Mr. Yangui

Chapter 207 Chapter [-]
"Let's go, go straight to their lair in the east of the city!" Duan Long waved his hand.

The brothers below are all elites. At this moment, they are all holding up their weapons and shouting to go straight to their lair. The atmosphere is quite passionate.

Hearing that Li Wuchang had a toothache, he felt quite unnatural.

The old nest in the east of the city?really...

Although Li Wuchang was not optimistic about Duan Long's proposal, he still had to take it seriously.

He mixed with Zhao Xun and Jiang Minglun in the elite team, and planned to follow Duan Long from the west of Zhengda Street to the east, forcing Duan Long to come out for a decisive battle.

The streets lost their cleanliness in the past, and the stench of corpses and blood pierced the nostrils. Many houses on both sides were pitch black, and the wooden doors, windows and pillars left embers of the fire, which looked dilapidated.

"kill!"

The bandits are coming.

Duan Long took the lead and rushed into the oncoming bandits.

Main Street has always been the main battlefield, with the largest number of people and the most intense conflicts.

All the elites were not afraid of death, and rushed forward to fight the bandits. In a short while, many people fell down and left the world forever. The smell of blood and the sound of weapons colliding stimulated the nerves of the men, making people forget about life and death. .

Jiang Minglun rushed to the right, with a black iron knife to open the way for his comrades in arms. With one strike, four or five bandits often died. In addition, many of them were injured by the aftermath and were immediately repaired by the elite of the court.

Li Wuchang and Zhao Xun didn't use much force, they guarded Jiang Minglun's back, guarding against someone's sneak attack, occasionally making a stab.

Soon, the bandits realized that something was wrong. This time, the court's troops in Zhengda Street were much stronger than usual. They couldn't resist at all.

It didn't take long for Duan Long and his gang to attack from the west to the east, and the bandits suffered countless casualties.

Ahead is the gathering point of the bandits.

"Where is Zhu Changlong? Do you dare to come out and fight to the death?" Duan Long chopped down a bandit and shouted loudly.

"Minglun, save some energy, there will be an elite battle later." Li Wuchang reminded Jiang Minglun.

Jiang Minglun chuckled and shrank back. It seemed that he was fine, and he didn't expend much energy. He was warming up just now.

"Everyone listen to the order, stand up for me!"

A roar sounded, it was Zhu Changlong, followed by a team of masters.

"Second Young Master, the situation is wrong, they have many masters!" Someone reminded.

"Order to go down, call back all the masters from all the streets, and fight them to the death." Zhu Changlong also knew that something was wrong, so he gave an order, and then rose into the sky to meet the brave Duan Long.

A dozen masters behind Zhu Changlong also rushed up to meet Duan Long's masters.

The elite of the imperial court took advantage of the situation to cover up and kill them. There were not many bandits here.

However, the bandits reacted very quickly, and the masters in the major streets immediately returned to defense.

Duan Long and Zhu Changlong had already leaped onto the roof, and they were fighting in the dark. Both of them were close to the strength of the eighth rank, and they were old opponents. They could not do anything to each other.

"Brothers, let's go together and kill Zhu Changlong!" Li Wuchang yelled wretchedly.

Zhao Xun flew up, and the cold iron sword sent out several sword qi, hitting Duan Long directly.

"How dare you! Do you think we don't exist?" Seeing that Zhu Changlong was in danger, a group of bandit masters flew up one after another and attacked Zhao Xun.

Duan Long's masters jumped onto the roof one by one to meet their opponents.

The elite battle finally started. There were dozens of masters on both sides, fighting on the rooftops in this area.

boom……

There was a series of muffled bangs.

The tiles were smashed and scattered in all directions, and the shadows floated to and fro, obscuring the street.

Jiang Minglun also jumped onto the roof, joined the battle group, stuck together with Zhao Xun, slowly retreated to the edge, and joined hands to harvest the bandit masters.

The elite battle on the roof was extremely fierce, and the street was also full of killings. Li Wuchang did not go to the roof, but only dodged around the periphery of the street, slowly killing the young people, and at the same time observing the battle on the roof.

There are obviously a little more bandits masters than the imperial court. There are no tactics at all in the battlefield of dozens or hundreds of people, and the fight is hard power.

Those who can reach the roof at least have the strength close to the sixth rank. This group of people exert their full strength, and the power can be imagined.

Loud noises were heard from time to time, the roof was about to be lifted, and tiles and pieces of wood were flying around and fell to the ground, causing confusion among the people downstairs.

There will be no sweeping situation at all. Everyone has tried their best, even if their bodies are covered with blood, they have not flinched.

Li Wuchang was not in a hurry, because the super madman Nie Jia hadn't appeared on the battlefield yet, so now was obviously not a good time to assassinate Zhu Changlong.

"May the dragon take his life!" Duan Long roared, the long sword was like a poisonous snake, as fast as lightning.

