"Kill someone, kill someone?" Zhu Yuanzhang didn't react for a while. I didn't expect Ye Wei to say that the wind is the rain, there is no plan, and no strategy is to do it.

"Nonsense, of course it's the people of the Haisha Gang!" Ye Wei didn't wait for Zhu Yuanzhang to come back to his senses, and asked again, "Where is the helm of the Haisha Gang?"

"The helmsman of the Haisha Gang?" Xu Da gasped, he thought that the Golden Lion King was going to destroy a certain stronghold of the Haisha Gang to vent his anger, how did he know that he was going to attack the helm of the Haisha Gang!

"Father-in-law," Zhu Yuanzhang stopped when he wanted to speak, "There are 200 swordsmen stationed at the helm of the Haisha Gang, and there are thousands of people waiting for help at any time. ”

"Did I say that the disciples of the Flood Banner should go up and send them to death?"

"Who doesn't go up the flood flag?"

"I!" Ye Wei drummed the golden light of the immortal golden body, and he was angry with a momentum like a brilliant sun, blocking Zhu Yuanzhang's words of admonition in his stomach, "Lead the way!"

"I'll lead the way!" Xu Da came out of the crowd and rushed out of the door, "Brothers, copy the guys! Follow the Lion King to pick the helm of the Haisha Gang! Avenge the dead brothers!"

"Revenge!

"Picked the Sea Sand Gang!"

Half a day later, the Taizhou Haisha Gang was at the helm.

The disciples of the Haisha Gang had already received the news of the attack of the Mingjiao Flood Banner, and the two hundred disciples who were resident at the helm each had a stainless steel broadsword, so they could wait in array at the gate. In addition, hundreds of disciples who were working in the Yantian overseers put down their work and rushed to the helm.

Li Bosheng, the deputy gang leader, stood behind the crowd and was arrogant: "Hahaha, the wastes of the Flood Banner, do you still dare to come back?

"Li Bosheng, the Golden Retriever Lion King is here," On the side of the Ming Sect, there are more than a hundred Flood Banner disciples with water dragon water guns, and their momentum is also good, and Xu Da next to Ye Wei has a good momentum: "Now give you one last chance, hand over the murderer who poisoned my disciples, kneel down and surrender, I can spare you from death!"

"Phew, the Golden Retriever Lion King, it's a fart in front of hundreds of my Haisha Gang disciples!" As the Haisha Gang was thriving, Li Bosheng, who had been beaten by the Heavenly Eagle Sect back then, had already swelled.

The disciples of the Haisha Gang followed suit and sneered, and the people on the Ming Sect side were angry.

I saw Li Bosheng speaking arrogantly: "I advise you to surrender the inland river route obediently, maybe I will be in a good mood and spare you-"

Bang –

Li Bosheng's head exploded into a bunch of fireworks.

"Kill!"

Ye Wei didn't expect Li Bosheng to be so inflated before, so Li Bosheng said one more word.

Ye Wei is here to kill people, how can he be in the mood to listen to Li Bosheng's nonsense?

Ye Wei, who had no light skills, carried the dragon slaying knife and strode into the encirclement of the disciples of the Haisha Gang.

What Ye Wei didn't expect was that this group of seemingly fierce Haisha Gang disciples, when they saw Ye Wei rushing over, their first reaction was to reach out and spill a lot of poisonous salt?

Poisonous salt blocked Ye Wei's path like a blizzard.

"Lion King be careful!" Xu Da reminded Ye Wei with a worried face.

The Haisha Gang has a lot of money, and it never spares any effort to make poisonous salt, and every time it fights, it is the poisonous salt that opens the way, and the poisonous salt flies all over the sky, and the water attack that the flood flag is best at often hits before it is played. I don't know how many of the Flood Banner disciples were injured by the poisonous salt of the Haisha Gang.

"Boring!" Ye Wei didn't dodge or dodge, the true qi of the body protection exploded, the poisonous salt fell on the surface of the body, and he was instantly shaken away, and he was alone, and went straight to the sea sand gang knife formation.

It wasn't until he rushed into the knife formation that Ye Wei discovered that the Haisha Gang was extraordinary now.

