typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

470. Chapter 470 One person's style 4

He has no way out now, so he can only fight hard. He must capture these two people today, otherwise he will not be able to explain to the sect leader.

Therefore, he hoped that Sihemen's human sea tactics would allow him to kill the terrifying master in front of him. Other than that, he had no other choice.

Such a perverted master, he was already prepared to kill most of his people. The human wave tactic was cruel, and the purpose was to consume the powerful enemy with his own casualties, so dozens of people died, or even all of them died. In the end

It is possible that he is the only one left.

Following Liu Jin's order, all the people in the Sihemen immediately started to move. Although the enemy was very powerful, the helmsman's order could not be disobeyed, otherwise it would still be a dead end.

The scene of thirty or forty martial arts masters besieging a person is so grand. Many people have never seen such a scene in their lives, because few people are qualified to besiege so many people.

Zhang Yu, who was hiding under the eaves, was also dumbfounded. He knew that the evil-looking young man was very powerful, but he didn't want to be so powerful. Facing the siege of thirty or forty people from the Sihemen alone, he still remained.

His face didn't change, he didn't even use a weapon, he was using his bare hands, and he didn't even blink an eyelid.

Su Yin raised her eyebrows and held the Gentleman's Sword with one hand. Faced with the siege of so many martial arts masters, it was difficult for her to persevere. She didn't know if Qing Kong could stop it.

If she couldn't, she would have no choice but to join the battlefield and rely on the strength of two people to fight against the people of Sihemen.

However, the next scene made Su Yin stunned.

I saw people falling from the sky one after another and hitting the ground hard, like birds with broken wings, falling to the ground like dead dogs, one after another, one after another.

At this time, the battlefield of Qingkong and Sihemen has been moved to the rooftop. After all, the streets are too narrow and are not suitable for so many people to besiege. For these martial arts masters with excellent light skills, there is no difference between the rooftop and the flat ground.

.

So, a group of people on the roof besieged a person, but that person was as steady as a mountain, and had no intention of falling into a disadvantage. On the contrary, the people in the four-door door fell from the roof one by one. Some people were seriously injured directly, and some were seriously injured.

When it fell to the ground, it was already dead.

On the street, the onlookers looked at the battlefield on the roof, dumbfounded. They thought the battle was a one-sided situation. How could one person fight against so many people?

Then, the battle was indeed one-sided, but they guessed the wrong target.

Those people from the Sihemen who seemed to be fierce and powerful in martial arts were like moths flying towards the light, constantly rushing towards the evil boy who was always calm and his clothes were not even messy.

The young man was like a lamp, emitting a dazzling light. The people in the four-door gate flew to the flames one by one, and then fell to the ground one after another, without any accident.

Dozens of masters from the Sihemen had no power to resist when faced with that young man, and they could only be massacred.

Liu Jin, the helmsman of the Qingyun Helm of the Sihemen, looked at the sky in shock. He stood frozen on the spot, his face turned pale and his lips turned blue. For a moment, his brain was unable to react, and his whole person fell into a sluggish state.

This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next