"Damn it," Mu Yicheng looked extremely ugly when he saw Shui Dongliu betraying them all without hesitation.
"How should we deal with it now?" Gao Kuan walked over.
"Fight. There is no other good way to fight them." Mu Yicheng also heard the identity of the other party. The Baihutang team's combat power is indeed amazing. Even Mu Yicheng himself is not sure at all.
"Let's go out and fight. This battle cannot be fought without a fight. I order all personnel to fight with blood. Success, our Lingfengtang is here. Defeat, our Lingfengtang is dead," a voice rang out at an inappropriate time.
"Presumptuous. Do you have the right to speak here?" Gao Kuan scolded him without thinking.
In the darkness, he couldn't see the speaker's face clearly.
I heard Mu Yicheng shout coldly, "Gao Kuan, you are so presumptuous. How dare you be rude to the hall master."
The hall master? Gao Kuan was shocked and immediately knelt down, "I didn't know that the hall master was coming. I deserve to die."
"No need. Be careful and use less. When you need to fight, just fight. Don't let me underestimate you," Ling Wei walked out from the crowd, "Let's take action."
"Yes," Mu Yicheng and Gao Kuan immediately issued the order to attack.
At this time, Baihutang's aircraft had already taken off and moved away. Ling Wei felt indescribably depressed as he listened to the buzzing sound in the air.
Lost. Baihutang's aircraft was not obtained, Jia Gensheng's team was wiped out, and even Mu Yicheng, Gao Kuan, and Ling Wei didn't have the slightest confidence.
"Shu Xingbei, it's this time, why don't you show up?" Ling Wei had to use a communicator to contact Shu Xingbei.
"Wait a minute. Our people have observed it. The aircraft should be going to pick up other people from Baihu Hall. As long as you grit your teeth and persevere through this level, the final victory will definitely belong to Hall Master Ling," Shu Xingbei said calmly.
said.
Shu Xingbei, Ye Zheng and others were watching on the bank of the cold lake. Sea Ant Xiaosi flew into the sky and quietly observed the changes below.
Shu Xingbei knew very well about Jia Gensheng's defeat. Even when Gao Kuan and Mu Yicheng led the team to kill them, he could see clearly through Sea Ant Xiaosi.
The power of Lingfeng Hall is too great, and the White Tiger Hall is even more brave and unstoppable. If the two halls fight, there will inevitably be losses.
What Shu Xingbei wants is to kill them inextricably and consume their strength, so as to achieve his goal.
If Lingfengtang didn't suffer any loss, the cooperation between Shu Xingbei and Ling Wei would still be seeking the skin of a tiger. And Baihutang could easily kill Lingfengtang, which was not in line with Shu Xingbei's original intention.
The members of the Blades of Grass Legion heard the shouts of killing coming one after another in the distance, and their blood boiled with excitement.
"Captain Nie, when shall we take action?" Ye Zheng asked for instructions.
"Wait a little longer," Shu Xingbei said, signaling everyone to be calm, "When the aircraft lands again, it's time for us to take action."
On the battlefield, as Mu Yicheng and Gao Kuan led their men to fight again, Lu Baobao and Song Jing also took action. Although the Death Squadron was extremely powerful, they only had seven people. With Lu Baobao and Song Jing,
There are only nine people. But Mu Yicheng and Gao Kuan's men have a total of 59 people.
"Two leaders, it's up to me," Gao Lingling from the Death Squadron saw Gao Kuan charging towards him. She gave a sweet smile and stepped forward to meet him. She raised her hand and fired four flying knives at Gao Kuan.
"How many flying knives do you want to kill me?" Gao Kuan sneered. He held a crossbow and hit the flying knives with all his strength. Bang bang bang bang, Gao Lingling's flying knife was stopped by him.
Before Gao Lingling could launch the flying knife again, Gao Kuan drew his bow and set an arrow. Whoosh, whoosh, three arrows shot straight at Gao Lingling.
Gao Lingling was shocked and turned pale. She dodged quickly and let two crossbow arrows pass. She couldn't let the third one pass no matter what. Gao Lingling flew out with a flying knife and faced the crossbow arrows.
The flying knife and the crossbow arrow collided, and the knife fell with a sound. The crossbow arrow, although its speed slowed down slightly, still shot towards Gao Lingling.
What? In panic, Gao Lingling drew the dagger from her leg and stopped her again.
Hearing a bang, Gao Lingling's body shook violently, and she took more than ten steps back. Her face turned red, her stomach was churning, and she vomited blood with a loud sound.
"You, the top level two martial artist?" Gao Lingling never expected that she was not Gao Kuan's opponent.
In the darkness, not many people saw Gao Lingling vomiting blood, but Dasha noticed that the situation here was not good. He had just killed three of Gao Kuan's men, and rushed to Gao Lingling's side to help immediately.
"Die to me," Dasha punched Gao Kuan on the head.
Gao Kuan was not afraid, and continued to draw his bow and arrow, whoosh, whoosh, and three more arrows were fired.
Dasha ignored it and allowed the crossbow arrows to hit his body, but he still rushed towards Gao Kuan.
Gao Kuan couldn't help but be overjoyed. He had already seen that Baihutang's team was extremely powerful. Fortunately, there were not many people. Killing one would reduce a lot of threats. As long as he could kill two, Baihutang wouldn't be afraid.
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With these three arrows, the big man in front of him would be seriously injured if not dead.
