[Volume 3, Heaven and Earth Black List]——

"When the time is up, stop !!" When there were only two minutes left before the "three-o'clock armistice line" in the morning, the drummers behind Tianmen and Heilong roared loudly at the same time, and the already high-pitched voice spread to the audience through the increase of the trumpets. )

"It's time, stop!!" In the last two minutes, the drummers and trumpeters on both sides continued to shout hysterically, and the deafening sound gradually overshadowed the shouts and killings of the audience, and the people of the two sides who had almost lost their minds were pulled back from the bloody battle.

used all his strength to finally slash a few times, and then quickly jumped away, slowly retreating in each other's vigilant eyes, at this moment, no one in the audience was entangled in the attack, and they did not dare to touch the bottom line of ZF before getting the hint of the leader.

This was also the most important thing that the leaders emphasized before the war.

The crossroads that originally shouted for the earth-shattering gradually returned to calm, only the reddened eyes of both sides were entangled, and only the wind and rain between heaven and earth were still raging.

Slowly, the two sides retreated to their respective areas, most of them were panting heavily, carrying war knives and vigilant confrontation, a small number of people returned to the original battlefield, carrying corpses and rescuing the wounded, judging from the intensity of the blood on the ground, it can be judged that both sides paid a heavy price, no one lost, no one won.

"Yi Tingxuan!!" Yang Jing took a deep breath and shouted, then stretched out his thumb and pressed it downward: "The first king of the black dragon, but that's it!" ”

"You ......" The Black Dragon Gang was furious, and the anger that had been suppressed was rekindled.

The hideousness dissipated, and Yi Tingxuan, who returned to his elegance and indifference, raised his hand to stop the subordinates who showed signs of rioting, and pointed to the ground under his feet: "Tomorrow, here, continue." ”

"Willing to accompany!"

"Your name."

"Remember, Tianmen...... Yang Jing! With a shout, Yang Jing stared at Yi Tingxuan fiercely again, beckoning the brothers to return to the car and return to the hall.

Yang Jing Yang Jing and Yi Tingxuan silently recited a few times, leaving some people to clean up the battlefield and clean up the traces, and also returned one after another with their exhausted brothers.

At the same time, the two major fronts that shouted to kill the heavens and were filled with blood returned to silence almost at the same moment, and more than 40,000 people of Tianmen and Black Dragon, who were in high spirits and physically exhausted, broke away from the battle line one after another and retreated back to Tangkou.

The first battle of the battle for the king came to an end, the fierceness of the battle and the momentum of both sides made the long-awaited people nod secretly, the Black Dragon Gang is still strong and terrifying, and the silence of the years has not worn out its sharpness, and it has more domineering and calm, and the strength of the combat effectiveness is amazing.

This kind of result makes people feel reasonable, and it is somewhat unexpected, but what surprised them the most was the performance of Tianmen, the two major fronts stretched for thousands of kilometers and more than 100 battlefields, and none of them were defeated, stubbornly blocking the wild impact from the Black Dragon Society.

Especially Yi Tingxuan's battlefield, it turned out to be exactly the same as the general situation, ending in a draw and making no progress. People are strange and surprised, but more often they are shocked and shocked!!

While seeing his heroic demeanor again, he also deeply remembered the new name of the god of war - Yang Jing!!

A villain who is as wild as a beast, a strong man who is comparable to the strongest king of the black dragon!!

In addition to being surprised, people had to reassess this scuffle and have to re-examine the gate of heaven.

Tianmen has been in full swing in recent years, and the limelight is unmatched, he has swallowed up the tide and defeated the wolves, but after all, he is a new type of gang that has risen to the top, and people don't think that he can really defeat the old royal Black Dragon Gang, or that the possibility of a draw is not very high.

But now that the melee has been unveiled and the first battle is over, Tianmen once again gave the Huaxia Continent a shock and the world's underworld with his unparalleled wildness.

Following Emperor Xi Yu, the lord of the Heavenly Gate, Yang Jing's name also resounded in the underground world overnight, no matter what glory he had before, what achievements he had, this alone "drawing Yi Tingxuan" was enough to make him proud of the strong in the continent and become synonymous with "strong".

As the actual operators of this battle for hegemony, Xi Yuhuang and Yu Xiaotian both fell silent, and before the war, they just regarded tonight's opening match as a test of acting, wanting to roughly determine the strength and style of the other party, and prepare for the protracted war in the future.

