A stream of bright red blood shot out from Lei Hei's back heart, and his attack on Zifeng was stopped. He turned his head with great difficulty and saw a cute-looking person with a cold and murderous face.
The girl appeared behind him, and in her hand, she was holding a thin sword stained with blood. It seemed that it was this thin sword that had been inserted into the back of her heart just now, right?
Lei Hei completely lost consciousness when his thoughts reached this point, but Zifeng took advantage of this opportunity to twist his body and stand in Lei Hei's position, just avoiding the attacks of Lei Yang and Lei Hai, and he
The Purple Moon Sword in his hand shone with a bright light, and with the sound of howling wind, it directly cut through the necks of Lei Yang and Lei Hai. Two bright red blood arrows shot out, and their weapons
, but how can Zifeng be hurt?
Just a slight change completely decided the fate of several people. Even until their death, Lei Yang and others could not understand why Zifeng would burst out with such strong fighting power at the last moment. However, Zifeng, who killed two people with one sword, did not feel comfortable.
, although the venom on the knife was not fatal, it acted as an anesthetic. After the violent attack just now, my limbs became weak for a moment, and my body was about to fall down. Fortunately, Bingbing was very fast.
Shi Shi stepped forward to support Zifeng.
"Brother Zifeng, this is an antidote pill. Just take one and you'll be fine..." Bingbing supported Zifeng, took out a dark pill from her pocket and handed it to Zifeng.
, without saying a word, Zifeng took the pill and swallowed it in his mouth. He only felt a sour taste, and then felt two gusts of cold air rushing into his mind. The feeling of powerlessness disappeared without a trace in an instant.
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"Thank you, Bingbing!" Zifeng smiled friendly towards Bingbing.
"Haha, brother Zifeng is so polite!" Bingbing smiled sweetly, and the coldness just now disappeared without a trace.
"Let's go, Lei Dongtian is upstairs. This time, we must win!" Zifeng also smiled lightly, looked at the friends who were still fighting around him, looked at the tallest building, and said firmly.
said.
"Yes!" Bingbing nodded vigorously, followed Zifeng, and ran towards the highest floor.
To the south of the manor, Luo Yin's whole body was hidden in the dark night. His body was like a shadow, walking in the dark night. On the road he passed, bodies fell one after another, including those from Leimen and those from Xingyaohui.
, but his face was full of determination, not even a hint of sadness or anger could be seen, as if all this had nothing to do with him.
The night was quiet, but the entire Jinghai City was in extreme chaos. Luo Yin didn't care about the noisy sounds around him, his companions who were fighting desperately, or the screams one after another.
Rushing towards the highest floor at such full speed, this is a tough battle. This is a tough battle without conspiracy. This is an immortal battle. Only by completely eliminating the opponent can they obtain more.
In the process of a great victory, everyone will die, everyone will disappear, and everyone will be lost in the river of history. This is the cruelty of the underworld.
Only the winner who reaches the end can continue to write the remaining glory. For that final victory, death and injury are inevitable.
Luo Yin, who was full of sorrow in his heart, just ran towards the direction of victory, towards the highest floor. No one could catch his figure, no one could see his route clearly. However, a huge
The sword was blocked in front of him, blocking his way.
Luo Yin was stunned for a moment. He looked up and saw a big man whose height was at least as tall as Kufu Kaski standing in front of him. In his hand was a huge Qinglong Yanyue Sword. From the sword
Judging from the cold air emanating from his body, Luo Yin had no doubt that if this knife struck him, there would be absolutely no other possibility besides being cut in half.
"Leihuang is here..." A roar came from the big man's mouth, as if thunder bombarded Luo Yin's eardrums, almost breaking his eardrums, and his eyes were filled with fear. Beside Lei Dongtian,
When did such a strange person come to be?
No longer giving Luo Yin a chance to speak, the tall Lei Huang swung the Yanyue knife, which weighed at least a hundred kilograms, and struck Luo Yin's head. Although the thin sword in Luo Yin's hand was sharp, it was extremely light in weight. How could he dare to do anything hard?
He resisted, and quickly retreated back, finally dodging Lei Huang's knife, but Lei Huang had already stepped forward, came to Luo Yin again, and punched Luo Yin's abdomen fiercely.
Luo Yin was frightened, but had nowhere to retreat. He only felt a huge force hitting his lower abdomen, as if a big hole was going to be blasted out of his lower abdomen, and his body was like a kite with broken strings, falling directly.
