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Chapter 177: Confused 3

"Brother, we must cut him into pieces to avenge the second brother!"

The second master of Qingluo Villa followed the team of Ye Qingzhou and Ye Qingzhou into the bunker, but failed to come out alive. They vowed to repay the debt with blood.

While searching for a new location for the bunker, they unexpectedly got a piece of news about the appearance of Xuanyuan Ghost Man's son near Mount Huang, along with a portrait. God helped them.

They must kill the son of Xuanyuan Ghost Man!

Wenshu stared at them coldly and said nothing. Although he didn't like killing, it didn't mean he would show weakness.

Moreover, they had to kill him. He would not let others slaughter him arbitrarily.

They showed their weapons, surrounded him, blocked all his escape routes, and charged at him like a huge whirlpool, trying to tear him apart and drag him to the bottom of the world.

At first, he could handle it, but after a while, he was outnumbered.

Someone else said: "Don't kill him, capture him alive and take him to settle the score with his father!"

Their attacks were still ruthless, but they didn't take his vital points.

Wen Shu also became ruthless and crazy, and didn’t want to fight anymore

This battle may last for a while

The arrival of a ghost changed the situation instantly

The ghostly shadow is like entering an uninhabited land, and wherever the sword passes by, it is like a burning flame burning paper, only to perish.

The men and horses of Qingluo Villa were horrified, stopped attacking, took a few steps back, and stared at Cheng Yaojin who came out halfway.

Although this person helped him, Wenshu didn't feel happy, but angry.

Leng Yinghan, currently the most difficult killer in the bunker

Leng Yinghan had no reaction to the hostility between him and Qingluo Villa. He only did what he should do without any influence.

He held the bloody knife and walked towards the boss of Qingluo Villa

The opponent's eyes twitched and he rushed forward with a roar.

Leng Yinghan was truly the incarnation of a ghost. With a flash of shadow, he easily dodged his fierce attack. At the same time, he drew his sword and struck his head with the blade.

If he is beheaded, the head of the boss of Qingluo Villa will be divided.

He was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. He threw himself on the ground with all his strength and escaped the murderous intention in an extremely embarrassed manner.

Several people rushed towards him. Leng Yinghan let go of him, quickly lowered himself, turned around and swung his knife, slashing one person's abdomen with the knife.

The knife did not stop, and it moved towards another person. His footsteps quickly rotated in line with the speed of the knife, and another person fell down screaming.

Everything was just lightning, time, angle, judgment, and speed all coordinated perfectly, without giving anyone a chance.


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