"I'm afraid you don't have this ability!" Zhu Changlong's eyes were red, he had already exerted his full strength, and he could not help Duan Long at all. He was slightly inferior to Duan Long in round experience and combat power, but he did not back down, and tried his best to show his strength. He wished his family's family-inspired swordsmanship to firmly entangle Duan Long.

Many masters couldn't hold on any longer, fell off the roof after being knocked down, and fell heavily on the street, dying.

The people on the top of the building are all masters, anyone who walks out can pull up a big gang, and anyone who walks into a big family can become a mid-level general, but after they die, they look so insignificant, and then they will be killed by a group of people. Burn the fire to ashes, die without a place to die, and be removed from the world.

The battles in other streets were obviously not as intense as in the past. Many people rushed to the main street. Everyone realized that today may be a decisive battle, and whoever wins Feng Yicheng will belong to him.

Wang Taishou led a team of troops to intercept small groups of bandits in the center of the city, and achieved great results.

The streets were covered with corpses, the floor was stained red with blood, and fires were ignited in many places. The flames soared into the sky, and the sounds of killing and screaming mixed into a ball and went straight into the sky. The city was like a hell on earth.

Jiang Minglun and Zhao Xun have been following Li Wuchang for a long time, and the obscene atmosphere is getting stronger. The two stick together, and when they see a bandit master who is exhausted, they go up to beat them up, deliberately saving their energy, and slowly move closer to Zhu Changlong and Duan Long.

"It's almost done, follow the plan!" Zhao Xun said softly.

Jiang Minglun nodded, then took a breath of true energy, took off for more than two taels, and slashed at Zhu Changlong.

The sudden attack at this moment caught Zhu Changlong by surprise.

Zhu Changlong realized the danger and hurriedly retreated to avoid the knife wind.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the top beams and pillars of the house were split, and the entire roof collapsed. Many people lost their balance and fell into the building, instantly being submerged by falling tiles and broken wood.

Seeing that Zhu Changlong retreated, Duan Long and Jiang Minglun rushed forward, trying to hack Zhu Changlong to death.

However, Zhu Changlong is a top-notch expert and has rich combat experience. He kept a calm head at this moment of life and death, and raised Piaofei's back to temporarily avoid the sharp edge.

Zhao Xun looked for the right opportunity, jumped over, and fired three swords in succession.

It was his unique skill, the Three Forms of Cold Shadow, which blocked Zhu Changlong's path with a sword on the left and right, and received a heavy blow in the middle.

The blue glow skyrocketed, and the cold air enveloped the entire space.

Duan Long on the right came again, and Jiang Minglun also came to kill him with a knife. Zhu Changlong's face changed drastically, knowing that he was about to suffer, and he had nothing to do at this time, so he was ready to fight Zhao Xun head-on.

"when!"

A man in gray flashed over in an instant, and slashed at Zhao Xun's sword.

"puff……"

Zhao Xun spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot, and threw it backwards with his strength. He was hit by an incomparable force, his body trembled, and he almost fell directly downstairs.

Jiang Minglun hurriedly jumped over to catch Zhao Xun, and poured a burst of true energy into him.

"How are you?"

"It's okay!" Zhao Xun wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood still and adjusted his breath. The blow from the man in gray just now caused him internal injuries.

The man in gray is about forty years old, tall and tall, giving people a sense of mighty and brave. This man is the master of Tianluo Gang, Nie Jia.

Temporary strike.

Everyone else was fighting on other roofs, unable to take care of this side.

Two against three, both sides look at each other.

Zhu Changlong also recovered, and looked at Zhao Xun coldly, but unfortunately Zhao Xun's face was so black that he couldn't see his face clearly at all.

"Mr. Nie Jia of the Tianluo Gang, Mr. Duan wanted to say hello to you several times, but it's a pity that you always retreat at the first blow. It's a pity for Mr. Duan." Duan Long asked with a smile.

The tone was very natural, as if he was greeting a friend, and he pointed out that Nie Jia failed to assassinate him several times in an attempt to anger the other party.

"Guard Duan is polite!" Nie Jia has been a gangster for many years, and the city is extremely deep, so he obviously won't be easily provoked. He was waiting for the shadow killer, but unfortunately the shadow killer never showed up.

Zhu Changlong was in extreme danger just now, he had no choice but to take action.

He judged in his heart that the shadow killer should be assassinated elsewhere.

Duan Long said with a smile: "Both brothers, go and greet Second Young Master Zhu, I will play with Mr. Nie!"

After finishing speaking, he raised his sword and killed him, hitting Nie Jia directly in the face.

If Duan Long dared to attack head-on under the circumstances, Jiang Minglun and Zhao Xun had to admire Duan Long's courage.

One must know that Nie Jia is an eighth-rank master, while Duan Long is obviously inferior. Moreover, Nie Jia is a new force, but Duan Long has been fighting for a long time, and his true energy has been exhausted.

