Genius commoner

Chapter 392 The overall situation has been decided
Many people are a good thing, and they are powerful, but they are also a bad thing. When there are too many people, it is easy to mess up, and when it is messy, there will be loopholes.

The 36 blood-clothed men who wore masks and mixed in the Qinglong Qinglong camp took advantage of the disruption of the Qinglong Qinglong organization and mixed in. The white fox relied on the mask to severely damage the coffin board, putting Ye Zixuan into a dangerous situation. Now the 36 blood-clothed people also rely on Masks, tit for tat blossomed in the center of the Qinglong Qinglong camp, and with a turn of the sword, dozens of people fell to the ground screaming.

When Baihu and Qingqianyan's expressions changed drastically, and they were about to order their cronies to kill these lurkers, a colorful firework thundered out from the Yegong banner, and hit the crowd not far away with a roar. Baihu was worried that there was something hidden in the firework Murderous Intent, instantly abandoned the idea of ​​beheading the bloody clothes, and turned to hold Qingqianyan backwards, jumped seven or eight meters and fell to the ground,
Almost as soon as it touched the ground, there was a loud bang, the fireworks exploded, and countless sparks scalded the Qinglong Qinglong gang, dozens of people couldn't stop screaming, and the team became chaotic again. Taking advantage of this gap, the 36 bloody men turned their blades again, and more than 30 enemies fell to the ground with blood dripping from their throats.

At the same time, behind the Qinglong Qinglong camp, nearly a hundred Ye Gong disciples appeared, launching an attack under the command of Bai Qiuhua.

Holding the ground with one hand, Qing Qianyan yelled at the chaotic disciples of Qinglong and Qinglong, "Hold on, hold on! Kill them! Kill them!"

She has already seen that there are only dozens of attackers, as long as the front team blocks Ye Zixuan and the others, the hundreds of brothers in the middle are enough to kill the attackers, but the chaotic situation is out of control, the sparks and white smoke from the fireworks not only obscure the sight, It also stimulated the nerves, and the Qinglong Qinglong gang couldn't identify the enemy and the enemy for a while, so they could only back away on conditioned reflex.

Squeezing forward and backward in the middle, the team became even more chaotic.

When the white fox held his breath and jumped up, about to kill a bloody man nearby, a bamboo knife stabbed silently from behind. Narrowly avoiding Tang Xueyi's knife, he kicked up a saber in his hand at the same time, Tang Xueyi didn't wait for her to buffer, and the bamboo knife rolled sharply again.

The light of the knife struck directly above the top of Baihu's head, and Baihu backhanded the knife to block Tang Xueyi's attack.

There was another violent collision, and the raging energy exploded crazily. The two of them retreated a few steps each. Tang Xueyi's face turned pale, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood. , there was a clear pain in her eyes, although she was strong, she couldn't easily bear the impact.

Tang Xueyi didn't take a breath, knowing that he was not as good as the opponent, but still brandishing the bamboo knife and charged forward, the two quickly intertwined crazily, and the energy was wanton and violent.

At this time, Ye Zixuan was leading Mo Qixiong and Kong Xiaohan to rush into the Qinglong Qinglong camp, and Zhao Taibao also carried Ye Gong's banner and cheered directly. Ye Zixuan, holding a saber, was like a god of death, a god of death who harvested countless lives , the saber glowing with cold light and blood, every time it swung it would take away a life, killing the body red with blood.

The gang members rushing to the front on both sides also slashed wildly with their machetes. The fallen people were submerged under countless feet in an instant. The people below continue to grit their teeth and move forward, continue to wave bloody sharp weapons, and continue to kill in order to survive.

Ye Zixuan single-handedly went straight into the Qinglong Qinglong camp, and got through the rendezvous of 36 Xueyi and Mo Qixiong. He was unstoppable with a blood-dripping saber in both hands. Dozens of enemies lay horizontally behind him, and many enemies had blood flowing from their necks. With blood dripping in their eyes, their eyes were full of fear, but there was no trace of pain on their expressions. They died too quickly.

The eyes of dozens of enemies surrounding Ye Zixuan were full of fear and murderous intent. Ye Zixuan's presence made it difficult for them to breathe.

