The night was dark and windy, and it was the night of the murder. 【-】

Standing by the Dongting Lake, blowing the cool night breeze, smoking a cigarette, quite a charm.

After the cigarette was finished, Yu Han walked towards Situ Manor 500 meters ahead.

At this time, the interior of the manor was brightly lit, and it seemed peaceful, but it was actually full of murderous intentions.

Although Yu Han didn't perform divination, judging from his experience, Broken Sword Gate was fully prepared.

Since the other party knew that he was coming today, there was no need to sneak around, Yu Han swaggered towards the main entrance.

There is a house on the left side of the entrance, and the guards are here all day long, taking turns to be on duty, just like a community company in the city, very formal.

Seeing the stranger approaching, the two guards immediately became vigilant. Not all people in the world use swords for this idea.It's all ages, and cold weapons are outdated.

Except for those top experts, because they are all obsessed with cold weapons, like Yan Shishi, Situ Ping, Wushen Feng and others.

Chen Niyang is at the forefront of the times, using daggers instead, and some using hand buckles, wrist knives, etc. In short, they are all very small weapons, but most of them are still unarmed.

Just like Yu Han, with a breeze in his sleeves and no bird feathers.

Although the two guards didn't recognize Yu Han, who came to Situ's Manor alone in the middle of the night, what kind of good could it be?

"Who? What are you doing?" the doorman asked.

"Yu Han."

"Yu Han, do it." The guard said in surprise, drew his gun and shot.

Many people in the arena use modern weapons, and those who use cold weapons are either extremely masters or pretend to be tough.

And those who don't use weapons are either the peak powerhouses or the best useless wood.

Bang bang bang...a burst of random shooting.

Yu Han disappeared with a whimper, which shocked the two guards not far away.Click, click, before these two hard-working bastards realized what was going on, their necks were twisted.There is no way, they are too stupid, even though they are all martial arts practitioners, if they are placed in the city as thugs or bodyguards, they are all very advanced, and they are also very good at black boxing.

But in front of Yu Han, he was simply vulnerable, the gap was too great.

Although the strength of the Guigu faction is the secret technique, the kung fu is not that weak. A camel is bigger than a horse, not to mention a dragon and a tiger.

Yu Han stepped over the bodies of the two and walked into the gate of the manor.

A boulevard leads from the gate to the center of the estate, where a circular garden sits.On the left and right sides, there are flowers, plants and trees, leading the water from Dongting Lake to form a meandering river around the manor.Yu Han also saw a lot of animals, and there were all kinds of birds nesting in those trees.

A manor is about the same area as an ordinary college.

swish swish...  

Dozens of disciples wearing Duanjianmen's special uniform and holding long swords rushed out from both sides of the boulevard, blocking Yu Han's way.Everyone stared at Yu Han fiercely, without saying a word, they directly waved their swords to meet him.

Kill, kill, kill... All of a sudden, there were killing sounds.

Yu Han mobilized his inner strength and slapped out with both palms. The domineering palm wind whistled, forming a piercing gust of wind, and directly forced all the dozens of disciples who rushed over to retreat.

The disciples were all shocked.

"Get out of the way if you don't want to die." Yu Han said coldly.

These disciples are playing the role of cannon fodder. Yu Han is a master, there is no doubt about it. They are all afraid, but they have to go up if they are afraid.

Therefore, since ancient times, whenever a master comes to the door, the disciples are the most difficult, and they must bite the bullet and rush forward.

After the disciples hesitated, they rushed over again.

Yu Leng snorted, his feet were like the wind, he stepped out, his palms slapped out like lightning, and screams rang out one after another.

Flax fell, flax fell...

In less than a minute, dozens of disciples fell to the ground and rolled and struggled, screaming one after another, making people's hair stand on end.

Yu Han didn't kill these cannon fodder. God has the virtue of being good at life. It is meaningless to kill them. His target is Yu Congyu.

Passing through the fallen crowd, Yu Han continued to walk forward.

Straight ahead, dozens of people were killed.

Kill, kill.

The slogans were all very loud, but they all came and poured quickly.

People's anger is only temporary. When Yu Han learned that the beauty salon was bombed and Qiqi and Cuicui died tragically, he thought in his heart that he must bloodbath the Sword Gate.However, when he actually got here, Yu Han no longer thought that way. People with blood on their hands will definitely not end well. Therefore, it is most appropriate to avoid killing people as much as possible and maiming them.

In order to avoid the entanglement of these cannon fodder disciples, Yu Han simply used the Misty Cloud Walk and flew directly in front of him. The speed was so frightening that the disciples who were chasing him on the ground were ashamed.

Falling onto the square in front of the main villa, Yu Han shouted in a deep voice, "Yu Congyu, get out and die."

An evil laugh came from the void, and the next moment, six people rushed out from the main villa.

It was the left and right protectors and the four elders, and those disciples also surrounded them.

Yu Congyu put his hands on his back, and walked out slowly, with a relaxed and indifferent face, standing on the steps, looking down at Yu Han, who was directly in front of him, and said with a smile: "The rumored head of the Guigu sect?"

Hearing his pretentious tone, Yu Han really wanted to slap him twice, but he knew very well in his heart that it was not possible to achieve it now, and it had to be done step by step.

"Yu Congyu, do you know that you are going to die?" Yu Han said, using the same way to treat the other body.

Yu Congyu laughed loudly, and then said: "I don't know if I will die, but I know, you must die."

"Don't talk nonsense with me, do you go together or one by one?" Yu Han said impatiently.

When Yu Han said this, he simply didn't pay attention to Duanjianmen. Hundreds of people beat you, who do you think you are, are you pale or do you have two heads?

"How can you kill a chicken with a butcher's knife? I am enough for myself." Yu Congyu said, with a wave of his big hand, he leaped towards Yu Han.

He had just become the head of the sect, and it was time for Liwei.

In front of the protectors, elders, and disciples, beheading Yu Han, a descendant of the Guigu sect, would give him a lot of face and glory.It is also awesome to spread it out.How could such an opportunity be easily given up to others.

Hundreds of people besieged and killed Yu Han. Even if he was killed, it would not be a glorious thing. If it was spread, it would even make people in the world laugh.

Broken Sword Sect is so awesome, it is really shameless to join forces to deal with one of them, it is ashamed to throw it at grandma's house.

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