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Qiu Yun was one of the people who had rushed over to the formation …

She did not care about the other people's lives. She only cared about her three teammates!

The situation was very desperate …

Zhuo Wenfeng's side did not have the advantage in numbers, and only had a dozen or so experts with deep fighting strength left. But because of the poison, their fighting strength was greatly reduced.

And Tang Benkui's men were all brave and fierce death warriors!

What was even more shocking was Jian Hanyi, Hua Louyun and Hong Zhu's martial arts skills were unrivalled!

Gradually, Tang Benkui's side gained a huge advantage …

Song Qingshan, Gold Boss, Song Kai, Zhuo Gongrong and the rest were all injured.

The most tragic one was none other than Zhuo Gongrong!

He was covered in blood. After killing more than twenty black robed Death Soldiers, he was besieged by the crowd. There were no less than thirty wounds on his body. He was truly a man of blood!

He had killed the most enemies and caused the most hatred!

Although Zhuo Lao San was injured all over. Even though it had already become a trap, he was still trying his best to fight until the end!

Because as long as he stopped for a moment, there would be countless blades that would cut him into pieces!

He had killed too many enemies.

The enemy hated him the most, and would not give up until he was killed!

As a result, once he fell, he would immediately be chopped into pieces …

However, he was heavily injured, and his stamina was severely exhausted. He was already like a bloody wolf that had been forced into a dead end by himself …

It was only a matter of time before he fell …

The battle in front of them was getting more and more desperate …

The Golden Blade King Song Kai was cut into two by a black robed Death Soldier. Blood flowed all over the ground.

Song Qingshan's acupoints were controlled, he could not move at all.

The left arm of the last Monstrous Young Noble was also cut off by Jian Hanyi …

If Jian Hanyi did not show mercy to the host, Monstrous Young Noble would not have had his arm chopped off, but his entire head …

Everyone fell to the ground, dead or injured!

In the end, there were only two people left who were bitterly holding on!

Zhuo Wenfeng and Tang Benhu!

The Tang Family was famous for its tough inner strength. They were proficient in all kinds of overbearing sabresmanship, palm, fist, and other types of martial arts.

The martial arts of the Residence of Zhuo emphasized on the state of mind!

It was even more famous for raising one's cultivation base in the martial arts!

All disciples of the Zhuo Family must know how to be calm, endure, be open-minded, and follow up on the profundity of the sword technique with a relaxed state of mind …

This was why Zhuo Gongrong, who had a fiery temper and a powerful martial art, seemed to be so out of place and ignored by others in the Zhuang family.

For the past few hundred years, the Prince Zhuo and the Domoto's family had their own unique characteristics, but they were evenly matched and were enemies to each other …

In such a critical moment, the two great worlds' most outstanding young disciples had completely put aside their pedigree and collaborated hand in hand.

If it wasn't for the great battle between the two of them, and the fact that they were poisoned afterwards …

Both of their powers had yet to reach their peak state.

Otherwise, even an expert like Hua Louyun would find it hard to deal with him!

Zhuo Wenfeng and Tang Benhu became braver the more they fought, and their tacit understanding became better and better …

The strength of two top-notch experts working together would definitely surpass the power of two top-notch experts fighting against each other!

But Hua Louyun's martial arts were just too amazing …

His nickname was one of the two swords, and the most amazing part was his exquisite sword technique. However, he did not have a sword in his hand right now, only an ordinary paper fan …

This paper fan seemed to have the power of lightning as it constantly changed its forms.

Easily able to dissolve the fierce attacks of the two Zhuo Tang brothers …

Hua Louyun casually played with his hands, and his movements were as smooth and relaxed as flowing water.

When a man like him was fighting, he was actually as good-looking as a butterfly dancing in a flower bush. This was too bizarre and bizarre …

And this beautiful posture was concealing a huge and wonderful power!

There were many martial arts grandmasters present. Even though their martial arts skills had not reached the level of a true grandmaster, they were still a martial arts grandmaster of their generation. They had a unique insight and insight into martial arts …

For example, Huashan Sect's Song Qingshan …

However, none of the experts present were able to see through the mysteries of Hua Louyun's martial arts …

Jian Hanyi, Hong Guan and the others had already taken care of the enemy long ago. They stood to the side like statues and watched Hua Louyun fight alone between the two people of Zhuo Tang.

The martial arts that Zhuo Wenfeng and Tang Benhu had coordinated together had actually increased greatly, causing them to pay close attention to the martial arts of the two.

As for being forced into a corner, Zhuo Gongrong who was trapped in a desperate situation, no one cared about him …

In any case, he wouldn't be able to hold on for long …

Tang Benkui looked at it for a long time and struggled in his heart with this son of his. Finally, he lost his last bit of patience and shouted, "Hua Louyun! He had to end this quickly! Kill both of them! "

Hua Louyun's casual gaze flashed with a cold killing intent: "Elder brother, I, too, admire your martial arts! But if you want to blame someone, then blame yourself for giving birth to the wrong baby. You were born into the wrong family! "

As soon as he finished.

The fan in Hua Louyun's hand suddenly became ferocious and sharp...

"Both of you, accept your deaths!"

Suddenly, he leaped into the air and the paper fan in his hand drew a sharp line of inner strength as it flew towards the two of them!

