And at the forefront, there are fifteen men!

There are old and young, tall and short, fat and thin, and they are also dressed in black suits.

But each of them had a pure black scarf tied to their heads. The various weapons in his hand, the sharp blades are even more green, obviously quenched!

There is no doubt that this is simply the dead soldier carefully arranged by Tang Zongheng in this pinnacle battle that is related to the life and death of the Tang Sect!

Determined to die, ready to use their lives and blood to keep the enemy out of the future!

In the blink of an eye, these fifteen people surrounded Zhao Xiaotian and Ye Qingqing, who were walking in the forefront, in the shape of a fan!

Clenching the knuckles of the blade, the blades have been slightly raised in the air, and their faces are even more hideous and terrifying, and the haze of the soul-devouring collarbone in their eyes seems to be about to completely devour this man and woman!

The leader is a man in his forties!

The figure is not strong, and even compared to the more than 100 elites of the Tang Sect behind him, he still looks so weak and skinny!

And the dress is completely different, the cold wind in the harsh winter is biting, but a pair of flip-flops with a pair of white beach pants, and a small tank top on the upper body!

The beard had not been shaved for a long time, and the two eyeballs were extremely yellow and cloudy, and the complexion was frighteningly sallow, as if they were terminally ill from malnutrition, and the cheekbones were high and promising, and the eyeballs were deeply sunken.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like a homeless man who has long lost the fighting spirit and ambition that a man should have, and spends his days in chaos and broken jars!

Unlike the other people's monstrous murderous intent and resentment, his expression is too flat! Holding a silver-white short sword in his hand, he stood in front of Zhao Xiaotian without moving, blocking his path!

In an instant, not only Su Mingqing at the back of the team, but even Ye Qingqing, who was held in Zhao Xiaotian's arms with one hand, his face also changed!

Looking at this scene, I only felt that my heart was completely raised to my throat!

At least, why can't she see that the black pressure in front of her, without exception, is definitely the best in the Tang Sect, all the elites who can really be called the core?

One hundred and twenty or thirty people, except for less than forty people, martial arts cultivation is still in the upper layer of the high mountain realm!

The remaining eighty or ninety people have all reached the Nirvana realm!

Among them, there are as many as fifty or sixty people who have stepped on the upper and middle levels of the Nirvana realm, which can be called rare!

There is no doubt that this is already a big gamble by Tang Zongheng, pouring out the strength of the whole faction and drawing salary from the bottom of the kettle!

And what's even more terrifying, there are more than ten of the fifteen dead soldiers with black scarves wrapped around their heads in front of them, and their martial arts cultivation has already reached the upper level of the Nirvana realm!

Without exception, everyone is definitely a ruthless character with strong internal strength, experienced in a hundred battles, and his fighting strength and skills can be called the pinnacle! From the body emanated, the kind of cold death aura that makes people break out in a cold sweat, each person is definitely carrying no less than ten lives!

Such a dead man, once he starts to do it, it is definitely a mad dog that is biting everywhere!

The master may not be terrible! The terrible thing is this mad dog who doesn't even want his life, even if you cut off his head, he can still crawl in front of you and stab you!

In an instant, Ye Qingqing's hands and feet became cold, his nerves were tense, and it became difficult to breathe!

I don't know what kind of life and cruelty the situation in front of me is.

Despite the help of the eight core elites of the Broken Knife Stream, despite the fact that Su Mingqing has two major flood realms, and although the ten people under the Zhao family are all a group of truly perverted fierce men, against these more than 100 Tang Sect ace elites, they barely have a relatively low capital!

But the other party still has the head Tang Zongheng and the deputy head Tang Mangong, the two great masters of the Flood Desolate Realm!

In an instant, there was a deathly silence all around!

The atmosphere took a sharp turn, and there was no sound to be heard, except for the sound of everyone's heavy breathing and heartbeat!

The sky became more gloomy and terrifying, and the air was filled with only a suffocating killing machine, which made people almost out of breath, and they couldn't feel the slightest temperature and vitality!

The hot-blooded man under the Zhao family who has been through a hundred battles and licked blood from the knife edge many times, the knife has been unsheathed, and the blood is boiling!

Even Zhang Xiaohua, who has always been honest and lacking in heart, has a terrifying gloomy expression, monstrous killing intent, shocking the heart!

There is only "Zhou Moudew", this warmonger who never wants to die in a fight, full of energy and red face, his eyes are shining, and he looks like a monkey is anxious!

Zhao Xiaotian still hugged Ye Qingli tightly, standing motionless on the lowest step.

didn't because of the other party's terrifyingly strong lineup, his legs were weak and trembling, and he immediately knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, nor did he yell at the so-called integrity and backbone, "If you want to kill, you can kill casually, and you will be a good man after eighteen years".

It seems that he didn't realize that he was facing nine deaths at this time, and he didn't realize that if he was not careful, he would only die on the spot with blood splashed and no place to be buried!

Contrary to the gloomy slaughter just now, his expression became extremely calm again!

It's so calm that it doesn't have the slightest mood swing, and it's even a little scary!

Time passed, and I don't know how long it took, the middle-aged man who was standing at the front with a black veil on his head and slippers and a beach pants vest finally smiled indifferently, and finally broke the dead silence of the scene, "In the next Zhang Han Dynasty, the elder of the Tang Sect Blood Battle Hall has been waiting for Zhao Gongzi here for a long time!" ”

However, unexpectedly, Zhao Xiaotian didn't even raise his head, but just lightly threw out a sentence, "You don't need a registration number!" I, Zhao Xiaotian, don't have so many rules, and I will kill the nameless! ”

"You ......" In an instant, the faces of the more than ten dead soldiers around changed dramatically!

Grief and anger, clenching the blade in his hand, he was about to pounce and do it!

However, before he could make a move, he was stopped by a gesture from Zhang Hanchao. But he was not angry, but he smiled lightly, just smiled, looking a little difficult and helpless, "To be honest, there are not many people who will respect and admire in this life, but Zhao Gongzi is definitely one of them!" ”

"Only led more than 20 people, in just a few days, a series of amazing and perfect means forced the Tang Sect into such a dilemma, and the forces of all parties in the martial arts in South China were silenced, Zhao Gongzi is definitely a truly terrifying figure!"

Zhao Xiaotian didn't speak, his expression was still calm!

After a short pause, Zhang Hanchao sighed again, "Maybe Zhao Gongzi doesn't know that in the huge Tang Sect, there is never a shortage of mediocre people who can only slap horses!" But I'm the only one who dares to slap the table and smash the bench with the head of the house and speak out! ”

"I remember that at the beginning, Zhao Gongzi just came to Tianhe City, and he advised the head of the family to be mortal enemies with the Zhao family under Taihua Mountain, which did all kinds of harm to the Tang Sect and no benefit! Pull down your face, send a notice, sincerely apologize in front of everyone in Huaxia Martial Arts, and then personally come to the door to accompany Zhao Gongzi and the young grandmother, and seek perfection, no shame! But the head is hesitant! ”

(End of chapter)