Although, even if these Blackwater Gang members didn't know about this Hongmen Banquet, they thought it was an ordinary gathering.

But under Zhu Ke's intentional arrangement, the Blackwater Gang in this hall was carefully selected.

One by one, they are all ruthless characters who are well versed in martial arts and have lives in their hands!

In addition, the dishes are over five flavors, and the spirits are courageous, and one by one they use the spirit of wine to kill and go!

For a time, all kinds of eighteen kinds of weapons were played in the hands of many Blackwater Gangs!

Let's see the two men at the head, one holding a copper-colored axe, and the other throwing a thorn meteor hammer, shouting and killing Yu Chen!

But just as the deadly blade was about to fall on the head-harvester.

In the eyes of the two, they suddenly lost the figure in front of them.

When they looked at it again, the grimace of crying and laughing was already in front of them!

Poof!

Poof!

I saw that Yu Chen's body was like a ghost, and he approached in a flash, his hands were like iron casting, and he poked into the chests of the two!

Pulled out!

Blood Blossoms!

I only looked at the two corpses with horror in their eyes, and they fell weakly!

When the predecessors fall, the descendants pick up!

There were four or five more sturdy men, and the swords in their hands were raised high, tearing through the air, and falling towards Yu Chen's head!

Yu Chen stretched out his right hand, and the pale flesh pierced through the flesh, and the terrifying blade like a spine fell into his hand!

Swish!

Sweep forward!

I saw five great heads flying up one after another, and the thin blood flowers bloomed, pouring down like rain!

The blood of his companions made more Blackwater Gang fearful, but it also stimulated their bloodiness even more!

Attack again!

But how can the terrible gap like a moat be smoothed out?

In the eyes of Zhu Ke and the middle-aged man in the Taoist robe in the hall, the figure of the head-picking ghost is like a real ghost, tossing and turning in the crowd and the sword soldiers!

Everywhere he passed, the hideous and terrifying bone sword swayed out one after another sword flowers, bringing up one after another hideous and screaming heads, and spewing out a series of bright red fountains like pillars!

The Blackwater Gang, which was originally fierce and vicious, is now like fish and meat slaughtered on a chopping board.

The head-picking ghost raised and fell between the sword and the sword, one sword at a time, and there was no mud and water at all!

The bright red rain fell on the dark robes, on the grimace that seemed to cry and laugh, and reflected the thin figure like a ghost and god underground!

Half a pillar of incense is not enough.

Countless headless corpses had fallen all over the hall.

The unbridled blood flooded the floor of the lobby, and the smell of blood filled the room with a pungent fog, as if the air was dyed bright red.

"Ahhh Brothers, follow me! Kill him! ”

A sturdy man who was originally in the back of the position, holding an iron rod in his hand, rushed towards Yu Chen with his head stuffed!

But he suddenly found that the raging shouts and killings around him fell silent for some time.

Look up!

The heart is cold, and the scalp is numb!

It turned out that in the entire lobby, except for the cold-eyed Zhu Ke and the middle-aged man in the Taoist robe, as well as the trembling "grandma" hiding under the pillar, he was the only one left!

As for the rest of the Blackwater Gang, they were all lying in pools of blood on the ground!

The head is the head, the body is the body, and it is clearly distinguished!

At that moment, the strong man's whole body froze.

The wine is instantly sober!

He subconsciously turned his head and looked at Zhu Ke: "Second ...... 2. Master ...... Save ......"

Before he finished speaking, a cold feeling hit his neck!

Separation of the body and head!

So far, there is no one in the more than 100 fierce and vicious Blackwater Gangs.

Headless corpses lay in blood, and the only one standing was the head-harvesting ghost that had been dyed bright red.

It's like you have to wait until the end to get the best flavor.

He didn't rush to Zhu Ke and the middle-aged man in the robe, but walked to the trembling "grandma" who was hiding behind the pillar.

This woman, who looks to be in her forties, looks kind and kind, and does not see any treachery and cunning.

But it's just that it's such a woman, who deceived a girl like Zhou Xiaorui who was not deeply involved in the world to come from Defang, either going astray or dying.

Seeing the ghostly figure coming over, "Grandma" was so frightened that she trembled, and feces and urine flowed together!

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

"I ...... I'm not a Blackwater ......"

"I was captured by them......"

"That's right! They caught me too! ”

"Help me! Save me! ”

The grandmother snorted and cried, crying bitterly!

But under the grimace that seemed to be crying and laughing, only a cold question was spitted out: "Do you remember Zhou Xiaorui?" ”

At that moment, Grandma's whole person froze instantly.

I looked at the head-picker in front of me in disbelief!

I opened my mouth wide and just wanted to defend myself!

Swish!

A sharp and hideous bone sword, sliding from top to bottom!

Grandma's body is split in two from the center, and there is no corpse!

Lying in a pool of blood.

Then, Yu Chen looked at the hall, the only two figures left.

The grimace mask that was stained bright red with blood and seemed to be crying and laughing fell in the eyes of Zhu Ke and the middle-aged man in the Taoist robe.

Let both of them shudder!

In this situation, at this moment, it is called a river of blood, and the corpse is like a mountain!

And the murderer who caused this great blood debt is standing in the flesh and blood, looking at you.

- On whom, without fear?

Zhu Ke is also a sword and sword, and he has come over with strong winds and waves, but he has never seen such a purgatory-like scene on time!

"Hoo ......"

The middle-aged man in the Taoist robe let out a long breath of turbidity, and in the eyes of the head-picking ghost, a trace of fear that could not be concealed was revealed.

Although, in his and Zhu Ke's plan, the lives of these Blackwater gangsters are used to delay time.

- Otherwise, the two of them wouldn't have watched as much as they watched the excitement.

The reason for this is because they both know in their hearts that whether it is them or the Blackwater Gang who are already dead below, even if they add up and double it, they will not be the opponent of this head-picking demon!

This guy is an existence that even the chief of the Wangqi Division can kill!

But the two of them didn't expect that more than 100 elite Blackwater gangsters would not be dragged out even if they were killed!

"They're dead, so it's our turn to take our lives...... It must also be dragged until that arrives here from Tak Fang! ”

The middle-aged man in the robe took a deep breath and stepped out!

In an instant, the blood and qi surged, and the inner strength roared! Between the skin and flesh, there seems to be a river and sea boiling!

Zhu Ke also lowered his eyes and stood up, the heavy nine-ring black knife in his hand, and the momentum of the sky burst out!

"With this knife, I even killed the former No. 1 in Weishui."

"What's more, you pretending to be a ghost?"

"Head-picking imp! Death! ”

Zhu Ke's face is cold and his killing intent is soaring!

So, on a snowy night, at the killing banquet, one was the second master of Heishui, and the other was the immortal master of Wangqi.

Between the two innate realms, between the boiling blood and qi, fight the head-picking demon!