The city is brightly lit at night, and they use a special lamp that can light up a night, so there is no gloomy feeling in the whole city. It's just that when they saw the lights of the city, the Yanhuang people didn't have anything to do anymore, and when they heard such exciting news, they really couldn't help but kill people now.

As the night deepened, the Yanhuang people also wanted to find a place to rest, and they couldn't always wander around the street, just when they were about to go to the hotel to rest, a group of about two hundred people came from the opposite side of the street, and saw that a considerable part of this group of people was fierce and vicious, and there were weapons on their bodies, and the leader was about thirty years old, and the most remembered thing was his pair of eyes, which turned around on the woman's body, so that people forgot the cyan birthmark on his face when they saw his eyes.

At this time, there were not many pedestrians on the street, but when they saw this group of people, all the pedestrians on the street fled without their lives, and some of them whispered as they ran: "The blue-faced ghost is coming, run." ”

Huang Zhiyuan stretched out his hand to grab the arm of a running man and asked, "Who is the blue-faced ghost?" "God, you don't run yet, run quickly, don't hold me." "This man struggled hard, but what about the struggles then?" you answer my question first. "The blue-faced ghost is the young master of the Paul slave group, and his son is the master of the Paul slave group, Ka Paul, who specializes in helping the city hosts, and has heard that the city master holds a hundred beauty banquets, and the blue-faced ghost will bring people out to find beautiful women, none of these beauties fall into his hands, none of them will end well, and they will be humiliated by him first and then eaten. Seeing that he couldn't break free, the man could only answer.

Huang Zhiyuan let go of his hand, and the man ran away without a trace. Huang Tiehai suppressed the anger in his heart and said, "It's not suitable for us to do anything with them for the time being, and we'll talk about it in two days." "Everyone else agrees that if you really want to carry out a major purge in Kaiyang Star, then it is a matter of startling the snake to do it now.

It's just that it's not that the Yanhuang people don't want to do it, although the Yanhuang people are wearing makeup, but they are all people with outstanding appearance, and the makeup will not make them too ugly, especially the daughter's family, who makes the daughter's family love beauty? Therefore, the fifty Yanhuang women, including Gong Shaomei, look beautiful in any aspect.

The blue-faced ghost saw a group of people from the Yanhuang clan, and when he looked at it again, there was no energy fluctuation in this group of people, thinking that this was a group of people who had not cultivated, so his eyes brightened even more, and he waved his right hand and shouted: "Give it to me." The more than 200 people behind him raised their weapons, spread out left and right, and outflanked a group of people from the Yanhuang clan.

Huang Tiehai sighed: "The king of Hades is destined to die in the third watch, who dares to keep people until the fifth watch?" If the other party doesn't come to provoke them, then Huang Tiehai will temporarily endure it for a day or two, but the other party is already about to attack them, so what else is there to say?

One of the bodyguards next to the blue-faced ghost smiled and said, "You bastards be careful, don't hurt the beauty, the young master despises the beauty very much." "Uncle Liluo, rest assured, we promise to pity these beauties." "What good people will be there under the master of the pervert?

Huang Tiehai said: "You're welcome, kill it, for these scumbags, one less death is a good thing for human beings, not a bad thing." "The people of the clan have been waiting for Huang Tiehai's order for a long time. Now that he heard Huang Tiehai's order, he could still bear it at that time?

The strength of this large group of slave group is only between the fourth and fifth levels, and very few have reached the strength of the sixth level, in terms of the standard of Kaiyang Star, the martial god is equivalent to the strength of the thirteenth level of the Yanhuang clan, the martial saint is ten to twelve levels, the martial emperor is eight to ten levels, the martial king is the strength of seven to eight levels, and the martial artist is the strength of five to six levels, most of these people are martial arts and below the strength of the martial arts level, in contrast, the lowest strength of the Yanhuang people is eight levels, plus the various magical spells and various magic weapons of the Yanhuang clan, there is no way to compare the combat effectiveness of the two sides。

More than a dozen flying swords flew up, twisted in the air, and more than a dozen sword lights flashed, and all the heads of this group of slaves had already landed. For these people, there is no need for the Yanhuang people to keep their hands, eliminating evil is to promote good, this sentence is one of the truths, and they have always remembered it.

The blue-faced ghost and the others were frightened by this sudden change, and in the blink of an eye, more than 200 people were all flying in mid-air, what the hell is going on. After all, Uncle Liluo saw a lot of things, although he was also stunned for a moment, but he immediately came back to his senses, and without thinking about it, he took out something from his arms that he didn't know what to do, and released it, and a firework rose into the sky, which should be a signal for help.

Of course, Huang Tiehai can knock down this signal with a wave of his hand, but since the matter has already made a big fuss, then simply open up and make trouble, and if you want to kill, you can kill a river of blood. Therefore, he did not knock down this distress signal, he was waiting, waiting for Kapaul and others to come and die.

After the distress signal was released, Huang Zhiyuan had already flown over, ready to catch the blue-faced ghost. The two bodyguards around the blue-faced ghost have the strength of level eight, which is the strength of the Martial King, and the two of them shot together, in their opinion, although the strength of these people is strong, but even one person will not be the opponent of the two Martial Kings.

