Fifteen minutes later!

The wilderness melee was in full swing, the troops of both sides had been completely entangled, and the tragic atmosphere filled every corner. Whether it is the attack of the Red Blood Iron Banner or the counterattack of the Heavenly Dragon Gate, it has not fallen the prestige of both sides, and the people on both sides truly interpret what the real 'underworld bloodmen' are!

But courage and backbone can't recover the gap in strength, due to the chaos and contradictions within the Dragon Gate, Wu Hengtangkou has not been replenished by fresh soldiers for too long and too long, and fatigue, pain, and heartache are eating away at their energy inch by inch, and their physical strength is being consumed little by little. The "ruthlessness" that was forcibly raised before the war was slowly worn away by time, and the trend of defeat began to appear locally, and then spread uncontrollably to the whole audience like a disease.

The desolate roar, desperate eyes, and tragic figure have become the epitome of Longmen's ending tonight.

Even Wu Heng in the center of the battlefield showed fatigue due to the overdraft of his physical strength, and the strong impact turned into an embarrassed parry, and a little despair rose in the depths of his ruthless eyes, and a touch of desolation flowed in his heart.

Qiang!! With a crisp sound, the two firing figures suddenly stopped.

"How much longer can you hold out?" Yuan Hong stared at Wu Heng who was close in front of him, snorted coldly, exerted force with both arms, and the steel knife shook it away strongly.

"Hold on to death!" Wu Heng screamed fiercely, forcing himself not to consider the pain in his body and the soreness of his arms and wrists, and once again he was afraid of death. It's just that now he is just strong, and his strength and flexibility have been greatly weakened, like an old man in the twilight.

"That's short enough." Yuan Hong sneered again and again, and the saber slashed at will, intercepting all the seemingly ferocious attacks, and then bent his foot, stomped on Wu Heng's lower abdomen effortlessly, and stomped him out.

Wu Heng smashed to the ground on his back miserably, and his right hand holding the knife finally lost his weapon because of soreness and weakness.

"Hmph, what did I say?" Yuan Hong snorted, snorted coldly, glanced at the chaotic battlefield around him, and then walked towards Wu Heng step by step with a knife.

Can......

Well?

After not taking a few steps, Yuan Hong suddenly frowned, and once again set his eyes on the battlefield, and glanced at it indiscriminately just now, as if something was wrong in the east. The entire battlefield was full of earth-shattering shouts and frantic fighting, but the momentum there was obviously much weaker, and the gap that turned around and back like this seemed to be a little weaker.

What's going on? Something went wrong?

Wu Heng covered his torn-like abdomen with great pain, struggled to get up, took a deep breath, and prepared for the battle again. Although the best and most correct decision at the moment is to abandon the battlefield and choose to retreat, there are some things that cannot be helped, not to retreat if you want to, but to do what you want. Once they announce their own retreat, who will bear the responsibility in case of a major rout of the entire front caused by this?

"Come on!" Abandoning distracting thoughts and sprouting life and death aspirations, Wu Heng invited to fight.

Yuan Hong didn't pay attention, still maintaining the action of staring and listening, his brows slowly furrowed, because at this moment, the entire eastern region was already silent, compared to the chaos and noise of the entire battlefield, the abrupt silence was so unusual that people couldn't help but feel uneasy.

Wu Heng was surprised by Yuan Hong's reaction, and couldn't help but look there, and soon found a little strange. Not only did he look, but the part that connected with the silent area, many people also glanced there strangely, and after a glance, they couldn't move their eyes anymore, especially the subordinates of the Red Blood Iron Banner, whose previous madness had completely turned into anger.

"It's very well-known!" Di Cheng dragged the scarred Yu Xiaotian step by step into the depths of the battlefield, and Dahan, Meiyan and others followed on both sides, on alert.

The people in front of them were surprised, suspicious, angry or happy, and they all made way for them to walk forward.

Yu Xiaotian's importance to the Black Dragon Gang and everyone in the gang is self-evident, at this moment, no one in the Red Blood Iron Banner dares to make a hasty move, except for looking at this group of mysterious people nervously, they can only let them move forward, and he carefully moves to the side, making way for a wide passage.

The brothers of Tianmen don't know why, none of them have ever seen Di Cheng, they have never seen Meiyan and Ye Wantong, and even Da Han is the same. But Yu Xiaotian's photos were posted all over the hall, and they were very impressed and could recognize them at a glance, so they would at least be able to determine that this group of teams that captured Yu Xiaotian was a friend and not an enemy.

The teams on both sides involuntarily stopped the fierce fighting, no longer entangled, no longer fighting, and the chaotic teams actually dispersed in this strange way, gathering in their respective directions. And this strange silence soon spread to the audience, at first I was confused and confused, but when the team gathered, the shock of the heart clearly appeared on the face.

