The area around the family compound of the South Depot belongs to the old (lǎo) urban area, the streets are not spacious, and the street lights are also intermittent, so it is good to have five or six street lights on a street. At night, the sight becomes very poor, and almost no one wants to come here except for those who live here all year round, and few people dare to come here, so it is usually quiet around 10 o'clock in the evening.

"Come out, don't hide!"

Standing in the middle of the deserted street, Wang Zifeng shouted in a deep voice.

He was met with an unbearable silence, as if there was no one around but him.

However, he clearly sensed that there were at least twenty people surrounding him!

"Well, since you're willing to drink the cold wind here, then take your time, I'll go home first." After saying this, Wang Zifeng stepped forward.

Just as he took the third step, the surrounding tranquility was suddenly shattered, and dozens of figures poured out from the shadows, surrounding him.

These people are all dressed in black and pants, carrying machetes more than two feet long in their hands, and their faces are full of cold looks, anyone who sees them can recognize them, they are the legendary underworld people.

Glancing at these strangers, Wang Zifeng asked for a long time, "Can you tell me, what are your origins?"

One of the sturdy men said coldly: "It doesn't hurt to tell you, we are the mad sword team of the God of War Hall, and today we were also dragged by someone to give you some blood, if you know each other, you will honestly hold your head and squat, we will only unload one of your arms, and we will not hurt your life." If you don't know each other, then I'm sorry!"

As if to cooperate with his words, the black-clothed men around him raised the machete in their hands at the same time, and slashed in the air, making a neat 'swish' sound.

In the face of the cold sword light, Wang Zifeng's face did not change at all, he just narrowed his eyes slightly, and sneered: "If I don't know each other, do you dare to kill me?"

"If necessary. There was only such a short sentence that answered him, which was full of coldness, which made people frightened and frightened.

Wang Zifeng lowered his head and spit out two words expressionlessly: "Stupid!"

The corners of the strong man's eyes shrank, and a wave of anger surged into his heart!

Originally, he was in a very good mood tonight, so he just said that as long as Wang Zifeng had one arm, he planned to call it a day and go back to celebrate his birthday.

However, Wang Zifeng's disdainful attitude made him very angry, evil rose from his heart, and he was angry with his guts, and he suddenly decided that he had to give this kid an unforgettable lesson today!

"Do it!" didn't bother to say anything more, he directly gave the order to attack, and the field suddenly became cold.

This so-called God of War Hall Crazy Knife Team is not the kind of rabble who only fight in the streets every day, but an elite who have undergone systematic training and actual combat.

Don't look at the dozens of people surrounding Wang Zifeng alone, but they didn't rush up indiscriminately, nor did they take it lightly, but according to the previous training, they divided into several attack batches and stepped forward to attack in turn.

Each person only stabs each person, no matter what the result of the knife is, they will never fight, and immediately retreat after swinging a knife, and continue to attack from the same position in other directions.

In the fire merger between the gangs, the Crazy Knife Team has defeated many strong enemies in this set of round-robin combat methods, and there is even no shortage of fighting masters with outstanding combat effectiveness.

If Wang Zifeng encountered this battle formation half a month ago, there would be no other way than to drink and hate the sword.

But now......

Looking at the sword light flashing around him, Wang Zifeng's face was still disdainful in addition to disdain.

Thinking about those battles in the immortal realm back then, most of the time they fought against one against a hundred, and sometimes even against the opponent's entire force with their own strength, not to mention tens of millions of people!

Compared with those famous battle formations in the fairy world, the set of round-attack tactics in front of him can be said to be extremely superficial and omission to the extreme.

At the moment when the sword light reached the body, the prince who was standing still disappeared in the eyes of the mad knife team!

After a long roar, Wang Zifeng appeared in the formation of the Crazy Knife Team, and no one could see how he appeared here, only that when he appeared, someone from the Crazy Knife Team had already fallen.

He saw at a glance that the fatal flaw of this strategy was that once someone rushed into the formation, the attack in the back row would be greatly affected and limited - in order to ensure the continuity of the round attack, the distance between the various attack batches was very close, if they all shot in the same direction, it was fine, once they had to change direction, it was easy to hurt their own people!

It was precisely because of this that Wang Zifeng directly used the immortal footwork Tianluo Bu, which he had just used in the past two days, to flash from the spot to the middle of the Crazy Knife Team.

"Suffer death!"

Wang Zifeng completely belongs to the type of quiet and moving like a rabbit.

When he doesn't move, he looks polite and harmless, but once he moves, it's like a thunderbolt, and it's fast.

In his previous life, although the Tianluo Bu that he relied on to crisscross the immortal realm had not yet fully exerted its maximum power, it had already made the members of the Crazy Knife Team unable to parry.

The last moment it was clearly in front of him, and he felt that he could be slashed with a single swing of the knife, but the next moment it had turned to his back, and the swing of that knife would only slash his companion's head...... How many people do you think can hold on to such a fight?

"Everyone, be careful, get your hands dirty!"

There were people screaming, and people screaming and falling.

Among these people who fell, half of them were injured by mistake under their own knives, and only seven or eight people were really put down by Wang Zifeng.

Rao is like this, he has also become a demon in the eyes of the Crazy Knife Team, the sneer on the corner of his lips seems to be a call from hell, the cold eyes make people shudder, and the ghostly figure makes the members of the Crazy Knife Team even more frightened.

If it weren't for the usual strict training and strict discipline, I am afraid that it would have been scattered in a hurry.

"Live...... Stop!" Seeing that it was not a way to go on like this, the strong man who led the way finally had the idea of retreating.

Hearing his order, the mad team was furious and quickly stopped attacking.

Wang Zifeng jumped out of the circle a few times, and looked at him with a smile, "What, don't teach me a lesson?" Come on, go on, I haven't had enough fun." ”

The strong man grinned, and said in his heart that you are really unkind to his grandmother, obviously so powerful, you have to pretend to be as harmless as Xiaoshou, this time you can make Lao Tzu miserable!

said toughly: "What do you know, tonight is my woman's birthday, the time is almost up, let's do this today, and I will come to you to settle accounts when I have time." Let's go!"