To the north of the city, there is silence.

Although the fighting in the city is already in full swing, most of the fights between the two sides are carried out in no man's land or simply in the field of the catastrophe, so it will not affect the lives of ordinary people.

This is also a tacit understanding on the road, after all, no one wants to be wiped out because of alarming the above!

And in the north of the city of DL, it is a place that has not yet been touched by the sky.

Although their manpower has eliminated the territory of the Sword Gate in the north of the city, the most important thing now is to sweep away the power of the Sword Gate.

Therefore, Wei Zhengfeng and they came out very smoothly.

A total of five large cars stopped on the side of the road, the engines were still humming, and under the headlights, black figures had begun to assemble in silence.

This is the junction of urban and rural areas, and in normal times, there are few people who visit.

At this time, there is not even a ghost. Only the boundless darkness of the night squeezed in the surrounding darkness, bringing a heavy pressure.

Wei Zhengfeng seemed to be unaware, standing at the front of a group of subordinates, waiting for the arrival of the convoy in the distance.

It was none other than Lu Hui and Mo Taiheng who were chasing after them.

They got out of the car, and when they saw this scene, both of them couldn't help but raise their brows slightly, Mo Taiheng's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and Lu Hui showed a solemn look.

The two hundred junior brothers of the Crazy Word Battalion stood silently in unison, although they didn't say a word, but the murderous aura and indestructible momentum they carried on their bodies had already squeezed over like a wall.

Compared with the neatness and silence of the other party, they are very disorderly and noisy here because of the little brothers led by the black wolf, and the superiority of the two sides does not need to be seen at all, just by listening to the ears, you can distinguish it.

Lu Hui's face was gloomy, Mo Taiheng's nose was even more angry, his nose was not a nose, his eyes were not eyes, and he said angrily: "Damn, it's not fucking embroidery when you fight, what are you doing so neatly?" ”

Having said that, both of them knew that if the other party suddenly attacked at this time, they were likely to be driven out.

So, they put the Heavenly Tribulation and the Darkiron Squad at the forefront.

It's not like it's just on the Long Street, where the Dark Iron Squad, as an assault and overwhelming force, can be saved until the end. If you let the ordinary junior brother resist the charge of the two hundred people on the opposite side, it is estimated that it will take less than two rounds to finish the game.

Lu Hui and Mo Taiheng's expressions were rare and solemn, they coldly observed the person opposite, no, it should be said that the attention of both of them was involuntarily on Wei Zhengfeng's body.

They had only seen the photos of Wei Zhengfeng on their mobile phones, but he himself was obviously much more eye-catching than in the photos.

He was like a firefly in the night, not dazzling, but so bright that no matter how many people there were, you could see him if you swept it away.

This is a person who reveals indifference in perseverance, with a hint of mania in indifference, like a long knife out of the sheath, faintly with a crazy calmness, tolerant domineering.

At this time, he was wearing an army green hat and a field military uniform. Yes, in the middle of a group of black men, he was wearing a retired military uniform.

It seems that he is reminding himself that he was once a soldier. Or maybe he always was.

Although his eyes were hidden under the brim of his long hat, Mo Taiheng and Lu Hui still felt as if they were being stared at by a snake. It was a real coldness, coldness and bloodthirstiness.

"Wei Maniac!" Mo Taiheng raised his eyebrows, holding a boning knife in his left hand and a unique kitchen knife in his right hand, which looked a little funny. But at this time, no one dared to laugh, because none of them would doubt that there were two knives here, and they couldn't kill people!

"Do you still want to go?" Mo Taiheng's voice sounded violently, obviously, he wanted to use this to cover up the chaos under his hands.

"You're the Ghost Knife, aren't you?" Wei Zhengfeng's right hand gently pushed on the brim of his hat, and a faint voice sounded, like a cold wind from Siberia, dry, cold, and cold people wanted to shiver.