Flying out, a mouthful of salty liquid sprayed out from his mouth, which was the most brilliant red blood.
"Boom..." Luo Yin's body fell heavily to the ground. He felt as if all the bones in his body were about to break. His eyes were full of surprise. The man in front of him was so tall, how could he be so fast?
But soon, the surprise in Luo Yin's eyes turned into shock. Lei Huang took a big step and landed heavily in front of Luo Yin. The Yanyue Sword in his hand glowed with a green blade, like a big mountain.
, slashed hard at Luo Yin.
Facing this swift knife, Luo Yin resisted the pain that shot through his body, rolled over, and dodged the knife. However, the Yanyue knife directly cut a long mark on the cement floor.
"Death!" Lei Huang shouted loudly, pulled up the Yanyue knife with his backhand, and slashed at Luo Yin again. Luo Yin could only roll over, but Lei Huang's knife seemed to be attracted by a magnet, constantly surrounding him.
As long as one stops, it will be cut in half.
Luo Yin was almost desperate. He really couldn't imagine that there was such a master beside Lei Dongtian, but he couldn't despair. There was his brother in front of him and his partner in front of him. He couldn't fall here.
Absolutely not.
The will to survive constantly stimulated Luo Yin, and his body rolled faster and faster. Just as he was about to escape from Lei Huang's sword, a platform appeared in front of him, blocking his way to continue rolling.
, and his whole body just stopped there.
At this time, a sinister smile appeared on the corner of Lei Huang's mouth, and he shouted: "Go to hell!" But the Yanyue Sword in his hand made a gust of wind, and slashed towards Luo Yin's head. Could it be that he really
Is he going to die?
"Clang..." A huge metal collision sounded. Luo Yin looked closely and saw that the Qinglong Yanyue Sword was directly swing away by an iron rod as thick as a fist, and Lei Huang's huge body was also struck by this force.
Forced to take several steps back, Luo Yin took this opportunity to stand up and looked towards the owner of the iron rod, only to find that it was Wang Xiaohu who was supposed to be in the west.
"Brother Qi, why are you here?" Luo Yin asked in surprise.
"Hey, I don't know how I got here. Damn, this guy is so strong. I wish Lao Ku was here!" Wang Xiaohu's hands went numb, and the tiger's mouth was slightly cracked. It was iron.
This was due to the huge repulsive force from the stick.
"Let's work together to kill him..." Murderous intent bloomed in Luo Yin's eyes, and the Fenghan Sword in his hand glowed with cold light.
"Okay!" Wang Xiaohu agreed and rushed towards Lei Huang first. The iron rod in his hand made a whirling sound and hit Lei Huang's head.
But Luo Yin's body was hidden behind Wang Xiaohu, and he also rushed towards Lei Huang. Facing this Wang Xiaohu who ruined his good deeds, Lei Huang let out a furious cry, and even held the Yanyue knife tightly with one hand, and aimed at Wang Xiaohu's iron rod.
Welcome.
"Clang!" There was another crisp sound. Wang Xiaohu, who was holding the stick with both hands, finally suppressed Lei Huang, who was holding the knife with one hand, in terms of strength, forcing Lei Huang to retreat continuously, but Luo Yin's body instantly dodged from behind Wang Xiaohu.
When he came out, the ghostly figure rushed towards Lei Huang, and the Fenghan Sword in his hand was pointed directly at Lei Huang's throat.
At this time, the flexibility of holding the sword with one hand showed. Lei Huang immediately put away the sword, and the huge Yanyue sword was placed across the chest, and it slashed towards Luo Yin's waist.
As a last resort, Luo Yin could only give up the plan of continuing to attack Lei Huang's throat, and stepped back to avoid the knife. However, Wang Xiaohu behind him also took a step forward, raised his stick with both hands again, and struck hard at Lei Huang.
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"Seeking death!" Seeing the two of them joining forces to attack him, Lei Huang was furious again. He no longer cared about the Fenghan Sword in Luo Yin's hand, clenched the Yanyue Sword with both hands, and directly faced Wang Xiaohu's iron rod from bottom to top.
"Clang!" There was a sound, sparks flew everywhere, Wang Xiaohu's iron rod was directly split by Lei Huang's knife, and fell heavily on a rockery behind, smashing the rockery to pieces on the spot, but Wang Xiaohu's body was also shaken
He had to retreat continuously, and the tiger's mouth of his hands was completely torn open.
