The night is dark and the wind is high. It's killing night.

Standing on the edge of Dongting Lake, blowing a cool night breeze and smoking cigarettes, it has quite a charm.

After finishing his cigarette, Yu Han walked towards Situ Manor, which was five hundred meters ahead.

At this time, the interior of the manor was brightly lit and seemed to be calm, but in fact it was full of murderous opportunities.

Although Yu Han did not perform divination, judging from his experience, the Broken Sword Gate was fully prepared.

Since the other party knew that he was coming today, there was no need to sneak around, Yu Han swaggered towards the main door.

There is a house on the left side of the door, and the doorman waits here all day, taking turns on duty, just like the community company in the city, very formal.

Seeing the stranger coming, the two guards immediately became alert, this thought, not all people in the rivers and lakes use swords. What age is it, and the use of cold weapons is outdated.

Except for those top masters, because they are all very obsessed with cold weapons, just like Yan Shishi, Situ Ping, Wushenfeng and others.

Chen Yiyang is at the forefront of the times, switching to daggers, and some use hand clasps, wrist knives, etc., in short, they are some very small weapons, but most of them are barehanded.

It's like Yu Han, with a breeze on both sleeves, and no bird feathers.

Although the two guards didn't recognize Yu Han, what kind of good goods could they be if they came to Situ Manor alone in the middle of the night?

"Who? What for? The doorman asked.

"Yu Han."

"Yu Han, do it." The doorman exclaimed, drew his gun and fired.

Many people in the rivers and lakes use modern weapons and cold weapons, either they are top masters or pretending to be forced goods.

And those who don't use weapons are either peak powerhouses or superb waste wood.

Bang bang

Yu Han disappeared with a snort, which made the two doormen not far away suddenly startled. Click, click There's no way, it's too stupid, even though they are all martial arts practitioners, put them in the city, to be thugs or bodyguards, they are all very advanced, and to fight black boxing, it is also very awesome.

But in front of Yu Han, it is simply vulnerable, and the gap is too big.

Although the strength of the Guigu faction is the secret arts, the kung fu is not that weak explosion, and the camel that is killed is bigger than the horse, let alone the dragon and the tiger.

Yu Han stepped over the bodies of the two and stepped into the gate of the manor.

A boulevard leads from the gate to the heart of the estate, where a circular garden sits. On the left and right, there are flowers and trees, which draw the water of Dongting Lake and form a meandering river that surrounds the manor. Yu Han also saw a lot of animals, and there were all kinds of birds nesting on those trees.

A manor is about the same size as an ordinary university.

Whoosh

Dozens of disciples wearing the special uniforms of the Broken Sword Gate, armed with long swords, rushed out from both sides of the boulevard, blocking Yu Han's way. Everyone stared at Yu Han viciously, and without saying a word, they directly swung their swords to meet him.

Kill, kill, kill, kill

Yu Han urged the internal force, slapped out his palms, and the domineering palm wind whistled, forming a chilling wind sound, directly forcing all the dozens of disciples who rushed over to retreat.

The disciples were all shocked.

"If you don't want to die, get out of the way." Yu said coldly.

These disciples play the role of cannon fodder, Yu Han is a master, there is no doubt about it, they are all afraid, but they are afraid to go up, if they don't go, how can the head explain it?

Therefore, since ancient times, whenever a master comes to the door, the disciples are the most hard, and they must rush hard.

After hesitating, the disciples rushed over again.

Yu snorted coldly, his feet were like the wind, he stepped out, his palms slapped out like lightning, and the continuous screams suddenly sounded.

Linen falls, flax falls

In less than a minute, dozens of disciples all fell to the ground and rolled and struggled, and the screams came one after another, which made people feel creepy to hear.

Yu Han didn't kill these cannon fodder, God has the virtue of a good life, killing them is meaningless, his target is Yu Congyu.

Walking through the crowd that had fallen to the ground, Yu Han continued to walk forward.

Directly ahead, dozens of people were killed.

Kill, kill.

The slogans are all shouted very loudly, but they all come and fall quickly.

People's anger is temporary, and when Yu Han learned that the beauty salon was bombed and Qiqi and Cuicui died tragically, he thought that he must wash the sword gate in blood. However, when he really arrived here, Yu Han no longer thought like that, people with blood on their hands would definitely not get any good ends, so it was most appropriate to avoid killing people as much as possible and injure and maim them.

In order to avoid the entanglement of these cannon fodder disciples, Yu Han simply used the smoke cloud step and flew directly towards the front, the speed was terrifying, making the disciples on the ground who were chasing and killing embarrassed.

Falling into the square in front of the main villa, Yu Han shouted in a deep voice: "Yu Congyu, get out and die." ”

There was a sinister laugh in the void, and the next moment, six people rushed out of the main villa.

It was the left and right Dharma Protectors and the four elders, and those disciples also surrounded them.

Yu Congyu put his hands behind his back, slowly paced out, with a relaxed and indifferent face, standing on the steps, looking down at Yu Han in front of him, and said with a smile: "The rumored head of the Guigu faction? ”

Hearing his pretending tone, Yu Han wanted to slap him twice, but he knew very well in his heart that it could not be achieved now, and it must be done step by step.

"Yu Congyu, do you know that you are dying?" Treat him in his own way, Yu Han said.

Yu Congyu laughed, and then said: "I don't know if I will die, but I know that you must die." ”

"Don't talk nonsense with me, do you want to go on one by one?" Yu Han said impatiently.

When Yu Han said this, he didn't even take their broken sword gate in his eyes, hundreds of people beat you, who do you think you are, do you have a white face or do you have two heads?

"Kill chickens with a cattle slaughtering knife, and I'll be enough for myself." Yu Congyu said, with a wave of his big hand, he jumped towards Yu Han.

He has just become the head of the house, and it is the time of Liwei.

In front of the Dharma Protector, the elders and the disciples, if Yu Han, the heir of the Guigu Sect, is killed, he will have a lot of face and a light on his face. Spreading the word is also awesome. Such an opportunity is not easy to give to others.

Hundreds of people surrounded Yu Han, even if he killed him, it was not a glorious thing, and if it was spread, it would even make the people in the rivers and lakes laugh.

The Broken Sword Gate is so awesome, it is really shameless to join forces to deal with one of them, and it is a shame to throw people to grandma's house.

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