"Send you a thousand miles, and you must say goodbye in the end! The big mess behind you hasn't been cleaned up yet, so why rush to come to me to die? ”

Lu Hui didn't say anything, just took the opportunity to look at the people behind Wei Zhengfeng. But the more he looked, the heavier his heart became. So much so that in the end, there was already a faint worry in his eyes.

As an instructor of the Heavenly Tribulation, his eyesight is naturally far beyond ordinary people.

At this time, in his eyes, these people behind Wei Zhengfeng had indifferent expressions, and the defeat of the Sword Gate in DL, or even the fact that they had been chased all the way, did not have the slightest impact on them. As long as Wei Zhengfeng gives an order, they will turn into a team of indifferent killers at any time.

Here, it's definitely not a good thing for them.

The people of the Heavenly Tribulation are better, and in terms of personal strength, they should be able to win the first line. But they have too few people. Although the Dark Iron Squad is an elite, it is difficult to gain the upper hand in a one-on-one fight. Their only advantage is numbers.

On the way, nearly a hundred people brought by the black wolf were gathered, and in the back, there would be a steady stream of dark iron hall brothers coming.

It's just a victory piled up by a sea of people, how many people will die? The most important thing is that this Wei madman will stop here and wait for them, what is the purpose? If the Sword Gate suddenly comes out when the two sides are in a stalemate, what will be the fate of the Dark Iron Hall?

Lu Hui's scarlet gaze stared closely at the night behind Wei Zhengfeng, where it seemed that there was a giant beast crawling, ready to choose someone to devour at any time.

Mo Taiheng seems to be unable to bear it anymore, this old Mo is the kind of master who can hurt the enemy a little, even if he is injured, it doesn't matter, just like the legendary Seven Wounds Fist.

What he wants right now is just to keep the Wei madman, and as for his own deaths and injuries here, he has to fight again!

"Hehe, Lao Tzu killed you, it's not too late to go back and clean up! The dark iron is out of the sheath, and there are no regrets in life and death! The boning knife in Mo Taiheng's hand was raised high, and he shouted the slogan before the Dark Iron Team went into battle.

The Dark Iron Squad was built by Gu Ziwen himself when the Dark Iron Hall was just established. At the beginning, there were only about 20 people, but later, Mo Taiheng added more than 20 people, and now it has reached the scale of 50 people.

Unlike the Huangquan Clan of the Huangquan Hall and the Hair Care Arhat of the Blood Axe Hall, the Dark Iron Team is all composed of young people of eighteen or nineteen years old. These people are in the best period of plasticity in life, and living and training together for a long time will cultivate their tacit understanding and feelings far beyond ordinary people.

Although Gu Ziwen is a killer, he has always believed that only the relationship between life and death is the most powerful force in the world. And after Mo Taiheng took over the Dark Iron Hall, he also maintained this characteristic of the Dark Iron Squad.

So, it's an all-young team.

Because you are young, you are fearless!

Because you are young, you will strive for the future!

They stared at Mo Taiheng's hand tightly, as long as he gave the order, they would launch a desperate attack. Where are they afraid that the number of opponents is more than four times that of them, and where are they afraid that their expressions are as fierce as they are, and their eyes are more indifferent than theirs.

But Mo Taiheng's killing word still didn't say it. Because, a hand held him.

It was Lu Hui's hand.

Mrs. Mo turned his head sideways and glanced at him with some puzzlement. Lu Hui said lightly: "Killing the Wei madman is the task of the Heavenly Tribulation given to us by the boss. ”

Mo Taiheng frowned and said, "When is it here, pay back yours and mine?" Shoulder to shoulder, kill them first! ”

Lu Hui said in a low voice: "Brute, we are not their opponents. ”

"As long as I can entangle them, there will be the younger brother of the Dark Iron Hall coming back, I have already given an order, two hundred people, no, I will use five hundred, five hundred people will not work, I will use a thousand people! Anyway, I'm going to keep them tonight! Mo Taiheng glared and hissed.

