In the Chixiang disaster that day, the vast majority of people in the various compounds of the Iron Prison could not escape due to the locks of iron chains and the obstruction of high walls, and were finally buried alive by the mudslide. Only their masters, their guards, and a few survived, but in the rush to flee, in the face of overwhelming rainstorms, soldiers with loaded guns, and hunger and pain, not many really survived.

Zhou Shaohua, Zhang Yanxiao, Ni Dongxu, and Fu Xinglei are the four strongest among the few surviving iron prisoners!

"Yang Jing, don't forget that there are still your three grandfathers here!!" Zhang Yanxiao shouted fiercely, and replaced the iron rod with the weapon pinned to his waist, and his own momentum increased a few points again.

"Youhyuk, how many of you garbage are alive?" Yang Jing temporarily stopped the offensive and relieved the pain in his hands and arms, as well as the churning qi and blood in his body.

But...... Yang Jing was rigid on the surface, but he was secretly surprised in his heart. Four Iron Prison Family Masters?? MD, it seems that if we want to achieve a breakthrough tonight, the possibility is almost zero. What's more, the damage in his body is already very serious, and the power of Bajiquan that erupts in close combat contains extremely strong dark energy, although it is cushioned by a tungsten gold stick, it still brings extremely strong trauma, and the blood that surged up several times was forced down by him.

If it weren't for his tenacious perseverance and peculiar physique, he might have vomited blood and fell to the ground and fainted.

Spit out the slimy blood in his mouth, Yang Jing snorted coldly: "The dignified iron prison family master, no matter how you say it, you can be regarded as a character, but I didn't expect that after only a few days of leaving Chixiang, I would become someone else's lackey." Should I say sorry or pity? In my opinion, you might as well stay in Chixiang, at least you still have a little face there. ”

Zhang Xiaoyan's faces were gloomy: "Who do you say is a lackey?" ”

"Is there anyone else here? Oh, and Zhou Shaohua, four lackeys. Yang Jing glanced at them disdainfully, and continued to stimulate: "I don't understand, what benefits the wolves have given you, they have made you shameless and shameless to forget your dignity and be a lackey for Ma Hao." ”

Zhang Xiaoyan's expressions were completely cold, and even Zhou Shaohua, who was snorting and panting, slowly straightened up and stared at Yang Jing coldly, the killing intent in his eyes was like substance, as if Yang Jing's words had pierced a nerve in their hearts.

"Phew, put away your disgusting face, it's a man who speaks with strength, and you forgot everything that Chixiang Prison gave you? If you want dignity and status, you have to see whose fists are hard. Yang Jing snorted proudly, the tungsten gold stick was pointed at the four people! Immediately, there was a roar, and the sound shook the sky: "Come on!" ”

"Kill!!" The anger was condensed, the battle spirit was monstrous, and the four of them were like injured beasts roaring fiercely, helping the momentum with their voices and gaining momentum!

Stainless steel fist gloves, full moon double knives, walker sticks, mandarin ducks and terbium, and powerful weapons rushed to kill, and the four of them completely demonstrated their strength, like four small blade storms, sweeping towards Yang Jing.

The strong combination of the four Iron Prison Masters is enough to be tough and high-level!!

"It's good to come!" Yang Jing is strong when he is strong, and his beast-like heart makes him never know what to fear. Lifting his breath and concentrating, he rushed forward, and the tungsten gold stick met it fiercely, and a new round of fierce battle broke out again.

The offensive is fiercer and the fighting spirit is stronger!

Sensed by his evil intentions, the space around the battle circle continued to expand, leaving enough space for them in the panic of the warring parties. Touched by its bravery, more than 1,000 people of wolves and earth snakes became more and more brave and crazy the more they fought, and the more tragic they became, the more tragic they became.

"Do you want to do it?" In the dense crowd, there were more than a dozen slightly strange people in a small circle, vigilantly intimidating the enemies who wanted to surround them, and whispering about it. They were dressed in the same costumes as the ordinary gang members of the Earth Snake Gate, but their foreheads were engraved with the word death, their faces were stiff and emotionless, and their eyes were cold, ruthless and sexless.

Dead soldiers, dead soldiers of the earth snake! From the Earth Snake Death Battalion that Yan Shou secretly cultivated!

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"It's done!"

Several people whispered a simple exchange, and then nodded at the same time, and the four of them stood up without hesitation, and said with a cruel smile: "The Dead Soldier Battalion made its first move tonight, the glory belongs to us, don't earn it, brothers!" Rest assured, we will never embarrass the Earth Snake Gate, let alone Tianmen and Brother Cheng! ”

The cold eyes of the rest of the people shook slightly, and no one said anything, just nodded heavily, and slammed his right fist into his chest to convey their respect.

"Shot !!" More than a dozen people cheered up in unison, formed an impact arrow, and moved closer to Yang Jing's fierce battle circle in a desperate fight. There are not many people in the Dead Battalion, and the strength is not very strong, but it is still a few grades stronger than the ordinary gangs, and everyone joins forces to rush forward fiercely, and there is not much obstruction along the way.

