Yidao had a fearful look on his face and was walking very fast. If you look closely, you can even see that his legs were shaking a little. The boys behind him were in ragged clothes, their bodies covered with stab wounds and stained with blood. Their eyes were wide, but not angry but filled with anger. He panicked and ran forward not to fight for his life but to escape for his life, just like poking a hornet's nest.
Zhao Yue was filled with excitement just now, but now it looked like June Tian had fallen into a hole, and his whole body had instantly turned from unbearably hot to bone-chilling coldness. The change was so drastic that he tightened his grip on the knife and even forgot to cut it off.
Guiying's mood changed in another way. Originally, he was fighting equally with Zhao Yue, but now his confidence increased sharply. He shouted loudly, aimed his knife at Zhao Yue's head and slashed at it.
"Look at the knife," Guiying used his arms so hard that the veins in his wrists bulged. He was bound to cut Zhao Yue into two pieces with this knife.
This loud shout woke up Zhao Yue, who was in a daze. He hurriedly retreated, but it was still a little late. The ghost's knife cut open his shirt and made a shallow wound on his chest.
Zhao Yue secretly regretted that she was still young after all and did not have the courage to face danger. Looking at the blood that was seeping out quickly, Zhao Yue wiped it away and picked up the knife to slash at the ghost again.
Yidao led his younger brothers to run behind Zhao Yue and then let out a long breath. Oh my god, that Long Chenfei is scarier than a hornet's nest.
"Brother, we only have these 20 or 30 people who came here. The others have probably surrendered," a younger brother finally stopped trembling after succeeding, but his voice was still trembling slightly.
He cursed with a knife: "Grandma, Long Chenfei, I..."
"Brother, Long Chenfei is here with someone," before Yidao finished speaking, a younger brother reported, and the cigarette he had just lit in his hand fell to the ground.
"Brother Zha, look, Ghost Shadow, Yi Dao, and Zhao Yue are all there," Awen raised his knife to stop everyone from advancing, then swung his knife and pointed it horizontally at the melee crowd in the distance.
The night is getting darker and darker, the wind is getting stronger and stronger, lightning has begun to flash in the distance and there is rumble of thunder, and it is about to rain.
"I'll go over later and smoke a cigarette, don't worry," Long Chenfei tugged on his trouser legs and squatted on the ground, then took out a mountain of rivers and threw one to Awen.
"Brother Zha, you just want to sit on the mountain and watch the fight between tigers and reap the benefits," Awen said, holding the knife, curling his lips and taking a puff of the cigarette.
Long Chenfei chuckled, did not answer, and blew out a smoke ring. He was going to clean them up together in a while. Hey, were they going to unify the underworld in Jiangzhou? Brother Zha suddenly felt a little dazed.
It is said on the road that Zhang Dali's sword is so awesome that ghosts and ghosts kill people invisibly. In fact, it is just three people becoming a tiger. It is like the 250 cup martial arts competition held by a certain TV station. Each one claims to be a direct disciple. The peerless master, Taishan Beidou, really competes like a child fighting, only the bastard boxing and wild donkey legs are left.
Spreading rumors, Zhang Dali and Guiying were said to be the reincarnation of the devil. In fact, Zhao Yue discovered as soon as they fought against Guiying that apart from being faster, there was nothing special about Guiying.
When Guiying saw the people from Longmen appearing, he was ecstatic and started to attack Zhao Yue even more fiercely. Zhao Yue was panicking in her heart. Her thoughts were no longer as focused as when they were fighting. At this time, she was worried that Long Chenfei would join in and use his tactics. He started to panic and gradually lost control.
However, what is very strange is that the two of them have been hacking for a long time, and the younger brothers beside them have fallen halfway down, while Long Chenfei and his younger brothers are squatting in the distance and puffing away the smoke.
"Long Chenfei, what the hell are you dawdling about?" Guiying watched the younger brothers fall down, like a child who had their lollipop taken away. He felt distressed and scratched his head and ears angrily.
"Uncle Dao, what are you doing? Why don't you come and help me?" Zhao Yue yelled at Yi Dao. Poor Yi Dao was still in fear and almost wet his pants when Zhao Yue shouted.
