Qian Men Xie Shao

"What brilliant trick does Shi Qiubai have, I'll follow it! But if his dogs are running wild on my territory, I have to express it, otherwise everyone will think that I, Xiao Yuchen, can be bullied..." Xiao Yuchen calmly replied.

"Do it..." Xiao Yuchen gave an order, and hundreds of elites with sabers rushed directly towards the members of Zhentiantang. Those members of the group are their prey in their eyes.

These people are all the elites of the Nilangtang who came back from the base. The two-month training has improved the combat power of each of them by several levels, and each of them has undergone amazing changes in their momentum. The murderous aura of hundreds of people It is conceivable how terrifying it is to gather together, and the idea Zi Lang instilled in them is 'There should be no half-kindness towards the enemy. On the battlefield, you are a pack of wolves, united, bloodthirsty, cruel...'.

"Kill..." The elite of the Nilangtang let out a breathtaking roar, and saw them waving their sabers and rushing directly into the opposing crowd.

The two hundred members brought by Zuo Qianhan are also the elite of Zhentiantang, but they are still a lot worse than these people, and the other party also has an absolute advantage in numbers, "Brothers, come out with me..." Seeing that there was no room for maneuver at this time, Zuo Qianhan took a sharp saber from a younger brother with a loud roar and rushed forward. He followed Shi Qiubai to take down the entire Bawanghui, and experienced countless battles, big and small. In recent years, I have seldom used hands, but my skills have never fallen.

These Zhentiantang members also came here in a bloody storm after crushing Shi Qiubai. Although they were at a disadvantage, they still didn't have any timidity. The troops on both sides merged together like two huge waves. Unfolding, Zuo Qianhan knew in his heart that he had to seize the time to break through, otherwise he would never have any chance after being surrounded by the opponent, he saw that he led the people behind him like a sharp knife to kill directly outside .

"Brother Chen, I'll stop him..." Seeing that Xiao Yuchen didn't object, Huang Potian pulled out two sharp blades from his waist and ran towards Zuo Qianhan. The short knife in his right hand seemed to be soaked in blood, and the blade was blood red. , a dagger in his left hand, which seems to be made of gold, the whole body is golden, and it looks extraordinary at first glance.

Judging from Huang Potian's body skills, he is now much stronger than he was in Chengnan Prison back then. To kill Qiao Tianhu back then, he needed to join forces with Huo Gang and Hammer, but now even two Qiao Tianhus are not enough. his opponent.

At this time, Zuo Qianhan cut off the arm of an elite Nilangtang with a knife, and at the same time kicked another person flying away. Although these are all elites, they are still not enough for a master like Zuo Qianhan. Zuo Qianhan Killed all the way, his body was covered with blood, no one was invincible wherever he passed, Zuo Qianhan was about to break out of the encirclement.

"Zuo Qianhan, if you want to leave, let's keep your head!" Huang Potian said coldly, and went directly to Zuo Qianhan. Seeing that Huang Potian came out to stop him at this critical moment, Zuo Qianhan had no choice but to Going forward, only by beheading the opponent at the fastest speed can you break through the encirclement.

After making up his mind, Zuo Qianhan slashed directly at Huang Potian, "Good time..." Huang Potian yelled, and instead of retreating, he advanced, the blood-red short knife in his hand blocked the opponent's cut, and at the same time The golden dagger in his right hand slashed like lightning at the opponent's wrist. Zuo Qianhan saw that the opponent's moves were so tricky, so he immediately got [-] points up, and immediately retracted the knife and dodged to avoid the sword.

With Huang Potian's joining, Zuo Qianhan's pressure on them suddenly eased. These elites from Nilangtang turned and rushed towards the other members of Zhentiantang. These members of Zhentiantang were all terrified. They are very powerful, but they are still a bit inferior compared to the elites of their ranks, but now it seems that they are much stronger than them by 01:30 points. Even in a one-on-one duel, they don't have much chance of winning.

"Kill..." An elite from the Nilangtang screamed wildly, and with the saber in his hand, he directly chopped off the head of the enemy facing him. A column of blood soared into the night sky, and the bright red blood fell on them, making them even more desperate. crazy.

On the other side, the sword in the hands of an elite Nilangtang was like a giant tiger, splitting the head of an elite wolf in half, the white brain mixed with bright red blood splashed everywhere, he wiped the head of an elite wolf. With the blood on his face, a cruel sneer appeared on his face, and then he rushed to the next enemy again.

Not far away, a member of Nilangtang was flanked by two opponents. A sword pierced his chest, and blood spurted out, but he didn't seem to feel the pain. The sword in his hand came from between the two necks. As they passed by, the faces of the two people still had the joy of victory, but the smiles froze there instantly, and the bodies of the two slowly fell down, and the elite of the Nilangtang pulled out the sword stabbed in the chest He threw it out with the last ounce of strength in his body, and the saber pierced the back of the head of another Zhentian member.

In the end, he felt that he couldn't hold on any longer, and his body slowly fell to the ground. These were just a small fragment of this huge battlefield. There were too many such scenes, and there were too many to count. With a strong bloody smell.

At this time, there is no suspense in the battle. At the beginning, Zhen Tiantian was full of momentum and still had the power of a lamp, but later found that the members of Nilangtang were all like killing gods returning from hell. The more they fought, the more courageous they were. They all bought the haze of cowardice. Once such a thought arises, it will be a lingering nightmare. The battle will be one-sided.

While fighting fiercely with Huang Potian, Zuo Qianhan was also observing the battlefield around him. The more he watched, the more frightened he became. It wasn't that matter, he couldn't believe the combat power of these members of the Rebel Wolf Hall who appeared suddenly.

"Huang Potian, I, Zuo Qianhan, swear today that I, Zuo Qianhan, will repay you a hundred times in the future..." Zuo Qianhan saw his elite members lying in a pool of blood one by one, and he was burning with anxiety. Now that they were all slaughtered here, even if he returned to the Overlord Society alive, he would not be able to explain to Shi Qiubai.

Moreover, he clearly understands that without this power, his position as the Hall Master of Zhentiantang will never be maintained. In this society where strength is the most important thing, those so-called credits are nothing, and if he does not have enough power in his hands, he will be kicked at any time. Hey, thinking of these things, he hated Xiao Yuchen even more. At the same time, he was extremely angry with his younger brother. If he hadn't provoked such a thing, how would these things happen now.