Genius commoner

Chapter 1102 Long Wenjing Died
Too strong!

Seeing Shangguan Long falling into the crowd and the four of them being instantly killed, Long Wenjing and the others froze for a moment. Seeing Suzaku and the others rushing towards them like a rainbow, Long Wenjing immediately knew that Ye Zixuan and the others were coming for reinforcements, but she She didn't know this group of people at all, Tang Xueyi and other Ye Gong generals were not among them, but she soon realized that the attack and killing had changed.

"Long Zhuang, Dragon Soul, kill Ye Zixuan and Yuan Yuchuan with me."

Long Wenjing roared loudly: "The rest surround and kill this group of people."

Following Long Wenjing's order, the crowd instantly split into two. Several men followed Long Wenjing to kill Ye Zixuan and Ye Zixuan, while dozens of people roared to Shangguan Long and Suzaku to kill them and ran out. Armed with sharp weapons, they all looked fierce and determined, and rushed towards Shangguan Long as if they were desperate.

Facing the invading enemy, Shangguan Long snorted coldly: "I don't know how to live or die!"

The saber in his hand was like lightning, swift and violent like the wind, he took two steps and struck three times, three people were cut off and wounded immediately.

Then he kicked to the side, and a strong sneak attack fell out like a kite with a broken string, spraying thick blood from his mouth, and fell to the ground losing his fighting power.

Just when Shangguan Long was about to approach Ye Zixuan, a bald man held a machete and kicked the pillar at the entrance of the shop violently. With this force, he jumped into the air like a goshawk, and then quickly fell to Shangguan Long. The saber in his hand was aimed at the forehead of the latter with all his strength, no matter what, he would stop Shangguan Long from saving people.

The hissing saber air sounded like a blare, but Shangguan Long didn't even flicker, and suddenly swung the saber in his hand.

The machete in the bald man's hand broke in the middle as if hit by a thunderbolt, and his whole body was split in half from the waist by the knife.

The middle-aged man didn't even have time to let out a scream, so he fell back to the camp of his companions without a trace.

The unstoppable momentum and power, as well as the domineering attitude that treats human life like nothing, made everyone take a breath of air, and at the same time gave birth to a sense of shock:
This old guy is too domineering.

"Step aside!"

Holding the blood-stained saber, Shangguan Long raised his chin at the surrounding enemies: "If you don't give in, you will die."

A dozen or so people took a few steps back subconsciously, but the bloody smell that couldn't be dispelled soon made everyone crazier. Their mission today is that if you don't succeed, you will succeed, so the two sides are destined to die or live. In such a situation, each of them showed a fierce light in their eyes, turned their whole body skills into a blow, and at the same time let out bursts of killing sounds.

Daggers, sabers, and sharp swords mercilessly slashed down at Shangguan Long, not asking to kill Shangguan Long in one fell swoop, as long as they can stop Shangguan Long.

Attacks from all directions took turns, such a stormy sea and huge waves rushed at them wantonly.

But compared to these people's frenzied attack like dying, Shangguan Long showed a more fierce side, his sword was extremely dangerous, fast and ruthless, just like his iron heart.

Facing the attacking enemies, Shangguan Long not only never retreated a single step, but often fought back with faster, fiercer, more ruthless and fiercer moves.

Every time he passed by, an enemy must have screamed and fell down, and the splashed blood had dyed the ground again.

Yuan Yuchuan, who supported himself up, looked at Shangguan Long's proud and murderous back, admired it from the bottom of his heart, and expressed his sincere admiration:
"It's really a strong man in the world!"

Ye Zixuan beside him also licked the corner of his mouth: "Don't be emotional, be careful to die before dawn.

At this moment, Long Wenjing and the others had already arrived.

Yuan Yuchuan yelled, "One for each, we can't let them run away."

Ye Zixuan laughed loudly: "Okay! Today, let them come and go."

Although the two of them were exhausted, they knew that this battle was still unavoidable.

