Genius commoner

Chapter 769 Wanton Killing

Lightning swept across the sky, thunder exploded, the earth trembled, and the rainwater on the trees in the garden was also shaken down one after another, hitting the face, the coldness was biting chilling.

A thunderous drum sounded in the sky, and more rain was falling. Almost at the same time, the eight small buildings that were originally empty suddenly lit up countless lights, illuminating the night sky. At the same time, the ear-piercing The sound of footsteps came loudly from the top of the building, the momentum, the sound waves, I am afraid that nearly a thousand people can achieve such an effect.

The rain was pattering, but it could not appease their fear.

At this moment, because the entrances and exits in all directions were blocked, all the three gangs who participated in the attack gathered in one place for survival. They followed Qinglong Zhentian and Long Yuan, raised their heads, and looked around with panicked eyes. Searching, longing for the thick gray-black iron grid to crack miraculously, and an escape path appeared for them to leave.

It's just that the more you look at it, the more desperate you become, because outside each connected iron fence, there are many figures in raincoats and holding strong bows. Several people in front are pulling the barbed wire. There are dozens of arrow holes on the net, which can let the outside Some people shoot arrows in, but it is difficult for people inside to shoot sharp weapons, which means that there is no suspense about the outcome of the two sides.

The sound of the footsteps slowly pushing against the iron fence seemed to be the drumbeat of the god of death when harvesting life, with a fierce and cold smile, and a murderous aura rushing towards the face, brazenly approaching from not far away, the green dragon shook the sky His face was gray and his pupils were scattered. If he hadn't been helped by his subordinates, he would have rushed to the main building to fight Ye Zixuan just now.

"Yezixuan! Yezixuan!"

Qinglong Zhentian opened his throat and roared: "You are not a man, you have the feeling to let go and fight with me, let go and fight with me."

It was a bit difficult for him to bear this kind of situation where he was slaughtered by others. He longed for a long-term victory, and carefully planned the attack for many days, but ended up with such an ending, which made Qinglong Zhentian feel sad from the bottom of his heart. He was very unwilling and very angry , raised the spear in his hand, pointed at Ye Zixuan on the balcony on the third floor and shouted: "Ye Zixuan, come down and fight."

"Not a man?"

Ye Zixuan, who was standing on the third floor, smiled faintly: "Mingxiu, the leader of the Azure Dragon Gang, crossed the plank road secretly to Chencang, and led hundreds of elites to Ye Palace in the dark night. Is this the man?"

Qinglong Zhentian was slightly taken aback, and then roared angrily: "Stop talking nonsense, if it's a man, come down and fight, if you have the ability, take my life yourself."

Ye Zixuan still kept a bright smile on his face, looked at the Qinglong in the rain and said with a loud smile: "The leader of the Qinglong gang attacked Ye Gong today, didn't he just judge that the guards were lax, and the three gangs can bully more than the few, so I came to cut Ye Gong's children I'm just using my own way to deal with this person's body, I'm not a man, and the leader of the Azure Dragon Sect is no more a man."

"Ye Zixuan, how did you know that I was going to attack Ye Gong at night?"

Qinglong Zhentian knew that he couldn't say Ye Zixuan, so he could only sternly shout: "Who told you about the actions of the three gangs?"

For today's attack, out of the need for secrecy, Qinglong Zhentian and the others were all circled among a few people. Even Long Yuan and the others who participated in the operation only knew about sneaking into Harbin and waiting for orders. They didn't know what they were going to do. Ye Gong of Hacheng had just informed him half an hour ago. It can be said that few people knew about this operation.

But looking at Ye Zixuan's posture, he must have known it long ago, otherwise he would not have set up this trap and secretly placed iron bars. Although Ye Zixuan is very skilled and has a domineering mind, Qinglong Zhentian still doesn't think he can pinch and count. So he deduced his judgment and let out a hot breath: "Ye Zixuan, tell me, who betrayed us?"

"We are all people who are going to die, let me die to understand."

Ye Zixuan looked at the blue dragon shaking the sky in the rain, and sighed softly: "Master Qinglong, it doesn't matter who betrayed you, the important thing is that you have already lost, put down your weapons and surrender, I am willing to give you a way out, if you must If you want to fight to the end, then I don't care about massacres, 400 people, a big fire is enough to cover."

This side shows that someone really betrayed the Three Gangs and Qinglong Zhentian!

Qinglong Zhentian felt that his limbs were no longer in control, and his body seemed to be stuffed with ice, and the cold air was blowing out: "Tell me, and I will surrender."

"One name in exchange for the surrender of 400 people, Ye Zixuan, this deal is very good for you."

Qinglong Zhentian maintained his stubbornness: "Otherwise, we will fight to the last man."

Ye Zixuan looked at Qinglong Zhentian, and shook his head lightly: "You have no bargaining chips!"

At this moment, four women in green clothes suddenly rushed out, dragging their knees on the grass and gliding, and then four short-haired women rushed out from the crowd, and quickly followed them. When the former's body was about to stabilize, the short-haired woman stepped on As soon as the soles of their feet touched their shoulders, the woman in Tsing Yi straightened her body and stood up from the grass in an instant.

With this borrowing movement, the four short-haired women raised their slender bodies, and instantly pulled them to a height of more than ten meters, almost on the same level as Ye Zixuan on the third floor.

The next second, the four of them stretched out their left hands, stretched out four thin ropes, and wrapped them around the window eaves of the third floor. With a pull, the four of them rushed towards Ye Zixuan and the others, and the sharp sword hidden in their sleeves came into view. They thought that such a short distance would be enough to kill Ye Zixuan, or at least cut him with a sharp weapon, and the poison on the blade would kill him.

