Chapter 1928

"Kill

Twenty four men in white shook their right hands and flashed out a sword. Then they moved their steps and besieged death without saying a word.

Ye Tianlong frowned and wanted to step forward, but looking at the chaotic situation, he stopped for a while.

At this time rush up, very easy to be shot without difference.

He also glanced at Xue Hu and Li Xin. Zhongye's hands had been turned over, and they were supported by Zhongye and Sanbao.

Although they had taken advantage of the chaos to retreat outside the Gambling Hall, they still could not get away easily, and the guards outside still surrounded them tightly.

If you have to stay alive, I'm afraid Nakano and his group have already died.

Li Xin and Xue Mingli are pale, but Xue Hu is calm, walking dead.

No matter whether he's alive or dead today, his foundation in Aocheng is gone. How Can Xue Hu not be as pale as death?

Ye Tianlong shook his head gently, then turned his eyes back to death.

At the moment of Gambling Hall, only death's battlefield is left, which is also the contest between him and Mrs. Feng.

In the face of the attack, the God of death's face is still the same as the dead man's expression, the step does not retreat, but walked in the past, waving his sabre in front of him.

"Dang!"

A crisp sound, the front of a man in white was cut by death, even people with a knife fell to the ground, neck spurt a big stream of blood.

The dead cannot die again.

Then, the God of death calmly rushed into the encirclement of the Phoenix family, bowed his head, turned around and bent his knees.

He calmly gave up all the weapons that might hurt him with his calmness and computing power beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Then he handed out his saber straight.

"Ah -"

there are exclamations, screams and grunts.

With the merciless hand of the God of death, there are opponents falling beside him, there is blood on the ground, there are people dying.

Death is like a death messenger coming out of hell.

He is reaping his opponent's life in the most peaceful, violent, bloody and frightening way.

There are fewer and fewer people in front of the God of death, but there are more and more dead bodies on the ground, and the blood is more and more irritating to the eyes.

"Ding!"

Suddenly, death stopped in the middle of the aisle. There was no one standing beside him.

Around him, thirty-six men in white lay down in a pool of blood, and there was no one alive.

Death slowly raised his head and looked at the twenty-four men in black not far away: "come on!"

Mrs. Feng looked at him with no expression. She didn't have any emotion in her eyes. At the critical moment of life and death, she had an unimaginable indifference and perseverance.

"Kill

Twenty four men in black rushed up.

Death's face was expressionless, his left foot was constantly pointing out, and more than a dozen crossbows and arrows were shot back.

"Ah, ah! Ah - "

with a scream, more than a dozen men in black tried their best to stop, but they still couldn't stop the arrow from the God of death and died on the ground one after another.

Their body armor is vulnerable to death's fierce, like rags to break away.

But as soon as they fell down, the people behind them looked as if they were dying to fill the vacancy.

"Whoosh!"

When the God of death shot over 16 Phoenix elite, the remaining eight men in black finally rushed to the God of death.

Death raises his hand and cuts the sword.

The eight men in black also shook their right hands, and the eight sharp knives turned into eight mighty lights.

They sealed the powerful sword of death!

"Boom!"

A loud bang exploded, knife broken, blood splashed, formation also slightly disordered, the whole aisle a blood fog.

The sharp knives of the eight men in black were broken to the ground, and they also flew around. Although they were strong enough, they were still unable to withstand the strike of death.

"Rush

Eight men in black fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Ye Tianlong glanced at them and judged that they were seriously injured. He could not help crying out for the power of the God of death.

"Catch the king before you catch the thief!"

Maybe it's the feeling that the elite of Feng's family keeps flowing. Death shakes his Sabre and locks his eyes on Mrs. Feng. She rushes over.

He wants to take down that woman, then hijack and rescue Zhongye Daxiang, and finally give the lesson of Aocheng blood.

As for ye Tianlong, we can only kill him next time.

"Hoo Hoo Hoo

Seeing the God of death running towards her, Mrs. Feng's pretty face still didn't fluctuate. She just tilted her head slightly and issued a command: "kill!"

A group of men in grey blocked out, throwing a hatchet in their hands at the same time.

"Hoo -"

the hatchet spread all over death, and countless broken sounds sounded around him.

The God of death frowned for the first time. It seemed that she didn't expect Mrs. Feng to be so ready. At the same time, she smelled a sign of danger.Mrs. Feng seems to be coming for him.

But no matter what, his top priority is to take Mrs. Feng, or be compressed in a corner of the Nakano Daxiang and others will be killed.

Death's wrist turned and his saber swung out.

"Dangdang!"

In a dense sound, the hatchet was calmly touched down by the God of death, but compared with the initial crossbow and saber, the power of the hatchet was much greater.

Thirty six axes fell down, and death was still intact, but his physical strength was consumed by one point, and his wrist was sore.

"Kill

Mrs. Feng coldly issued an order, looking at the God of death struggling like a dying beast.

She knows that the opponent's force value is too abnormal. If she wants to kill him, she needs to be patient and wait for the best chance.

