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squeezed in their hearts to get resentful, and they were arrogant and domineering to the emperor, and they all hated it to the core.

Of course, they didn't have a kind heart to eliminate harm for the world, otherwise they wouldn't have joined the ranks of snatching Ye Ning's broken sword. The reason why they targeted the emperor was that the emperor had a holiday with them.

This is the old saying: secretly eat secret, dog eats dog!

No matter who wins or loses, it is a very happy thing for the people of the world.

Hua An and the old watermelon farmer had a long sword and a short knife, with a sharp whistling sound, and attacked the emperor in two ways.

The two immediately gave up entanglement with Hua'an's men and came to resist.

Of course, these subordinates will not let go of this kind of opportunity, although it is not good to kill people behind their backs, it is very practical!

Seeing that his companion was in trouble, he hurriedly came to the rescue, so Hua Ande's men chased after him for a while.

The scene is getting more and more chaotic, but the number of people is getting smaller and smaller.

The number of people lost on both sides is much the same.

It's just that although the number of people is smaller, the intensity has increased.

It's close to madness, red-eyed, hot-headed, and intense.

The battle continues, and everyone has to wear a lot. But compared to this group of people who don't know the pain, Hua'an is a little frightened.

After all, these are not people, this is a group of animals! a group of animals who don't know why they are happy in life and why they are in death!

In contrast, these Hua Ander's subordinates are obviously at a disadvantage.

The most taboo thing in battle is to be cowardly before fighting.

Confidence is a key factor in victory. What, in the face of this group of opponents who are like machines, who is it, it is also such a headache.

Losing confidence means losing more than half of them! Besides, they have to be equally strong!

The battle went on like a storm. What is this a tragic situation! Hua Ande's men have no will to fight against this group of machines.

What they paid for it, but they had to leave the world forever.

Emperor Mian faced Hua'an and the old watermelon farmer alone, and he had reached a state of dying struggle. When it came to the torn space, there was a tyrannical aura, and the transparent air was dyed bright red by patches of blood.

Hua'an's long sword feinted to attack the emperor's abdomen, and the long sword walked lightly like a swimming snake, swirling and powerful. On the one hand, the old watermelon farmer suddenly made a killing move, a short knife that was short but played to the fullest, and slashed from the emperor's chest to the emperor's neck.

The emperor's face was shocked, but his subordinates were not chaotic, and his body hurriedly retreated.

But the emperor faced two people! And each of them had the same strength as himself.

Hua An saw that the emperor was retreating, and the feint attack just now instantly turned into a killing move, and he chased straight down, sinking under the sword, and attacked the emperor's legs.

Emperor Mian resisted the fatal attack of the old watermelon farmer, but he was also powerless to care about Hua'an's attack.

The emperor's face was in a cold sweat, thinking that this is bad!

At this critical moment, this batch has arrived!

Hua An's subordinates lost psychologically, and in a very short period of time, only three people were slaughtered by this batch.

Seeing that the master was in trouble, he left five people to deal with Hua Ande's men. The rest of the people all joined in the fight against Hua'an and Emperor Miande.

"Bang dang!"

An old watermelon farmer who separated the watermelon with a long sword got a short knife, bought time for the emperor, and won the opportunity. However, after all, the strength of the opponent was too weak, and the long sword was broken by the inertia of the old watermelon farmer......

The old watermelon farmer saw that the time for victory was coming, but he was blocked. The heart was furious, his right arm was raised, the short knife was like a hammer, with a cold light, and the sound of "whirring" was loud, and it smashed into the chest!

"Poof!" ......

Blood spurted from the man's mouth, a bright red liquid that spilled red across the sky.

The emperor swung his sword to face Hua'an, and his heart was even more angry, he had cultivated it for decades, and today he was almost harmed by Hua'an and the old watermelon farmer.

After a few inhalation times, Hua'an is subordinates have been completely wiped out by these machines.

Compared to the anger of the emperor, Hua An's anger will not be less!15

"Emperor Mian, you dog offal, today we will settle all the previous grievances and grievances!" Hua An roared, but there was no intention of letting go of this batch around him.

