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From the moment Ye Cheng came to meet up with them, the Eastern Ocean Flower Forest had never been at peace. From the assassination of the first geisha, to the life-and-death battle between Ye Cheng and Yichuan and Yinwu, and then to one of the old deacons of the two families, Fu Miaolong — — wanting to finish the killing of Ye Cheng, all of this caused a bloody scene, turning the originally peaceful East China Sea Flowery Forest into a battlefield for slaughter time and time again.

And right now, the East Sea Flower Forest had already become a battlefield since the moment the Paddy Creek Society decided to make a move on Ye Cheng. However, this time, there was a rare moment of peace and quiet. As a result of the war of words, both sides fell into a state of relaxation. The two main generals of the two factions, one of them being the two old deacons of the Pastoral Association, the other was Ye Cheng and his master Lin Yifan, at this moment, neither of them could launch an attack on the other party. Whether it was Fujia Dragon One or Ye Cheng, both of them were severely injured and needed to be recuperated in a short period of time. Among the two factions, there were also reserve officers who served as the second tier. They were Ye Cheng's three good brothers Fan Ming Cheng, Xiao Yi Feng, and An Gao Han.

If Ye Cheng was seriously injured, then compared to the injuries Fan Mingcheng and the others had sustained, the injuries weren't serious. Coupled with the presence of Lin Yifan and the elixir, the Zhen Qi within their bodies were recovering at a high speed. Although the enemy's twenty thousand assassins were hit repeatedly by the shockwaves of the battlefield, it was not a direct confrontation. Not long after, some of the people with strong inner strength were able to stand up with the help of their katana. Their eyes, filled with the desire to accomplish something, were aimed at the Chinese people in the center of the open space.

A race against time!

Even if Lin Yifan's godly skills were unrivalled, even if he was continuously sending zhen qi to the four of them like a treasure, it did not mean that he would be able to free himself and use it against the twenty thousand strong army that could wake up at any time from its slumber. Normally, these twenty thousand killers were nothing in Lin Yifan's eyes. Killing all of them was practically a piece of cake, but now, things were different. Even if the opponent were to spit on the island, he could drown his old bones. Therefore, Ye Cheng would not be able to recover in a short period of time, but since his physique was strong and he wouldn't die, Lin Yifan stealthily transferred his Zhen Qi to the other three people. He hoped that they would respond quickly and use it as a barrier between him and Ye Cheng.

"Teacher, you're a bit biased. I, Ye Cheng, am your true disciple." How could such a joke be said in public? Therefore, Ye Cheng could only respond with double inspiration and talk to his master through the air. Others would think that joking in such a crisis was courting death, but just like experts who needed to get drunk before a battle, his words were a way for his master to relax.

"Stinky brat, stop stinky beautiful! Didn't you just drink enough from a jar of wine? " From Lin Yifan's voice, you couldn't detect even the slightest hint of nervousness. Under the infusion of Lin Yifan's true energy, Fan Mingcheng was the fastest to recover from his injuries.

After taking a quick look around, they had already gathered a large group of 3000 assassins. The old turtle was healing Fu Gong Long while giving an attack order to his subordinates.

No way, with just Fan Mingcheng's skill, he wouldn't be able to fight against these three thousand elite soldiers. Although shooting from the left and right was Fan Mingcheng's specialty, two guns could instantly kill that many people? Unrealistic, even the assassins of the 'Assassin's Alliance' couldn't do it. What to do? It seemed that he could only let Ye Cheng do the same trick to stall for more time.

"Master, you still understand me. Even though I, Ye Cheng am seriously injured, as long as my delicate mouth remains, I will be able to decompose and become a miracle!" Before he started shouting, Ye Cheng purposely cleared his throat and quickly organized his thoughts.

"Old Turtle, I would like to ask for your honorable name!" Since you and Fu Gong Long are experts of the same rank in the Paddy Rivers Association, then even if I, Ye Cheng, lose my life in the East Sea Flower Forest today, I still have the right to know who killed me, right? Furthermore, to be able to kill me, Ye Cheng, is probably a good thing in your life. " Ye Cheng's voice was still loud and clear, making it hard for people to hear him.

"Hahaha, young people finally know how to respect their elders and love their children. Listen carefully, this old man's name is called Turtle Mountain Man. "

"Hahaha, it really is an old turtle!" Ye Cheng was immensely proud of himself. It seemed like his plan had worked. As long as the other party replied, he had the confidence to make the other party continue talking without knowing it.

But this time, Ye Cheng was obviously wrong. Some things could be eaten easily, but only in different situations and on the right people. Especially a moment ago, Ye Cheng's acting and camouflage must have left a deep impression on the crowd. Although the Turtle Mountain Man was old and had a poor memory, he still had an impression of this idea. As an expert, how could he simultaneously step into two pits in such a short amount of time?

