Just when this guy was shouting, there was a popping sound.
Several accomplices nearby were horrified to discover that a small hole suddenly appeared on his forehead, as if something had directly pierced it. Blood flowed out instantly, mixed with some red and white other things.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"
A harsh sound suddenly echoed through the night sky.
"Someone is attacking!"
"Prepare to meet the enemy!"
"Everyone, get up, someone broke in..."
The entire Hades camp became completely noisy, one person after another shouted, and one figure after another emerged from various places.
"Tsk tsk, from the original few hundred people to the thousands now, the lineup is much bigger."
At the edge, two guys, one tall, one short, one fat and one thin, stood there, it was Wen Tianhao and Sheng Yu.
The two people stood there arrogantly. In front of them were three underworld men who were too frightened to move, as well as two guys who had just been shot by Wen Tianhao's flying knife.
They didn't shy away, they just smiled and watched as people from the underworld kept rushing out from around them, surrounding them.
"Yes, it's good if there are more people. If there are more people, we don't need to run around."
Wen Tianhao said with a smile, his eyes glancing at the Nether Clan subordinates who quickly gathered around him, and there was no trace of panic at all.
It is said that a master of art is bold.
"Damn bastard, how dare you come!"
At this moment, an angry shout rang out.
Then he saw a figure rushing towards him from the opposite side, directly passing through the many Nether Clan people and coming to Wen Tianhao and Holy Prison.
This was an old man of ordinary build, with a ferocious expression and sinister eyes, locked firmly on Wen Tianhao and Sheng Jie in front of him.
This person is the elder who is in charge of the Hades camp here, and he is the leader of these thousands of people.
"Little old man, you are unlucky if you meet our two brothers today."
Holy Prison looked at this guy up and down and said contemptuously.
"How dare you dare to come today, then don't even think about leaving. Everyone is ready to fight!"
The little old man, the elder of the Nether Clan, gritted his teeth and gave the order. Thousands of people immediately took action and surrounded Wen Tianhao and Sheng Yu.
"Haha, to borrow a saying from our boss, thousands of rubbish added up are still rubbish."
Wen Tianhao grinned, indifferent to the little old man's order. There were indeed thousands of Nether Clan subordinates around him, but in Wen Tianhao's view, these people were all just living targets one after another.
"Arrogant!"
"Don't think that you can do whatever you want after you have succeeded in sneak attacks a few times. We..."
The little old man was so angry that he stared at Wen Tianhao and Shengji, thinking about how to keep the two of them.
But Wen Tianhao didn't give him a chance to talk nonsense and glanced at the Holy Prison.
"Holy Prison, old plan?"
"Okay, old plan! Today I'll see if I can kill this little old man too!" Holy Prison grinned and his expression became ferocious.
"Save your strength to avoid any accidents, otherwise Qing'er will deal with you severely and take action!"
Wen Tianhao warned a few words, then suddenly moved, his body swayed, and he rushed directly to the side.
That's right, he didn't rush towards the old man from the Nether Clan in front, but turned around and charged towards the Nether Clan's men surrounding him and the Holy Prison!
"Whoosh whoosh!"
In the process of rushing forward, Wen Tianhao was not idle. He grabbed it with both hands and then swung it to the side. Dozens of cold rays of light instantly scattered out like a goddess scattering flowers.
"Puff puff puff puff!"
In an instant, there was a sound of skin and muscles being pierced, and dozens of flying knives pierced directly into the group of underworld men on the opposite side.
Dozens of screams sounded almost at the same time, and then all these figures fell out, causing a chaos.
Dozens of people were wiped out in an instant!
"asshole!"
The little old man, the elder of the Nether Clan, was angry. Wen Tianhao did not charge at him. Instead, he attacked those Nether Clan men and killed dozens of them in front of him. How could he endure it?
He yelled angrily, and all the power of the underworld in his body suddenly exploded, and he was about to rush towards Wen Tianhao.
"Hey, hey, don't leave, you are mine!"
Holy Prison dodged and stood directly in front of the little old man.
"Get away!"
The little old man shouted angrily, raised his fist and hit the Holy Prison without any politeness.
"Hey, I'm hiding!"
Holy Prison did not confront this guy head-on. When he saw his fist coming, his huge body dodged to the side and escaped this guy's attack.
But before the little old man could move forward, Holy Prison stepped out of the way and stood in front of him.
"Puff puff puff puff!"
At this moment, Wen Tianhao launched another attack there, and a little cold light flashed out with his hands, and then dozens of Nether Tribe people had one or more holes in their bodies and were directly destroyed.
"roll!"
The little old man was so angry at this scene that he roared and rushed forward again, trying to rush past the Holy Prison and deal with Wen Tianhao who was going on a killing spree.
"Hey, I told you, you are mine, I can't let you pass, otherwise the shemale brother will beat me."
Holy Prison grinned, retreated to avoid the little old man's attack, and said with a smile.
This is the action plan of the duo of him and Wen Tianhao.
The Holy Prisoner has a strong fighting ability, so every time he takes action, he has to entangle the opponent's master.
Wen Tianhao's flying knives are superb, especially suitable for group attacks. Just like now, he is a subordinate of the underworld, so he doesn't need to aim at all. He can hit with just a flick of his flying knives.
Therefore, he is responsible for killing and injuring the underworld men.
The core of the killing plan that Qing'er formulated at the beginning was not to fight head-on with the opponent's masters, but to minimize the number of combatants from the Nether Tribe, so the plan adopted by Wen Tianhao and Holy Prison was particularly suitable.
"Puff puff puff puff!"
Wen Tianhao is like a butterfly, shuttling among the crowds of the underworld men. He is a flying knife when he runs. He does not need to aim at all. Anyway, he shoots dozens of people.
was abolished.
In just a few minutes, three to five hundred people had been stabbed by his flying knives, either dead or injured. Some were lying motionless on the ground and said goodbye to this world completely, while others were rolling around on the ground.
Go and scream in agony.
"Ho ho ho!"
The little old man, the elder of the Nether Clan on the other side, was going crazy.
He wanted to deal with Wen Tianhao, but the Holy Prison refused to let him pass, constantly blocking his way forward.
This little old man really has no choice but to avoid Holy Prison, so he has to rush to the head office, right? But this guy from Holy Prison is very strong, and he may not lose even if he fights with this little old man, let alone the defensive method to stop him now.
He was going crazy, and could only watch helplessly as his men fell one by one in front of him.
"presumptuous!"
Suddenly, a roar sounded from not far away again, and then several figures came towards this side as quickly as lightning.
Hearing the sound, the little old man's face suddenly became happy.
His helpers came, and the purpose of those people's arrival was very clear, targeting Wen Tianhao and the Holy Prison.