The time is wrong to go back to when Han Yu and they were just poisoned.

Because he knew that Mo Taiheng was a mole. The locations they had originally arranged for Tibetans would become targets for each other's attacks. Therefore, Ma Kui and the others actually made a trap and waited for the people on the other side of the Sword Gate.

Mo Taiheng only knew about covering the sky, and the total number of people was only three hundred, but he didn't know that Luo Chun and the others had already secretly brought their elite subordinates and rushed over. In fact, the manpower of Shatian's dispatch here was not 300, but more than 2,000.

Among them, there are 600 people in Huangquantang, led by Luo Chun and Brick. The six hundred elites of the Tianlong Gang are controlled by Xu Valming, more than 300 elites of the Blood Axe Hall led by Liu Zeyu, more than 300 elites of the Black Feather Hall led by Mo and others, and one hundred junior brothers of the Judgment Hall led by Rabbit, and some of the Heavenly Tribulation younger brothers led by Zhang Xiaochen, Shi Dangdang and others.

In order to avoid Mo Taiheng's attention, almost all of the people here were selected from the Huangquan Hall and the Blood Axe Hall, and Han Yu did not use a single soldier of the Dark Iron Hall!

The task of these people here is to kill the ghost wolf and quickly capture SY. And protect the safety of Chu Yan, Ye Su and others. Once it is found that something cannot be done, it is very likely that the Sword Gate will immediately transfer funds to hide or destroy the antiques they have in their hands.

And they have to stop these things from happening.

Originally, everything was going well, but they miscalculated one thing, that is, the reaction of the ghost wolf.

As soon as the guy here found that his manpower was empty, and after he was hit, he immediately guessed that there might be danger here in Yanagi Zhenhai, so he desperately gathered the men and horses in his hands and began to break through, intending to come to support Yanagi Zhenhai.

His manpower had already reached more than 3,000 people, and although Luo Chun and the others were desperate to intercept him, they couldn't keep him. The two sides just kept rushing each other in order to quickly gain the initiative.

It's just that although there are many manpower on both sides, the sky covering side has taken the initiative, so the two sides are inseparable, and if they want to take down the opponent for a while, how easy is it?

So, Hu Lai waited on it for a long time, and he didn't wait for the people who covered the sky or the sword gate to come up, which is the reason.

There are a few fierce generals under the hands of the ghost wolf here. He divided his men into three teams, each with a thousand men, and he brought one team to rush to the front, arranged two people each with five hundred men in the middle, and arranged two people to lead five hundred people to cover at the end.

In this way, although Ma Kui and the others took turns to rush and kill, and kept sniping, they still couldn't stop their footsteps. You can only drag as many people as possible.

In the end, the ghost wolf simply left behind more than 2,000 people to block the people covering the sky at several intersections not far from the hotel.

He himself led a thousand elites of the Sword Gate to kill the hotel.

For now, as long as they ensure that Yanagi Zhenhai is safe and sound, then they can be regarded as winning!

The night wind howled, cold as a knife.

The bitter cold wind blows people's skin painfully. Liu Zeyu squinted slightly, revealing an indescribable despair in his eyes. In front of him was the hotel, a dark building, towering proudly. There are obviously no stars and moons in the sky, but it still gives people a dull feeling of dark clouds pressing down.

The boss, the monk hall master, and the big brothers, all of them are on it. However, at the door of the hotel now, there are more than 100 people in black standing, they are like a dark ink cloud, standing quietly, but there is a faint madness burning, restless!

The first person, dressed in a light green field military uniform, like a rock in the North Pole, sat in his hand, a pitch-black back mountain knife, exuding a dignified coldness.

In the ice and snow in the sky, the indifferent black is so dazzling!

It was Wei Zhengfeng and his mad word battalion!

Liu Zeyu narrowed his eyes in despair, he grabbed a shortcut, and rushed all the way, not wanting to be preempted by the people in the Sword Gate.

He didn't know Wei Zhengfeng, but he felt a lot of pressure from the other party's demeanor and demeanor.

Behind him, there was a commotion and shouts of killing.

The people of the Sword Gate are about to be killed, and the possibility that they want to guard the door of the hotel no longer exists.

Liu Zeyu slowly raised his knife, and was about to order a desperate battle with the people in front of him, although the final outcome was difficult to change, but it could be regarded as repaying the community for cultivating him.

No, at the moment when his blade was raised, Wei Zhengfeng frowned slightly, and spoke: "If you don't want to watch the black clothes being hacked to death, turn around and block them, and the other side will be handed over to us." ”

The original formless and substantial sound was smashed like stones at this time, and it seemed that the human eardrum could not bear it.