"Go and kill the watermelon guy for me!" the emperor ordered in a hurry.

This group turned around the old watermelon farmers, and more than a dozen old watermelon farmers fought together.

"Hua'an, we've been separated for thirty years, right? In the past, no matter who was wrong or who was right, today it is as you wish, and it is time to have an understanding. The emperor looked at Hua An and said coldly, "I have removed my subordinates, let's fight happily today!"

"Very good!" Hua An said lightly, but in his gentle tone, there was a murderous and angry implication, and it was obvious to grit his teeth.

Hua'an's long sword was horizontal, his body was short, and his whole body was full of spiritual power, and he flew towards the emperor's face.

The emperor was also not pretentious, and the long sword in his hand gradually made a "buzzing" sound, and the sword body trembled so much that he waited quietly for Hua An to get it......

Just when the group was in the middle of the fight, the three figures quietly sneaked into the martial arts gate.

Inside the secret room, Ye Ning was cultivating silently, preparing for the end of the battle outside, waiting for the emperor to vent his habits.

Suddenly, the breath of the three came into Ye Ning's spiritual sense.

"Huh, it's them?" Ye Ning slowly opened his red eyelids, and a smile appeared on his handsome but somewhat dirty face.

In the Martial Sword Gate, in addition to the people who are participating in the battle and have won the emperor-level great power level, the people with lower strength led by Qinglong have to wait and watch from afar......

They are powerless! This is the battle of the emperor's power! This is the level they envy! This is the fight of their inferiority because they want to help!

"Not good, someone infiltrated ......"

Qinglong, who was watching the battle, suddenly said to everyone.

The green dragon is the protector of the Dharma, and in terms of winning people, this is the existence of the leader.

Everyone looked at Qinglong suspiciously, and they all showed a confused look.

"Come with me!" Qinglong immediately said to his subordinates.

After Qinglong and the others turned around seven times and eight times, they came to the front of these three people who were like headless flies.

Standing in front of Qinglongde were two men and a woman, one of the boys looked calm, not frightened at all, and had a faint smile on his face; the second boy had a serious face, and there was a hint of sarcasm in the corners of his eyes; this girl was a little panicked, as if the little rabbit had met a strange human.

These three people are Zheng Shuang, Lin Liangzhi and Guo Biting sent by Fengtian!

Zheng Shuang is a king-level powerful half-king with strength, if something unpleasant happens, how can he deal with the Qinglong; Lin Liangzhi is a general-level half-king with strength, and naturally how can he deal with these Qinglong's subordinates to get some minions below the general level; on the contrary, Guo Biting is the weakest one among them, and his strength is only at the king-level powerful general.

"Senior sister, you continue to look for Ye Ning, here is me and senior brother. ”

Zheng Shuang said softly, not taking Qinglong and the others in his eyes at all.

Guo Biting agreed, and wanted to turn around and leave.

"Leave the guests behind!" Qinglong gave an order, and several people immediately appeared behind Guo Biting, looking at her with different expressions. In the midst of the defense, there is naturally no lack of light and thin eyes.

"Who is Your Excellency? When you enter my martial arts door, you don't say hello? "Qinglong is the protector of the Dharma after all, he is well-informed, at this time, Emperor Mian and the others are fighting fiercely, he is already very angry if he can't intervene, and now that someone has broken in, he will never let them behave rudely.

Qinglong didn't dare to be careless at this time, he was afraid that there would be ambushes nearby, just like the three old watermelon farmers in front of him. If he can not make a move, it is naturally the best policy, if he makes a move, on the plate of the martial sword gate, he Qinglong will naturally not retreat.

"Fengtian faction! On the order of the sect master of the family, I came to rescue Ye Ning, who was captured by you and others. Zheng Shuang didn't hide it, staring at Qinglong with no fear in his eyes.

Zheng Shuang knew even more that there was no need to be afraid of the Martial Sword Gate at this time, because the Martial Sword Gate was facing a battle close to destroying the Gate at this time, and I was afraid that there would be no extra energy to make enemies again.

