King Hanyang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said coldly: "Young man, don't talk too much. [Full text reading. 】”

As soon as King Hanyang's words fell, behind him, two middle-aged people suddenly flashed out, one left and one right, towards Mo Fei. Seeing that the other party came over mercilessly, Yaya pulled out her sword, and with a sword, King Hanyang's eyes narrowed slightly, because ...... Those who experienced the bloody night of Chang'an back then were too familiar with this sword and that woman.

Mo Fei saw the left and right entourage of the King of Hanyang facing Yaya, although many years ago, he knew that the King of Hanyang was also a rare martial arts master, but Mo Fei was not afraid and drew his sword and stepped forward.

"Boom!"

"Whew-"

Mo Fei's body had not yet reached the front of King Hanyang, and Mo Fei's sword had just been drawn from its scabbard.

Behind King Hanyang, those seemingly ordinary soldiers suddenly drew their swords, and their moves, their fierceness, were tricky and ruthless, but they were by no means ordinary military backgrounds.

The sleeve on Mo Fei's arm fell, and a trace of blood oozed from his skin, but fortunately, Mo Fei had been alert before, so he did not cause serious injuries.

"Dragon Guard ......"

Dragon Guard, as the name suggests, the Dragon's Guard. It is a secret organization that already existed in the early years of the founding of the Tang Dynasty, and the number of Longwei has grown from tens of thousands at the beginning to training until the end will never exceed five hundred, but the resources it has are the best among all the forbidden armies and armies. And once these 500 people are determined, the emperor will exterminate the parents and clans of these 500 people, and truly train them to be emotionless corpses.

Mo Fei looked at the blades of the swords in his hands, faintly engraved with a long dragon, and muttered a sentence in his mouth.

King Hanyang was slightly surprised: "Long Wei has not been born for more than ten years, I didn't expect you to know Long Wei at a young age." After King Hanyang finished speaking, he lightly put down a sentence: "Kill him." ”

Although the Tang Dynasty has been founded for hundreds of years, Long Wei has not been born for a long time, and once he is born, it will be a bloody time in the world. The Tang Dragon Guard, the Shadow of the Qin State, the Great Han Blade, the three most terrifying organizations in the world, are only these twenty or so, and they will never show mercy once they attack.

After King Hanyang finished speaking, the swords in the hands of the more than twenty dragon guards stabbed fiercely.

Long Wei's sword is more like a person who has cultivated the Dao of Killing, their moves are simpler and more direct, without a trace of fancy, but they are people who have really trained in martial arts, and the true qi on their bodies is all between the seven and nine veins.

It was a bit difficult to face these twenty people alone. However, Mo Fei's killing path is also more and more courageous, although it was difficult to balance the left and right at the beginning, and he suffered some minor injuries, but after a hundred moves, Mo Fei gradually became able to deal with it freely.

At this time, if Wen Biyun and Fu Tianyi saw Mo Fei's cultivation here, they would definitely feel incredible. Because of Mo Fei before, the strength of the Killing Dao was limited to about the eight veins, but now facing these twenty dragon guards, his strength suddenly became incomprehensible.

Even the King of Hanyang on the side looked at Mo Fei, and his heart began to slowly become strange, what he had detected before was that Mo Fei was a person who had no martial arts cultivation and was only limited to third-rate killing Dao, but it was really unbelievable that the other party had suddenly improved so quickly.

Whereas...... What's even more terrifying is ...... The strength of none of these eighteen people seems to be not to be underestimated.

As soon as the king of Hanyang set his eyes on the castle tower, he found that the strange people under the castle tower had killed all the warriors under the castle tower.

"Presumptuous!"

One of the left and right entourages who fought against Yaya fell to the ground, and after the other yelled angrily, his true qi was released, and his moves suddenly changed, and insidious moves came one after another. And the retinue lying on the ground, one got up, and the work of his hands was the same as the other.

The switch of moves between the two of them suddenly made Yaya feel the pressure doubled, and at the same time realized that this was the real strength of these two people.

And with the long fight, he gradually realized the horror of these dragon guards. These dragon guards are like robots without consciousness and no pain, even if his sword hurts these dragon guards, these dragon guards do not have the slightest intention of retreating.

At this moment, the other people under the castle tower had already gone up to the castle tower, and the king of Hanyang frowned, and one flew forward, blocking the road.

King Hanyang believes that he is a martial artist in the late stage of the Nine Veins, and in the world, martial arts masters are not born, except for Tao Gufu, who can help him. King Hanyang stepped forward domineeringly, looking at the tower man and the others.

"Get out of here!" The eighth roared angrily, and smashed his fist full of flesh towards the king of Hanyang, the king of Hanyang didn't take it seriously, he was a master of the nine veins, how could he take it in his eyes when he met this kind of brave and unscrupulous martial artist.

However, in the next moment, King Hanyang sensed that something was wrong, if the iron tower man he was facing was really brute force, then this brute force was no longer the power that humans could have.

King Hanyang frowned deeply, however, the next moment, he saw a mocking smile on the corner of the iron tower man's mouth, and King Hanyang was upset and hurriedly retreated.

"Bang-"

The steps made of huge stone slabs collapsed with a bang, and after the king of Hanyang retreated, his body covered with dust. At this time, he finally faced up to the strength of these people.

"Humph! Underestimate our Eighteen Riders, and you'll regret it. As he spoke, he trembled and rushed towards the King of Hanyang.

The king of Hanyang had just made a big mistake because of his contempt for the enemy, and now he had put away his contempt when he saw the big man of the iron tower coming. The king of Hanyang was originally a martial artist in the late stage of the Nine Veins, and now that he became serious, the strength of the Iron Tower Han was suddenly dwarfed, and after a few moves, he had already shown defeat.

After receiving a few palms, Lao Ba was angry and anxious, and smashed his fist at King Hanyang indiscriminately. Seeing that the eighth child had been enraged, the king of Hanyang glanced at the corner of his mouth, and his palm suddenly changed to a claw, grabbing the eighth child's neck.

At this moment, a sudden chill hit behind King Hanyang.

The second broke through the air and attacked, the king of Hanyang had no choice but to put away his palms and retreat, at this moment, more than ten figures of "...... of "swish" fell, and the king of Hanyang frowned and looked down, and saw that the soldiers he led had collapsed.

Although the King of Hanyang knew that the other party was strong, he was confident enough, even if the other party's strength was strong, his left and right followers were real nine-vein martial artists, and his own martial arts were mysterious and unpredictable, and the Twenty Dragon Guards were even more terrifying. And now, although these more than ten people are difficult, the odds are ultimately biased in favor of themselves.

King Hanyang had confidence in his heart, and the strength of the martial artists in the late stage of the Nine Veins was fully released, and he immediately became entangled with the Great Han of the Iron Tower. (To be continued.) )