Hunters always need a little patience with huge prey.

However, the tyranny of the God of death was beyond the imagination of Mrs. Feng. Thirty six men in gray clothes rushed up with axes, but still did not kill the God of death.

In the light of death's indifference, they fell one by one, and the distance between death and Mrs. Feng was getting closer.

As if no one could stop him.

"Ah -"

in the light of a cold knife, Death killed the last two people with axe in gray clothes, and then pointed to Mrs. Feng with the blade, which was very murderous.

"Bang!"

At the same time, twenty-four people in green came over and held shields to protect Mrs. Feng. Then, twenty-four guns came out from behind the shields.

Ten men with big arms and round waists appeared on both sides, each with a knife and a gun in his hand. Lin Rushui also showed up and blocked Mrs. Feng's protected area.

At the same time, there is a steady stream of elite from all sides.

"Do you think this will stop me?"

In Ye Tianlong's dignified eyes, death laughed wildly: "it's too naive."

After that, he suddenly moved.

If you don't move like a mountain, if you move like a mountain, the waves will be rough.

Death left a lift, a pull the stand row of chairs, suddenly a pull, a hit.

The chair was lifted, and the next second, death threw his hands, and more than a dozen chairs burst out, smashing at the entrance and blocking the reinforcements.

When Lady Feng's eyelids jumped, death's right foot suddenly raised, and then stepped on the floor.

"Bang"

in a huge sound of fragmentation, the smooth floor was crushed by death's foot, and the cracks like cobwebs spread instantly.

Five or six square meters of ground were crushed into countless stones.

"Boom!"

The next second, death stamped his left foot on the ground.

As a result, the countless pieces of gravel all pop up.

"Kill

Death roared and pushed his hands.

Countless stones scattered, crazy towards the direction of Mrs. Feng shot.

"Be careful, madam!"

When Lin Rushui knocked down Mrs. Feng, countless pieces of gravel came like shells.

"Puff, puff, puff!"

In the dull sound, dozens of Fengjia elite soldiers were shocked, and one by one, with a knife, they fell to the ground.

Then, the shield in front of Mrs. Feng also collapsed, and the men in green also flew out, screaming one after another.

Even a dozen men with big arms and round waists kept retreating in the gravel attack, and then fell to the ground to hum.

When the scene was in chaos, the God of death suddenly moved his steps, shot forward, and went straight to the fallen lady Feng.

"Ma'am, go!"

Lin Rushui throws out Mrs. Feng and lets her stay away from her seven or eight meters. At the same time, she shoots a gun at death.

"Puff, puff, puff!"

Lin Rushui shot three bullets at a time, but they were easily evaded by death. He tried to pull the trigger again, but was kicked out by death.

"Rush

The whole body of Lin Rushui flew up and spewed out a mouthful of blood

The God of death looked at Mrs. Feng not far away. A hunter's smile rose from the corner of his mouth: "madam, how many people do you have?"

"Who else can protect you now?"

He stretched out his hand and picked up his shoulder to wipe the blood. Looking at the still calm lady Feng, he said: "today's game is doomed to be the winner."

"Your uncle, have you forgotten me again?"

Ye Tianlong through the dust, slowly standing in front of death: "with me, you will never be the winner."

Mrs. Feng's mouth touched, and her pretty face made a complicated voice: "Ye Tianlong, don't you run away when you see death?"

"Well Yes But that was when there was no wife... "

Ye Tianlong coughed: "madam is in danger. How can Tianlong run away? If death wants to move you, it will step on my body. "Lady Feng's eyes softened, and then returned to coldness: "thank you."

"Ye Tianlong, you really want to die, don't you?"

The God of death saw Ye Tianlong in front of the horizontal block. His eyes were cold and he said, "I'll let you off again today. If you don't get out of here, you'll come to die?"

"What do you mean to let me go?"

Ye Tianlong light smile: "you are not sure to kill me, so do not start with me, or you will tear me to pieces."

Death's eyes were like electricity, and his body was full of prestige: "I'm not sure I'll kill you, and you have the confidence to stop me?"

Ye Tianlong's expression became serious. After thinking for a while, he said, "you always have to have a try."

Next, the God of death did not speak, ye Tianlong became quiet, and Mrs. Feng and a group of injured people were also silent.

The Gambling Hall was silent, but everyone knew that the war was coming.

No one knows how long the time has passed, maybe a minute, maybe ten minutes, maybe half an hour. They didn't move at all.

Everything in the world seems to have been static, but in this dull and static world, suddenly, a dazzling light appears.

Death is silent.

"Whoosh!"

Compared with the fierce killing, death is much quieter now.

The speed of saber piercing is not amazing, just like a breeze blowing through the window, slowly piercing, but it contains a huge sense of war.

Ye Tianlong's eyelids jump for a while, and his right hand grabs a sabre.

"Whoosh!"

His grasp of the knife was extremely swift, just like lightning. As soon as he grasped the handle of the knife, the tip of the knife had stabbed death's throat.

The battle of life and death begins.