Poof, blood splattered, a good human head rolled to the ground, in that look, full of unwillingness, it seems that even if he died, he didn't figure out why he died here? It's just a pity that no one will answer his question, no matter how brilliant he was in life, once he died, it was a cup of loess, and the past became a passing cloud.

In this world of martial arts, how many such people have fallen for thousands of years? Who will know their stories? The glory of a lifetime, along with the advent of death, is eternal indulgence, and the history he has forged has become a thing of the past at this moment, and no one will uncover this period of the past again.

A sword cut off the head of the hall master, and there was a hint of ease on the face of the ink sword, although he had experienced a lot of hardships along the way, but at least he was still alive now, and the Eagle Hall that came to pursue this time, under the full strength of him and Long Shiyang, was all destroyed after all.

This is undoubtedly a huge blow to the Money Gang, and dozens of people in the entire hall were wiped out overnight, and not even a single living mouth remained..... This is a devastating blow to the Money Gang, I'm afraid that even if it is to build the Gang, the Money Gang has never suffered such a loss, right? Unexpectedly, this time, it was actually planted on the body of such a little guy, looking at Long Shiyang, who was already in a coma, there was a trace of doubt in the eyes of Mo Jian's face, this little guy is really too mysterious, I really don't know, I deal with this guy, what kind of results will there be for my future?

Thinking of the people chasing Long Shiyang behind him, Mo Jian only felt that his head was big for a while, and now he was already on this thief ship, and there was no way but to continue walking, and if he wanted to turn back, it was too late. Shaking his head, he picked up Long Shiyang, who was lying on the ground, with a helpless face, and the ink sword disappeared towards the street in the distance.

As soon as Mo Jian arrived on the street, black shadows rushed out from the end of the street, and on their bodies, they had uniform clothes with a big word "money" painted on them. Obviously, these people were all subordinates of the Money Gang, and in their bodies, a wave of powerful spiritual power erupted, and a middle-aged man standing at the front of them actually had the strength of the eighth order of a martial artist.

Obviously, this time for Long Shiyang, the Money Gang has already made up its mind, no matter what, it is to get rid of this guy, and the death of so many people in the Money Gang has completely swept away the majesty of the Money Gang, if this time, if this guy is still not caught, the prestige that the Money Gang has worked so hard to build up is likely to be directly destroyed. At that time, the major forces in those cities will obviously not mind intervening and getting a piece of the pie, plus the other urban districts are eyeing each other, if this matter is not handled well, it may even lead to the direct collapse of the money gang. It is precisely because of this that the Money Gang attaches so much importance to it, and even does not hesitate to send out a super master of the eighth order of martial arts, in order to eliminate evil. I don't want to stay anymore....

Seeing the pile of scattered corpses on the ground, and the head of the Eagle Hall Hall Master who fell to the ground, the middle-aged man's face leaked a trace of resentment, if in the entire money gang, if you talk about it, the middle-aged man, and the Eagle Hall Hall Master has the best relationship, but at this moment, seeing that his brother has actually fallen in a pool of blood, how can the man be willing? Looking at the ink sword that disappeared into the street, it was a lifetime of roar, and the cultivation of the eighth order of the strong martial artist was undoubtedly displayed at this moment, just the power of the roar, and the surrounding walls were shaken a little bit....

"Hall Master, what should we do now?" A young man who looked like a captain walked over with a hint of sadness on his face, obviously with a feeling of sadness that a rabbit was dead and a fox was dead.

A whole hall, it stands to reason that it has the advantage, and it should be easy to solve this battle, but I didn't expect that such a thing would happen, not only did I not leave the enemy, but I was destroyed. In this way, how powerful should the person they are chasing be, and if they catch up, will they really be able to defeat the other party? Inexplicably, I actually had a sad feeling in my heart.

"Bastard, chase me, chase at full speed. I must catch up with him, I will put him to death, and he was wiped out, if we go back like this, do you think the helper will let us go easily?" There was a trace of anger on his face, looking at this young man, he just issued his own order, even if he didn't look at himself and his feelings, he had to take care of the face of the helper, and he had to be struck several times in a row, and he was already the helper.

It became a little crazy, if he knew that the entire Eagle Hall had been destroyed, and the murderer had not been caught, there was no doubt that all these people who were pursued this time would have been killed. Hearing the hall master's words, the young man's face suddenly stopped, obviously remembering something terrifying, that is, he took the lead in chasing towards the mouth of the alley, and behind him, countless disciples also followed, and under the full burst, the distance of a hundred meters, in a moment, had been crossed by them. In the face of life and death, people's potential is maximized, and the speed of each is faster than usual... If there had been such a speed before, I'm afraid that the people of the Eagle Hall would not all die.

