Kill!"

The hundred-man warrior team put away the banter just now, their faces were full of surprise and hatred, and at the same time, they were also mixed with a kind of killing intent, a bloodthirsty urge to slaughter the entire Hanging Ji Pavilion.

At this time, they don't care about the Xingcheng circle, the Hong Kong City tycoon, the old man An, or even Mrs. Long, to hell with them.

Once the rabble has a direction, it no longer has the ability to think and discern.

The situation of the team weakens their brains, but at the same time enhances their actions, and at this moment, they believe that they are righteous and invincible.

Anyone who tries to stop their movements, whether it is a person or a thing, is a reactionary and should be eliminated, without reason, without reason.

They are willing to shed their last drop of blood for their current actions, without complaint or regret, and without whirlwind.

In the face of such a group of bloodshot riots, even those who are indifferent, no matter how calm they are, no matter how Taishan collapses in front of them and their faces do not change, they must not help but be moved.

For example, Xu Tianheng, Old Man An, Que Fei, Mrs. Long, etc., almost all of them stood up in an instant.

Duan Tian's face changed, he really didn't expect that abolishing Zhang Feijian would bring such a big stimulus to Zhang Feiba, nor did he expect that a abolished Zhang Feiba would actually have such a high prestige in this hundred-person martial arts team.

In a word, a hundred people charged, this is no longer loyalty, but blind obedience.

In a hurry, Duan Tian didn't care about anything else, and stepped forward, ready to meet the long live charge of the hundred-man martial arts team.

There is a group of people behind him who need to be protected, no matter how menacing the other party is, he must stand in the front without retreating, even if the blood is flowing like a river, even if he will eventually fall.

But in the same way, he has no regrets.

Beside him, several people had already gathered on the left and right to line up, Xiang Gaojun, An Jianjun, and Ye Jianxiong.

Even Ye Dong picked up the crutches that had been thrown away and held them high, although he was trembling, he resolutely did not retreat.

Although the Ma army did not rush to the front line, they also took a step forward and blocked Long Zui behind him.

A scuffle is on the verge of breaking out.

"Roaring ......"

At this moment, suddenly a voice broke through the air, like a tiger roaring and a dragon's roar, shocking people's souls.

A flash of surprise flashed on Ye Feiyang's face, and he heard the source of the voice.

One of the strongest "Shaolin 72 stunts" in the world. Under the lion's roar, it is like a thunderbolt that hears for miles, making the enemy's liver and gall cracked, and the heart is frightened, and the incredible power that shocks people's hearts.

Sure enough, under the roar, the hundred-man warrior team that was originally bloodthirsty and impulsive and ready to launch a mad charge at any time seemed to wake up all of a sudden, the chaos and blood red in their eyes receded like a tide, and a few even dropped the weapons in their hands to the ground, making a clanging sound.

Zhang Feiba also seemed to wake up at this time, but compared to Ye Feiyang's surprise, his changed face was shocked, which made him involuntarily look left and right, hoping that he had heard it wrong.

But a lot of times, it's not always so natural.

Suddenly, a white dress fluttered down, just between Duan Tian and Zhang Feiba.

The white clothes are fluttering, and there is no wind to automatic.

A white woman, with a cold face.

The aura was strong, and before she could look at the hundred-person martial arts team, several team members began to tremble all over, and even one of them went straight to the line.

"Eighth Prince?"

Zhang Feiba's face froze there for a moment, and the white woman was facing him, so he was the first person to see the face of the Eighth Prince.

Although Duan Tian could only see the back of the woman in white, the scene on the day when the Eighth Prince gave him a token and tested his skills was too shocking, and Duan Tian still recognized the identity of the other party through his back.

It is the god in the hearts of the children of the Three Disappointing Wu League, the leader of the Wu League, and the eighth prince.

Ye Jianxiong was the closest, and he also recognized it, so he quickly bowed and saluted respectfully: "Eighth Prince!"

Everyone in the medical hall couldn't help but straighten themselves up when they heard this title, even the Lady Long of the Qinglong Gate and the young master of the Vermilion Bird Gate, Que Fei, all looked at them with respectful expressions. qδ.o

Zhang Feiba's face was shocked, he never thought that the opening of the small Hanging Ji Pavilion would actually allow the Eighth Prince to come in person, this Duan Tian, where is it sacred.

He is not stupid, from his disappearance to the present, especially in the process of forming a hundred-person martial arts team, he has some understanding of what happened in Xingcheng.

It's just that he didn't expect that the Eighth Prince would actually appear here.

He originally planned that as long as Duan Tian was completely wiped out today, then he could still return to Shencheng with the hundred-man martial arts team and regain control of the Martial Alliance, and he was confident that as long as he acted quickly, those eight princes would not hold him accountable too much.

However, with the sudden appearance of the Eighth Prince today, he faintly felt the danger, a more serious danger than the last time the dantian was abolished.

"Zhang Feiba, you are so bold."

The eighth prince's face was cold, and he said coldly to Zhang Feiba: "Obviously, it is your younger brother Zhang Feihong who is reckless and provokes right and wrong, as an elder brother, not only do you usually not discipline, but you still have to force your head when the matter comes, this is the first sin."

"You bullied the weak and bullied an unknown Xingcheng small medical hall, this is the second sin."

"Ignoring the mission and ideology of the Martial Alliance, carrying the rules of the Martial Alliance, and deserving of punishment, he actually made intimidation and threatened to retaliate against the person in charge of the Eighth Prince's Order, and after being deposed of the Dantian, not only did he not reflect on his mistakes, but also entangled the general rabble, softened public order, and attempted to attack the Eighth Prince's Order, which is the third crime."

The Eighth Prince's eyes widened: "Zhang Feiba, are you guilty?"

"I ......"

Zhang Feiba had thousands of grievances in his heart, but the deterrence of the Eighth Prince was like a mountain that would be suppressed to death, and he did not dare to give birth to the idea of justification.

Yes, it was just a Eighth Prince before, so he didn't dare to refute it, and Duan Tian abolished his dantian in public.

And today, when the eighth prince is here, where can he have a little bit of resistance.

After pondering, he finally lowered his head and said nothing.

"You're a little self-aware."

The Eighth Prince glanced at Zhang Feiba, who was paralyzed on the ground like a boneless creature, and snorted coldly, without hiding his disdain on his face.

She raised her head and slowly glanced at the punch that was fierce just now, and wanted to charge at the medical hall with a hundred martial arts team, and pouted.

Suddenly, the momentum on her body skyrocketed, and the coercion belonging to the supreme powerhouse crushed towards the hundred-person martial arts team like mercury.

The warrior team was suddenly like a floating boat in the mighty sea of wind and waves, as long as the wind and waves were willing, they could be torn to pieces at any time, and finally disappeared into the sea together with the fragments.

Although there were many of them, they couldn't give birth to the slightest idea of resistance, and they all broke out in a cold sweat and were entangled all over.

"No, Eighth Prince......

Zhang Feiba sensed the thoughts of the Eighth Prince, and hurriedly raised his head and begged in an almost pleading crying voice: "Please spare the Eighth Prince, they are all innocent......

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