With a bang, the first arrow hit Dasha. The arrow penetrated half an inch into Dasha's chest and could no longer go in.
The second arrow and the third arrow followed in sequence, and again, they all shot half an inch into Dasha's chest.
At this time, Dasha's fist had already hit Gao Kuan's face.
What? Gao Kuan felt a cool air rising from his tailbone and reaching the back of his head.
Trading injury for injury?
Gao Kuan immediately ran away, "You madman," he yelled. How could anyone go into battle against the enemy like this?
"Die," Dasha's punch failed and he punched again. Gao Kuan could no longer dodge this punch. He took a step back and used his body to catch it.
Dasha punched Gao Kuan and sent him flying into the air. Before Gao Kuan could land, Dasha punched Gao Kuan in the air and hit Gao Kuan right in the abdomen.
Gao Kuan groaned, his face turned purple. He endured the pain and mustered up his last strength to fight back, but Dasha punched him again.
This punch even enlarged the arrow wound in Dasha's chest, but Dasha still ignored it and squeezed out all his strength, beating Gao Kuan until his internal organs were displaced.
With a bang, Gao Kuan fell heavily to the ground, unable to move at all, and moans came from his mouth.
Dasha went completely crazy. He rushed towards Gao Kuan and struck him twice, knocking the two soldiers who came to rescue Gao Kuan into unconsciousness. Then Dasha kicked Gao Kuan hard and stepped on Gao Kuan's head.
The head was like a broken watermelon, exploding everywhere.
Mu Yicheng held a long knife and faced off against Huang Si. Huang Si was also crazy, but under Mu Yicheng's offensive, he kept retreating and had no temper at all.
"I'm here to help you," Tai Shui, the third member of the Death Squadron, held a short knife and came directly to kill him. Mu Yicheng was not afraid at all. He raised the knife and struck again. The knife was bright and kept flashing in the black.
However, even with Huang Si and Tai Shui working together, they couldn't defeat Mu Yicheng.
"Brothers, Gao Kuan was killed by me. Even Mu Yicheng can't make any waves," Dasha's voice sounded not far away. Huang Si and Tai Shui, who were retreating continuously, became energetic.
Then he fought hard to kill Mu Yicheng.
"Gao Kuan is dead? You all deserve to die," Mu Yicheng was furious. He shouted in a deep voice, "The first style of the Shadowless Knife, Dream."
The light of the sword lit up, like a dream. Huang Si and Tai Shui were shocked, and were affected by the poignant scenery in front of them. They stood there motionless for a while.
"No," Dasha was horrified, "Quick, don't kill the minions, kill Mu Yicheng."
However, it was too late. Mu Yicheng raised the knife in his hand, and two big heads flew up.
"No," Leng Ruyan, who came to the rescue, couldn't believe her eyes. She and Tai Shui were a couple, and Leng Ruyan didn't care if other members of the Death Squadron died. But Tai Shui died, so Leng Ruyan didn't care.
Leng Ruyan fell into despair.
"I want you to die," Leng Ruyan fired the crossbow in her hand, and countless hair-like needles were shot at Mu Yicheng.
Mu Yicheng has experienced many battles, but it doesn't mean that he can see Leng Ruyan's movements clearly in the dark. When the fine needle was about to be shot, Mu Yicheng suddenly felt something bad. He squatted down, moved both hands, and
The bodies of Huang Si and Tai Shui were lifted up and blocked in front of them.
The two corpses blocked 90% of the fine needles from Mu Yicheng, but a dozen fine needles were still injected into Mu Yicheng's body.
Mu Yicheng immediately felt the soreness and numbness coming from the injured area, "You stinky thing, use poison?" Mu Yicheng threw the two corpses away, jumped forward, and raised the knife in his hand high, "Nothing."
The second form of Shadow Sword, Ling Tian."
As soon as the knife was raised, Leng Ruyan felt herself being locked by the blade of the knife. She wanted to hide, but her body lost its sensitivity and she stood there stiffly, as if she had been frightened.
The sword flashed, and Leng Ruyan still stood there. Two seconds later, her body split into two and she fell down.
"Damn it," Dasha cursed in a hateful voice, "I told you not to kill minions anymore." He was the furthest away from Mu Yicheng. The so-called minions in his mouth were all beings above level four warriors, five level warriors and above.
Among the more than ten people, at least forty are first-level martial arts masters. It can be said that Mu Yicheng and Gao Kuan's men are indeed much stronger than Jia Gensheng's men.
It was these minions that blocked the rescue efforts of the rest of the Death Squadron.
"Mu Yicheng, you are too arrogant, I will fight you," Lu Baobao chopped down two soldiers with the ax in his hand and rushed towards Mu Yicheng.
"Brother Lu, it's better for me to go," Song Jing's voice sounded from the side, "You have an overview of the overall situation and respond in a timely manner."
"Okay, thank you for the hard work," Lu Guogui nodded slightly without doubting that he was there.
Song Jing held an iron gun in his hand and walked quickly towards Lu Baobao.
When he was still two steps away from Lu Baogui, Song Jing suddenly raised the spear in his hand, and his target was clearly Lu Guobao.
Lu Guogui was also a second-level martial artist and had an instinctive sense of danger. When he realized something was wrong, he subconsciously stepped aside, and the spear in Song Jing's hand had already pierced his waist.
Vital parts were injured, and Lu Guogui instantly lost his ability to move.
"You? Why?" Lu Guogui's eyes were split. He never imagined that Song Jing would treat him.