Just when Wu Ruotang hurried to the school, a big battle in the infinite was about to kick off!

Taking advantage of the dark moon and high wind, Zhang Wuji, Song Qingshu, Feng Xinglie and other martial arts masters who encircled and suppressed the Ruthless Hall ignited croton arsenic and fire-starting things in the bamboo forest of Junshan Island!

"Brother Feng, we will win this battle!" Zhang Wuji said proudly.

"Yes, we will definitely win this battle!" Lian Feng is also full of confidence. Not only them, but all the masters who participated in the war were full of pride! His own side is a surprise attack, and there are countless masters to help, it can be said that he is a fierce general! Occupy the right time, place and people, how can it be invincible!

Everything was expected by Zhao Min, when the bamboo forest fire started, the smoke quickly followed the night wind and went straight into the forest. Immediately there was a sharp cough in the forest, followed by hurried footsteps and the sound of noisy and panicked human voices. They didn't expect that the world-famous Ruthless Hall would be so loosely organized, and before they could light the fire burning the forest, a group of black-clothed people with dozens of people rushed out of the forest, trying to escape by taking the road.

As soon as these black-clothed people came out of the forest, they encountered the ruthless interception of martial arts people, Zhang Wuji's iron fist and Lin Pingzhi's long sword Song Qingshu's Wudang sword As soon as they shot, more than a dozen black-clothed people were on the spot. Only Feng Xinglie tightly held the silver spike and stood guard on the ferry boat that everyone was taking, scanning the surface of Dongting Lake with his eyes, and did not participate in the battle.

In less than a moment, all the black-clothed people of the Desperate Hall who rushed out of the forest lay on the ground. And under the leadership of Zhang Wuji and others, only three of them were killed and seven were slightly injured. The casualty ratio is not an ordinary disparity! This makes everyone a little suspicious, is this the world-famous lair of the Ruthless Hall!

When the fire of the burning forest was lit, the elites of the Ruthless Hall who were enduring in the bamboo forest really couldn't stand it, and Lu Zaiyuan and Ning Sheyue led more than a dozen gold medal killers and dozens of dead soldiers who were specially left on the island to train by the master of the Ruthless Hall, Ximen Thorn, rushed out to kill, hoping to break through the encirclement.

Compared to those black-clothed men before, the martial arts of this batch of ruthless Tang assassins were more than a star and a half higher! Blood erupted in an instant!

These gold medal killers are not only ruthless in martial arts, but also have all kinds of means, which are unstoppable! It's very difficult to deal with. And Lu Zaiyuan and Ning Shooting Yue are even more strong in martial arts, as if they are above a group of martial arts people, only Zhang Wuji's iron fist and Lian Feng's Qinghong sword can block their strong attacks! Coupled with the martial arts of those dozens of dead soldiers, it is very headache for three or four people to join forces to surround a first-class master.

Seeing this situation, Lian Feng smiled confidently and said loudly: You don't have to fight with them, let them go out and let them go.

Everyone understood and retreated. Thinking that they could escape and ascend to heaven, the gold medal killers rushed to the ferry guarded by Feng Xinglie, hoping to grab a boat and escape for their lives.

At this moment, a thunderclap-like bowstring sounded, and dozens of white-clothed men suddenly emerged from the water with bows and crossbows. A burst of arrows rushed out.

These killers had already been tortured by poisonous smoke in the forest earlier, and most of their martial arts had been removed. Seeing the rain of arrows like flying locusts all over the world, all of them were filled with despair. In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen people screamed miserably and were shot through by powerful arrows, and their corpses fell to the ground.

In the dense rain of arrows, a gold medal killer miraculously dodged the attack of the arrow feathers and rushed to the ferry, his hands full of darts, ready to shoot at the wind. This person is Cheng Hongyi, the No. 1 secret weapon master of the Desperate Hall who shocked the rivers and lakes with the name of a secret weapon. The master who almost killed Wu Ruotang!

Feng Xinglie's cold face was expressionless, he just burst into a shout, raised his hand and stabbed Cheng Hongyi's throat with a shot.

Cheng Hongyi almost sneered when he saw Feng Xinglie's move. There is still a foot between the two sides, how can they hit the gun in such a hurry. If you can hit like this, you're going to be alive!

Just when a sneer just appeared on his face, the fierce silver spike point steel spear had already stabbed straight over like thunder, and a silver spear seemed to suddenly shrink from the side, and then elongated into an afterimage that could not distinguish between the real and the fake.

This strange scene made Cheng Hongyi not have time to open his mouth to exclaim, and the head of the gun had already pierced his throat, and the blood rushed in the sky, drawing a brilliant rain of blood.

"Good marksmanship!" Zhang Wuji and Song Qingshu were dizzy, and finally understood why Feng Xinglie had the reputation of a magic spear. Just when they were heartily complimenting, the silver spear of Feng Xing Lie had already penetrated the throats of the four gold medal killers in a row, and at this time, all the gold medal killers who were able to escape to the vicinity of the ferry had been solved by Feng Xing Lie's quick knife.

After dealing with the gold medal killer who rushed over, Feng Xinglie also used a gun and killed the white-clothed heroes who were ambushed around the ferry. As soon as these dozens of people joined the battle group, they immediately gave the players and NPCs of the Alliance to encircle and suppress the Desperate Hall of Despair an absolute upper hand.

Although the martial arts of those stubborn dead soldiers were high, they were still a long way away from the fierce spears, and most of them were killed by a round of chopping melons and vegetables. And these people are worthy of being the talents trained by the Ruthless Hall Master himself. Before dying, he risked his life with his life, which also made Feng Xinglie and other top masters hang up their lotteries one after another, and caused heavy casualties to other martial arts people who came with him.

Gradually, there were fewer and fewer desperate people in the circle, the number of people decreased from dozens to more than a dozen, and from a dozen to six or seven, and finally only Lu Zaiyuan and Ning Sheyue were still struggling.

At this time, Lin Pingzhi, Zhang Wuji and others were all seriously injured, and they all retreated to the circle to tie their wounds. Only Lian Feng and Feng Xinglie were left in the circle to face Lu Zaiyuan and Ning Shuyue, the two remaining masters of the Ruthless Hall, respectively.

Lian Feng swung away Ning Shotyue's fast sword with a sword, and said loudly: "Ning Shotyue, today I want to avenge my five senior brothers." Take your life. ”

Ning Jieyue sneered, and said with extreme disdain: "Your five senior brothers who pretend to be masters of swordsmanship can't even catch a sword from me. What is embarrassing, why should you live in the world. ”

Lian Feng was furious when he heard this: "You suddenly plotted, and you can only succeed in one blow when all the senior brothers are drunk, and you dare to boast here." ”

Ning Jieyue stopped talking, the fast sword in his hand flashed, and twenty-five swords had been connected in a snap of his fingers.

Lian Feng Qinghong Sword drew a gorgeous moon arc-shaped curve, relying on the continuous sword intent, and leisurely and complacently successively took Ning Sheyue's fierce sword technique like a storm. The lightning-fast twenty-five swords seemed to be just striking continuously on the whetstone that was placed in place, unable to pose any threat to Lian Feng.

The onlookers burst into a burst of enthusiastic applause: "What a move, the willow branch of the Water Moon Sword Technique welcomes the moon." Lian Gongzi is good at kung fu! ”

Lian Feng smiled slightly, the light on the tip of the sword flashed, and a long sword magically conjured up three afterimages, striking at Ning Sheyue's head, chest and abdomen in three places. (To be continued.) )