"Brother, don't worry, your revenge, my brother will definitely help you avenge it, no matter who kills you, I will definitely break him into pieces. Looking at the head of the Hall Master of the Eagle Hall who rolled to the ground, a smile that was more ugly than crying came out of the man's face, and with a single hand, the Hall Master's wide open eyes were closed. And himself, at this moment, disappeared in place, chasing in the direction where the ink sword fled, and pursued at full speed.

A hundred people were chasing in the rear, and the ink sword in front of him was already leaking a lot of sweat on his forehead at the moment, and when he was fighting just now, he had already spent a lot of spiritual power, and at this time, he still had to escape, facing the pursuit of hundreds of people, it was a little stretched, and now he was holding Long Shiyang.

In this way, it is to slow him down once again.... Seeing that, the people behind him were already about to catch up with him. There is no doubt that if this continues, the ink sword will definitely not be able to escape, and Long Shiyang will also be inevitable. "Boy, I've done my best, it's up to you whether you can survive or not. When he arrived at a turning point, looking at the pile of thatch, a trace of light leaked out of Mo Jian's eyes, he knew that he couldn't go on like this, if he went on like this, neither of them could run away, the only way was to leave Long Shiyang and lead these people away, of course, all of this was because the people behind him were bent on chasing after him, and they didn't have time to pay attention to other things.

Otherwise, Long Shiyang still can't hide, and he will also fall into a crisis. It's just that the current situation has made him have no time to think about it, looking at the pile of thatch, thinking about it, it is a one-handed split, and the aura burst out at this moment, and in the middle of the thatch, there is a big hole, throwing Long Shiyang in, and then kicking the thatch up, covering a large area, and burying Long Shiyang's figure.

Looking at his masterpiece, a smile flowed out of Mo Jian's face, in this way, maybe this little guy can still escape a catastrophe, as for his own words, he has lived for so long, it doesn't matter, looking at the enemy behind him who is about to catch up, a trace of vicissitudes flashed in his eyes, this time for this little guy, he is really involved to death, almost every day when he wakes up, that is, on the way to escape..."Little guy, good luck." Looking at the thatched pile in front of him, the figure of the ink sword flew up to the beam, in the moonlight, the figure of the ink sword quickly crossed the sky, and then disappeared on the beam, and after an hour, the figure of the sword quickly flew up, and then disappeared, from beginning to end, no one noticed the pile of thatch in front of them, at this moment they were bent on chasing the ink sword, but they forgot the main goal. In the early morning, a melodious bell rang in the Money Gang, and with the ringing of the bell, countless figures emerged from the street, and on them, they were all wearing the clothes of the Money Gang, obviously these people were all subordinates of the Money Gang, and the terrifying strength of the Money Gang could be seen at this time. After everyone appeared, they ran towards the center of Dongcheng, where was the headquarters of the Money Gang.

In the center of Dongcheng, a big word "money" hangs there, and a man with a hideous face is sitting on a high seat at the moment, this person is the leader of the money gang... Full of gold. It sounds like an extremely ordinary name, but such a character controls the entire Dongcheng, in this Dongcheng, as long as he stomps his feet, the entire Dongcheng is going to fall into a storm, of course, all of this stems from his strength.

Martial Spirit Third Order... A terrifying realm, for a martial artist, the realm of martial arts, is simply a nightmare, he can easily kill hundreds of masters of the martial arts realm, at this time, it is no longer a gap in rank, but also a gap in strength, the two sides are completely not comparable, this is a qualitative gap, and once it reaches the realm of martial arts, it can kill people and thousands of meters away. Killing a person quietly, just thinking about it, makes people feel terrible, not to mention, to really face him?

Below, countless Qian Gang disciples knelt in rows and divided into six phalanxes. And the six hall masters are all standing at the front of the team, bowing down half of their bodies to show respect, but at this moment, they all have fear in their eyes, obviously afraid of this man on the high seat, of course, in the entire Dongcheng, I am afraid that there will not be many who are not afraid of him, right? Money Gang, a terrorist organization that has occupied Dongcheng for decades.

There was silence in the square, no matter who it was, they didn't dare to speak at this time, it seemed that there were so many people, but for some reason, there was a feeling of oppression, and the aura of fear spread throughout the playground.