"Guard Duan's courage is commendable, but sometimes you have to be self-aware!" Nie Jia easily blocked the sword, mocking Duan Long's overreaching.

"Who is strong and who is weak, you will know after fighting!" Duan Long said fiercely.

Jiang Minglun was well aware of the pros and cons, and Duan Long was by no means Nie Jia's opponent, so he immediately shouted: "I wish Changlong to come and lead him to death!"

After all, the big knife slashed directly.

Although Zhao Xun suffered serious internal injuries, he still had the strength to fight, and he did not flinch. He followed Jiang Minglun's footsteps, holding the cold iron sword tightly and flew up.

There are not many masters in the imperial court, so we must hurry up.

The current situation is that the bandits upstairs have a slight advantage, while the downstairs is evenly matched.

Although Zhu Changlong had been fighting with Duan Long for a long time just now, he is a top seventh-rank expert, and he is not afraid of Jiang Minglun and Zhao Xun joining forces. Show people, are you afraid of revenge from my Hanshui Gang?"

Jiang Minglun slashed down with a heavy knife, and replied with a smile: "The two of us are too ugly, I'm afraid I will frighten brother Zhu."

Zhao Xun stabbed at Zhu Changlong's ribs, and said with a smile, "Not everyone is as courageous as Brother Zhu, who is obviously ugly and yet runs out to scare people."

"The little thief is looking for death!" Zhu Changlong shouted, his subordinates were not ambiguous, and he pushed Jiang Minglun away with a sword, and then hit Zhao Xun directly.

It was Zhao Xun who almost made him suffer a lot just now, which made Zhu Changlong very angry and vowed to kill Zhao Xun.

Zhao Xun's strength was much worse than Zhu Changlong's. He suffered an internal injury just now, so he didn't dare to fight recklessly, so he just got out of the way. Unexpectedly, Zhu Changlong chased and killed Zhao Xun as if he had eaten a weight.

Jiang Minglun slashed at him with a knife, laughed, and said, "Brother Zhu, don't bully the injured, let's have fun."

Zhu Changlong had no choice but to temporarily let Zhao Xun go and meet Jiang Minglun.

Over there, the corner of Duan Long's mouth was bleeding, obviously unable to hold on anymore.

"Guard Duan, I said that you must be self-aware in life. If you still persevere, I guarantee that today will be your death day next year." Nie Jia had the upper hand and sneered.

"Mr. Nie is also an expert, don't you feel blush when you say these words? Just because you want to take Duan's head, it is obviously whimsical." Duan Long showed his tough side, entangled Nie Jia tightly, although he was injured, But the offensive is still sharp, and there is no intention of backing down.

"I really don't cry when I don't see the coffin." Nie Jia said coldly, each knife was more fierce than the next, and Duan Long was beaten straight back.

Zhu Changlong took Nie Jia to the upper hand, and smiled coldly: "Brothers, you have seen, I wish someone's helper is better than your helper... Huh, there is a fart for having too many people, just you three legs Cat, you still want to fight against us, you really don't know how to live or die."

After finishing speaking, he hit Jiang Minglun's blade with a sword, and directly knocked Jiang Minglun back.

Zhu Changlong laughed, and was about to deal with Jiang Minglun with all his might.

Suddenly, the surrounding area was filled with heat, and the red light soared.

Zhu Changlong had goosebumps, and realized that the extreme danger was coming, so he quickly raised the horizontal movement, but unfortunately he was already a step too late, and he felt nearly ten scorching qi penetrated into his body.

"puff……"

Zhu Changlong was hit straight on the back, blood gushed out of his mouth, and he had already suffered serious internal injuries.

He realized that this was the moment of life and death, and he had no time to look back to see who had sneaked up on him. He managed to breathe out his true spirit, dodged Jiang Minglun's big knife, and fled to the right. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of an extremely fast shadow approaching. He quickly swung his sword to block.

"when!"

It was the same feeling again, nearly ten bursts of energy penetrated through the body, hitting the meridian directly, adding injury to injury, Zhu Changlong spit out a second mouthful of blood.

"How courageous!" Nie Jia's hair stood on end, he quickly dropped Duan Long, floated over to catch Zhu Changlong who was about to fall to the ground, and then swung two knives to kill the three approaching black-faced monsters.

Careless, the shadow killer was always there, and Nie Jia blamed himself.

Then Nie Jia saw the shadow killer flashing over, and a dozen phantoms appeared around him, each of which was so real that it was difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.

The words "ghost shadow body technique" flashed in Nie Jia's mind, he shouted to retreat, quickly hugged Zhu Changlong and flew away, floated up the city wall after a few ups and downs, and then disappeared.

Li Wuchang sighed, it was a failure to let Zhu Changlong escape in such an advantageous situation.

"Zhu Changlong is dead, brothers, let me wipe out these bandits!" Duan Long took the opportunity to shout.

(End of this chapter)