Zhui Xu

"Wow…"

On the tower, there was a ferocious roar.

The wine glass swirled across the sky above the street, and a tall and strong figure stood up holding a knife.

The monkey king's stick was swinging in the air.

On the height of the courtyard in the distance, the "magic hand" Zhu Yang drew his longbow expressionlessly again.

On this day, those who can represent death in front of Jiangning Old Yamen Street are not mediocre.

They are the elite of their respective operational units. They have seen blood in the past, and most of them are well-established and famous green forest masters.

This is a tense day. The atmosphere around the old Wu Yamen is loose on the outside and tight on the inside. A number of powerful first-class masters guard and become famous at various intersections; behind them, the elite guards walk slowly, talk to each other, and occasionally show bloodthirsty expressions; and on the side, there will be one or two The master and Su Lao, who truly possessed overwhelming power in martial arts, sat in command seemingly casually. But of course the vast majority of these people haven't really let their guard down.

The five parties of the Fair Party split. The so-called four-on-one is the comparison of the entire Jiangnan forces. In Jiangning, if He Wen is really shameless, he can dispatch an army of tens of thousands at any time to push down the entire venue here. …

And even if he can't do this, he has been playing the banner of "King of Fairness" for such a long time, why is it that there are no masters who come here to join him?

Before the start of the war, people can only speculate on what will happen next based on the "common sense" of the past. According to previous understanding, this time the "King of Fairness" has mobilized warriors to Jiangning. Everyone has a number of them, and they have made a summary. In fact, the biggest hidden player outside this game of chess is He Wen. The "black flag" that has been preached verbally.

This is a force that no one can ignore for the entire world today.

But even so, how many people can the black flag come?

At this time, on the board here, sitting in the center is Lin Zongwu, the "No. The masters and great masters who founded the sect and established the sect almost represented half of the entire world's green forests. Everyone gathered here, even if it was an army of tens of thousands, theoretically speaking, it could be regarded as worthy.

One must know that back then Zhou Tong almost succeeded in stabbing Nianhan, and only more than a hundred green forest masters were mobilized.

And today's battle in Jiangning, any master from any side should have a seven-point chance of winning.

Of course He Wen's power should not be underestimated, but even with all the masters, the guardians of the Da Guang Sect, Master Lin, are probably enough to stand against each other. And if Black Flag also sent dozens or even hundreds of masters, that would be amazing to say the least, but it would be exciting for everyone at this moment.

Since the strong dragon can't suppress the local snake, everyone dare not go to the southwest to make trouble, but if the masters from the southwest come to Jiangning, fight and return with martial arts, for the people here, it will be enough to eat for the rest of their lives capital.

Seven points to win. From any point of view, people are ready to start a battle of dragons and tigers. Since last night, the many masters and elites participating in the guards have discussed in private many times about the list of Southwest masters. People speculate Who might have come from the southwest, and guessed what would happen if the famous masters of the Black Banner Army and the grandmasters of Jiangning today...

Under the casual appearance, people did not miss every change in the surrounding streets and squares.

When Xue Jin walked forward slowly, everything seemed normal.

When the little monk took the arrow, everything seemed normal.

The young man with the knife exerted all his strength and rushed over, which was just a sudden attack by a warrior.

At this moment, similar scenes may have happened at the other intersections around.

Lu Fan's spear sprayed like rain, whistling like a giant python, showing the powerful skills of many years of gun training, and when the young man rolled up his sword and took the middle road, the "grandmaster" level master sitting on the top of the tower , actually frowned.

The fierce confrontation in an instant, the fierce and domineering saber in the young man's hand, as if ink was splashed on the river, broke Lu Fan's advantage of being one inch long and one inch strong in a blink of an eye. On the body, the distance to people is shortening as if the **** of death is approaching. Lu Fan shakes the gun body with enough strength to crack the ground and rocks, but he can't get rid of the advancing domineering blade. , as if with the aura of heaven and earth, smashed down hard!

Lu Fan is dying

This was just a matter of thought. On the street behind and in the building next to it, several masters actually reacted, and someone opened their mouths and shouted: "Under the knife..."

But I couldn't shout the second half of the sentence.

The battle-tested figures suddenly drew their swords, and someone rushed out from behind the horse.

The grand master on the platform threw out the wine glass with a "wow", and stood up, turning his hands with a monstrous edge.

The **** light rushed away in front of their eyes like an explosion.

Ever since he decided to rebel and followed Fang La to participate in the planning of the Yongle Dynasty Uprising, he spent half his life in the hands of Liu Dabiao. The sword that has truly achieved great success has not shown its fierceness in the world for many years.

This violent slash was more like a reckless attack by an ignorant young man without leaving any room for it. For the Jianghu people who are licking their blood, once they encounter such a slap in the face, they must die in a more tragic manner.

People roar!