But what no one expected was that such a tragic melee would break out at the beginning of the war, looking at the intelligence introduction in their hands and looking at the list of killed in their hands, they had to look at each other with new eyes, and they had to seek new ways to break through.

If you continue to stumble like this, you will inevitably end up losing both, and in the end you can only make a wedding dress and achieve the rest of the gangs around you.

As for the LTTE, no one pays attention anymore, and many people have even forgotten that there is a once prominent gang on the southern front. Yan Huafeng's death was like the last pile of grass that crushed the camel's camel, and the scarred tiger disintegrated and perished in desolation, clean and clean, leaving nothing worth recalling.

Compared with his father Yan Zheng, although Yan Huafeng is also excellent in strategy and martial arts, he is too much worse in terms of temperament, demeanor, and ability. In this underground world where "loyalty" is the sky, his rise itself is burdened with ridicule from all sides, and his end may be predestined.

The Tiger Gang and Yan Huafeng finally withdrew from this stage in such a bleak way, which is undoubtedly sad and lamentable, but after the news was confirmed, no one was willing to make any condolences for this, and no one was willing to share any heart for him, all the energy was focused on the king of the underworld melee, looking forward to Tianmen and the black dragon to bring more surprises and excitement.

But...... Yan Huafeng's death did not have any impact, at least after getting the news of his death in battle, Weng Yun, who was far away on the eastern front, temporarily resigned from all positions, left the headquarters, and returned to Zhengzhou alone, returning to the Langchao Cemetery on the outskirts of the city.

After retiring everyone, abandoning the majesty of his usual days, Weng Yun knelt heavily in front of Yan Zheng's tomb.

He had quit drinking for many years, but he poured wine cup after glass, and finally got drunk, and he was only sixty years old, but he couldn't cry, crying like a child.

The guilt, the apology, and the strong brotherly love made the other old people outside the cemetery sad and heartbroken, looking at the figure holding the tombstone crying in the drizzle, and then looking at the tombstone that had been erected for many years, and slowly knelt down.

No matter what Yan Huafeng did, whether it was right or wrong, Yan Zheng was their brother, a close friend who supported him all the way in the bloody rain. For Yan Zheng, they are grateful and admired, this is a heroic figure, a man who stands up to the sky, and a hegemon praised by the entire Chinese underworld at that time.

It is also the old gang leader in their hearts.

But now, the only child he left in the world was entrusted to him back then, but unfortunately died tragically, and the reason is ...... More or less related to them.

The guilt and pain also became heavier and heavier because of the scene in front of me.

"Yan Zheng is sorry......" His head was deeply clasped on the muddy ground, and the hoarse murmur slowly spread in the drizzle, floating in the cemetery, flowing between heaven and earth.

After the wind and rain stopped, the light sprinkled onto the earth, and the smoke of the dark world was temporarily hidden, the world returned to its harmony and beauty...... Or look forward to another bloody battle after nightfall.

Daqiao City, Shinan District, the central area of Bandong Community.

The siege and revenge also ceased as the wind and rain stopped, and all the people in the community woke up from their deep sleep and began to go about their daily lives as usual.

But the security door of the 4 units of the 23 buildings is tightly locked, the residents of each floor are huddled in the corner and shivering, last night's waves of shouting and killing, scenes of blood, deeply engraved in their minds, they called the police, they called for help, but everything was like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no reply.

It's as if it's been abandoned by the world! Despair and fear fluttered in their hearts.

Now that the sky has brightened, the bloody killing has long stopped, and the hideous men in the corridor have long since withdrawn cleanly, leaving only stumps and severed arms and piercing scarlet.

But no one in the whole building dared to go out, all of them hid at home, slammed against the door of the house, holding kitchen knives and sticks on guard, for fear that the end would come to them.

The east house on the third floor was even more messy, full of broken corpses and broken furniture, and Huang Xuqin, who had been unconscious several times, hugged each other and sat in the corner, staring blankly at the home in front of him that could no longer be called "home", and his brain was blank.

The bloody guards and dragon slaves gathered in the two corners of the living room, exhausted and vigilant except for the confrontation with their eyes, they did not continue to fight, just sat on the corpses, quietly waiting, waiting for the arrival of the receiving troops. [(m)Bulletless window viewing]