The disciples of the Haisha Gang each have a stainless steel broadsword, and they are playing the violent and ruthless Five Tigers Breaking the Door, the movements are neat and uniform, and there is a faint military formation, and the attack and killing are invincible in the white-knuckle battle.

Seeing that the "Golden Retriever Lion King" was not affected by the poisonous salt at all, the disciples of the Haisha Gang silently unfolded the formation, in the shape of a pocket, faintly surrounded the "Golden Retriever Lion King" in the center, and saw that the Golden Retriever Lion King did not dodge or dodge and went straight into the set, and more than a dozen disciples in front of him rushed up!

In the flash of gold, the "Golden Lion King" was added by the blade.

With a wave of the horizontal knife, the dragon slaying knife passed by, and the three Haisha Gang disciples in front of him were cut in two by Ye Wei with knives.

Seeing that Li Bosheng, the deputy gang leader, said that death would be death, and the disciples under his command were unmoved, but did not hurriedly form a pocket formation to prepare to besiege and kill him, Ye Wei couldn't help but sigh: "It seems that there are capable people in the Haisha Gang, and it is worthy of being a sect that can still escape from the top of the light in the future." ”

After coming to a conclusion, Ye Wei was even more excited: "This is suitable for me to practice boxing!"

In the horrified eyes of the disciples of the Flood Banner, Ye Wei hung the dragon slaying knife behind his back.

The atmosphere of the five elements regulates yin and yang, hurts the heart and lungs, destroys the liver and intestines, hides the essence and is frustrated in a trance, and the three Jiao Qi are against the soul and flying!

Feeling the vibration of the strength in his body, Ye Wei began to swing his fist.

Ye Wei's dragon slaying knife was hung up, and the disciples of the Haisha Gang rushed up.

If you ignore the true qi of the body, Ye Wei is tall and big, except for the protection behind the dragon slaying knife, the whole body can be regarded as an attack area. Ye Wei hadn't raised his hand yet. Four knives were slashed at the legs, two ankles, and two knees, all from the side. There were also two big knives stabbed at Ye Wei's abdomen side by side, and two knives went straight to Ye Wei's arm from top to bottom.

Ignoring the attack from the neck down, Ye Wei stretched out his hand and hugged it, smashed the two big knives on his arm, shouted loudly, and his beard was all open, and he used the Seven Wounds Fist to make a final decision, and the left and right fists were continuously struck, and the power was unparalleled.

The chest of the Haisha Gang disciple who was hit by Ye Wei's left hand was twisted, and his flesh and bones were shattered, and he died on the spot. After the disciple hit the disciple with a punch with his right hand, he clutched his chest suspiciously, looked at himself "unharmed", looked puzzled, and then a mouthful of blood gushed up his throat, standing and dying.

The eight disciples who besieged Ye Wei went to two, and the remaining six Haisha Gang disciples did not break Ye Wei's body protection true qi, but these six disciples did not give up, and still persevered in slashing their legs and stabbing people.

In a dinging sound, Ye Wei suddenly squatted down.

Roar –

The lion's roar at close range frantically shook the eardrums of the six people in front of him. The magic sound poured into their ears, the six people rolled their eyes in anger, and the seven were bleeding, and they had to put down the knives in their hands.

Ye Wei's fist as big as a casserole fell from the sky, like a whack-a-mole, smashing the heads of the six people in front of him into the stomach.

After only a few breaths, Ye Wei had already killed a dozen people from the Haisha Gang. The Flood Banner disciples who were watching the battle through the poisonous salt array that had not dissipated had already begun to cheer.

"The Lion King is mighty!"

What Ye Wei didn't know was that his own might actually made Peng Yingyu faintly heartbroken: "I taught the throne of King Ming to be vacant for more than ten years, Yang Xiao is obedient, the Eagle King is yin, Wei Yixiao is embarrassed, and they are not suitable candidates." I, Monk Peng, supported my apprentice Zhou Ziwang, why didn't I give up on myself? I thought I would be disappointed again when I contacted the Lion King this time, but I didn't expect that the Lion King's gestures seemed to be in the sky, and the momentum was magnificent, but it was not the Ming King that my Monk Peng wanted?