Standing at the foot of Chifeng Mountain, looking at the traceless cliffs, Kill Matt's lazy eyes finally appeared with excitement, mixed with thick eagerness.

Taking a deep breath of the aroma of grass mixed with the smell of fresh blood, Kill Matt smiled lowly: "Tonight, I don't have to look at the house, don't give it to me, don't embarrass the horse master, if not...... My thirteenth golden rod can fight evil dogs outside...... You can beat your brother even better, you know?"

No one responded, no one made a sound, only the chilling sound of killing Matt echoed in front of the small gate, but the madness that permeated everyone was enough to say it all.

"Go up the mountain, take your life! It's okay to kill, but don't destroy anything for me, this place will be ours in the future." Kill Matt casually carried the golden stick on his shoulder, pushed open the gate of the wall, and slowly climbed the steps up the mountain.

Contrary to the oppressive atmosphere outside the walled gate, there was a lively scene on Chifeng, although there was a post every 100 meters, but most of these guard disciples gathered together to gamble, shaking the dice to compare the size, and they could be heard shouting from a long distance.

Perhaps in their subconscious, they thought that no one dared to sneak attack Chifeng, so they became very relaxed, and even the most basic vigilance was lost.

Besides, once the enemy attacked, there was no one in front of the walled gate, as long as they shouted loudly, they would react immediately. The self-righteous they couldn't have imagined that Qi Thirteen's speed would be so fast, that he would shoot so quickly, and that the disciples who were guarding in front of the gate of the village would be killed the moment they had no time to call for help!

Their carelessness, their self-righteousness, led to the killing of Matt, they could sneak all the way up the mountain without knowing it.

"How many brothers are playing?" Kill Matt walked up quietly, glancing at the four Chifeng disciples who were gathering together to shake the dice.

"What? you want to play too?" one of the disciples replied casually, and the next second later, his brows furrowed, and he turned his head suddenly, "You are not a disciple of Chifeng, you are a special ......"

Before he could finish speaking, a cold golden stick was thrown in front of him, clinging to his forehead, as long as he went half a minute further, it would burst like a watermelon, and the abrupt change made this disciple stand on the spot, and he didn't know how to sweep towards the other three disciples.

The other three disciples were burying their heads in shaking the dice, and suddenly they also felt that something was wrong, but as soon as they turned around and looked up, three people had already appeared in the grass around them, each holding a sharp weapon, and they smashed towards their heads savagely without warning.

The three heads burst in an instant, blood splattered, broken bones spurted, and the three disciples died completely in a stunned state, their bodies trembling and falling unnaturally in a pool of blood.

"Do you want to live?or do you want to die?!" Kill Matt smiled evilly, glanced at the Chifeng disciple whose body was stained red by the blood of his companions, and gently tapped his head with the golden stick in his hand, like a reminder, more like a sentence of death.

"You bastard, the Second Peak Lord won't let ...... go" The disciple gritted his teeth.

"Long-winded!!!" Before he finished speaking, the golden stick in Kill Matt's hand slammed three hundred and sixty degrees under the swing of his arm, and bombarded such a disciple's head with a cold wind and wild power, not giving him a chance to urge his spiritual power to protect his head at all.

Blood splattered and his skull shattered, and the disciple stepped into the footsteps of his companions, scarlet blood staining the dice on the ground red.

"Let the brethren in the back follow, and we will go. Without looking at the four corpses on the ground, Kill Matt picked a piece of grass casually, held it to his mouth and continued to walk leisurely towards the top of the mountain, looking at him like he didn't look like he was here to kill, more like a tourist.

The battle was quick all the way, and the Chifeng disciples who were on guard along the way didn't even have time to shout, so they led someone to kill Matt and killed him cleanly, the speed was staggering, and the ruthlessness of the means was shocking.

Qi 13 and his 90 brothers used to do things like roadblocks, robbers, murders, and goods, and they were ruthless and fast enough, which was the characteristic of their work, because they couldn't be robbers if they weren't ruthless enough, and they couldn't leave quickly after killing people and goods, and now these two characteristics have been fully interpreted in them.

Along the way, all the way forward, ten sentry posts along the way, a total of forty people were killed by them unconsciously, and finally appeared on the top of the mountain after half an hour.

"Zhao Qi Zhao Feng Lord is not at home, the little brother Qi 13 came to visit, the **** stick accidentally stabbed your chrysanthemum, I'm really sorry, now I have a big gift to visit!"

Behind him were a whole ninety murderous brothers, most of them still covered in sticky blood!

"What kind of person? Do you know whose territory is this?" A roar of rage came from a house, heavy footsteps rumbled, and as the door was kicked open, a bald man walked out angrily.

And the more than thirty Chifeng junior brothers scattered around were all armed with various weapons and rushed angrily.

"It's true that you're here to die, if you can kill me, that's the best, if you can't die...... Then this is my family's master's territory, okay?" Qi Thirteen sneered softly and walked forward slowly, and the ninety people behind him slowly pressed up.

The bald man looked hideous: "A high-level handsome, with ninety people, dare to come to me arrogantly, boy, you have a very funny brain!"

Qi Yisan glanced at the bald man coldly, and snorted disdainfully: "Why don't we compare?"

"I'm afraid you won't make it!" The bald head said coldly, casually picked up the big knife of the disciple next to him, and in the next second, the big knife shook, and he walked forward, the speed became faster and faster, and then he went from walking to running, and finally directly turned into a wild run, the fierce aura increased one after another, and the surging spiritual power rose one after another.

"By the way, I forgot to tell you one thing, I killed all forty of your brothers who stood guard along the way, and this is the big gift I want to give you, do you like it?"

"Boy, you're going to die!"

"Are you in such a hurry? Hurry to get reincarnated?!Or Xiao Chrysanthemum hasn't seen my stick for a long time, lonely and empty?!" Qi Yisan's tone was very sharp, making the bald head more and more angry, and his face was even more red.

On the other hand, Qi 13 was unhurried, his right hand exerted force, and the golden stick was directly thrown into the air at a height of three meters, spinning more than a dozen times in the air, and falling back into his hand again, with accuracy like a circus juggling.

The moment the golden stick fell into his hand, Qi Yisan's lazy eyes were replaced by madness and coldness, and without saying a word, he locked his bald head and met it blatantly.

Qi Thirteen is tyrannical, bald and hideous, both of them have reached the limit of speed, the distance between each other is quickly tightened, and the big battle is about to break out!