Ye Zixuan looked at the enemies surrounding him, smiled noncommittally, flicked his saber and walked slowly towards Bai Qiuhua and the others, wanting to completely penetrate Qinglong Qinglong's camp and disintegrate the army's morale, and the murderous aura piercing through the hearts and lungs is also invisible to the Qinglong Qinglong gang. Dozens of people moved backwards involuntarily, Ye Zixuan took a step forward, they took a step back.

"Kill Ye Zixuan! I will reward you with one hundred million."

Seeing that the team was getting more and more chaotic, and there were more and more Ye Gong disciples, Qing Qianyan pushed away a trusted aide who was helping her, and offered a reward with a thin knife. As the word spread, Qinglong and Qinglong helped everyone The confidence lost due to fear poured into his chest bit by bit with the wind again, yes, so many people are enough to wipe out Ye Zixuan here.

Therefore, the retreating Qinglong Qinglong gang stopped, and then moved forward to compress the encirclement.

"Brothers! Kill Ye Zixuan!"

A little leader shouted loudly: "We can hack him to death with one knife!"

Before he finished speaking, Ye Zixuan let out a cold snort, kicked a corpse, and shot out with force, shooting in front of the leader like a shooting star, before the other party could react, he backhanded Wipe the opponent's neck with a knife, and everyone saw a cold light passing by the man's neck, puff!A cloud of blood sprayed out.

Ye Zixuan just touched the main artery in the middle of his neck, coupled with the surge of blood just now, the blood in the blood vessel suddenly waited for a release channel, and immediately gushed out.

The leader of Qinglong Qinglong couldn't believe it until he died, and he was killed by Ye Zixuan with a single knife.

Seeing the leader's sudden death, the dozens of people around were more angry than frightened. They waved the machete in their hands, pointed the tip of the knife at Ye Zixuan and shouted: "Kill!"

Dozens of Qinglong Qinglong Gang members clenched their machetes and rushed towards Ye Zixuan, their instinct for survival and wealth overwhelmed their fear.

They showed their ferocious faces, and rushed towards Ye Zixuan fiercely with roars.

Even though the sky filled with sword shadows and murderous aura set off a frightening air current, it rolled towards Ye Zixuan like a gust of wind.

Ye Zixuan shook his right hand, and the saber was drawn out like a shooting star, the heads of the two flew out, and they fell to the ground with a loud crash.

The bloody clothes who rushed over also raised their swords and sniped the enemies who were besieging Ye Zixuan. The light of the sword flashed and immediately released bursts of blood mist, and then these enemies fell to the ground.

In an instant, the more than 20 people who rushed to the front were chopped down by Ye Zixuan and the others, but their deterrence did not stop the subsequent enemy's impact.

The remaining enemies still stepped on the blood flowing on the ground, and rushed over with machetes and military stabs.

More than a dozen blood-clothed swords stepped forward again, holding the sharp swords in their hands, their aura immediately surged.

The two sides touched again and fought again. More than a dozen blood-clothed men waved their machetes in unison. Murderous aura and knife mang flowed wantonly in the night sky.

The enemies rushing in front had never seen such a fierce fight. The tip of the knife always passed the person's throat straightly, and the huge impact force immediately caused the middle of the neck to burst.

An enemy who was rushing towards Ye Zixuan was kicked out by Ye Zixuan halfway and shot dead, and fell to the ground screaming.

Both sides were fighting with surging heads, forming a bloody scene at the entrance of the church. Hundreds of people fought together like this. The [-] Qinglong Qinglong gang members were killed and injured very quickly, and the remaining enemies were also divided by Ye Zixuan and the others. Defense was better than Attacking, Qing Qianyan, who had already retreated, swung her saber over her head and shouted to the gang: "Don't retreat!"

"No retreat! Those who retreat, kill!"

Hearing this coquettish shout, Ye Zixuan sneered, murderous intent suddenly appeared in his eyes, and then he kicked the corpse, leaped up into the air, and disappeared in front of Qinglong Qinglong's disciples. In the dim light, a slender shadow passed through The crowd who were fighting was approaching Qing Qianyan like a sharp arrow, and the swords followed with killing intent.

An unspeakable suffocating atmosphere permeated the entire church entrance.

