"The gate was broken down and all four guards were killed!"
"Six patrols died on the main road!"
"Twelve crossbowmen were shot to death by flying stones!"
"All sixteen Tsing Yi sisters were killed in battle!"
"Lord Moye's throat was sealed by the opponent's sword..."
When Long Tianao came out after offering incense to his sister Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao, one after another his cronies came over to report to him.
The tone and voice, from disapproval at first, gradually became urgent and shocked.
Especially when it came to Mo Xie's throat being sealed with a sword, the cronies had sweat dripping from their foreheads.
Long Tianao also looked shocked.
He never thought that someone could touch the location of Longtan and dare to enter with one sword. What's even more terrifying is that he is invincible.
He was shocked, angry, and felt very humiliated. This was really too much bullying.
Wuyixiang, which is known as the most murderous place, first failed to rescue his father, and then was killed in his lair, which made Long Tianao difficult to accept.
He gave an order: "Come here, mobilize all the people and kill the opponent at any cost."
The confidant hurriedly responded: "Yes!"
"Young Master Long, most of the experts in Longtan went to Baocheng to rescue Lord Chenlong."
At this time, a general in white endured his grief and appeared in front of Long Tianao holding a long knife:
"Although the headquarters has a lot of manpower now, judging from the news coming from the front, I'm afraid they won't be able to withstand it."
"We don't regret dying, but you can't take risks."
"I hope you will lead a group of people to leave from the underground secret passage immediately."
Although he was very angry and sad that his wife had her throat sealed with a sword, he knew that this was not the time for passionate revenge, but rather to keep Long Tianao safe.
"Walk?"
Long Tianao laughed wildly when he heard this: "Where to go? This is Longtan, our territory, the headquarters where hundreds of people are stationed."
"Let's not talk about whether the enemy can slaughter our headquarters. Even if he has this strength, can we run away in despair just to survive?"
“When we meet on a narrow road, the brave one wins.”
"Even if I die here, it would be ten times better than abandoning my brothers and running away!"
He had already retreated from the Ellis cruise ship once, and today Longtan retreated again. Long Tianao knew that he would never be able to get up again.
And he really didn't believe that hundreds of killers couldn't stop one attacker.
The general advised again: "Young Master Long, the overall situation is the most important thing!"
"I'm staying here today!"
Long Tianao made a decision: "Either you protect me and kill the attacker, or you let the attacker come and kill me."
He asked someone to bring a chair and sat on it decisively, as if the situation was about to lose everything.
"ah--"
Gan Jiang was about to say something else when he heard a clear scream.
The distance is very close.
Long Tianao and the others turned on the monitor and looked over.
I saw Ye Zhendong holding a sword and approaching slowly on the main road of the leading building downstairs.
He walked very slowly and calmly, but gave people an unstoppable momentum.
A dozen or so young men from Wuyi Alley who were guarding the door surrounded them, but they didn't even touch Ye Zhendong's clothes before they were knocked over by him with a merciless sword strike.
Several Wuyi Lane killers who secretly fired cold arrows were also killed by the arrows reflected by Ye Zhendong.
Neither Long Tianao nor Ganjiang made a sound. Their eyes were all focused on each other, and they all sensed a huge danger.
The smell of blood and killing flowed in the air, and the surrounding lights seemed to be dimmed a little due to this horrific scene.
"ah--"
Two more screams were heard, and two killers rolled out from under the grass. They had just shot Ye Zhendong in the back, and were killed by the blade he crushed under his feet.
Then Ye Zhendong waved his backhand, and the three killers who jumped from the roof fell to the ground.
There is a blood mark on the chest.
Ye Zhendong did not stop, and instead of retreating, he charged into the Wuyi Lane masters who poured out of the hall.
With the flash of swords and the fierce killing intent, Ye Zhendong killed dozens of killers one by one with one sword strike, as easily as cutting grass.
His every move and every move carried the powerful power of wind and thunder.
Moreover, there is nothing fancy about killing people, it is all a fatal move.
Is this still a human being?
It's really terrible!
Long Tianao's eyelids jumped, and he began to regret not running away just now, and still saying so much.
Seeing that two more gunmen were killed, Long Tianao gritted his teeth and shouted: "Who is this bastard...?"
Ganjiang and the others didn't say anything, they just stared at the screen, obviously wanting to see each other's faces clearly.
"Ye Zhendong!"
When Ye Zhendong stepped onto the steps, there was no rain cover, and Ye Zhendong's face became much clearer.
