Lan Zhiwei practiced with a master of hidden weapons in a river and lake when she was a child, and she is extremely talented in hidden weapons.

This secret weapon master consciously had a fate with Lan Zhiwei, so he naturally taught each other, and when the girl was out of school, he personally created the prototype of this butterfly flying knife for her.

Lan Zhiwei later perfected the butterfly flying knife, and relying on this secret weapon kung fu, she soon became famous in Anhai, and was nicknamed "Blue Butterfly".

These are all well-known things in the Sheng Qing Gang, but everyone didn't expect that Lan Zhiwei was still an ancient martial artist!!

When and where exactly did this woman start cultivating, it was so deeply hidden that it was shocking.

Don't say that it was Ye Taiqing, even Di Yuanchang and the others were dumbfounded, because even if the woman was just an acquired martial artist, it was enough to solve everyone in the reception room.

"Stop her, shoot her!" Di Yuanchang shouted.

Although he had everything planned at Pingluo Pier, if he stayed in this reception room, he would be killed by Lan Zhiwei.

The remaining less than ten Black Mist Cousin brothers continued to shoot at Lan Zhiwei, and the entire reception room became a mess, and banknotes flew all over the sky.

And Lan Zhiwei no longer hid her strength, using her dexterous posture to dodge bullets back and forth, and at the same time hit a stream of pure true qi, like a sharp sword, several times faster than the speed of a butterfly flying knife.

Before these guys from the Black Mist Hall could react, they were pierced through their throats and chests by their true qi, and they died so much that they couldn't die anymore.

This scene made Di Yuanchang's father and son and Ye Taiqing even more frightened, the real ancient martial artists, even in the era of hot weapons, still have absolute crushing pressure!

In the blink of an eye, there were only four of them left in the reception room, and all the little minions who followed were killed.

"Ye Taiqing, today, I will eradicate traitors for the Qing Gang."

Lan Zhiwei said coldly, if Ye Taiqing, the black horse of the herd, does not die today, one day it will harm the entire Shengqing Gang!

However, just when the woman thought she was in control of the situation, at this time, on the high hoister on the dock, more than a dozen high-power searchlights were lit at the same time.

The blinding lights of the white flowers lit up half of the sky, and even shot directly into the reception room through the windows.

When Di Yuanchang saw this scene, a wicked smile finally appeared on his originally nervous face.

"Hahaha, Blue Butterfly, our Four Snake Gang has arrived, and you are going to die today!"

As Di Yuanchang spoke, on the dark sea outside, the engine sounded loudly, and more than a dozen medium-sized speedboats came galloping and stopped on the edge of the dock in an instant.

Hundreds of people got off the speedboat, holding all kinds of weapons, and rushed towards the office building.

There was also a figure of a middle-aged man, who actually put on the posture of spreading his wings, and swept onto the high stacked container, posing proudly.

This middle-aged man is Ling Huxin.

And after Ye Taiqing's people waited for them to get on the dock, they blocked the dock to prevent Lan Zhiwei from leading people to escape from the sea, and never gave Lan Zhiwei any chance to survive.

The forty or so people led by Xiao Lin brought by Lan Zhiwei were originally waiting under the office building, and when they heard gunshots coming from upstairs, they wanted to rush up, but they were stopped by Ye Taiqing's people.

During the stalemate, seeing the scene in front of him again, Xiao Lin shouted: "What's going on?!" ”

"I want you to die!"

One of Ye Taiqing's subordinates said viciously, and then led his own people to quickly retreat.

And the hundreds of people of the Four Snakes Gang didn't say a word, they raised their guns and shot at Xiao Lin and the others, spitting out tongues of fire, and locust-like bullets surrounded them from all directions.

Xiao Lin and the others realized that they had been betrayed and ambushed, on the one hand, they were worried about the safety of Lan Zhiwei upstairs, and on the other hand, they raised their guns and fired back, and retreated in embarrassment to find shelter.

Da-da-da-da.

Just a breath, the ruthless fire snake was like the sickle of death, harvesting the lives of more than two dozen people, and blood flowed all over the ground in an instant.

Lan Zhiwei didn't expect such a change, so she didn't bring many people here, and there were heavy casualties at this time.

At this time, she was in the reception room, and when she heard the piercing gunshots coming from downstairs, she could naturally guess what the situation was.