"You idiot, what are you shouting for?" Yi Dao was in a safe zone and had some of the power of a tiger. He cursed, picked up a knife and rushed into the crowd with his brothers.
"Long Chenfei, what the hell are you doing?" The addition of a knife made Guiying quickly feel the difficulty, and the four younger brothers who had just stepped up next to him were immediately chopped down.
"Brother Zha,"
"Brother Zha,"
"Brother Zha,"
…
Suddenly, several teams came running from the darkness, and the blades were connected together, like a rapidly condensing stream, gathering around Long Chenfei.
Everyone in the hall was gathered, Long Chenfei stood up, flicked out the cigarette butt, held the knife tightly, and rushed towards the ghost's position.
"Damn it, you're finally here," Guiying was overjoyed. If you don't come again, I'll be doomed.
"Well, I'm late," Long Chenfei clenched his sword with both hands and slashed it hard with a bang. What everyone couldn't believe was that Long Chenfei's sword slashed like a ghost.
The ghostly figure looked like he was suddenly suffering from Alzheimer's disease. He looked at Long Chenfei in horror, not knowing what was going on. But before he could think about it, Long Chenfei slashed with his knife again.
The ghost was furious: "What are you doing? You are crazy."
Long Chenfei didn't speak, and he slashed with another knife. Guiying hurriedly rolled to the side. Long Chenfei followed up with the third knife and cut open Guiying's trouser leg, creating a gash. Blood quickly poured out. .
Yi Dao's eyes widened, his mouth opened wide, and he forgot to wipe away the drool. What's going on? Could it be that Zhao Yue and Dragon Scum have joined forces.
Yidao's eyes turned and met Zhao Yue's eyes, which were also full of fear and questions. Then the two of them showed even more frightened eyes. Long Chenfei... He wanted to dominate Jiangzhou.
Zhao Yue, Guiying, Yi Dao, the three parties had been fighting for a long time. Most of the younger brothers fell down, and those who were standing were covered with injuries and exhausted. When they gradually realized the intention of Longmen's coming, they slowly started from the soles of their feet. A kind of panic arose.
Hundreds of people from Longmen had surrounded them. The shining blades, butcher-like eyes and the silent atmosphere made them almost collapse.
"Long Chenfei, I didn't expect that we were all tricked by you," the ghost covered his calf and glared at Long Chenfei angrily.
Unfortunately, Long Chenfei didn't look at him at all.
"Long Chenfei, do you want to dominate Jiangzhou? You have such a big appetite." Zhao Yue pointed a knife at Long Chenfei and cursed: "A sinister, shameless, despicable and hypocritical villain."
"Oh, I didn't expect that I have so many honorary titles, thank you," Long Chenfei nodded on a Sanjiang and said with a smile.
"If you have the guts, let's challenge each other, don't you dare?" Yidao cursed and then retracted his head.
"Okay, the three of you come together to save others from saying I'm a bully," Long Chenfei blew out a smoke ring and said with a serious face.
Damn it, the younger brothers are sweating profusely. They are bullying whom. There is no way to pretend to be in competition.
Being so despised by Long Chenfei, the three of them were furious. They had to save their face even if they fought to the death today.
Yida, Zhao Yue, and Guiying, now became close comrades in arms, and the three blades were pointed at Long Chenfei's head.
Awen was squatting on the ground, smoking a cigarette, with a leisurely look on his face. A boy next to him clenched his fists and looked at Brother Zha nervously.
"Relax, come on, smoke a cigarette," Awen gave this little brother a lesson. Sanjiang pulled him and squatted on the ground: "What's your name?"
"My name is Zhang Xiaoxiao," the younger brother said as he took the cigarette and lit it.
"Are you scared?" Awen asked.
"I'm worried that Brother Zha will be outnumbered and will be embarrassed," the younger brother said, looking at Brother Zha intently.
"It's not bad to be embarrassed, then we can laugh at him in the future," Awen saw Brother Zha's arm moving and stood up from the ground. Brother Zha, you must not be embarrassed.