The forwards of the two sides quickly approached each other, and Wu Yibo, who was rushing forward with a knife, had already seen the clothes worn by the enemy in front of him and the black scimitar in his hand, and immediately understood that this group of black-clothed people was in the same group as the black-clothed people who killed Dai Youzhong, and they were all from the Tianlong Society.

Seeing the equipment of this group of people clearly, Wu Yibo sighed in his heart, obviously the information said that the Tianlong Society only sent about 200 troops this time, but the group of black-clothed people in front of the camp should be the group of people from the Tianlong Society, and the number can also be reflected, since the number is right, is the group of Tianlong Society disciples in front of him jumping out of the cracks in the stones?

Suddenly, a sentence emerged in Wu Yibo's mind, hiding from the sky and the sea, Long Ao first sent two hundred horses to make smoke bombs, when the Anti-Dragon Alliance tried its best to deal with them, Long Ao secretly mobilized elite forces behind his back to copy his own back road, which was really a poisonous plan.

At the moment, the Anti-Dragon Alliance is under attack before and after, and it is in danger, if their side can't resist the attack of this group of black-clothed people and let them jump over from their own defense line, then the back of the Anti-Dragon Alliance of nearly 1,000 people behind them will be open under the butcher's knife of the Heavenly Dragon Society.

Damn it! It's all Feng Hua, a damn old guy, who put us in danger! Bastard, you must sue the old man when you go back! Wu Yibo shouted through gritted teeth in his heart, and scolded Feng Hua, who knew how to play with women in nightclubs all day long, and greeted his eighteenth generation of women.

Between the lightning and flint, Wu Yibo led the men and horses to fight with the people at the front of the Tianlong Society, both sides were elites, and they both rested for a long time behind the battlefield, there was no difference between who was strong and who was weak, they were all new forces.

As soon as he came into contact, Wu Yibo's mountain knife in his hand flipped up and down and slashed two disciples of the Raptors Hall one after another, and he was also cut out of a few bloody cuts by the disciples of the Raptors Hall, and he grinned in pain, and the white shirt on his body quickly turned bright red.

Ignoring his wounds, a disciple of the Raptors Hall with a face towel on his face stepped forward quickly, and the scimitar brush in his hand slashed out two knives, directly hitting Wu Yibo's neck and lower abdomen.

Wu Yibo shouted well, and with the force in his hand, he first blocked the scimitar that was forcing his neck, and with a turn of his body, the whole person came behind this disciple like a spinning top, and at the same time stabbed the knife in his hand at the back of the disciple's heart.

The Fierce Dragon Hall disciple was fierce, knowing that he had already received an attack in the back of his heart, but he didn't care, he held the hilt of the scimitar with both hands, and used all his strength to pass towards Wu Yibo who was standing behind him.

Wu Yibo was shocked and said secretly; Why are the guys of the Heavenly Dragon Society a group of unfathomable masters! At the moment, he gave up the knife just now and retreated, this madman from the Raptors Hall didn't want to live anymore, he didn't want to die yet.

The scimitar missed, and the disciple of the Raptors Hall jumped like thunder, turned around and saw Wu Yibo standing a few meters behind him, with a hint of luck on his face, roared, and the scimitar in his hand was waved like a windmill and forced over again!

Secretly said damn it, Wu Yibo had already seen the desperateness of this group of guys just now, and he didn't do a close close combat with him, and the mountain knife in his hand formed a protective net around him, and the attacks of the dragon army in front of him were resolved one after another.

On the scene, this dragon army attacked desperately, and the speed of selling the scimitar in his hand was almost in a line, but all his attacks were resolved by Wu Yibo one by one, except for listening to a few metal clashes, there was no way, and he was so angry that he roared again and again.

Wu Yibo was not easy, just now because of carelessness he was slashed twice by two children of the Tianlong Society on his waist, coupled with the high level of mental tension, he forgot that he was injured for a while, and now his spirit was slightly relaxed, and there was a hot pain on his back immediately.

the groove. Wu Yibo scolded in a low voice, he also felt the pain coming from his back, and what was even more fatal was that he felt that blood began to come out again from his back, and the wound on his body had stopped bleeding at the beginning, but at this moment, in order to resist the attack of the disciples of the Fierce Dragon Hall, the strength that poured into his whole body, the wound on his body was pulled open at one time, and the wound that had stopped bleeding was cracked again at this moment.