While talking, Ye Zixuan kicked a dead body towards Long Wenjing, and before the latter could strike down, a burly body crossed over.

He calmly blasted out his right fist, directly knocking out his companion's body, and then said coldly: "Dragon Soul is here to experience Ye Shao's divine power!"

The dragon soul, who is about 1.8 meters tall, moved the wet ground, and a gust of rain splashed instantly.

In the next second, the huge body shot towards Ye Zixuan!

Ye Zixuan shouted: "Come."

The dragon soul rushed towards Ye Zixuan like a rainbow, showing an incomparable strength.

Yuan Yuchuan twitched the corner of his mouth slightly. Long Wenjing really has capable people by his side, no wonder he dared to rebel. He shouted at Ye Zixuan, "Be careful."

Then, he also met another person, Long Zhuang.

The murderous Long Wenjing fell silent instead, standing by the side like a hungry wolf, ready to find a chance to strike.

Dragon Soul quickly rushed in front of Ye Zixuan, and slashed at the latter's throat with one hand. Apart from being as mighty as a wild beast, his movements were also ruthless, accurate, and fast.

With such a lightning strike, there is very little room for others to fight back, and Dragon Soul really wanted to hit Ye Zixuan, who was at the end of his strength, with one move.

Ye Zixuan made a mistake with both hands, shrinking the ground into an inch to close the distance, avoiding the opponent's palm, and punched the dragon soul's heart with a punch, and struck the opponent later!

Dragon Soul couldn't see through Ye Zixuan's boxing skills, but the martial artist's intuition told him that this was an absolutely dangerous boxing technique.

Just when Ye Zixuan's fist hit in front of him, Longhun squatted down with his burly body on one side, barely avoiding the punch, and then rushed forward half a step.

He quickly hugged Ye Zixuan's waist, jumped up into the air with a roar, flipped over in the air, and smashed Ye Zixuan's head towards the ground!

The momentum is amazing.

If Ye Zixuan took this blow, his head might be broken on the spot, but Ye Zixuan didn't show any panic on his face, the instinct of fighting was driving him to make the best mid-air adjustment, he turned his waist fiercely, He actually broke free from the opponent's control in the air, and the moment he landed, he touched the ground with both hands and kicked.

This move directly kicked the opponent's body away, and then Ye Zixuan turned over, before the dragon soul landed, Ye Zixuan rushed like an arrow from the string.

Going forward, taking one step into the air, kicking the dragon soul that is still in the air!
In the shock of Long Wenjing and the others' bodies, Dragon Soul spit out a mouthful of blood, but he didn't mind it. He took advantage of this leg to step back five steps, while buffering the tumbling energy and blood, he also opened the distance. When Qing Piao Piao approached, Long Hun's face turned cold, and he roared, his clothes were torn apart, his fists were as fast as flying, and he wanted to fight again.

Facing Dragon Soul's fearless attack, Ye Zixuan didn't dodge, and threw his fist to meet him, which happened to meet the opponent's knuckles.

Dragon Soul couldn't dodge in time, and immediately heard the sound of his own bones breaking, but he didn't cry out.

Because Ye Zixuan's other hand had already hit him head-on, sealing his mouth, his eight teeth were smashed immediately, but blood was spurting out from his nose.

Dragon Soul couldn't bear it any longer, and stepped back, blood was all over his body, which looked shocking.

Dragon Soul persisted for a while, and then fell heavily to the ground, bleeding from the mouth and nose, twitching a few times before making no sound.

Ye Zixuan also frowned, and his fingers trembled. Although the heavy punch just now severely injured his opponent, the latter's brute force was also quite terrifying. It was very uncomfortable to recoil on Ye Zixuan, and his knuckles and tiger's mouth were also faintly visible. Pain, but he didn't show it too much, but even though he was calm, Long Wenjing still caught the opportunity.

Long Wenjing rushed up, moved her body, and in the blink of an eye, she was in front of Ye Zixuan, so fast!This is Ye Zixuan's exclamation in his heart.