Qinglong carefully examined Zheng Shuangde's facial expression, and said with a light smile: "First of all, I don't know where Your Excellency heard the rumor that Ye Ning is in my martial arts sect. Don't fall for some well-intentioned people who have to provoke them. Secondly, my Martial Sword Sect has always had peaceful exchanges with your sect, and there is no hatred or unhappiness. I don't know why the little brother is so sneaky, don't you know that it is better to visit in the open?"

Qinglong said a pun, and asked together to test and establish his prestige.

Zheng Shuang smiled, looked at Qinglong's men with disdain, closed his eyelids, and sighed lightly: "Hey! Since the Martial Sword Sect faction was removed by Ye Ning from three of the four protectors, and the Martial Sword Sect has served, I'm afraid there aren't many left, right?"

Looking at Qinglong's unsightly face, Zheng Shuang did not stop and continued: "In the past, our two factions did not have a festival, but what you did at the door of the Ningmo City Inn has long caused the disdain of the martial arts people, and it is the object of all hot-blooded people. How can I sit idly by and ignore the fact that I am a faction of heaven to uphold the mandate of heaven and maintain the peace of the armed forces?

Qinglong's face turned from undesirable to red, and he looked at Zheng Shuang angrily, and there was still a trace of disdain in his eyes, "Aren't you also present tonight? Speaking in a high-sounding manner, don't you also want to covet the broken sword? Who do you think you are? Reincarnate Guanyin? If you can't get the broken sword, you want to try my martial sword gate, and you are also too deceitful!"

Zheng Shuang sneered, but didn't say anything, because he knew that it was useless to explain more. What else is there to explain to a person who is about to be wiped out? Although Zheng Shuang is sure that he can rely on his three-inch tongue to force Qinglong to be speechless, he is not in the mood now. Because he got the emperor's face in mid-air, he didn't know when he would end the battle.

Now looking at Hua'an and the old watermelon farmer, although they are fighting to a draw with the emperor on the surface, everyone can see that after a long time, there will be more people and more people to gain the upper hand in the martial arts gate.

Of course, Qinglong also understands this reason, so he has always wanted to delay time, in case the current battle will cause greater losses. Second, he was even more reluctant to see the Martial Sword Sect set up more enemies, and now although the Martial Sword Sect may be able to barely survive the difficulties, this is also the price of survival in name only.

Now the Martial Sword Sect is not willing to offend even an idle hermit, let alone a deep foundation that is so deep that it is the Fengtian Sect. 16

"Less nonsense, either hand over Ye Ning, or ......"

Zheng Shuang let out a dark big knife, the blade was three and a half feet long, and the handle was as thick as an arm. But the big knife stopped firmly in the palm of Zheng Shuang's hand. Zheng Shuang's words are very clear, either hand over or fight.

Seeing this, Lin Liangzhi also showed a mace, and the steel thorns were like thorns on a hedgehog's body, hideous and terrifying.

Guo Biting held an ordinary long sword, glowing silver and cold, with a gurgling sound on the sword.

As soon as Qinglong and other martial arts men saw the other party's posture, they naturally would not be weak, and they brushed together to show the characteristics of the martial arts gate...... All of them have a big ring knife.

Qinglong also slowly pulled out his weapon, but Zheng Shuang was quite surprised. I saw that Qinglong was not using a big ring knife, but a long and narrow war knife! The appearance of the war knife was a little similar to Ye Feihong's war knife.

The head of the four protectors has been staying at the Wudao Gate, and he is the most proud subordinate of the emperor. After thinking about it, Zheng Shuang also naturally understood. Qinglong has been specially "taken care of" by the emperor, how can he use the weapons he is good at, and he is also the only person below the emperor's power.

"Senior sister, you don't have to worry about it here, go find Ye Ning. Zheng Shuang clenched the handle of the knife and said to Guo Biting.

"I see. Guo Biting turned her back to Zheng Shuang and Lin Liangzhi, and said to Zheng Shuang to a few little minions in front of her.