After the pent-up tension lasted for ten minutes, Di Cheng gradually approached the central area, and at this time, a captain of a thousand people finally recognized Di Cheng.

A hot blood rushed straight to his head from his heart, his eyes burst out like fire, his body trembled slightly because of excitement, and after a while, he fell to his knees and roared with all his strength: "Welcome to the door master, return to the gate of heaven!" ”

The hysterical roar was like a thunderbolt tearing through the night sky, echoing in the ears of everyone on both sides, and many people looked at the excited captain of the thousand people in confusion.

The doorman? Where's the owner?

The brothers of Longmen were even more puzzled, they were not aware of Di Cheng's existence, the so-called 'Gate Master' had always been the same as 'Xi Yuhuang', and only a few hundred captains vaguely heard some rumors that the real master of Tianmen was not Xi Yuhuang, but someone else.

Don't......

Looking at the excited and even excited boss, and then looking at the heroic figure, the captains of the hundred people were surprised and delighted, and immediately chose to kneel on one knee and shouted: "Welcome to the door master, return to the gate of heaven!" ”

In the depths of the crowd, Wu Heng didn't know where the strength came from, so he pushed away the crowd like crazy and rushed out. When the familiar figure appeared in his sight, he was even a little sluggish, and a little hazy mist appeared in his eyes.

"Brother Cheng? You...... It's back. Wu Heng muttered dumbfounded, and then, bang! Kneeling on his knees, his head hung down, and he shouted with a slight trembling: "Welcome to the gate master, return to the gate of heaven!" ”

The voice is not very high-pitched, but the excitement, respect, and firmness in it are clear.

At this moment, the brothers in front of the Heavenly Dragon Gate no longer had any doubts, and without anyone's command, they knelt on the ground collectively, and roared excitedly throughout the heavens and the earth, stirring up the wilderness: "Welcome to the Gate of Heaven, return to the Gate of Heaven!" ”

They didn't know Di Cheng, and they hadn't heard of him, but the cry at the moment was born from their hearts and spontaneously roared.

It's just that at this exciting moment, a cold steel knife was on Wu Heng's neck.

"Di Cheng!! Let go of Yu Xiaotian!! Yuan Hong's eyes were full of fierce roars, but the tremors and nervousness under the ferocity could not escape the eyes of those who cared.

Di Cheng's forward steps couldn't help but stop, he looked at Yuan Hong briefly, and said in a slightly commanding tone: "Take the knife away." ”

"Let Yu Xiaotian go, otherwise I will kill him immediately."

Di Cheng was very 'obedient' and let go of the hand that was holding Yu Xiaotian's neck, and others thought that he chose to compromise. Yuan Hong was slightly stunned, and then a little disdain appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the members of the Red Blood Iron Banner laughed coldly, and the Longmen brothers who were quietly looking at Di Cheng all showed a little disappointment. Although they didn't want Wu Heng to be hurt, they didn't expect Di Cheng's compromise to come so ordinary and quickly.

It's just that everyone's emotions have just risen, but the Huangquan knife in Di Cheng's hand suddenly rotated, and it was a knife on the back of Yu Xiaotian, who was sitting on the ground.

Burst!! The blade slashed and sawtooth raged, Yu Xiaotian's body suddenly tensed, and he gritted his teeth and raised his head and screamed.

"People who recognize the situation and now take the initiative...... It's me. Di Cheng snorted coldly, and the Huangquan knife rotated and slashed again, like a streamer that instantly swept over Xiao Tian's left ear. Blood splattered, bones leaked, and seemingly clean ears fell.

Yes!!! Yu Xiaotian covered his left ear, which was bleeding, and the intense pain made him roll on the ground and scream.

"Stop!!" Yuan Hong's eyes were bloodshot, and he roared angrily.

"Let Wu Heng go." Di Cheng spit out a sentence coldly, took a few steps forward again, and stomped Yu Xiaotian to the ground with one foot, and then the Huangquan knife was inserted into his shoulder, slowly twisting, slowly exerting force, and the sharp edge of the serration went deep inward little by little, touching the shoulder blade.

The feeling of the tip of the knife "drilling" on the bones was like a thousand ants, and Yu Xiaotian had almost no thinking except screaming and struggling.

"Let go Brother Tian!" The Red Blood Iron Banner was excited, and he almost rushed up in a roar of rage.

"Stand up for Lao Tzu!" The Heavenly Dragon Gate collectively stood up, clenched the steel knife and looked at each other coldly, looking at Di Cheng's gaze becoming more and more fiery at this moment. Good!! Carefree!!