At the same time, there was a strange and sharp whistle, which was transmitted from the periphery of the killing field in the south street. Someone appeared at the window, someone appeared at the window, and someone appeared behind the wall. Spread out around.

Xiaoqi's cold face appeared on the edge of the roof behind the teahouse, and he nodded towards the distant question.

The "magic hand" Zhu Yang opened his bow, ready to shoot an arrow.

"Monkey King" Li Yanfeng was less than two feet away from Ning Ji, and his steps while holding the stick paused slightly. This was an imperceptible mistake made by a master-level expert when he was pounced on the enemy.

The little monk untied the burden in doubt, and the flag of the stars on the black background broke free from the burden, and in his hands, it showed the whole picture.

Xue Jin walked by the side of the black flag...

Further back... that is where the "Monkey King" turned his head to watch. Several figures have come out from there. Some have rolled up their sleeves, some twisted their necks, and some are opening the long package behind them.

Li Yanfeng's throat was slightly dry, a huge chill was rolling down one side of his back, and the hairs all over his body were standing on end. And in the chest, the heart seemed to be ignited suddenly, and it was constantly shrinking and expanding, pumping out hot blood with a posture that was far more violent than before.

"Black Iron God" Qiu Shuyan had already seen him.

noisy...

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"...Finally the fight is about to start, ahem... two black charcoals, I will not save you if you are in danger later..."

"...Although speaking inhumanely is the characteristic of a **** like you, I still want to ask... why is that?"

"...Because you don't even want to call me father...I don't have face..."

Among the crowd, Yuwen Fit shook his head and sighed, while pulling off the holster...

On the far wall, someone also raised a gun.

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With a bang, across the sky.

Black smoke rose, and a few tens of feet away, blood bloomed for a moment.

The "magic hand" Zhu Yang rolled down the roof, bringing the tiles with him.

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The black flag was unfurled in the center of the square. The little monk's eyes were originally confused, but then became brighter. His eyes widened and his mouth opened wide.

Behind the street corner, several figures rushing to this side also caught a glimpse of the blackness almost at the same time. The grand master sitting on the top of the tower brought out a long knife with a crisp gesture, and had also turned over the railing and landed on the street with a bang. .

"Wow ah ah ah ah ah ah"

"Monkey King" Li Yanfeng's gaze became extremely fierce in a blink of an eye, his internal energy was forced out, and his long hair flew up. This is the second time in his life that he has clearly faced the team that killed his father and his enemies. At the same time as the chills surged, his dignity and accomplishment as a master also forced him to push his strength to the peak of his life in a blink of an eye. Zhen, finally strode forward.

Attacked Xue Jin who was staggering.

The black girl walking forward and several people around her raised their swords and shields.

"...Wen Jiang and I cook the monkey, brother Hei helps Xiaolong break through the formation, and the rest accompany the **** to grab the commanding heights..."

A complete special operations team of the Black Banner Army has twelve people in total.

In front of the square, Ning Ji pushed up his horse with blood all over the sky, and smashed it at the several masters who were rushing over. The long knife in his hand was fierce, and he slashed forward with violent slashing. In the blink of an eye, he fought twice, and his aura suddenly reached its peak. The next moment, he got short and threw himself on the ground.

The light of the knife almost flowed out against the ground, and he slashed out of the crowd from under the crotch of the "Camel God" Jiang Lian, who was as strong as an iron tower, in a "night battle" style. This master named Jiang Lian was short in stature, The left calf and right thigh have been split into the bones by the light of the knife.

The blood is bursting, and I can't survive...

The vicious master almost knelt down on the ground in a daze.

The masters next to him jumped around, and then surrounded them. Ning Ji fled at high speed. At the same time, Xiao Hei had pulled off the fuse cover of the grenade in his hand...

There were already explosions in the surrounding courtyards.

The one who reacted most quickly was the mansion where the so-called "sharp hand" Zhu Yang was originally located. Since this sharpshooter performed most outstandingly, the group of people assigned to this section responded first.

The next moment after receiving the order, the sniper who saw clearly Zhu Yang pulling the bow immediately pulled the trigger. At the same time, the figure crossed the street and threw three grenades towards the inner side of the courtyard wall.

Zhu Yang's body fell to the ground, and three grenades were also thrown into it. A martial artist who witnessed Zhu Yang's fall to the ground even tried to help him. Immediately, an explosion sounded in the yard.

Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, seven or eight figures climbed up the courtyard wall, and three masters rushed to the corridor on the second floor of the attic. A martial artist rushed out of the room and was pushed away by the sword and shield. The people behind threw another shot into the room. A grenade, and then draw a knife to deal with the enemies in front of the team.

