Wang Yan made a move, although he was holding a person in his arms, but he was still fearless in the face of these wrestlers, thinking that he had carried the girl through eight streets back then, and this little battle was like an itch for Wang Yan. Literature Fans%.┡

Before Lux reacted, Wang Yan had already flashed in front of him, the short knife stabbed into the armor, and with a lift, Lux was disemboweled, blood gushed out, all the internal organs came out, Lux took a few steps back, knelt on the ground, and the person was lifeless.

Wang Yan's hand is clean and neat, and the visual shock effect is extremely strong, and the wrestlers who are used to battles are better, but those men and women have already vomited.

Han Feng was slight, blood did not touch his body, and the short knife was like an artifact in Wang Yan's hands.

Wang Yan didn't pause at all, since he didn't care about life or death, what kind of affection did he have left?

There is no way to turn around the relationship with Wufeng Pavilion, I knew that this was the case, and I came to participate in this peeping immortal banquet more than not, because this girl in my arms was self-righteous, and she looked down on friendship, and gave birth to this kind of incident.

The matter has already been born, and there is no need to blame, the top priority is to kill it, and then return to Yuanyang safely, the news of Juying's friendship with Wufeng Pavilion will soon spread throughout Xinzhou, and Juying's situation will be even more difficult at that time.

Wang Yan's short knife kept wandering among the wrestlers, and no matter how he defended it, the short knife could always find a flaw and cut off his head from his neck.

The guests in the room exclaimed one after another, and the men who were fighting in His Highness were attracted to attention, and they were shocked at a glance.

The male guest who was picked suddenly forgot his fear and ran to the bottom of the high platform to ask for a reward.

Ning Hong'er's face was gloomy, and she could wring out water.

Wang Yan showed overwhelming strength, but anyone who practiced martial arts could see that these people in the hall might not be able to take him down.

Wang Yan had already reached the gate of the palace, and there were more than a hundred corpses lying around.

If you don't admire it, you can't do it, these wrestlers know that they are dead and rushing forward one after another, and it seems that worry-free wine is far more terrifying to them than themselves.

I saw someone go out to report the news just now, but I was afraid that a large number of reinforcements were coming here at this moment.

It's going to be hard! Wang Yan took a deep breath of blood, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his momentum began to change.

Wang Yan is substituting himself into a fantasy scene, and the surrounding scenery begins to transform in Wang Yan's eyes, transforming from ancient to familiar and modern.

The person in his arms has also changed, and Xia Yuxin's appearance is still clear.

Strength and killing intent continued to pour out of the body.

Wang Yan raised his back to the sky and roared!

"Roadblocker! Die! ”

Every word Wang Yan spat out was shocking.

There was a fierce light different from his age in his eyes, and his entire aura instantly rose to a new level.

Wang Yan's roar echoed in the main hall, and both men and women in the hall gathered their eyes.

On a high platform. Ning Hong'er's face was a little pale, and Wang Yan's roar was deafening in her ears.

Luan Susu and the others were the same, in the curtain, the ghost queen's eyes were still looking at Wang Yan, and the four black-clothed maids had gathered in front of the curtain.

Wang Yan walked like a tiger into a flock of sheep, the short knife in his hand was made of iron and meteoric iron, hard and sharp, and easy to carry, Wang Yan hid it in his boots for self-defense, he didn't expect to be bloodstained so soon.

Wang Yan slaughtered the wrestlers who rushed forward like chopping vegetables, and the scale armor on their bodies was like window paper in Wang Yan's hands, breaking when they were stabbed.

The blood has already flowed all over the stone face, and Xue Ying is already stupid...

Wang Yan's slaughter was extremely fast, but the reinforcements still arrived, perhaps because the ghost Ji had already arranged, and a large number of armor wrestlers poured in from the palace gate, and for a while, Wang Yan was squeezed back a few steps.

Ning Hong'er, Luan Susu, Mo Jiaojiao and Zhong Ling looked fascinated on the high platform, they never expected this little young master to be so violent! These wrestlers are the ghost soldiers of the Five Phoenix Pavilion, the elite of the elite! Wearing scale armor on his body and holding a steel gun in his hand are all excellent blades, when facing the enemy, he is mighty and mighty, but against this little young master, he is like a fish on a chopping board, and he is as weak as a woman.

In the past, the mighty wrestlers fell in a pool of blood one after another, and their deaths were extremely miserable, all of them were killed with one sword!

Wang Yan only had some blood on his feet, and his body was very clean.

At this moment, he has gradually entered the state of mind, and his true strength is slowly unshackling and rising wildly.

Did he deliberately want to embarrass Wufeng Pavilion! Ning Hong'er bit her teeth lightly, looking angry.

Su Su and Zhong Ling's eyes were on Fu Xueying, the five phoenixes had been cultivated together by the demon queen since they were children, and their relationship was very good, otherwise they would not have felt resentful when they saw Wang Yan bring Fu Xueying.

But at this time, Young Master Wang's performance was beyond everyone's expectations, not only did he not make friends, but he also killed people in the hall for her! What kind of mind did he have, if he didn't want to see the pavilion master, why did he come to participate in the peeping immortal banquet?

Could it be that Xue Ying hid the rules of the peeping immortal banquet?

The speculations of the four collided together, and although there were still many doubts in their hearts, the situation of His Highness was already very unoptimistic.

Worry-free wine can make the disobedient life worse than death, but Wang Yan's knife can make the former settle the account.

Although Lux wears a visor, the fear in his eyes is clear.

In the curtain, the beautiful face of the ghost queen did not have the slightest emotional fluctuation, as if it was not her own subordinates who were being slaughtered, she was watching, silently observing Wang Yan's every move.