Almost at the same instant, a 'ding' sounded.

When they were about to pounce in front of Ye Zixuan, a person flashed out from behind Ye Zixuan.

The knife came out of its sheath crisply and loudly, as quickly and dazzlingly as the sun piercing the dark clouds.

Mei Zishu stood in front of the four of them very calmly, the tip of the knife swept through the sky, and the momentum of his breath penetrating the Changhong shocked the four of them.

Seeing that Mei Zishu was about to kill him, he had no choice but to change the target of the attack.

The four women pulled the rope again, and suddenly rushed forward, the poisonous sword swept fiercely, turned into a few white lights, and quickly grabbed Mei Zishu's chest, as fierce as lightning.

Mei Zishu looked at the four sharp swords with cold eyes, and he swept them to his chest and sides before moving back a little, the thin knife in his hand shook slightly, turning into a white awn like a horse.

The thousand-point sword glow wrapped in rainwater sprinkled on the four women like countless butterflies chasing flowers. The sharp light of the sword enveloped them, including their bodies and swords. The saber technique is completely unpredictable, and the four women's eyes instantly showed fear, and they could only resist with their swords reflexively.

Four screams sounded, and the four women in Tsing Yi, who were about to bounce off the ground, felt liquid spilled on their faces, and reached out their hands reflexively to touch it.

When I looked closely, I was shocked, it was rich and warm blood, bloody and pungent.

The next second, bang bang bang!The four corpses fell to the ground with a bang, splashing a large amount of water droplets on the ground. Seeing that the wounds were all stabbed in the throat, the four women in Tsing Yi were shocked endlessly. It was incredible that they could stab four swords to kill in an instant. Qinglong Zhentian was also surprised, he already recognized that the one who killed the four people was Mei Zishu.

One move to kill Long Potian's kid!
Before he felt that Mei Zishu was more domineering than before, Ye Zixuan curled his fingers slightly.

Dozens of sharp arrows shot out from both sides, and instantly sank into the bodies of the four women in Tsing Yi. Except for the sharp arrows that directly sank into the soft tissue, the rest made a bang sound, and the four of them seemed to be whipped. He retreated, staggered three or four meters before falling to the ground, stained with blood all over the ground, and the blood mist was filled in the rain.

The atmosphere was slightly silent.

Compared with the Qinglong gang and the Longzhuang disciples, the Qingmen killer is much more aggressive and domineering. Seeing the eight sisters being killed by Mei Zishu and the others, his eyes turned red instantly, and he raised his crossbow and sharp sword to charge towards Ye Zixuan. It was too late for Tian to stop it, the hand he just stretched out stopped in mid-air, because he saw Ye Zixuan raised his finger again.

Move forward without emotion.

When the Qingmen Killer shot the useless crossbow arrows and performed the ejection attack again, Ye Zixuan and Mei Zishu had already crossed more than a dozen Wei Longtang disciples in front of them, and with a slash of their swords in their hands, they instantly crushed more than a dozen sharp arrows , followed by a roll, cut off more than a dozen entangled ropes, and finally sent a sword to force the Qingmen killer back.

When they fell to the ground with a muffled grunt, Wei Longtang's disciple took a step back, pulled a barbed wire fence on the third floor, and calmly blocked the crossbow arrow that Qingmen's disciple shot again.

The Wushuang crossbow arrows hit the barbed wire netting, and fell down after a tremor. Some of them were more powerful, piercing a small hole the size of a little finger, and then got stuck in the second layer of barbed wire netting.

Ye Zixuan looked at the sharp arrow that was close at hand, flicked his finger, and shot the arrow back. With a whoosh sound, the sharp arrow happened to penetrate an enemy flying into the air.

The Qingmen disciple watched helplessly as the sharp arrow pierced through his throat, and then the sharp sword let go and fell back to the ground with a bang.

At the same time, the thirty elite soldiers of the War Bear Hall on the top of the building leaned forward, and then threw a javelin, leaning forward along their upper body.

"clank!"

Countless black lights with grinning grins of death fell down with piercing screams that tore through the air.

Dozens of javelins rushed into the Qingmen Killer.

The trembling sound of the gun tip was sharp and piercing. More than a dozen Qingmen disciples shot up, like wild geese shot in mid-air, and fell back to the ground with a scream, with blood stained everywhere on their bodies, followed by another The arc that came from the plunder, and the rapid shooting of countless life-threatening crossbow arrows, brought a series of howls of pain and life.

Under the glare of the surrounding lights, Qinglong Zhentian and Master Long could clearly see that the Qingmen disciples who wanted to catch the fish were twisting their bodies crazily like straws wielded by a sickle, following the "flutter" There was a muffled sound, and they turned into hedgehogs one by one, and fell to the ground covered in blood, which was horrible.

Nearly a hundred Qingmen masters all fell to the ground, and some of them were strung together with the grass by javelins, blood rushing down.

There was no hand-to-hand combat or hand-to-hand conflict, some were just unilateral killings like leaves blown by the wind, and nearly a hundred people all died on the way to the charge. Facing such a tragic scene of hell, the three gangs filled with righteous indignation, including Qinglong Zhentian, all calmed down , the blood-red eyes also receded like the tide, and there was a trace of solemnity on his face.

The killing didn't stop yet, and dozens of javelins were thrown from upstairs, nailing more than a dozen injured Qingmen disciples to death on the wet grass.

"Governor Qinglong, surrender."

Ye Zixuan looked at the blue dragon shaking the sky, and sighed softly: "Maybe you don't have to die in another country."

(End of this chapter)