After a while, only more than twenty of the hundred warriors of the Lian family staggered and fled to the lobby.

A total of more than a hundred first-class masters and second-rate masters were violent, surrounding them, and the invisible huge momentum was like a huge mountain, pressing their heads, making them almost out of breath, and their faces were full of horror.

Zheng Ran and Zhang Hao looked at everything in front of them in shock, as if they were still a little unconvinced, they never thought that Yimen had sent many masters behind the deep well, and there was such a huge force hidden in its headquarters.

The sudden situation made them worry that the other two Lian family members would come to the elder, I am afraid that Shenjing will not be as simple as it seems, Yimen is too deeply hidden, so liliang, even the Lian family is deeply taboo, too underestimating the enemy.

Li Changkong sneered again and again, "Since you are here, don't leave, Yimen will definitely treat uninvited guests well." ”

"Haha," Zheng Ran said daxiao: "It's not too early for you to say such big things now!" Even if Yimen is a tiger's den in Longtan, since we come in, we will naturally go out. ”

"That's right, it's going out, it's just," Li Changkong's expression turned cold, and a fierce killing intent burst out in an instant, "It's just lying down and going out." ”

"Kill, the master of the door has an order, and no one will be left."

In an instant, hundreds of masters of the righteous gate descended from the mountain like fierce tigers, extremely fierce, and killed the enemy group.

Suddenly, the wails and screams were endless, and even the warriors were easily killed like sheep.

Zheng Ran and Zhang Hao faced the siege of a large group of masters, constantly yelling and wanting to break out, but they were forced back every time.

Slowly, his eyes were blood-red, and the offensive on his hands and feet became more and more fierce and fierce.

At this time, Zheng Ran picked up a machete, dancing with a tiger and a tiger, the strength of the knife was vertical and horizontal, and the strong strength of the grandmaster level was fully revealed.

"The Lancet." With the roar, the knife light flickered, eye-catching, and each knife light was really like a piece of willow leaf, constantly falling, light but powerful.

A second-rate master saw an opportunity, jumped up violently, and the simplest but most direct force split Huashan and fell. An ordinary move can be used in the hands of a second-rate master, but it is also very powerful.

Seeing that the blade was about to fall, suddenly, a sneer appeared on the corner of Zheng Ran's mouth, as if he had calculated the location of the blade's fall, and he flashed sideways to avoid it. The long knife in his hand flicked over one by one, bringing out a bloody light.

This second-rate master suddenly felt a pain in his throat, and then an uncontrollable column of blood surged out, which was amazing.

On Zhang Hao's side, he has also solved several second-rate masters, but he is also injured, scarred, and he faces too many enemies, and they are all masters, constantly besieged, showing more and more strain, and trembling.

Li Changkong looked at the fierce eyes in front of him, and seemed to be helpless, and after a light drink, he quickly joined the battle, and instantly fought with Zheng Ran.

Now Zheng Ran is scarred, and his body is splashed with a lot of bloodstains, some of them are other people's, and some of his own, but his momentum is not weak at all, facing opponents of the same level, he is not afraid at all, but a little more aggressive.

"Lancet Zheng Ran, I have heard of you in the mainland, you are quite famous, let me teach you how to teach the Lancet today."

At some point, an iron rod appeared in Li Changkong's hand, and he put on a posture of sweeping the four directions.

In the next second, Zheng Ran rushed to the front like a thunderbolt, a lancet fell, and after another knife, the knife light flickered, and there was an endless stream.

Li Changkong's long stick danced wildly, like a long dragon, full of energy, after swinging the lancet, a move to break the sky stick was used, and the opponent immediately flashed sideways.

The vigorous long stick with a whistling sound breaking through the air, the direction changed, and the thousands of troops swept left and right.

Zheng Ran waved his hand, and the lancet danced again and again, interweaving a knife net that could be resisted, "Bang, bang." The light and pleasant collision sound continued one after another, and it was still loud.

Li Changkong's attack was rapid, the long stick swept left and right, and then the Shaolin stick method was used, vigorous and powerful, and after the fierce collision with the lancet, the body turned, and popped out of the back brush, this blow was not easy, fast as lightning, bang, hit the opponent's chest.

Zheng Ran immediately snorted, retreated again and again, the fierceness in his eyes was even worse, and the lancet split a streamer, as if it was about to open the sky and the earth, enveloping the Quartet.

The opponent danced wildly with the long stick in an instant, swinging one after another, and suddenly the shadow of the stick filled the sky, and the knife light collided non-stop.

"Stick Walking Dragon." With a light shout, the long stick swept left and right, and quickly moved forward, Zheng Ran hurriedly waved the long knife and slashed at the long stick together.

But in an instant, the long stick was really like a swimming dragon, and in an instant, it was raised into the air and smashed down.

Seeing that it was about to collide with his head, Zheng Ran hurriedly shook his body, and at the same time raised the long knife, "Bell." With a sound, his body was suddenly unstable, shaking again and again, and he suffered a dark loss in a hurry.

Li Changkong smiled coldly and retracted the long stick violently, but it popped out at a more ferocious speed in an instant, and once again slammed into the opponent's chest.

This time, Zheng Ran flew directly upside down to the ground, originally facing the siege of many first-class masters, he had already suffered a lot of injuries, and his strength was even more consumed, and now he was facing the fierce attack of opponents of the same level, and he suddenly felt struggling.

Got up from the ground with difficulty, his face turned pale for a few minutes, and the corners of his mouth continued to overflow with blood, and it seemed that the stick just now had caused a lot of damage to his internal organs.

Suddenly, "Ahh A miserable scream came out, which made Zheng Ran startled, because he was very familiar with this voice, it was Zhang Hao, he turned his head, and suddenly saw a miserable look.

Zhang Hao faced the siege of dozens of first-class masters, he was already covered in blood, almost like a bloody man, there were shocking scars everywhere, just now his two legs were cut off together, and a first-class master took the opportunity to stab him through his vest and cut it off.

At this moment, Zheng Ran was the only one left in the Lian family who was sent to the Yimen headquarters, with sad and unwilling eyes, looking at the corpses all over the ground, and suddenly feeling desolate.

However, when he moved his gaze back to Li Changkong, he burst out with a more fierce killing intent, and the whole person seemed to be crazy, rushing forward, kicking with both feet suddenly, and deceiving himself in mid-air.

Li Changkong hurriedly grabbed the long stick with both hands and greeted him, "Bell." With a bang, his hands were numb, and his body involuntarily took a few steps back.

Zheng Ran's killing move was fully revealed, the move was actually a deadly way of fighting, his eyes were red, he slashed off one after another, let the opponent's long stick hit his body, and he was desperately injured and killed the other party.

Li Changkong couldn't help but suffer a slight injury in the face of the grandmaster-level master who was crazy and even more dying, and he was stabbed in the arm.

However, the opponent's injuries were more serious, and his strength was even less, and the offensive gradually slowed down, and he became more and more weak.

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