At the moment when he was distracted, the Fierce Dragon Hall disciple who was fighting with him had a cold eye, and he made a false move in his hand, and then held the knife in one hand and used all his strength to slash at Wu Yibo's head.

Wu Yibo was shocked, and hurriedly retreated, but he could dodge the fatal blow just now, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw the disciple of the Raptors Hall who missed a move and stepped forward quickly, and the scimitar in his hand went straight to Wu Yibo's neck again.

Wu Yibo secretly said that he was troublesome, and he didn't dare to be careless to block the scimitar that was forcing his neck with a pick, and then handed the steel knife in his hand to the front by inertia, and the disciple of the Raptors Hall couldn't hold his feet, and watched the sharp tip of the mountain knife pass through his chest.

Puff -

With a clear sound, the Fierce Dragon Hall disciple only felt a chill in his chest, and his back seemed to be pierced by something as if he had been pierced by something, and when he looked down, he saw a white mountain opening knife on the back of his eyes, and bright red blood was bubbling out like a fountain.

"Ahh This Fierce Dragon Hall disciple looked up to the sky and screamed, because of the pain, the ferocity in his heart was also completely stimulated, and with red eyes, he grabbed Wu Yibo's shoulder, and the scimitar in his hand stabbed Wu Yibo in the stomach fiercely.

Wu Yibo was taken aback, and just wanted to pull back, but it was too late, the scimitar went straight to his lower abdomen like a black lightning, and when he reacted, the pitch-black scimitar had already sunk into his lower abdomen.

Wu Yibo endured the pain and looked at the crazy young man in front of him, just now Wu Yibo was thinking about how to save his life, and he didn't look carefully at the enemy in front of him, this look was really startled.

The young man in front of him is very young, and there are even some fluffy hairs on his lips, which should be about nineteen years old, so that the young man should still be a student in other people, or a wage earner in the south, with a salary of two thousand seven or eight a month, and he is living a chic life with a girlfriend who is a little beautiful, but the young man in front of him is actually carrying a scimitar in his hand and fighting with his group of gangsters on the underworld?

Long Ao, who are you? Why are so many people working hard for you, and what kind of soup do you manage for them? Wu Yibo said in his heart, the group of black-clothed people in front of him far surpassed the ordinary underworld gangs in terms of combat effectiveness and fighting will, they were completely a group of regular troops, or they had more desperate energy than the regular army, all of which was the credit of Long Ao, and it was closely related to his personal charm. Suddenly, Wu Yibo became interested in Long Ao, who he had never met, but unfortunately he couldn't see him now.

Wu Yibo died, he died with the young man in front of him, and there were still those people who were fighting hard around them, and no one paid attention to the two of them at all, even if one of them was their previous eldest brother.

The situation on the battlefield did not change with Wu Yibo leading the men and horses to support, at best, it played a little delay, at the beginning, the group of brothers of the Axe Society led by Wu Yibo fought with the blood of the fish roe and fought with the Raptors Hall, but as time went by, the disadvantage of the lack of personnel of the Axe Society became apparent, and the Tianlong Society still had a reserve force of nearly 1,000 people here ready to enter the battle at any time.

But the people of the Anti-Dragon Alliance did fight one less, and the strength of the men and horses behind them was also a lot, but most of them were dragged back by the iron-blooded army behind them and had no way to come back, so they could only rely on themselves.

said that it was on its own, but it also had a backer that could be relied on, and the more than 100 members of the Axe Society could only rely on themselves.

Time passed minute by minute, and the members of the Axe Club standing on the scene fell one after another, while the black-clothed people standing beside them did not decrease but increased, the original situation of two people fighting one has now become three to one, or even five to one, the members of the Axe Club are invincible with two fists and four hands, and there are flashing cold knives everywhere There are no dead ends to dodge at all, and they can only watch as they have one more knife on their bodies.

With the fall of the last member of the Axe Society, the more than 100 people led by Wu Yibo were all killed, and none of them withdrew from the battle, and they were stunned to rely on more than 100 people to block the attack of more than 2,000 Anti-Dragon Alliance for ten minutes.