The woman's face was full of hatred and coldness, and she said, "Even if I die today, I will pull you on your back!" ”

After that, Lan Zhiwei stepped a little lower, and her figure came to Ye Taiqing awkwardly, her true anger wrapped around her fingers, and she saw that a finger was about to hit Ye Taiqing's chest.

With a bang, the glass of the window on the third floor shattered, and Ling Hu Xin's figure flew in, and with a palm in the air, a majestic true qi shook Lan Zhiwei out.

"Mr. Linghu!"

Di Yuanchang shouted, this Mr. Linghu is an existence that even his Four Snake Gang leader has to be feared, so Lan Zhiwei will die.

Lan Zhiwei was shocked to the corner of the wall by this palm, and raised her head to look at Ling Huxin, with a hint of surprise on her face.

Judging from the strength of the true qi shown by the other party's palm just now, there is no doubt that this man's strength is much stronger than hers.

And Ling Hu Xin was also looking at Lan Zhiwei, her slightly squinted eyes were a little playful, and said, "You are Lan Zhiwei, you look good." ”

Lan Zhiwei didn't answer, gritted her teeth, reached her waist with both hands, and two butterfly flying knives burst out of the air with a thud and shot towards Ling Hu Xin.

Ling Hu Xin smiled disdainfully, and shook a true qi in his hand, and shook the flying knife away.

The woman's figure came immediately, and the true qi between her palms was swirling, and she slapped two palms one after another towards Ling Hu Xin's heart and lungs.

Ling Hu Xin flipped and pushed with both hands, and used a big monument wrestler with implicit internal strength, easily canceling out Lan Zhiwei's true qi.

And Lan Zhiwei didn't stop at all, her hands danced wildly like golden snakes, and she struck Ling Hu Xin's throat and chest in an impenetrable manner.

Ling Hu Xin saw the moves, like a master, his hands were staggered and overlapped, flowing like an invisible net, no matter how a woman attacked, she couldn't hurt him in the slightest.

"Your attack is not bad, it seems that the division is famous, but it's a pity that you owe some fire." Linghu Xin said with a strange smile.

The kung fu he used was naturally the kung fu of the Wudang faction, and he could use his strength to relieve his strength, which could not only defuse Lan Zhiwei's attack, but also consume a woman's true qi.

This style of play has lasted for a long time, and it is naturally the most unfavorable for Lan Zhiwei.

And the two sides have made more than forty moves in a row, and the woman also noticed this, so she simply used her true qi to ten percent, kicked her feet, and jumped into the air.

The slender waist is bent into an elegant arc in the air, and the amazingly cocked buttocks are more and more prominent, full of seductive beauty.

It's just that the hearts of Ye Taiqing and Di Yuanchang, who are still in shock, are still hanging around their necks, how can they be in the mood to appreciate this beauty.

Only Ling Hu Xin's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but smack his lips.

And Lan Zhiwei stretched out her hands back, and the true qi lingering in her palms turned into countless pure white flying knives falling from the sky, like countless stars falling.

"Nine Palace Flying Stars."

Ling Hu Xin was quite surprised when he saw this move, it was like the move of a famous secret weapon.

And these countless sharp blades that condensed his true qi into a hole were just a blink of an eye.

Thinking of this, Ling Hu Xin's expression became a little more serious, and with a wave of his hands in front of him, his true qi swam away, turning into a yin and yang double fish picture.

Wudang's martial arts are based on yin and yang, and yin and yang are checks and balances.

In a wheez, the Yin and Yang Pisces diagram turned into an invisible whirlpool, stirring the spatial airflow.

Countless sharp blades flew down, but they were pulled by the air current, and all of them were absorbed by this vortex.

In the final analysis, it was Ling Hu Xin's true qi that completely dissolved Lan Zhiwei's true qi.

"How is that possible?"

Lan Zhiwei looked surprised, although she knew that there was a gap in the strength of the two sides, she didn't expect the difference to be so big.

And just when the woman was distracted, Ling Hu Xin's right hand turned into a claw, grabbed her hind foot violently, pulled and lifted, and the woman pounced forward.

Ling Hu Xin flipped his right hand, and slapped the back of his hand on Lan Zhiwei's abdomen, and his true anger surged in the dark, and he directly slapped the woman out, slammed it against the wall, and spit out a mouthful of blood.