In the gloomy alley, Wu Qi said suspiciously: "Brother Zhou, why is this kid getting more and more remote, has this guy discovered us?" ”

Zhou Yang sneered: "It doesn't matter if he finds out or not, since he wants to find death, then let's solve him in this alley." ”

"Good!"

Wu Qi licked his lips with a hint of bloodlust in his eyes, pulled out two daggers from his body, and just raised his head, he suddenly found that Qin Ye's figure had been lost in front of him.

"Chase!" Zhou Yang let out a low snort, pulled his legs and chased towards the front of the alley.

There were surveillance cameras on those sections of the road before, and they didn't dare to get too close for fear of being discovered by Qin Ye, so they were all tracking two hundred meters away.

However, the alleys in this area are very remote, there are no surveillance cameras, no street lights, and the light is very dark, which is a good place to get your hands dirty.

The speed of the two was very fast, and in a few breaths, they chased to the corner of the alley where Qin Ye disappeared, but there was still no figure of him in front of them.

Zhou Yang's face was gloomy, and his feet accelerated again to catch up with him.

Just when the two of them were about to rush to the intersection in front, Zhou Yang suddenly felt a palpitation, and a half-meter-long machete suddenly appeared in his hand, and he slashed straight towards the corner of the alleyway.

Boom!

A short sword collided with the machete, sending out a spark, and both of them took a step back at the same time.

Qin Ye's arm, who was holding a short sword and sneaking up, shook and slightly numb, revealing a trace of surprise on his face.

He remembered that it was posted under their building, and Zhou Yang's patrol profile was only a senior and senior martial artist.

It was only as soon as the two of them fought that Qin Ye found out that this guy was a senior martial artist, and he was clearly a senior martial artist.

The power of this sword has exceeded the power of fifty people, and it is definitely not something that ordinary martial artists can exert.

Sou!

At this moment, Wu Qi, who was closely following Zhou Yang, did not lose a single inch of speed, his body passed past him, and his right hand held a thirty-centimeter-long dagger, and stabbed at Qin Ye's chest at great speed.

"Look for death!"

Qin Ye snorted coldly, the short sword in his hand was used by him as a big sword, and a sword slashed straight forward.

Boom!

There was a loud crash of steel, and the dagger in Wu Qi's hand was not close to his body, and Qin Ye's short sword had already slashed at his dagger.

A huge force came, Wu Qi was just an ordinary high-level martial artist, how could he withstand the force he struck, his arm shook suddenly, and the dagger in his hand had already flown out.

His entire body was almost knocked away, his feet took five or six steps back in succession before he stopped castration, his entire right arm trembled, and a wound appeared in the palm of his hand, and blood flowed out.

Qin Ye showed a cold glint in his eyes, and he was about to catch up with Wu Qi, but he saw a sword light slashing towards his waist, and he couldn't help but pause under his feet, and swung his sword to meet it.

After the short sword blocked the coming momentum of the machete, Qin Ye did not retreat but advanced, and used a fast knife to slash towards Zhou Yang, the sword light was as fast as the wind, and the sword speed was faster than the other.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A loud sound sounded, and the figures of the two people in the field were as fast as ghosts, their bodies moving extremely fast, passing through the shadows of swords and swords, and at the same time constantly colliding, splashing sparks to illuminate this gloomy alley.

It's just that after the two exchanged a few moves, Zhou Yang was suppressed by Qin Ye and kept regressing, and completely fell into the rhythm of passive defense.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this, how can it be so strong!"

Zhou Yang's heart was full of shock, Qin Ye's short sword was so fast that he couldn't react a little, and the next sword had already arrived.

The speed of the short sword is getting faster and faster, and the force on the sword is getting bigger and bigger, his arm is numb from the shock, and he is constantly trembling, and the palm of the hand holding the knife is rubbed into a hot wound by the huge force of the shock.

Sweat was pouring out from his face, and he couldn't hold it anymore.

Boom!

At this moment, Qin Ye performed the fifth style of quick knife slashing, the sword light was like a ray of lightning, slashing through the sky, and a sword slashed the machete in Zhou Yang's hand, followed by the short sword with a trace of breaking the air, and slashed towards Zhou Yang's neck.

It's just that at this time, Qin Ye passed through the virtual reality space, but saw Wu Qi next to him holding a pistol aimed at him, and his face couldn't help but change slightly.

He couldn't care about killing Zhou Yang, and his body quickly dodged sideways.

Touch!

A gunshot rang out, and Qin Ye felt a bullet fly out of his head, and a strong wind blew the skin on his face a little painfully, making his heart beat rapidly, and then he was furious.

"Give me death!"

Qin Ye, who had dodged the blow, saw that Wu Qi still wanted to raise his gun to shoot at him, and immediately burst out with an angry roar, and before he could pull the trigger, the short sword in his hand had already come out of his hand.

The strength in Qin Ye's body had already broken through the fifteen-fold limit, and when he threw out the short sword, he used the pure yang power in his body to explode, and the power blessed on the short sword was no less than the power of fifty people.

The short sword was like an arrow slashing through the air, the speed was not much slower than the bullet fired by the pistol, and before Wu Qi could react, the short sword had already pierced his neck with a 'poof', hitting the wall and splashing a spark.

Wu Qi's eyes widened, and he fell to the ground struggling with a pop, his neck made a gurgling sound of blood, no matter how he clenched his hands, he couldn't stop the blood spurting from the blood hole, and his face was full of fear of death.

"Kill!"

Zhou Yang next to him roared in a low voice, and the moment he threw out the short sword, he smashed his fist towards his head, and the fist snorted with a strong wind, and the force was very strong.

"Compete with me!"

A sneer appeared at the corner of Qin Ye's mouth, and the pure yang power in his body worked quickly, and he used the Nine Extremes Fist to meet him directly.

"Ah......h

As soon as the two fists collided together, Zhou Yang suddenly let out a scream like killing a pig, the flesh and blood on his fists were blurred, his arms were twisted in a loud clicking sound, and the bones penetrated out from behind his shoulders, and his body flew out sideways.

Bang!

Zhou Yang, who smashed on the ground, let out another scream, and then saw him grit his teeth and pull out the pistol on his waist, his eyes were blood-red, and he raised his hand to shoot.

With a swipe, Qin Ye's figure had already rushed in front of him, his speed was even faster than him, and with a breaking sound on his foot, he kicked him on his left arm.

There was a 'click' of broken bones on his left arm, his whole arm twisted in the opposite direction of 90 degrees, and the pistol flew out of his hand.

Qin Ye ignored the screams coming out of his mouth, pinched his arm with his hand, and said coldly: "Say, who instructed you to kill me?" ”

Zhou Yang's arms were already twisted, but at this time, he broke them hard, and his face was even more distorted with pain.

"Ah...... Two less ...... It's the second young master of the Xu family, Xu Guanghui asked me to kill you...... Don't kill me...... Ah......h

"Sure enough, it's you, Xu Guanghui!" Qin Ye's face was covered with gloom.

He had wondered why Xu Guanghui didn't return to Rongcheng, but instead appeared in their community, and his face was so ugly, and there was a murderous aura in his eyes, it turned out that this murderous aura was aimed at himself.

Qin Ye's hands kept moving, and he said coldly: "I have no enmity with him in the past, why did he put me to death." ”