Long Tianao and Ganjiang shouted his name almost at the same time.
There is no doubt that they all know Yetang Murderer King.
The go-getter's face turned red. Not only was he angry that his wife was killed, but he was also passionate about competing with Ye Zhendong.
A long time ago, he was rescued by Ye Zhendong.
It was also that time when he saw Ye Zhendong killing people, one man and one sword, as if entering an uninhabited land, killing the armed men and bleeding them like rivers.
It was also at that time that he gave up writing and became a monk halfway through the military service and joined Wuyi Lane, and worked hard to achieve his current achievements and status.
It was that time that he regarded Ye Zhendong as the opponent he wanted to surpass in this life.
However, Ye Zhendong was injured and disabled for more than 20 years, and he also lost the idea of conquest.
Now, Ye Zhendong has come out again, and the fighting spirit is burning in the bones of the generals.
He wants a fight!
"flutter."
When Ye Zhendong stepped onto the red carpet of the hall, the flying sword in his hand was dripping with thick blood, and dozens of corpses were lying behind him.
The only ones who could stand in front of him were Long Tianao, generals and seven of his subordinates.
Long Tianao looked angry and shouted:
"Ye Zhendong."
"You dare to kill so many of my brothers? Are you going to go against Wu Yixiang?"
Long Tianao clenched his fists: "We have no grievances, why did you fight into Longtan?"
"Your father and Wu Yixiang are very dishonest. They wanted to kill my nephew Ye Fan more than once."
"And before my legs recovered, Wu Yixiang attacked me more than once."
Ye Zhendong spoke calmly: "The bloodbath in Longtan tonight is just to get some interest back."
The wind outside the door blew in slowly, carrying a smell of blood. No one rushed over from outside, and no movement was heard, including screams.
Long Tianao knew that the disciples of Wuyi Lane might be completely killed or injured, or suppressed by Ye Zhendong's accomplices, so he couldn't help but be shocked by Ye Zhendong's ability and speed.
Then, he laughed ferociously: "It's not enough for you to take down my father, you want to kill me too?"
"I do want to kill them all."
Ye Zhendong wiped off the blood from Feijian with his fingers: "But my nephew Ye Fan is a kind-hearted doctor."
"He has always been concerned about whether the toxins in your body have been resolved."
"He repeatedly told me to invite you back so that he can diagnose and treat your pulse. At the same time, the father and son can be reunited to make your father feel better."
Ye Zhendong stepped forward slowly: "So Mr. Long, don't worry, I won't kill you."
Seeing him approaching, blue veins popped out on the back of Gan Jiang's hand holding the knife, his murderous aura continued to accumulate, and his face became more and more ferocious.
The pressure is huge.
Long Tianao subconsciously shouted: "Kill him!"
"kill--"
Ganjiang's pupils contracted, and he suddenly shouted loudly. The sword was unsheathed, and the dazzling light of the sword was like lightning.
Fight with all your strength!
Revenge for his wife, for Long Tianao's safety, and for his own wish!
The murderous intention is overwhelming.
The sword's light shield faces Ye Zhendong.
Ye Zhendong raised his hand gently.
The sword light flashed away.
"when!"
There was a harsh sound, and the general's movements suddenly froze.
He held the knife high, but his steps stopped moving and his body kept shaking.
Ye Zhendong's flying sword was still hanging low, as if it had never been raised, but there was a trace of thick blood on the tip of the sword that had just been wiped clean.
Ye Zhendong walked slowly past the general. When he passed by, he patted the general on the shoulder:
"You're great!"
Ye Zhendong glanced at him again: "I seem to have seen you somewhere..."
"Um--"
The general wanted to open his mouth to respond, but his body shook and he fell to the ground with a thud. There was unwillingness, anger, and frustration in his eyes.
But there is also a touch of gratification in being recognized.
The King of Killers is the King of Killers. After more than twenty years of being inactive, he stood up again and is still the strongest man in this world.
He closed his eyes.
"Lord Go-getter!"
The seven killers roared angrily when they saw this, and rushed towards Ye Zhendong regardless.
After just a few sharp sounds, they fell into a pool of blood one by one.
"kill!"
Long Tianao drew his gun with his backhand and shouted: "The brave one wins when we meet on a narrow road..."
He stopped abruptly mid-sentence, and his finger that was about to pull the trigger stopped.
A flying sword was already pressed between his eyebrows.