However, their attack was not in a straight line, but deliberately turned left and right, allowing several leaders of the wolf pack to discover their presence. After attracting their attention, he quickly pointed in the direction and rushed bravely towards Yang Jing's battle circle.

"Not good!" Several leaders stared at them suspiciously for a moment, and then their hearts trembled slightly, this group of people is obviously different from other Earth Snake Sects, both in terms of strength and momentum, are they several grades higher, is it ...... Heavengate's killer troops?

A few sharp-eyed people also recognized them as the group that had caused chaos and blocked Zhang Xiaoyan and the others before.

"MD, a couple of people are here to stop them." Several small leaders shouted one after another, beckoned to the brothers around them, split the door of the snake and entangled, and chased the dead soldiers.

"When we don't have a serpent?" The captains of several Earth Snake Gates noticed the wolves' movements, and also noticed the movements of the dead soldiers. However, their status is relatively low, and they don't know that there is a dead soldier battalion in their own division, just a few hot-blooded brothers who are ready to help Yang Jing, and the crowd is excited at the moment, beckoning the brothers to chase and kill viciously, ready to intercept the wolves.

Feeling the turmoil of the crowd behind, more than a dozen people in the Dead Soldier Battalion sneered in unison, wanting this effect. The pace remained the same, but the more he fought, the more courageous he became, and soon he entered the spacious battle circle, gritted his teeth fiercely, and slaughtered in a wild roar.

"Get past us first!" The wolves who broke through the border circle rushed out and shouted at the dead.

"Your grandfather is here." The people of the Earth Snake Gate followed, and they also rushed out, and pounced on the wolves with great momentum, infected by the aura here, everyone seemed to suddenly become brave.

Yang Jing, Zhou Shaohua and the others frowned together, why did this group of guys rush up again?! All five of them are battle maniacs, and they don't want to be disturbed when they are immersed in battle, whether they are enemies or their own brothers.

However, this is a battlefield, a large battlefield with more than 1,000 people fighting, and if the crowd is consciously guided and mobilized, it is difficult to resist it with individual strength.

Finally, instigated by the efforts of the Dead Soldiers' Battalion, the two sides who had killed the madness gradually forgot the horror of Yang Jing and others, and the combat circle achieved "docking".

"What's the matter with you tm, who told you to come over!" Yang Jing shook Zhou Shaohua away strongly and scolded at the crowd.

"Get out of the way, or I'll kill you all!" Zhou Shaohua and the four of them were also furious, and Fu Xinglei, who had the most short temper, danced the mandarin duck and slashed at the two wolf gangs around him, and the two arms were cut off shoulder to shoulder on the spot, blood gushed out, and the screams were terrible.

But the crowd was too chaotic, and it was really impossible to block it for a while, and no matter how the five people roared, they were finally rushed away.

"That's him!" The people in the Dead Battalion indiscriminately locked their eyes on Fu Xinglei, and took advantage of the chaos of the crowd to quickly approach him.

"Bastard, we're here to take our lives for King Yama." The four dead soldiers who had volunteered before gathered around Fu Xinglei, their faces were hideous, their breath was fierce, they pounced like wolves, and four silver steel knives slashed down on their heads, as if they were going to chop them into meat sauce.

The other nine dead soldiers followed, and they also gathered around Fu Xinglei, using the numerical advantage to temporarily block everyone's sight, and then ...... Taking advantage of Fu Xinglei's full strength to block the gap of the steel knife above his head, eighteen iron thorns bound by silk threads were quickly scattered to the ground, and the sharp spikes glowed with a terrifying chill in the flickering light.

"A bunch of garbage, also worthy of declaring war on me! Give me death! Fu Xing's thunderous voice was screaming, comparable to the powerful strength of the silver high-level was launched with all his might, and the mandarin duck and terbium danced with all his might, slashing in the air with sharp edges, vowing to teach these little minions who dared to provoke his majesty some lessons.

The sonorous sound, the steel knives are all blocked, and the mandarin ducks and terbium are castrated, rubbing the edge of the steel knife tightly, and slashing with all their might. Instead of dodging, the four dead soldiers rushed towards the mandarin duck. Puff~~ The edge was slammed into the body, sucking their lives like a grim reaper.

"Die!" Before the end of their lives, the four of them let out the last roar of their lives, abandoned everything, danced their hands wildly, and pounced on Fu Xinglei like a demon.

With a frown on his brows, Fu Xinglei quickly dodged in disgust, but his steps that lifted and fell just stepped on the iron thorns on the ground, and the spikes immediately pierced into the center of his feet, and the sharp pain ran down the nerves to his brain.

Ah~~ In a panic, Fu Xinglei screamed and jumped quickly, but every time he landed in embarrassment, there would be a long subway tip piercing into the center of his foot, and severe pain appeared one after another, and he couldn't grasp the balance at all.

"Die!!" How could the brothers not seize the opportunity they had exchanged for their lives, the eyes of the rest of the dead soldiers were blood-red, and the nine-handled steel knives stabbed fiercely in all directions!

Poof~~~ The long knife pierced his body, blood splattered, and Fu Xinglei, who was entangled in iron thorns, couldn't react at all, and was pierced by the nine-handled steel knife on the spot!