At the cost of fighting out more than 100 elites, Hong Jie organized nearly 200 manpower to form a sniper zone in the rear of the camp in this ten minutes, and the rest of the men and horses were divided into several parts by him, roughly divided into three places, one was fighting against the enemy coming from the rear, and the other was attacking the two hundred iron-blooded legions in front, and the last one was the most mobile force around him.

At first glance, Hong Jie's arrangement is very reasonable, but if his own manpower is sufficient, this arrangement is indeed impeccable, but now the Anti-Dragon Alliance does not have an advantage in terms of troops, but is still at a disadvantage, Hong Jie's arrangement is undoubtedly self-digging, and when the time comes, as long as there is a senior in the front and rear departments, Hong Jie will put the reserves in his hands into it, so that it will become a tactic to add fuel and a taboo for soldiers.

If Hong Jie ordered to break through with all his might in the direction of the Iron Blood Legion at this time, there might still be a chance of survival, but if he did so, the loss would be great, and even if he escaped, Feng Hua would not let him go.

It's just that Hong Jie didn't know that he dug a grave for him by arranging it like this.

The footsteps in the rear were getting closer and closer, Hong Jie turned his head when he heard the sound, with a wry smile on his face, what should be coming, still coming after all!

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"Whoa—"

Long Ao gave a long hiccup, slumped on the chair, held his bulging belly with both hands, stretched out his tongue and slid it around his mouth, and said with a comfortable face, "It's so refreshing to eat!" ”

The seven cats looked at the dishes and bowls in front of him that were almost as high as the chair he was sitting on, and then glanced at Long Ao who was sitting next to him and couldn't help but smile bitterly, could this kid be a starving ghost in his previous life, he couldn't be reincarnated, so he could eat!

When the conversation box between the two people was opened, Seven Cats found that Long Ao was not as cold and unsmiling as he appeared, he was like an ice cube, unless you could find a way to melt him, otherwise he would always be cold, and people would not dare to approach.

This is a boy with a story, otherwise, he would not be like this, Seven Cats made an evaluation of the boy in front of him in his heart, and at the same time made up his mind in his heart to conquer the arrogant boy in front of him.

Every girl's self-esteem is very strong, especially a girl with a different identity like Seven Cats, for him there is no temptation to unlimited wealth, only to do challenging things can arouse his interest, the boy in front of him who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside undoubtedly aroused the desire to conquer and possess in her heart.

"I said, you're full of food and drink, shouldn't you answer my question!" The two fleshy little hands of the seven cats dragged their sharp chins, and a pair of big eyes narrowed into a pair of crescent moons, looking at Long Ao with a smile and said.

"Questions? What's the problem? Hearing the question of the seven cats, Long Ao turned his head and asked suspiciously.

Seven Cats' pretty face sank, and said, "Okay just now, after you finish eating, you will give me an answer, do you want to be with me or what?" ”

Long Ao suddenly felt that his head was big, he had seen a strong woman, but he had never seen such a strong woman, they all said that men like overlords to bow hard, but I didn't expect women to like this trick too, and it was good for this mouthful.

Seeing that Long Ao didn't speak for a long time, the expression on the face of the seven cats became more and more displeased, and he stood up and said coldly, "I used to think you were a frank man, but I didn't expect you to be the same as those guys who can only talk about it, they are all mothers-in-law!" Bah! Bad seeds! Rubbish! ”

As soon as Long Ao heard the fire, the little girl in front of him was really unforgiving, he hadn't shipped it yet, but he hit a rake first, can he talk lightly about this kind of thing? Isn't that a joke about your future happiness?

After listening to the words of the seven cats, the original trace of apology on Long Ao's face disappeared. This little girl said very quickly, who is Long Ao, the king who occupies the underworld in the two cities of Henan, according to the previous statement, it is a princely level, and this little girl in front of her actually dares to scold herself for being a hooligan? It's the other way around!

"What did you just say? Who is the waste? Long Ao's face was grim, his dark eyes flashed with cold light, and he stood up and looked at the seven cats' charming big eyes with blazing eyes.

Seven Cats originally wanted to say a few more words, but when they saw the cold light flashing in Long Ao's eyes, they suddenly stopped talking, and secretly scolded themselves in their hearts for being an idiot, Long Ao's relationship with himself was only a friend relationship who could speak, and he opened his mouth to scold others, didn't he completely collapse the goodwill that he had worked so hard to build just now? How stupid!