"Alright, Ye Cheng. I like a kid like you. Unfortunately, you've done so many stupid things and missed your chance to live again and again. "In the end, this old man will teach you another lesson, and that is, you must never repeat the same trick again. Others are not as foolish as you think they are." From then until now, the man from Turtle Mountain had always been smiling slightly. However, the moment he finished speaking, a cruel expression was replaced on his face. It was an expression that only appeared when he supported the slaughter.

To the man from Turtle Mountain, this was a massacre. His confidence came from the fact that he had quickly recovered his elite soldiers. In fact, Turtle Mountain was fully aware of the value of time, and the bullshit they had with Ye Cheng could buy them time. In order to ensure that there would be no mistakes, in order to prevent any unexpected changes, Turtle Mountain's Man finally decided to make the first move.

"You're still going on about how you're the best in the world with your mouth? Now that's great! You've lost a lot of face." Lin Yifan's favorite thing to do was to mock and ridicule Ye Cheng. Coincidentally, Ye Cheng also did the same. The two of them were truly master and disciple alike.

"Tsk, I don't even know where I learned this eloquence from?" Ye Cheng knew that a large portion of what he learned was from Qiao RuBing. Sigh, so much time had passed, he didn't even know what had happened to Qiao RuBing. Would he go on a rampage and become uncontrollable, or would he remain as a lady waiting for his triumphant return?

A lady? I don't think she'll ever do it in her life. Ye Cheng shook his head and mocked himself. His brain had been damaged from the backlash of his Zhen Qi. How was this possible?

He might as well look at reality for the sake of thinking about Qiao RuBing.

In less than five minutes, the original three thousand assassins had now become a standard manpower of nearly ten thousand people per division. It seemed that Kawagawa was indeed not one of those unorganized, undisciplined, or professional gangsters in China, it was simply a quasi-military organization. Ye Cheng was secretly surprised by the recovery and battle training of its members.

The ten thousand katars pointed towards the sky. The blade edge gave off a cold glint as if the temperature in the Eastern Ocean Flower Forest had dropped. A chilling, heart-piercing killing intent enveloped Ye Cheng and the others. Although Fan Mingcheng and Xiao Yifeng had already completed their initial preparations for battle, Lin Yifan still felt that it was not enough.

But what could he do if he wasn't prepared enough?

Wow, wow, wow!

The ghosts of the island always wailed when they attacked, as if not doing so was not enough to show their foolishness. From the war decades ago to the collective assault, it really hadn't changed at all. They were like a tide as they surrounded him from all directions. The few people who were fastest in the front really wished they could cut off Ye Cheng's head and behead him for good!

"If you want Ye Cheng's head, then you have to ask the spear in my hands!" Saying this, Fan Mingcheng stomped on the ground and rose into the air. At the same time, he elegantly took out two silencers. The silencer produced pleasant sounds as the pistols in his right and left hands shot out bullets at high speed. For a time, the clang of cold weapons and kungfu weapons clashed against hot weapons and bullets. Flames flew in all directions, creating an extremely thrilling scene.

"How can I, Xiao Yi Feng, not be so loyal?" After laughing towards the sky three times, Xiao Yi Feng also jumped up from the ground. He immediately took out something that stunned the assassin from the island nation in front of him. My god, how could Xiao Yi Feng have that heavy machine gun hidden on him? However, Xiao Yi Feng did it. With a pull of the wrench, a burst of machine-gun fire was fired at the assassins from the island. No matter how fast or nimble the killers from the island were, when the Elementary Scholar was faced with a weapon that could not be easily avoided, the Elementary Scholar immediately threw away a corpse that was out of proportion to the number of bullets used.

"I just like to be simple and crude." Xiao Yifeng blocked on the spot, the heavy machine gun in his hand like a plastic toy, playing the role of a tiger with power.

With his agile figure and agile speed, Fan Mingcheng had already broken through the black barrage of the island's assassins. Although the bullets he fired so far weren't able to kill him on a large scale, he was still not the indestructible Boxer Regiment. Whether it was Xiao Yifeng or Fan Mingcheng, or even An Gaohan, who was about to be put into battle, both knew that their mission was to stall for time for Ye Cheng's final counterattack.

Finally, An Gaohan stood up as well. A hole had appeared in the front line between Xiao Yifeng and Fan Mingcheng. It could be said that An Gaohan's timing in joining the battle was perfect.

"This is the true beginning of the battle!" Compared to An Gaohan, Xiao Yi Feng's weapon was much weaker. Those island assassins rushed to Ye Cheng's side once again, but they were almost scared to the point that they peed their pants by the terrifying An Gaohan!