Today, Long Wenjing took out box-pressing skills. Not only did he walk fast, he swung his knife even faster, and slashed towards Ye Zixuan fiercely with several white arcs.

A look of solemnity flashed across Ye Zixuan's eyes, he picked up the knife and swung it again and again, and also blocked the opponent's frenzied attacks in a row at an extremely fast speed.

The two sides exchanged moves. From a distance, it seemed that several blood-stained arcs collided with several white lights and shadows. The speed was so fast that people felt hazy.

After Ye Zixuan blocked Long Wenjing's thunder attacks in succession, he swung the saber in his hand towards her neck.

Long Wenjing suddenly bowed her head and took a step back. The speed was astonishingly fast. She took two steps back to avoid the attack with a blank face, followed by a clear cry of "Dang"!
Ye Zixuan's pupils shrank immediately, and he quickly took a step back. Then, he looked at his saber in disbelief. The saber was broken in half, and his clothes were also torn, revealing the king's armor inside. Long Wenjing's blade, Ye Zixuan guessed that he might have been hit by the knife at this time, and his skin would be peeled off if he didn't die.

"It seems that I underestimated you."

Ye Zixuan rubbed the pain in his chest, and spat out a mouthful of rain: "It's just that if you want to kill me, you can't."

Long Wenjing snorted, "Then give me another trick."

After the words fell, Long Wenjing rushed up again, his right hand trembled slightly, and then there was no movement, Ye Zixuan frowned, took a step back to avoid the sharpness, and there was another clang, Long Wenjing's saber flashed out There was a flash of white light, but Ye Zixuan did not retreat this time, he rushed towards Long Wenjing instead of retreating strangely.

Long Wenjing slashed towards the trail of the saber behind him, and immediately fell into a void, and had to return to defend in time to resist Ye Zixuan's attack.

An ear-piercing and complicated crisp sound rang out, and the two people had already passed by, and stood still, no one could clearly see what happened in between.

Long Wenjing was stunned for a moment, then touched a wound on his chest, spewed out a mouthful of blood, and backed away straightly, the faces of the two elite Longs in the formation changed drastically, and bystanders could clearly see that they saw Ye Zixuan instead of retreating Passed Long Wenjing's attack, and then shot out the broken knife in her palm while she retracted the knife.

The broken knife pierced Long Wenjing's chest with a swish, and then bounced back into Ye Zixuan's hands. Ye Zixuan then parried Long Wenjing's retracted knife.

Long Wenjing was dripping with blood, she stared at Ye Zixuan and shouted: "Shameless."

"Master, are you alright?"

The two cronies came over roaring, and wanted to slash at Ye Zixuan, but saw a flash of a knife behind them, and the two of them screamed and fell to the ground.

Behind him, Yuan Yuchuan, covered in blood, half-knelt on the ground, and beside him lay Long Zhuang, with seven or eight deep stab wounds on his body.

Yuan Yuchuan looked at Ye Zixuan, pointed at the injured Long Wenjing and gasped: "Get it,,, her."

Before he finished speaking, he fell to the ground, licking the blood from the corner of his mouth, he was completely exhausted, a five-year-old child could kill him at this moment.

Ye Zixuan coughed: "Don't worry, I will kill her to avenge Dana."

"The end of the crossbow!"

Long Wenjing held back the pain, raised the saber in her hand, and said with resentful eyes, "Ye Zixuan, you, die."

Ye Zixuan took a deep breath, and then slowly closed his eyes, the blood from the half-cut knife in his hand gradually dissipated in the rain.

Seeing Ye Zixuan close his eyes, Long Wenjing's pupils lit up instantly, an arrow flashed out from his left hand, and he was about to shoot, but Ye Zixuan drew the knife first.

Ye Zixuan's hand is very steady, as steady as a mountain of water.

The knife is also very elegant and fast, piercing the sky like a shooting star.

In just a moment, the knife appeared in front of Long Wenjing, and pierced Long Wenjing's throat with a swish.

Blood splattered, and the wind and rain were tight.

(End of this chapter)