Liu Zeyu was stunned for a moment, and he looked at him with a puzzled gaze.

Wei Zhengfeng had already walked directly towards them. A little brother of the Blood Axe Hall raised the axe in his hand violently, but Wei Zhengfeng didn't even blink his eyes.

A washed and somewhat old military uniform, tightly wrapped around his spear-like body, the edge was not revealed, but it had pierced the sky!

He walked quietly past the little brother, and then the man behind him. They walked indifferently and quietly, like stones suddenly rolling over the road.

It wasn't until they all walked past him that Liu Zeyu was stunned for a moment: "Who are you?" ”

Wei Zhengfeng didn't look back and said, "Ask Lu Hui!" ”

Liu Zeyu was stunned for a moment, and then a bright brilliance burst out in his eyes. He had already guessed the identity of the person who came, Wei Zhengfeng, except for him, who could even fight with the instructor of the Heavenly Tribulation, who could make his subordinates forget to even make a knife with just a few steps?

But isn't he from the Sword Gate? Why did they lead people to block the door of the hotel just now, looking at their appearance, it seems that they have just arrived, but they are not to answer Yanagi Zhenhai, but as if they are specially blocked here to intercept the ghost wolf!

Could it be that he is also a member of the community? Liu Zeyu's eyes flashed, and he finally chose to believe the other party. Because he really can't understand that at this moment, what else is worth him to deceive!

His eyes were firmly fixed on Wei Zhengfeng's back, then he bowed his head slightly, and said solemnly and loudly: "The night wind is howling, I hope you cherish it!" ”

Wei Zhengfeng's footsteps paused slightly, and his cold and hard gaze seemed to soften, he knew that Liu Zeyu had guessed his identity.

He didn't say anything, though. Tonight, his sword is his language!

And Liu Zeyu didn't expect him to answer, after the salute, before his subordinates could react, he had already withdrawn his gaze. He glanced coldly at his subordinates, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone has seen it, boss, it's on it." The monk hall master is also on it! I can tell you clearly, I don't know the winners and losers in it. Perhaps, it was the boss who won, and perhaps, from this door, it will be the people of the Sword Gate who will come out! ”

"But no matter what, we have to stay here, where are we afraid of death! Because this is the retreat of the boss, the retreat of the monk, and the retreat of our covering! ”

Liu Zeyu faced everyone, and behind him were five hundred Sword Gate elites who were charging bloodily. The bleak night wind, whistling like a knife, the cold murderous aura and the violent breath, rushed to the face.

But he didn't look back, some people said, what kind of general leads what kind of soldiers, the same, what kind of boss, what kind of junior brother!

Liu Zeyu is a person who covers the sky, and he also has a certain temperament similar to Hu Lai and Gu Ziwen. It's not pride, it's not pretending to be calm, it's confidence.

He firmly believes that Shatian will win, and he firmly believes that Han Yu will win!

"The boss once said, whoever shares my blood, today, he is my brother! Tonight, let's use the knife in our hands to wish the boss victory! With the blood of the enemy, welcome the return of Brother Monk! ”

"Blood Axe Hall, kill!" The Mo knife in Liu Zeyu's hand was raised horizontally, then he turned around, and was the first to rush towards the younger brother of the Sword Gate opposite!

He wants all his brothers to see that he is at the forefront of the battle, instead of hiding behind and directing them to fight with others, he wants all his brothers to see him and be bloody with them!

"Kill!" Three hundred elites of the Blood Axe Hall, three hundred fierce men, burst out with a crisp roar from their mouths, and rushed towards the enemy who was only thirty paces away.

The younger brother of the Sword Gate who rushed over from the opposite side, the one at the front, after seeing a wave of enemies inexplicably emerging here, had slowed down the pace of the impact. They gasped for breath and wanted to adjust their formation, but they didn't, and the people behind them had already crowded over.

At this moment, the person on the other side also killed him coldly.

The person who was stared at by Liu Zeyu couldn't even react more, just brushed the steel knife in his hand in vain. A touch of cold and brilliant knife light slashed fiercely.

Liu Zeyu's knife is a big knife. There are about a person more than a person tall, a big blade more than a foot long, the cold light is shining, the knife shaft as thick as a child's arm, black and pitch black, just like Guan Erye's Qinglong Yanyue knife.

In fact, this is the Mo Knife, the original Song Mo Knife that really shocks the world!

