Three dragons and five tigers, the momentum is like a dragon. Swept in all directions.

The Nine Silver Wolf Guards, without fear, faced the strong men of the Hongmen Sect and protected Ling Yiwei behind them.

Although he knew that he was invincible, no one flinched.

Protecting the Ling family and protecting the head of the Ling family is the mission of the Silver Wolf Guard, and it is also the original intention of the Silver Wolf Guard.

No matter what strong person they faced, they only adhered to one goal, that is, they must not let the head of the Ling family suffer any harm.

Even if he knew that it was a moth to the fire, the silver wolf guard was not afraid.

Don't take half a step back because of this!

Rumble!

In the deafening sound of vigorous explosion, the Nine Silver Wolf Guards, and the eight powerhouses of Hongmen, began the final confrontation.

Sharp claws tear through the air, iron fists shatter the void.

In the fierce battle, one after another the Silver Wolf Guards fell, and one after another the Silver Wolf Guards pounced on them, as if to put out a fire, and the moment the iron fist of the strong man of the Hongmen smashed through their chests, they gained light and heat.

Another punch, the Hongmen Dragon-level powerhouse with a strong rival force, the injured and thorny fist gloves bloomed with a life-threatening brilliance.

With a bang, one of the Silver Wolf Guards fell in response, flying upside down like a kite with a broken string, and slammed to the ground. Red blood spit all over the ground.

Under the punch of the strong man of Hongmen, the silver wolf guard died directly!

"Three wolves!!"

The corners of Ling Yiwei's mouth were still bloody, but he ran directly over in a hurry. However, Ling Yiwei, who was anxious, didn't notice that Roy behind him had already turned his hand into a knife at this time, and in the midst of the surging energy, a hand knife immediately slashed over.

Roy's sneak attack can be described as a tricky angle, specifically when Ling Yiwei is sad because of the death of his subordinates, this kind of time is almost the time when Ling Yiwei's vigilance is the lowest, and it can be said that he will be hit at a moment's notice.

Sure enough, by the time Ling Yiwei found out, it was already too late. Roy's knife was already in front of him.

However, just when Ling Yiwei thought that he was in danger of escaping this time, a figure pounced and directly blocked Ling Yiwei with his body.

Boom!

The strength is like a knife, and the muscles and bones are shattered.

The moment Roy's knife fell, almost half of the Silver Wolf Guard's body was cut off. Ling Yiwei watched the breath of his subordinates languishe, their vitality dissipated, and a mouthful of blood spit out, and finally fell into his arms.

"Five wolves!"

Seeing one after another Silver Wolf Guards fall in front of him, dying at the hands of Hongmen, Ling Yiwei's heart was almost dripping blood.

His eyes were bloodshot, his eyebrows were red, and there was endless hatred in the faces of Roy and the others.

Enduring the severe pain in his body, Ling Yiwei looked at them, his red eyes full of murderous intent.

Airplanes!

There were several buzzing sounds, and in the shocked eyes of Roy and the others, they saw five flying knives appear in front of Ling Yiwei.

The knife hovered in the air, buzzing and spinning like a ghost. Even on some of the flying knives, there were dripping red blood, dazzling and trembling.

"It's... It's..."

"Five-hearted!!

"It's... This..."

"How is this possible?"

Looking at this scene, Roy was stunned.

How can one person control five throwing knives at the same time?

You must know that for ordinary people, it is already difficult to use two purposes, but Ling Yiwei actually uses five goals in one mind, controlling five flying knives in a row.

"This guy's mental power, how terrible it should be!"

Roy's face was full of solemnity, and his face was almost dripping from his face when he looked at this scene.

Ling Yiwei's strength exceeded Roy's expectations.

"Three dragons and five tigers, all come here, deal with this kid together!"

"He has just awakened his spiritual power for only a year, and he must not be able to last long at all under his single-mindedness. ”

"Just get through it. ”

"Hold on until his mental power is exhausted, and it will be easy to kill him!"

Roy stared at Ling Yiwei solemnly, and at the same time instructed the Hongmen powerhouse behind him.

The eight powerhouses of Hongmen also nodded immediately, and then the next moment, they instantly burst out and attacked Ling Yiwei together.

But this time, they are mostly defensive, trying to avoid a head-on conflict with Ling Yiwei, just like Roy said, as long as they drag Ling Yiwei's mental strength Xiao Han is exhausted, they can take it down in one fell swoop.