Suddenly, there was a warning from behind, Wang Yan glanced sideways, and it turned out to be the man who had just fought in His Highness, and at this moment, the weapon he picked up from nowhere actually rushed towards him.

All of them were gray and disgraced, like dead people.

Wang Yan's gaze cooled down again, and what they did made Wang Yan disgusted from the bottom of his heart, especially the disdain on their faces when they played with women, which reminded Wang Yan of the traffickers who abducted and sold young girls to force them into prostitutes in their previous lives, which was also this expression.

I don't know why they came up, but since they came, Wang Yan didn't mind giving them a ride.

In the face of the siege around him, Wang Yan is still comfortable holding himself, although the knife is short, but it is fast and the angle is tricky.

Wang Yan pulled out and retreated to the male slave, and before he could come back to his senses, he stabbed him twice and killed the two people in front.

This time, Wang Yan did not kill with a single knife, and let him struggle in pain on the floor for a while before he died.

The male slaves behind all stopped, and fear spread throughout their bodies.

The hall has long been devoid of lewd sounds and music.

The male guests had already hid in the corner of the wall and looked at this side timidly, as for the female guests, they all stared at Wang Yan with burning eyes, and occasionally glanced at Fu Xueying with a little hatred.

The corpses on the ground had been stacked in two layers, and there was no place to put their feet, and their feet were already stained with blood.

Lux is already moving forward, but there is not much left in terms of degree or courage.

The weapons were trembling, and the fear that Wang Yan brought to them was eroding the fear that Worry-Free Wine had brought them.

Suddenly, there was another wave of alarm behind him.

Wang Yan measured his body, and a figure flashed in front of him, it was actually the ghost knife that guarded the door yesterday.

I noticed him just now, this bastard had been looking at Fu Xueying from the beginning, and when she was undressing just now, the expression on the face of the ghost knife Wang Yan saw it clearly.

The kung fu of the ghost knife is indeed three points higher than these wrestlers, but facing himself, it is just adding another layer to a piece of window paper.

Wang Yan picked up a knife, and the blade was raised to cut it in half.

As soon as the ghost knife missed, he was ready to defend, put the knife under his body and caught Wang Yan's pick knife, and was knocked to the side and stained with blood.

He's a smart guy who misses a blow and hides in the wrestlers, waiting for the next sneak attack.

Fu Xueying put her head close to Wang Yan's neck at this moment, her expression was a little painful, the bloody atmosphere in the hall was so thick that people couldn't breathe, and the pears in her mouth were a lot smaller, if it weren't for the support of this sweetness, I am afraid that she would have fainted.

This kind of bloody gas is pediatric for Wang Yan, the wrestlers continue to pour into the hall, Wang Yan keeps killing, one hundred, two hundred, when the number of psychological meditation reaches three hundred, the wrestlers in the hall are crazy, and they are surging up.

Wang Yan saw the ghost knife following through the crowd, and a sneer flashed at the corner of his mouth.

Lux swarmed up, and Wang Yan's short knife slashed him like lightning.

Suddenly, the blade broke out from the chest of the wrestler, Wang Yan's eyes opened slightly, and he had already guessed what was going on, and sure enough, after the wrestler fell down unwillingly, Wang Yan caught the figure of the ghost knife.

A trace of hatred flashed in Wang Yan's eyes, locking the aura of the ghost knife.

The fight continued, confirming that the ghost knife was turned behind him, Wang Yan bought a flaw, and the short knife was sent forward, leaving the back empty.

The ghost knife really seized the opportunity, pushed away the wrestler in front of him, and the big knife slashed down at Wang Yan's back.

Burst!

The sound of weapons entering the flesh.

The ghost knife looked at the short knife inserted into his neck with a frightened and pale face.

How can it be! How could his degree be so fast?

Wang Yan pulled out a short knife, the ghost knife covered his neck, and he lay on the ground unwillingly, and after two struggles, there was no more sound.

On the high platform, Ning Hong'er's face was a little pale, the battle in front of her had lasted for half an hour, and the heavy bloody qi made it difficult for her to breathe, not only her, but also the three phoenixes behind her, where could the little woman who stayed in the green building on weekdays withstand the erosion of this bloody qi?

The ghost queen in the curtain looked as usual, and the four black-clothed servants beside her covered their faces with black gauzes and couldn't see any changes.

Wang Yan turned around, picked up the slash from above, and slashed through the neck of the wrestler. He turned around and plunged the knife into the heart of another wrestler, and the movements were clean and neat, all in one go.

The male guests in the hall have passed out, and most of the people who can come to participate in the peeping immortal banquet are womanizers, who have been hollowed out by the wine, and they can't handle the slightest stimulation.

The wrestlers kept pouring inside, and the corpses on the ground had been stacked in three layers, and instead of rushing out, Wang Yan was squeezed back half a zhang.

Xue Ying finally spit out the pears in her mouth, and begged in a weak voice.

"Childe, please hand over Ying'er, today's incident is Ying'er's fault, if Ying'er hadn't concealed it, the young master would not have been in danger, it's all Ying'er's fault." His voice choked up, full of remorse.

"Keep your mouth shut, and I'll talk back when I have something to say!"

Wang Yan said domineeringly.

The negative impact of the Heavenly Desire Capital has been washed away by blood, and only the fanatical battle intent is left flowing in his heart.

"Pavilion Master! Ying Ying is guilty, please let the young master go! It's all my fault! The young master didn't know the rules of the peeping immortal banquet before! ”

Xue Ying suddenly shouted towards the high platform not far away.