His inner force transformed into invisible sword Qis …

It pressed down from the sky!

It was so concentrated and fierce that it covered the sky!

Tang Benhu and Zhuo Wenfeng could not avoid it at all...

Boom!

Both of them were hit in the chest at the same time. Their clothes were cut, and a long, bloody wound appeared in the chest.

Both Tang Benhu and Zhuo Wenfeng were pushed back more than ten steps at the same time, with serious injuries. Bright red blood dyed their entire chest red in an instant. %

Hua Louyun kept the fan and stood still, regaining his composure and elegance!

Tang Benkui asked: Why did you not kill the two of them?

Hua Louyun said: "Their internal energy was forced by me and they were severely injured, causing them to lose the ability to resist! If you want to kill them, do it yourself! "

This was obviously giving Tang Benkui a difficult problem!

Hua Louyun's attitude was very obvious!

He is your son. If you are cruel, you can do it yourself!

Other people wouldn't be this mediocre for you!

Tang Benkui casually grabbed a sword, holding onto the sword hilt, he walked straight in front of Tang Benhu.

Domoto's Beard was bleeding profusely and his face was extremely pale … He looked like he was on the verge of death.

Tang Benkui's eyes were filled with indecision, and in the end, he had still recovered his cold and vicious intent. He raised the sword in his hand and aimed it at Tang Benhu's throat.

Ah!

Tang Benhu suddenly felt like he was struck by lightning, he was extremely terrified!

This gaze...

It was actually his …

Tang Benhu's mind was blank, as if he had been bombarded by explosives …

His young and tender face was badly mutilated, but at this moment, it was filled with doubt and puzzlement!

"Father …"

"Lord Father …"

"Why you?"

"Why do I have to put my life on the line for justice before finally discovering that the evil person is actually you?"

"Are you really going to kill me?"

"I'm your son!"

"Your own son!"

"Father, haven't you always doted on me the most?"

"Why?"

"Father, can you tell me why this is happening?"

"Why did you kill me?"

"Right now, your eyes are filled with killing intent. Are you really that heartless?"

In Tang Benhu's eyes, there was only shock and accusation!

He really did not understand why this evil man was his most respected father!

His eyes were full of pleading and sadness …

This was a son's greatest grief and despair!

"A man without poison! "For the sake of great deeds, I can only sacrifice a son …"

"Fortunately, I have an equally outstanding son!"

Tang Benkui hardened his heart, and the sword fiercely stabbed down!

Ah!

Tang Benhu did not have the time to think about many things, in the end, the sword directly pierced into his heart.

He screamed and fainted!

With a wave of his hand, the sword pierced straight into Tang Benhu's chest.

The hilt of the sword swayed unsteadily …

"Kill!"

Other than the people from the Lonely Smoke Pavilion, kill them all!

Tang Benkui's eyes turned red from killing!

He furiously issued a cold-blooded order to kill!

At this moment, everyone had lost their ability to fight. No one had the ability to resist him!

"Yes!" "Master!"

The group of black clothed death warriors all raised the swords in their hands and began to coldly kill those who had already lost their ability to resist, and even those who were unconscious …

The black robed Death Soldiers were like cold-blooded death gods …

No matter if the other party was alive or dead, the sword in his hand would ruthlessly stab down!

When he withdrew his sword, a splash of blood arose …

Ah!

"Ah!"

Occasionally, there would be one or two mournful wails …

One bloody massacre after another seemed as miserable as hell on earth …

In the blink of an eye, dozens of people were mercilessly killed!

These people were all famous figures in the martial arts world or the government. At this moment, they did not even have the ability to fight back!

The ashen faces of the Four Great curtain guest s were so quiet, as though they had just died.

They only needed to protect the people of the Lonely Smoke Pavilion!

Others...

They couldn't care less!

He didn't want to care!

Tang Benkui seemed to have completely lost all rationality. Seeing that Zhuo Gongrong was still battling bitterly at the corner of his wall, an intense hatred rose up in his heart!

"Someone come!" First cut Zhuo Lao San into eighteen pieces! "

The hatred that Tang Benkui had for the Zhuo Duke Palace for the past few decades burst out all at once!

"Yes!" "Master!"

There were already seven to eight black-robed Death Soldiers attacking Zhuo Gongrong, whose movements were already slow and bleeding profusely …

At this moment, another dozen black clothed Death Soldiers charged forward with swords in their hands!

Even if it was just a wild beast …

Facing such a ferocious group attack, he would be exhausted …

Zhuo Gongrong gave a long roar, "The heavens want me to die!"

After he finished speaking, he snatched the sword from the hands of one of the black robed Death Soldiers, and shattered the top of his head with a backhand strike!

"Before he died, he pulled back another one! "Haha …"

Zhuo Gongrong's entire body was covered in blood, and he looked so ferocious that he didn't seem like a person anymore …

However, he did not seem to be afraid in the slightest. All his companions had fallen and only he was left. He knew that his final fate was only one!

That was death!

"My Zhuo Lao San, so be it! I will absolutely not die in the hands of you scoundrels! "

Zhuo Gongrong had completely lost all of his fighting strength, the last bit of his remaining strength holding onto the sword he had just snatched away, he happily slashed at his own neck.