However, Ling Yiwei's spiritual power was overwhelming and pervasive, even if they tried their best to dodge, they were still inevitably stabbed by flying knives.

Even the Eighth Elder of the Hongmen, Roy, was stabbed three times in a row under Ling Yiwei's flying knife. On top of the old body, he was also scarred, and his face was also hung with flowers.

However, as Roy expected, not long after their stalemate, Ling Yiwei really gradually showed fatigue, and the five flying knives that were originally soaring and lingering had already dropped one at this time.

Obviously, Ling Yiwei's consumption was huge, and it was difficult to support the consumption of five flying knives.

"Hold on!"

"Hold on a little longer!"

A flying knife whistled past, and then a bloody mark appeared on Roy's arm, and Roy, who was extremely embarrassed, clenched his teeth and said again to the person behind him with a gloomy face.

Finally, there was another snap, and another throwing knife fell to the ground.

At this time, Ling Yiwei only had two flying knives left in his hands.

"It's now!"

Roy burst into a roar, like a volcano that had been silent for many years, and exploded at this moment.

There are nine strong people, rushing up.

With a fist or a palm, he slammed into the young man in front of him.

The overwhelming attack almost swept the entire world. This area, in the home of the outbreak of Roy and others, suddenly boiled violently like boiling water.

Bang!

Bang!

With two soft sounds in succession, Ling Yiwei's last two flying knives were also smashed down by the attacks of Roy and others, and at this time, Ling Yiwei had no slightest defense in front of him, and was unreservedly exposed in front of everyone in Hongmen.

A series of attacks almost hit Ling Yiwei's body one after another.

I only heard the sound of broken muscles and bones, and a red blood suddenly stained the sky. However, at the last moment, this terrifying attack triggered a flash on Ling Yiwei's body, and an energy light shield instantly held up, but the cyan light pillar only lasted for a moment before it was instantly annihilated, and the jade talisman in Ling Yiwei's arms also shattered with this light mask, turning into countless annihilation powder, and helplessly fell to the earth.

Ling Yiwei's face was covered with blood, and his body slammed to the ground.

But that light shield protected his life after all.

It's just a one-time mask, but this time he protected it, but next time he won't have anything to protect him.

"I really didn't expect that Old Man Ling Xiaotian would give you something to save your life. Looks like he's expecting a lot from you!"

"But that's the end of it. ”

"I'll see next time, what else can save you?"

Roy sneered, and then clenched his hands into fists, not giving Ling Yiwei the slightest respite, an iron fist tore through the sky, and smashed directly in the direction of Ling Yiwei.

At this time, Ling Yiwei, the whole person was lying on the ground so weakly, his nose and mouth were already full of blood, just now the full force of the nine powerhouses of the Hongmen, although he was saved by the talisman in the end, but the overflowing strength had already caused great injuries to Ling Yiwei.

His ribs were broken, his lungs were hit hard, and even his breathing was so painful.

Ling Yiwei clearly felt that there was something in his body, which was slowly passing like flowing water.

Perhaps, that's life.

Ling Yiwei's vision was already blurred, and in his ears, only Roy's terrifying fist wind was whistling.

At the moment before he died, Ling Yiwei's heart was surprisingly calm, but he felt a little guilty.

I was ashamed of the cultivation of the Ling family, I was ashamed of Yiyi's devotion to Yiyi, and I felt even more sorry for Chu Yun.

He didn't stop this wedding after all, and he didn't wait for Chu Yun's arrival.

"Brother Chu Yun, Yi Wei, I really tried my best..."

Ling Yiwei opened his mouth and muttered softly, but his mouth was full of blood.

"Die, bastard!"

"That's what happens to traitors. ”

Roy smiled coldly, and with a pair of iron fists, he smashed angrily at Ling Yiwei's head without mercy. The three dragons and five tigers behind him watched quietly from behind, with Ling Yiwei's condition at this time, killing him, Roy alone was enough.

However, just as Roy's fists were about to hit Ling Yiwei's head.

Beyond the horizon, there was a sound of breaking wind, and it exploded suddenly.

The boy who came from the land of China finally arrived in New York, USA. The thin figure quietly gathered.

It was like a ray of light, piercing the void and tearing the sky, and swept towards here.

People have not yet arrived, but the terrifying power has already descended thousands of miles away.

"Heavenly Thirteen Styles"

"The first type, step into the air!"

The young man stepped on the void and swung his qi into a sword.