Huang Zhiyuan's weapon is a short knife with a length of one foot and eight inches, and it is also a weapon that belongs to the spirit treasure level, but it is limited to his own ninth-level strength, and his attack power is not strong, of course, this is not strong for the Yanhuang people, his strongest attack power is only to reach level twelve, and ordinary attacks are also at the level of eleventh level, and others are eight zhang away, and he slashed towards the two bodyguards with one knife.

One of the two bodyguards used a big sword, the other used a stick, saw the knife light split, and hurriedly parried with the weapon in their hand, they could see that the other party's attack was very strong, but they didn't know that the other party's weapon was very sharp, the sword was light, the big sword and the root were broken in two, and the sharpness of the Lingbao-level weapon was incomparable to these ordinary weapons, so with a slash, the weapon was cut off.

The two bodyguards were shocked, their bodies flashed to the left and right, and finally dodged the fatal knife, but Huang Zhiyuan's left palm had already arrived, and his left palm was palmed in the air, hitting the Uncle Liluo, and with another wave of the knife in his right hand, he had already slashed at another bodyguard.

Li Luo saw the other party just waved his palm, I don't know why, before he could understand, a huge force had already hit his face, and as a result, his head turned into a rotten watermelon, which was violently exploded by Huang Zhiyuan's palm power, and the minced meat flew everywhere. The other bodyguard was not much better, Huang Zhiyuan's knife was too fast, and by the time he reacted, the knife light had already slashed into his left shoulder, and the right flank slashed out, cutting him in half, the blade passed, and blood splashed, this bodyguard's body was originally moved to the left, because the body was broken in half, and the lower body also moved two steps to the left, but the upper body broke away from the lower body and fell to the ground, he felt a strong pain, but he couldn't die quickly, but he didn't lose his breath for a while, and he was screaming.

The blue-faced ghost was completely stupid this time, he was vicious, but his strength was only at the sixth-level level, seeing that the bodyguards of the strength of the two martial kings had been killed in just two faces, it was not stupid, he wanted to run when he turned around, but when he turned around, Huang Zhiyuan's big hand had already grabbed his neck, making him unable to move.

Although the blue-faced ghost was grabbed by the neck, he could still speak, shouting: "If you dare to kill me, I will not let you go, and if you are smart, let me go, otherwise, when my father comes, you will die." Huang Zhiyuan sneered and said, "Okay, just wait for your father to come, and kill you when he comes." ”

Gong Shaomei said: "Brother Hai, this time I'm afraid that even the city defense army will be dispatched, although the two of us are not afraid, but they are still too weak after all." "Hmm, order nearby troops to come and support. Huang Tiehai naturally heard his wife's voice, if it was just the couple of them, then no matter how many enemies came, they would not be afraid, but, with such a group of little ghosts, maybe there would be any casualties, and there would be nothing if he was injured, if he hung up one, would he Huang Tiehai still have face to see people in the future? Of course, if the couple of them go on a killing spree, they will be able to save these little ghosts, but those who have cultivated to their point will generally not kill in the face of those low-level opponents, so it is better to ask for support.

Soon, in just a few minutes, countless people had appeared at both ends of the street, all of them grabbed weapons, looking at the marks on their bodies, it was obvious that they were members of Paul's slave group, and Kapaul was walking from the opposite side, seeing that he was disheveled, he should have gotten up from the bed, his son had an accident, more than 200 of his men were slaughtered, and he had to get up from the bed even if he was holding a woman and making love.

Seeing his son being grabbed by Huang Wuyuan's neck, Kapaul said in a deep voice, "Friend, let go of my son." "Yes. Huang Zhiyuan gently spit out two words, added two points of force to his left hand, and there was a click on the neck of the blue-faced ghost, the neck bone had been broken, and the facial features were bleeding, and he was not alive. "Your son said we'd be dead when you came, and now I'm going to see if we're really dead. ”

Kapaul's face was ugly, his son was dead, and the other party actually said such ugly words, he didn't need to say anything more, he waved his hand and shouted: "Up." "The men of Paul's slave regiment began to attack, and more than a thousand people attacked the Yanhuang people.

Of course, Huang Tiehai didn't need to command such a small battle, Liu Zhizhao ordered: "The first team is responsible for the front, the second team is responsible for the back, and the third team is responsible for support." Watch out for your opponent's ranged attacks. "Ninety-eight Yanhuang warriors quickly divided into three teams according to the usual battle queue, and the spirit treasure in their hands flew out of the army and slaughtered the enemy.

Flying swords, heads flying, magic weapons falling, corpses and bones are gone, palms are thundering, electric fire, fire dragons are out, dragons are soaring in all directions, people everywhere they pass are charred, in the face of the strength of the Yanhuang warriors, the usual prestige and blessing of the Paul slave group is definitely hit by the iron plate this time, with their strength, how can they pose the slightest threat to the Yanhuang warriors?

The only threat was the two hundred archers, who fired their bows and arrows from a distance, but the warriors of the third team flew their swords together, and the arrows were cut off in mid-air, so they did not pose a threat at all. A battle that is not on the same level is a massacre, a bloody massacre.