Li Yundong, the fierce general of Huangquantang under Shatian.

One of the backbones sent by Shatian to study art in the Quartet, he learned to return with one hand and two knives.

In terms of combat power alone, Li Yundong is already a first-class master. But this time, the killers he faced were by no means idle.

Five gray-clothed men, armed with five steel knives, glowed with a cold cold light, slashed at him one after another, sealing all the space around him to dodge.

Especially the person who assassinated him head-on was already at the level of a first-class master. A wild arc of swords forced him to deal with it with all his might.

"Poof!" A long knife in Li Yundong's hand stabbed into the chest of a gray-clothed man, and his body was like lightning, and the other knife quickly cut into the throat of another gray-clothed man.

However, the price paid was also a knife in the abdomen, a knife in the leg, and a kick in the crotch.

Fortunately, the two younger brothers who were sitting in the same car with him finally rushed out at the critical moment, which prevented him from being killed immediately!

Those two junior brothers swung their swords, but they were just the elite of Huangquantang, how could they be the opponents of these iron-blooded warriors?

What's more, one of the younger brothers injured his wrist in the car accident just now.

When there was a sound, the two knives intersected, and the injured little brother, the war knife in his hand was suddenly taken off and picked up by a gray-clothed man. A ruthless coldness flashed in the gray-clothed man's eyes, and with a twist of his wrist, he once again challenged the back of the younger brother of Huangquantang, who was fighting against another gray-clothed man.

"I'm Nyima!" The little brother who took off the knife paused slightly, then roared angrily and pounced on it.

But he didn't want the gray-clothed man to turn around abruptly at this moment, and the battle knife that was supposed to slash at another Huangquantang junior brother actually stabbed directly at him.

The little brother who pounced on the fit trembled, and his chest was pierced by the opponent's war knife.

Half of the blade passed through his flesh and blood.

The gray-clad man's eyes were still full of indifference, as if he had killed not a man, but a dog or a chicken. With a flick of his wrist, he was about to pull the knife back.

But immediately, a panic flashed in his eyes, and the knife was not drawn.

"Holy shit!" The little brother who was pierced had blood in his mouth, but he grabbed the other party's hand holding the knife with both hands, and didn't let him draw the knife and returned: "Let's die together!" Huzi ......"

The younger brother, who was fighting with a man in gray, suddenly abandoned his opponent and stabbed the man in gray who was grabbed by the wrist.

The man in gray, the dead man. Fierce and good at fighting, brave as a wolf. Otherwise, he would not have almost made dumplings in the Heavenly Tribulation under the leadership of the blood tribulation.

Although he was in danger now, the man in gray was not frightened, but suddenly exerted force under his feet, and at this critical moment, he reversed the position of him and the little brother of Huangquantang.

"Poof!"

The little brother of Huangquantang, who was known as Beard, didn't have time to stop at all, and the Mo knife in his hand stabbed directly into the back of his companion.

"Weird!" Huzi screamed, and his hands almost let go of the knife.

", him!" The little brother who was called the weird turned his head slightly. Then, with the last of his strength, he pulled the man in gray in front of him, and he himself took a step back.

The Mo knife that came out of his body instantly stabbed into the chest of the man in gray.

The eyes of the man in gray were finally full of panic.

His hand was a little frightened and wanted to break the strange hand, but the man was dead, but the hand was like a cage, holding him tightly, and he couldn't break free in a short time.

"Ahh Huzi let out a roar, grabbed the Mo knife as if he was crazy, and pushed it forward fiercely.

The gray-clothed man hurriedly grasped the hilt of the Mo knife with his hand, trying to prevent it from continuing to penetrate deeper into his body, but under the brute force of the beard, the body that was carried kept retreating.

Bang Dang!

The gray-clothed man's body shook and crashed into the car behind him. Immediately, his hand slipped, and the strange knife stabbed into his chest. There was a look of relief and ridicule in his eyes, and his eyes were staring at the little brother of Huangquantang who was strung with him, and he didn't close his eyes when he was dying.

Probably he never thought that he would die at the hands of this person who was obviously inferior to him!

The tiger over there, before he could pull out the knife, he was stabbed behind him by a slanted shoulder strap. The knife almost split him in half. His body was tossed to the side.