As for Lei Huang, he was also shaken back by this blow, and his hands were numb for a while, but he still held the Yanyue Sword in his hand tightly.
Luo Yin's body had already jumped out. He saw that Lei Huang R had lost his balance at this time. It was no longer possible for him to use his sword to stop him. This time, his last chance was at hand.
But just when Luo Yin took less than three steps, a shout came from the left, and then he saw a woman wearing a tight-fitting warrior uniform coming out of the shadows. She was extremely tall,
Her face was extremely pale, and her tight-fitting clothes accentuated her slender figure. However, I don’t know whether it was because of the wrapping of her breasts or because her breasts were originally small. In the eyes of Luo Yin and others, her breasts were about the same as those in an airport, which made this slender body
The body is greatly reduced.
Although the woman's breasts were not very pretty, the samurai sword in her hand, which was specially designed for ninjas, forced Luo Yin to give up on killing Lei Huang and instead faced the samurai sword in her hand.
"Clang..." There was a soft sound, and the Fenghan sword and the katana collided heavily, and then their bodies instantly bounced away, but they were still in a stalemate.
"Lei Jiao, who asked you to come out? I don't care about these two guys!" Lei Huang didn't appreciate Lei Jiao for saving his life.
"Huh!" Lei Jiao snorted coldly, ignoring Lei Huang's words, and rushed towards Luo Yin again.
Facing the galloping Lei Jiao, Luo Yin did not dare to be careless. The Fenghan Sword in his hand shook slightly, and a sword light swayed, shooting towards Lei Jiao's throat, but his own kick was very subtle.
Kicked Lei Jiao in the lower abdomen.
Lei Jiao neither caught Luo Yin's Feng Han Sword nor avoided Luo Yin's kick. She just held the katana and struck Luo Yin's head with all her strength.
"Fuck, are these guys crazy? Why are they all trying to kill each other?" Facing Lei Jiao, who was completely determined to die together, Luo Yin cursed in his heart, but had to withdraw all his attack moves, and could only
He held Lei Jiao's katana with the Feng Han Sword in his hand.
At this time, Lei Huang had fully recovered. He held the Yanyue Knife in one hand and walked towards Wang Xiaohu step by step. Wang Xiaohu also had a glare in his eyes and picked up a three-foot-long war knife from the ground beside him.
He was in a fighting posture. Even though he knew that he was not as powerful as his opponent, there was no fear in his eyes. Many times, victory or defeat was not determined by who was stronger. More often, it was the use of moves.
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Wang Xiaohu has always given people an extremely arrogant impression. Many people think that he only uses brute force to fight against enemies, but they don't know that his own fighting skills are extremely superb, but there are only very few people who are worthy of his attack.
"Boy, you are no match for me. Just commit suicide. If you commit suicide, you can still leave a whole corpse. If you wait for me to take action, you won't even have a chance to complete the corpse!" Seeing Wang Xiaohu's fighting posture, Lei Huang's face turned red.
Showing disdain.
"There's so much nonsense!" Wang Xiaohu snorted coldly, moved his feet, and actually took the initiative to take the offensive.
Seeing Wang Xiaohu actually attacking him, Lei Huang snorted coldly, held the knife with one hand, and slashed directly at Wang Xiaohu. With the advantage of the weapon, he could completely isolate Wang Xiaohu one meter in front of him.
Seeing the Yan Yue Sword roaring towards him, Wang Xiaohu naturally knew that if he resisted forcefully with the sword in his hand, he would be killed. He turned sideways to avoid Lei Huang's Yan Yue Sword, but the sword in his hand suddenly accelerated and headed towards Lei Huang.
Huang's heart was chopped off.
"Hey, I didn't expect you to have a chance!" Lei Huang was so angry that he immediately put his knife away and held it across his chest to block Wang Xiaohu's knife. However, Wang Xiaohu suddenly leaned back, kicked out hard, and headed towards
Lei Huang's lower body was kicked away.
Lei Huang was shocked, but he quickly stepped up his legs, but Wang Xiaohu was too fast, and kicked him on the egg before he could step up his legs.
"Papa..." I could faintly hear such a sound, and then I saw one of Lei Huang's face turn purple-black, and then his lips opened, and an extremely harsh scream came out of his mouth.
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"Go to hell..." Wang Xiaohu took this opportunity and shouted loudly, his body suddenly rose up, he raised the knife with both hands and chopped off towards Lei Huang's head...
The sword light cuts through the night sky, so gorgeous... (To be continued)