the same" Wasp covered his mouth and smiled. She is not ugly, on the contrary, no matter what the point of view, she is a stunning beauty.

Enchanting, charming, with a temptation to sin

However, there was not the slightest ripple in Chengdao's heart. The so-called green bamboo snake mouth, wasp tail needle, both are not poisonous, the most poisonous woman's heart.

The woman in front of her, nicknamed Wasp, can be seen from her mental means She and Qingzhu of the Qingtian Gang, and called double poison, to put it bluntly, they may not be the strongest women in the rivers and lakes, but they are definitely the most fierce and cruel

Especially men, none of the men who have slept with her will survive