The man in gray who had just fought him pulled back the blood-stained knife in his hand and slashed at his throat again.

Huzi subconsciously blocked his arm, leaned slightly, and half of his arm flew up.

The blade picked up a piece of his scalp, blood running down his cheek. At this time, Huzi rushed forward as if he was crazy and lost his mind, hugged the gray-clothed man with one hand, and bowed towards him.

The man in gray was stunned by him, took two steps back, grabbed Huzi's arm with one hand, raised a knife with the other, and stabbed him in the back fiercely.

Poof!

The gray-clothed man's knife penetrated into Huzi's chest. Death, at last, took away his strength like a tide. The man in gray pursed his mouth and pushed him viciously, and he took a step back as if he had lost his strength, as if he had something more in his body.

Wei Yi lowered his head, only to see blood rolling down his chest.

Behind him, it turned out to be a weird. At this time, he was still poked with two knives on his body. A Mo knife with only one hilt wore him with a man in gray. The other was the knife of the man in gray who had pierced his body.

As soon as he stepped back, he actually took the initiative to bump into the sword.

The sharp sword, now diagonally upward, showed a little sharpness in his heart.

Huzi's body fell, but the corners of his mouth showed a strange smug smile......

Two gray-clothed people, two elites of Huangquantang, fought together in a blink of an eye.

This scene happened so quickly, so suddenly, that at this time, the one who was chasing and killing Li Yundong was obviously the leader of these gray-clothed people, and he had just rushed to Li Yundong's side.

His eyes caught a glimpse of this scene, and there was a chill in his heart, and a trace of retreat. But immediately, this idea was transformed into a more powerful move.

Li Yundong laughed and swung his knife to fight with him! was obviously seriously injured, but he fought back desperately, attacking with a knife.

Where does the loess not bury people? Fight with a sword and sacrifice the soul! I don't care about what happened after my death, but I want to live up to my brother's heart!

"Poof!"

Li Yundong was stabbed twice, but the man in gray was also stabbed in the shoulder by him, and blood was pouring out!

"Huangquantang, rush to the aid of Chu Yuan, kill!" Li Yundong ignored it and slaughtered it again.

Just as he fell, he saw that the people of Huangquan Hall had already rushed past the barrier of the gray-clothed man for more than ten meters and surrounded them. Even the man in gray who killed him was surrounded by an angry crowd.

At the cost of more than 40 people, Huangquantang finally wiped out all the nearly 20 gray-clothed people who came to commit the crime!

"Brother Dong!" A little brother pounced on him, and heeded in the blood, and picked him up.

Li Yundong opened his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound. But he still used a finger to point in the direction of Chu Yuan......

The little brother was a close confidant who had been with him since the beginning, and he couldn't help but cry when he saw this.

"Brother Dong!"

The people behind "Brother Dong......" had already gathered around, and when they saw this scene, they couldn't help but have red eyes, and the younger brother whimpered.

"Don't fucking cry!" hugged Li Yundong's little brother, turned around and handed over his body to the person next to him, raised his hand to pick up the knife from the bloodstain, faced everyone, wiped his cheeks, and shouted with all his strength: "Brother Dong has an order, Huangquantang, go all out to help Chu Yuan!" ”

"Kill!" With a wave of the steel knife, he stepped out of the crowd.

The people behind were swords in their hands, and they followed each other to death, and more than two hundred strong men gathered into a war dragon and rushed towards Chu Yuan!

And just about two kilometers away from Chu Yuan, there was another person who was going to rush to help Chu Yuan, but he was blocked.

The man had a cigarette in his mouth and a pig's head mask on his face.

In front of him, there were more than twenty people wearing black power suits and black iron masks on their faces. Their neat black cloaks, black combat boots, black gloves, and black swords looked as if they were a mass of people from the netherworld.

In front of them were three foreigners, one bald, tall, more than two meters long, holding a hammer the size of a basketball with hideous spikes, and a dark shield the size of a computer desk behind him. One was a middle-aged man, carrying a blood-red iron spear more than a person tall behind him.

On the other side of the middle-aged man was a handsome young man, carrying a bow and two pots of arrows behind him, and at this time, he was bowing his head and gently picking his nails with a golden knife.