Seeing the fate of the cronies, the other subordinates who were guarding Bao reacted in shock, looking at Zhou Wenluo's awe-inspiring appearance, and then their eyes were red, and they rushed towards Zhou Wenluo with their swords out of their sheaths!

If Zhou Wenluo had killed Bao and left, then they might not have the courage to come up together, but the cronies attacked Zhou Wenluo and were brutally killed by him.

Anyway, Zhou Wenluo has now killed Bao Weiwei and killed Bao Zhishou, things are destined to be irreversible, and those of them who are subordinates are also destined to be punished, rather than this, it is better for everyone to go together and fight to kill Zhou Wenluo, the culprit of the murderer, then they have a chance to turn over!

More than a dozen martial artists who have cultivated in the middle of the martial arts, they don't believe it, they can't kill a hairy boy like Zhou Wenluo, there are too many ants to bite the elephant to death, not to mention that they are not ants!

The wish is beautiful, but the reality is always cruel!

Looking at this group of rabble who pounced up, Zhou Wen smiled coldly, did not retreat but advanced, and rushed out to meet them, the tiger roaring war knife in his hand opened and closed, and he did not waste his internal strength to perform the six decisions of Aohan, just cast the basic knife technique, a horizontal split, tearing the air, and wanted to split the oncoming warrior into two pieces from head to trousers, like a fierce god!

This fierce and vicious knife, accompanied by a thick bloody intent, frightened the warrior immediately shrunk his pupils, and he no longer dared to pounce forward, and instinctively retreated, but Rao withdrew quickly, and was also cut straight from the chest to the abdomen by the fierce tiger roaring sword, and fell back to the ground with a strange scream, and the blood burst out.

This is still lucky, Zhou Wenluo did not use internal force, but only used the basic movements of the basic sword technique, if he really used the internal force or even cast the six decisions of Aohan, with the little strength of this martial artist, at this moment, he would definitely have been directly divided by Zhou Wenluo!

Swept! Vertical split! Stop the waist! Bevel cutting! Spike! Teasing! Beheading! Rush!

At this moment, Zhou Wenluo, with the model of the textbook, generally swept away, split, dial, slashed, swept away, nai, slashed, and slammed the eight basic knife movements perfectly, and every time the tiger roaring knife was cold, it made people shudder.

If you are a husband, you can't open it!

Zhou Wenluo's body is far from majestic, but at this moment, he is like an invincible god of war, standing condescendingly in place, allowing more than a dozen warriors to impact, but he can't do an inch no matter what!

The corners of his mouth pulled out a disdainful smile slightly, Zhou Wenluo's feet were heavy, the stone slab under his feet suddenly cracked, his body leaped up like an eagle, and a condescending knife slashed at a martial artist below, directly splitting a good head and rising to the sky!

The sword technique unfolded wantonly, and in this group of battles, the Tiger Roar Battle Knife drank enough blood on the blade like a cold moon, and instantly cut off the hands and feet of three or four warriors, disemboweling and disemboweling!

In the horse war, there are their own halberds and spears to compete with the sword, but under the group battle under this horse, there is no weapon that can compare with the fierce long knife like a tiger!

The Tiger Roar Battle Knife worth tens of millions is really worth it, and the weapons of those warriors can't be compared with it at all, they will be cut off when they touch it, not to mention the limbs of people, even if they have internal force to protect the body, but how can they compare with Zhou Wenluo's huge strength?

For a while, the ghosts who were killed by Zhou Wenluo in the entire small courtyard cried wolf, drenched in blood, and the stumps flew one after another, like hell on earth!

Compared with Zhou Wenluo, who was taught hell training in the jade slip, and has experienced countless battles with masters and fierce beasts in reality, even if Bao is guarding the scum in front, let alone these warriors in front of him? If you want to rely on the strength of the crowd to kill Zhou Wenluo, it is simply a joke, the strength of Jiuyang Shengong is not for the time being, it provokes Zhou Wenluo, he will sacrifice the Northern Shengong to the sky, who can be the enemy?

"Stop!"

At this time, a figure finally went straight down from the courtyard and landed in the courtyard like a gust of wind.

At this time, the originally simple but neat courtyard was already a hell on earth, the bluestone slabs on the ground were full of stumps, blood stained the walls, people's internal organs flowed all over the ground, and the eyes were red.

In the entire courtyard, there are only three warriors left who can still stand at this moment, and one of the three has been directly cut down by Zhou Wenluo and harvested into the Condor Hero, and the other two have long been frightened, and the two trembling forces can hardly stand.

And Zhou Wenluo, at this moment, his hair has already been dyed with blood, and he is covered in blood, and the black Aegis protective suit has long been dyed bloody bright red, like a demon!

"You...... You guys...... How dare you! The man came back from the shock and was filled with anger.