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"Wow ah ah ah ah ah ah"

Li Yanfeng yelled, and immediately there were stick shadows dancing on the street, and then the shields erected by Hei Niu and another Chinese soldier, Chi Wenjiang, arrived in front of him. The Monkey King is a great master close to the level of a master in the Jianghu. With his nimble figure and strong internal strength, the stick he swung can break bluestones, which cannot be blocked by ordinary people's shields, but of course, Hei Niu and this Chi Wenjiang himself is not an ordinary person, the shields on both sides pushed the Monkey King backwards, and the long knife in his hand remained deterrent.

This style of play is not smooth, but it is relatively safe if you encounter a group fight. As for Li Yanfeng, the **** courage that suddenly mustered encountered a wall that was pushed horizontally, and his mood became more fierce for a while, but his stick couldn't break through these two stupid walls. Suddenly he yelled again, rolled to the ground, then leaped into the air about Zhang Xu away, and threw a stone in his hand towards Xue Jin who was staggering forward behind him.

The wind howled.

If you can't walk on the right path, you will come up with a trick, and if you can't pass the shield, you must attack it and save it. This is the philosophy of life that Li Yanfeng has cultivated for a long time. He doesn't know who Xue Jin is, but since he was helped by the other party, he shot him to death. It's a refreshing thing.

The stone roared across the shield formation, and at the next moment, the stone was snapped open by a long knife beside Xue Jin, and a man in gray clothes walked forward with a knife and glanced at him with disgust, Feeling the smoothness of the opponent's sword technique and the strength of his body technique, Li Yanfeng felt a chill in his heart for no reason.

"Feather Saber" Qian Luoning didn't stop, just with a swipe of the steel knife and a glance, his figure had already crossed a distance of several feet, and he went straight to the intersection of the street where they were fighting.

Only Hei Niu flicked the long knife suddenly and said: "Fuck you" and rushed towards Li Yanfeng. Invaded by the opponent's torrential rain attack into the middle door, this woman's fists are like a rainstorm, and Li Yanfeng also has big and small monkey fists that are both strong and soft, but only for a moment, the woman rushed forward, grabbed his arm, and grabbed him while struggling Li Yanfeng unleashes his moves ferociously, while Chi Wenjiang kicks him in the chest.

Li Yanfeng clumsily dragged the dark-skinned woman who couldn't get rid of it no matter what, and crashed into the courtyard wall on one side. He shouted: "It's kind of a one-on-one fight!" But the two chased him all the way Bombing, smashing all kinds of objects around into ruins...

At the intersection of the street, a grenade exploded, filling the air with smoke and dust.

Ning Ji was chased into the room on the side of the street. Xiao Hei, who threw the grenade, had rushed over. After a few blows with the knife-wielding master sitting on the side, he chased into the room. At the same time, Ning Ji From the back of the room on the street, he ran up to the roof, and several masters chased after him and hacked.

The master with the saber yelled loudly, commanding the nearby masters to siege towards him. Immediately, his steel saber vibrated and faced the person in front. As a warrior, he knew intuitively that the most powerful person was coming.

"It's Gao Haifeng from Xuan Dao Sect' Wuji Zhan, who is the black flag here!?"

"'Hather Saber' Qian Luoning." The other party's voice was still a few feet away when he spoke, and it was approaching in a blink of an eye.

"Haha, good! Good!"

The long knife in Gao Haifeng's hand was cut out like water, and his whole body seemed to be integrated with the knife, and he also moved forward silently. This "Wuji Slash" Gao Haifeng's skill is astonishing. He is indeed one of the few masters in the south of the Yangtze River. He is as famous as the "Heavenly Sword". , Qian Luoning swayed, and slashed at the attacker with a knife light. Gao Haifeng chased after him. The next moment, there was a loud "bang" in the air, and blood blossomed from the sky.

Qian Luoning slashed the neck of the man who jumped from the sky to attack, and Gao Haifeng fell backwards with a knife. Qian Luoning's left hand was holding a gun with two guns. Guan's short gun, after firing, smoke billowed up. It was at that moment that he killed the attacker and hit Gao Haifeng's chest full of iron sand. UU Reading www. uukanshu． com

Gao Haifeng's body retreated nearly two feet, and he sat down on the ground, his face was full of disbelief, blood was oozing densely from his chest.

"Master..."

From the rear, eight or nine disciples rushed forward. Someone dragged Gao Haifeng and tried to leave, and someone rushed towards Qian Luoning. Qian Luoning stuck the musket behind his back, and the long knife in his hand cut out like water as he moved forward. There were countless people in the air. The blood lines intertwine...

At that time, on the south and west sides of the old Wu Yamen, a total of eleven special warfare teams from the southwest began to rush into the inner walls and streets of this defensive position, snatching the predetermined commanding heights...

Without any warning, it was like a small wave that suddenly began to shake the mountain.

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The sound of the explosion came from a distance, faintly, but the restlessness was not intense yet.

Above an attic on the northeast side of the old Wu Yamen, Lin Zongwu opened his eyes and felt the killing intent spreading in the air...