In Lu Hui's scarlet eyes, a cold light flashed: "Then have you thought about it, in this way, how many people will die in the Dark Iron Hall, and how many people will die in the Dark Iron Squad?" How many people will die in the Apocalypse? ”

Mo Taiheng smiled coldly: "If the catastrophe is afraid of death, just watch it from the side." ”

"Fart!" Lu Hui was furious, he glared at Mo Taiheng, and said loudly: "Heavenly Tribulation, will you watch your brother fall into death and not save him?" ”

"Then what are you talking nonsense?" Mo Taiheng also glared.

"Because, I'm going to go head-to-head with Crazy Wei!" Lu Hui said simply.

"What did you say?" Mrs. Mo was stunned for a moment before he reacted.

The corners of Lu Hui's mouth hooked, and he slowly took two steps forward, and his calm voice reached Mo Taiheng's ears in the night wind: "Do you have a better way?" If we can kill him, we may still have a chance to win. Otherwise, I'm afraid that both defeats will sound good, and maybe, we won't be able to hold on to the black wolf with reinforcements at all. So, killing him is our only chance. ”

Just now, Mo Taiheng said that he would hold on for two minutes, and the black wolf and they would be able to arrive, which was purely for his subordinates. They knew very well in their hearts that if the black wolf wanted to come over, it would take about five minutes, and the rest of the Dark Iron Hall would take at least fifteen minutes if they wanted to clean up the situation of the DL and send people over.

"Crazy Wei, since we are here, if you want to leave, you have to show some skills. It's a cold day here, and it's not appropriate for the brothers to play with their lives there. Come on, I'll play a game with you. Lu Hui raised his head, and his scarlet eyes flashed with a cold killing intent.

Wei Zhengfeng stood there very calmly, his eyes still full of indifference: "Single-handed? ”

Lu Hui smiled: "That's right! Heads-up, one-on-one heads-up, if you beat me, I'll let you go! ”

Wei Zhengfeng shook his head slowly: "Why should I believe in the promise of a dead man?" ”

Lu Hui said proudly: "As long as what I say, no matter whether I live or die, it will be effective!" ”

"You're black?" The corners of Wei Zhengfeng's mouth provoked a mocking smile, obviously, he had at least seen Han Yu's photo.

Lu Hui shook his head: "I am the instructor of the Heavenly Tribulation, Lu Hui!" ”

Wei Zhengfeng's eyes suddenly narrowed, and he said with a smile: "No wonder, he is so rampant!" Okay, I'm going to make an exception today, so I can let you know that the DL was let out by someone from me Wei on his own initiative, not forced by you. ”

As he spoke, his body was a cat and rushed out directly.

Lu Hui rushed out almost at the same time as he moved. The figures of the two tore through the distance between the two sides in a blink of an eye, and then collided fiercely together.

Fist, fist to fist!

Bang!

The fists of the two collided, obviously flesh and blood, but it made everyone present feel their hearts skip a beat.

Lu Hui and Wei Zhengfeng took a step back almost at the same time, and their eyes flashed with scorching brilliance. Lu Hui laughed, and in the midst of laughter, he swept his leg again.

Wei Zhengfeng's expression was calm, and he also threw out a leg with a cold face.

Lu Hui's laughter stopped abruptly, the whole person seemed to be slapped vigorously, and he slid straight back four or five meters, he supported the ground with one hand, raised his head violently, and his scarlet eyes were covered with a layer of cold blood.

"If you have some skills here, then let your people prepare to collect the corpse for you!" Before Wei Zhengfeng's indifferent voice could drift away, his body bounced up violently, like a bullet out of the shell, and came to Lu Hui's side in a blink of an eye, and then, with a diagonal kick, he crossed the curve of death and kicked him on the head.

Woo!

Before the sound arrives, the feet have arrived!