"Don't kill me...... Don't kill ......"

The two warriors who had gone to the sky and were not slaughtered by Zhou Wenluo were finally frightened crazy at this moment, and let out a shout, like a lost dog, rolling and crawling, and rushed out of the door in panic, just bumping into a group of fierce Yanwutang guards who walked in from outside the courtyard with gloomy faces, and as a result, they were knocked back into the bloody courtyard and fell to the ground, fearful in their hearts, hugging each other and crying without any image.

This group of Yanwutang guards who are wearing intact combat protective clothing and agreeing to hold standard swords in their hands all have at least the strength of the late stage of martial arts, and the leader is an old man with silver hair and a tall and burly man like a black iron tower, all of whom are awe-inspiring, innate and genuine, not angry and self-assured, and they are all top masters above the congenital level!

"Who can tell the old man what the hell is going on here?!"

The silver-haired old man obviously had the highest status among the people, and after his eyes swept the hellish scene in the courtyard, he asked in a deep voice full of anger.

The meticulously combed silver hair, the two thick silver eyebrows deeply inserted into the sideburns, a pair of harrier-like sharp and terrifying eyes, a hooked nose with a high nose and a sharp downward curve, a lion's mouth, a face full of fierce energy, and a trace of wrinkles are lacking, making people daunting at the same time, you can immediately realize an incomparable spirit, although this silver-haired old man is old, but no one dares to despise him, just like a long-standing lion, even if he is already drooping old, But no one dared to challenge his majesty!

"Lord Sima......"

The middle-aged man who arrived first was already a few slaps at the moment, and the two martial artists who were still alive asked the whole story of the matter, and glanced at Zhou Wenluo, who was standing in the scene, with a gloomy look, and bowed his head to the silver-haired old man and reported: "The matter has been investigated clearly, it is this disciple who has just started to kill innocents indiscriminately, killed his subordinate steward Bao Zhishou, not to mention, and killed these martial artists on a large scale, and his crime can be described as extremely vicious and crazy!" ”

"He killed?" The silver-haired old man had naturally already noticed Zhou Wenluo, who was standing in the middle of the courtyard like a demon, covered in blood, and asked angrily, "Boy, what's your name?" You killed these people? ”

Zhou Wenluo has been standing quietly since everyone came in, even if the middle-aged man put all the charges on him when he reported, he was not chaotic at all, at this time, after listening to the silver-haired old man's inquiry, he grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth that looked extraordinarily calm against the scarlet background, and said calmly: "Disciple Zhou Wenluo, these people are indeed killed by me!" ”

"Master Sima, this disciple is so vicious, mad, and so arrogant after being caught by us, he must be severely punished! Since the establishment of our Earth Moon Star Yanwutang Base, since my subordinates became the captains, there has never been such a serious bloodshed! A steward, more than a dozen warriors, all slaughtered! If this son is not killed, it is not enough to calm the anger of the people! If you don't kill, it's not enough to know the code! We can't even explain to the families of the victims! Please also ask Lord Sima to be decisive! ”

The middle-aged man stood in front of the silver-haired old man and said with indignation, looking at Zhou Wenluo's eyes full of cold and furious.

"Captain Andu's words are wrong."

The silver-haired old man hadn't spoken yet, but the burly and tall black iron tower man next to him spoke first, it was Niu Meng, the president of the Earth Moon Star Branch of the Martial Arts Union, and after entering the courtyard, he recognized Zhou Wenluo, a little killer, although he had a headache about the other party's ability to cause trouble, but he was the first to discover Zhou Wenluo's knife intention to report it to Captain Wen Pingchuan, and he was instructed by Captain Wen to take care of Zhou Wenluo early, and at this time he naturally had to stand up and speak for Zhou Wenluo.

"Master Sima, I have also heard of Zhou Wenluo, who is an outstanding disciple who won the top spot in the actual combat assessment of my martial arts hall with more than 600 points in one fell swoop, and his excellent martial arts talent is even more appreciated by the captain of Fenwu Wen who is said to be in the supervision, and he was recorded in my martial arts hall in advance, such a genius disciple, his subordinates do not believe that he will slaughter others for no reason......"

Speaking of this, he glanced at the silver-haired old man and middle-aged man An Duwei, whose faces changed slightly because he mentioned Wen Pingchuan, and continued: "And the most important thing is that An Duwei said that it was his steward and more than a dozen warriors who were slaughtered, which is strange to me, for no reason, what did a steward with a dozen warriors run to the disciple's courtyard below early in the morning?" And there was such a bloody incident with such a bad name? ”

Niu Meng, who was rough on the outside, but cunning as a fox on the inside, glanced at An Duwei, who was gloomy at the moment, and snorted coldly: "If the responsibility lies with this disciple, then there is really a ghost!" ”

(To be continued)