It was also ordered by Han Yu from Mr. Guo according to his requirements. And Liu Zeyu's nickname, Liu Sandao, comes from his fierce first three knives!

It is said that even Hu Lai is against him, and before his three knives are used up, he will never dare to pry his edge! It can be seen that its three blades are prosperous!

And now what he uses is the first sword: Battle Liuhe!

Liu Zeyu's knife weighed more than 40 catties, and at this time, it was slashed down violently, how could the little brother stop it? When there is a crisp sound, the clean and neat knife is broken, and the person is dead!

It was not a knife in the vital point, not a head being cut off, but being stabbed by Liu Zeyu, a fierce and domineering one!

The knife fell to the ground, and a golden spark burst out!

Liu Zeyu raised his head violently, and his fierce gaze made the surrounding Sword Sect junior brothers pause. In that piece of blood, only a few Sword Gate junior brothers who hadn't reacted yet rushed over.

As soon as Liu Zeyu's arm was raised, he bent his arm forward, and his shoulder picked up the Mo knife, and the huge Mo knife flew again, and after turning half a circle with his waist strength, he swept away, and suddenly, the three or four little brothers who rushed too fast retreated at a faster speed, and their chests had a knife edge that was deep and visible to the bone.

This is Liu Sandao's second knife: Flat World!

Kill five people with two knives, extremely violent, extremely bloody, and extremely clean!

The younger brother of the Sword Gate, Shengsheng was suppressed by his momentum, and at this time, the people of the Dark Iron Hall, already mixed with excitement and pride, roared and rushed past him, and for a while, the sword light flickered, setting off a bloody storm!

Liu Zeyu was holding a long knife, panting lightly, but his eyes searched everywhere for the leader of the other party. His third knife is going to be used to kill a character with a bit of status, in anticipation of ending the fight here!

……

And before Liu Zeyu and the others made their move, Wei Zhengfeng had already rushed to the front of the other team of Sword Sect junior brothers with more than 100 people. Among these people, the leader is the ghost wolf!

"Wei Maniac?" The ghost wolf is short and stout, with slanted eyes and crooked nose, and a bunch of yellow soft methods on his head, which really looks like a wolf! Probably because of his inferiority complex, he has a natural hostility towards handsome people.

Especially Wei Zhengfeng, who is not beautiful, but has a resolute face, a slender figure, and a rock-like tough atmosphere, which is the focus of his jealousy.

Therefore, as soon as he saw Wei Zhengfeng, he took the lead in stopping, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Didn't the door master ask you to kill the person who covered the sky?" Why are you here? ”

"Kill you!" Wei Zhengfeng's footsteps didn't stop, and he spit out two words coldly, and he didn't even bother to cover it up!

"You dare to mutiny?" The ghost wolf's shrill voice rang out.

It was Wei Zhengfeng's knife that answered him.

His figure turned into an arrow phantom in an instant, and at the moment when the two words landed, he slashed towards the ghost wolf!

The blade is white, bleak and unparalleled, and it seems that in a moment here, it has replaced the dark night on the horizon, like the moon rising in the east!

The ghost wolf's face was reflected in a miserable white, and his gaze seemed to be cut off by a knife here, and in his eyes, only this power could open the sky.

"Ahh In his mouth, there was a sound of a ghost crying wolf, and his eyes were as if he was a resentful baby, fierce and penetrating.

He moved his two thick arms, and a long knife in his hand was raised diagonally upward. Another long knife stabbed Wei Zhengfeng's lower abdomen fiercely.

One Defense, One Attack!

Wei Zhengfeng's figure did not pause at all, his body leaned forward slightly, and the power of the knife here was brought into full play.

While!

Wei Zhengfeng's knife smashed on the ghost wolf's first long knife, and the knife he brought here hit his other long knife.

The two knives tilted, and Wei Zhengfeng's body rushed past against the blade, and then, the heavy black big knife that had drunk the blood of many people, with the roar of death, wiped towards the ghost wolf.

The sword wind is cold, like thunder!

The ghost wolf's face was pale, and when it seemed to be unstoppable, the corners of his mouth suddenly hooked, and his already low body suddenly disappeared.

And in the next moment, he appeared in front of Wei Zhengfeng, and in his hand, there was a short knife more than a foot long, which stabbed between Wei Zhengfeng's legs fiercely!

Even in the Wa Kingdom, it is an extremely rare melee combat skill, and the ghost wolf is three swords!

Hmm, I don't know if the title of the book is appropriate?? Hehe...... And then there's eight o'clock......