The crowd Ye Zixuan passed through was paved with blood, and the Qinglong Qinglong Gang members in the melee felt the figure flickering in front of them, and then suddenly the temperature dropped suddenly, and a slight coolness came from the throat, and then a gust of blood shot up. In the middle of the sky, he finally fell to the ground with reluctance to die. Someone wanted to stop Ye Zixuan, but he beheaded him without mercy.

Afterwards, Mei Zishu also took the old cat and waited for Brother Pao's old department to arrive, and stabbed the enemy's right side like a sharp knife, killing the latter and running around crying and screaming.

Mo Qixiong, Kong Xiaohan and the others also led people forward to counterattack, Qinglong Qinglong's original defense line collapsed completely, and the entire camp became a mess.

Ye Zixuan raised his eyes to look at Qing Qianyan's position, the latter also happened to have his eyes wide open, and the eyes of the two collided.

In the void, there seemed to be a murmur of swords clashing.

Afterwards, Ye Zixuan rushed towards her: "Master Qing, I'm here."

"Stop him!"

Seeing Ye Zixuan rushing towards her, Qing Qianyan's pretty face couldn't help changing. She looked at the white fox who was entangled by Tang Xueyi and Bai Qiuhua, and knew that the latter might find it difficult to protect her, so she ordered the white fox in front of her. Dozens of guards went to block Ye Zixuan, while she turned and retreated into the darkness. She knew in her heart that she had already lost the battle tonight.

In addition to the defeat of the Qinglong Qinglong gang, the brothers who stayed behind at the base camp and various halls were also unable to rush to support.

As for the punishment of the three gangs in the future, that is a matter for the future.

While turning her head, she saw Zhao Taibao who was carrying Ye Gong's banner, seeing the excitement and passion on the latter's face, Qing Qianyan's eyes showed a murderous intent, and she approached with a thin knife.

Qing Qianyan led a few people to kill Ye Gong's banner, and after beheading a few Ye Gong's disciples and gangsters on the way, she raised her hand suddenly, and shot out the thin knife in her hand like lightning.

"when……"

The thin knife flashed past, as if it was just a gust of wind. Zhao Taibao, who was excitedly watching Ye Gong's counterattack, only felt a shock in his hand, and then saw himself holding the Ye Gong banner in midair, in a slow gesture. It broke and fell obliquely, and fell more than ten meters away with a bang. He was dumbfounded, his breathing became thicker,,

The people are there, the flag is there, now, the flag is not there, but the people are still,,,

Zhao Taibao thought of Ye Zixuan's great trust and praise for him, and then looked at Ye Gong's flag that was cut down now, he looked at Qing Qianyan angrily, and the latter's proud expression told her that she did it, Zhao Taibao roared angrily , Roaring like an ancient ferocious beast, then waved the flagpole and rushed towards Qing Qianyan, followed by more than a dozen gangsters around her.

"I kill you."

Zhao Taibao quickly rushed in front of Qing Qianyan, and when his companions were fighting against the Qinglong Qinglong Gang, he stabbed Qing Qianyan with all his strength at the flagpole.

The flagpole whistled sharply like a sharp arrow.

Qing Qianyan's hair was blown up by the night wind. Seeing that Zhao Taibao not only refused to run away, but also dared to attack her, she grabbed a saber without dodging.

She cut off the flagpole with a knife, but she forgot that it was wood, and half of the flagpole fell to the ground, but the remaining half that was sharpened by her pierced her neck mercilessly.

Zhao Taibao rushed forward like crazy, letting half of the flagpole pass through Qing Qianyan's body: "Kill you, kill you."

Qing Qianyan's beautiful eyes almost burst open, filled with shock, fear and disbelief, she saw her own blood sprayed on the flagpole like spring water.

Dozens of members of the Qinglong Qinglong Gang were startled when they saw this, and they all cried out sadly: "Guild Master!"

The white fox glanced sideways at Qing Qianyan, forced Bai Qiuhua and Tang Xueyi away with a knife, turned around and ran into the shadows.

In the battle of the church, Qinglong Qinglong was defeated like a mountain, and was expelled from the Jidao of the capital.

(End of this chapter)