"Kill!" ......

Qinglong gave an order, and everyone ordered Zheng Shuang and the other three.

Guo Biting wanted to find Ye Ning, but the people of the Martial Sword Sect would not let her go so easily.

Looking for Ye Ning may not only be arranged by Zheng Shuang, but I am afraid that in her heart, she also thinks so.

Qinglong came directly at Zheng Shuang, and the battle knife in his hand took Zheng Shuang's head directly.

Zheng Shuang fought and retreated, he didn't really have to retreat, but now that the scene had just begun, he wanted to make this chaotic scene even more turbid.

The whole surface had to be fought, and it was divided into three parts. Zheng Shuang and Qinglong together, Lin Liangzhi and some minions with higher strength, Guo Biting faced several masters with similar strength to her, although she was not in the mood to fight, but when she did not get out, she was also helpless.

In the secret room, Ye Ning was a little surprised, they actually came to save themselves?

Ye Ning reacted reflexively, naturally he didn't believe it. Who can guarantee that this is not escaping the wolf's den and entering the tiger's den?

Although, if Ye Ning could go out of the secret room, he would naturally not take Zheng Shuang and the others in his eyes.

Why is there no evidence to prove that people are greedy for their own broken swords, how can they refuse people to be thousands of miles away?

Ye Ning just paid attention to all this coldly, and his face didn't change much.

In the past few days, he has figured out one thing, people in the world live for themselves. There's no need to bother with these things that you don't know yet.

Ye Ning slowly closed his eyes and fell into a deep silence.

In mid-air, Emperor Mian and the others were fighting in the middle of the battle, and they didn't have any extra thoughts to pay attention to the things below. In other words, they don't dare to be distracted to pay attention to other things, facing opponents who are equal to their own strength, and a loss of mind is the price of death.

On the other hand, on the side of the old watermelon farmers, the situation is not optimistic.

Although the old watermelon farmer is stronger than this batch, but the other party is outnumbered, and it is completely a way of playing without killing and only attacking and not defending, the old watermelon farmer has no solution for a while, and slowly fell into a strange situation.

However, this style of play is a great advantage for this batch. They are like machines that are tired and painless, and unless they are allowed to die, they will drain every drop of blood from their bodies and fight to the end.

The old watermelon farmer had to consume his physical strength a little bit, and he slowly got the upper hand.

However, after all, he is a king-level powerhouse, this is the pinnacle between heaven and earth, and in terms of experience and skill alone, he is far too much higher.

Although he was tired and at a disadvantage, he had to eliminate them one by one and try to make up for the situation of failure.

What's more, in front of the old watermelon farmer with fading spiritual power, there are still dozens of machines that are tireless and painless.

Dozens of old watermelon farmers surrounded them, without a single gap or respite. Unless the machines die, as if they were running low on fuel, they will attack as wildly as they always have.

Rao is a powerful and powerful man like an old watermelon farmer, and he is also a headache in the face of such an opponent. You can only seize the opportunity one by one and solve each other.

However, he had to be more colorful from the original fight with the emperor, and now it is even more.

Coupled with the lack of physical strength, the old watermelon farmer was even a little desperate.

In the blink of an eye, these batches were removed by the old watermelon farmer, but the price was the old watermelon farmer, who held the knife and had his right arm left to be slashed with a sword.

Sensen's bones leaked out of his clothes through the muscles in his blood.

The old watermelon farmer's face was pale, his lips trembled slightly, and the beads of sweat dripped from his forehead.

Well, this group did not give him any time to rest, including the death of his companions, which was still a natural thing in their eyes. The indifferent eyes still did not have any color, and the crazy attack did not fall at all. 17

He, this is exactly what the old watermelon farmers are afraid of.

The face was expressionless, and the brushes were doing mechanical movements. It's a numbing trick, but it's extremely flexible.

Attack, attack, attack!

When the old watermelon farmer fought hard again, killed three, and returned another sword in his abdomen, he couldn't raise half of his strength.

The mechanical attack continued, and the old watermelon farmer tried to raise his arm, but in vain.