(I feel that Chen Yuan and Andong Ye have a big reward, thank you.) ）

"Hmph." A dull sound came from Zhong Huangyu's nostrils, and his cold gaze swept away the heroes, his eyes were full of endless anger and unconcealable murderous aura, and that gaze made the hearts of the heroes chill.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that Brother Steep Bu was a hero, but he was killed by a traitor, this thief is not long-sighted."

At this moment, a nine-foot-tall man walked out of the crowd, the big man had a red face and a long beard, and held a long knife in his hand.

is a heroic man, it is like the rebirth of Guan Yunchang of the Three Kingdoms.

The big man looked up to the sky and laughed, and tears in the tiger's eyes fell from his eyes. After a long laugh, he put his long knife across his chest and clenched his fist with one hand to everyone: "Xiao Changdao, the master of the 'Big Knife Gate', was killed by Zhong Huangyu Lao'er just now for the 'Divine Leg Gang' gang leader Situ Steep Step, in order to make friends in the next place." Today, Xiao must know that it is impossible to escape death, but because of greed. Although he died without regrets, he was ashamed of Xiao's best friend Situ Gang Leader, and Xiao had no choice but to apologize for his death. ”

His voice was full of heroic and sad feelings, and he raised his voice a little: "If all the heroes can escape this catastrophe, I hope you will take care of the 'Big Knife Gate' and the 'Divine Leg Gang', Xiao is grateful." ”

After speaking, he bowed deeply to everyone. Then his eyes emitted a sharp light, and he looked at Zhong Huangyu fixedly.

"Zhong Huangyu Lao'er, such a great majesty, Xiao Mou didn't ask for advice." He shouted loudly, and the loud shout exploded in everyone's ears like thunder, arousing everyone's tragic fighting spirit.

"Master Xiao, rest assured, if we can escape, we will live up to Master Xiao in the future." The crowd had already begun to hear a sparse voice in response.

"Xiao Changdao, you deceived the old man's old man, and there was another fight just now, you can't do it if you want to pick up the old man's cheapness."

That Zhong Huangyu obviously had no chance of winning, but he didn't want to refuse, so he used this reason to bite the other party instead. The big knife raised by the other party was stunned in mid-air, he obviously didn't expect the other party to be so shameless, and immediately looked at Zhong Huangyu with an angry face.

Everyone was silent, no one made a sound, and they didn't dare to make any sound for Zhong Huangyu to kill the sturdy man. At the same time, they also hoped in their hearts that Xiao Changdao would come out and defeat Zhong Huangyu to combat his arrogance. But none of them thought that this Zhong Huangyu was also a generation of heroes, but he was extremely treacherous, and he didn't fight with that Xiao Changdao at all.

At this time, a beautiful man in a white robe walked out from behind the heroes, and the man walked towards Xiao Changdao.

The man stood with his hands in his hands and looked at each other from afar, with a momentum that was in the world, he calmly looked at Xiao Changdao opposite, and his light temperament made people inexplicably impressed by him.

"I have heard that Xiao Changdao, the master of the 'Big Knife Gate', has a long knife that sweeps the world and is invincible, and he is invulnerable to hard qigong all over his body. I want to learn under it, but I don't know if I can appreciate my face. Just one move to set the high. ”

"Okay." That Xiao Changdao agreed without thinking about it, he didn't ask the other party's name, and he didn't care what kind of weapon the other party used. At this moment, there is only one belief, that is, to defeat the other party, as long as the other party is defeated, maybe he can still get out of this martial arts arena alive.

Xiao Changdao raised the long knife in his hand, and slashed towards the man with a momentum like a long rainbow piercing the sun, and white swords shot out from the long knife.

But the man didn't dodge, he stood motionless on the ground, allowing the long knife to slash at him. Na Xiao Changdao was stunned when he saw this, but he did not stop the action of slashing the long knife in his hand.

When the knife was close to the man's foot, the man smiled strangely. And the long knife of Xiao Changdao slashed over, and the man immediately turned into nothingness.

With a "boom", the big knife took advantage of the situation and cut a slender crack on the ground of the martial arts dojo. Countless pieces of rubble burst out of the cracks, stirring up puffs of dust that persisted for a long time.

Just when the long knife suddenly felt bad, he wanted to take it back. It wasn't the man himself that he struck just now, but a phantom that the man had turned into.

And the next moment, the man appeared in front of him like a phantom. The man's right hand turned into a fist and struck Xiao Changdao's chest lightly. But Xiao Changdao's face was shocked, and he felt as if his whole body was frozen.

That punch seemed slow, but it was actually extremely fast, and he could only watch as the punch grew from small to large, and finally hit his left chest, and he couldn't dodge the opponent's right fist that hit him.

"You are ?????????".

He seemed to guess the identity of the other party, and as soon as the words came out, the punch was already in his chest. He only felt a dull sound in his chest, his chest suddenly concave, and his heart was squeezed with a powerful force. What he said, he was forced to go back.

The energy that stayed on his chest turned into a small knife, which spun rapidly in front of his chest, and his heart was still shattered by countless small knives. Gradually, the consciousness of his whole body gradually blurred, but his body fell straight down.

With a "clang", the long knife fell off and fell on the ground of the dojo.

Xiao Changdao fell, but his eyes were wide open, as if he couldn't blink a blind eye, or maybe he didn't expect that the other party would easily kill him with just one punch.

"The national teacher respects you as a man, so he will leave you with a whole corpse."

The man squatted down and whispered a few times in the ear of Xiao Changdao, who had fallen to the ground and died, but no one heard what he said, because all the heroes behind him were shocked by his momentum.

Ling Tianyun was sighing at the amazing slash of the Xiao long knife just now, and the momentum like a long rainbow lingered in his mind for a long time. But the next moment, the beautiful man only used one punch, and the punch that was as easy as raising a hand hit the chest of the long knife. Is it just beyond the constraints of time and space, such a seemingly understated punch contains a lot of martial arts philosophy.

That sword, that punch, were beyond Ling Tianyun's comprehension of the martial arts realm at this time. That Xiao long knife is very strong, much stronger than Zhong Huangyu, but that beautiful man is stronger, almost beyond the shackles of time and space.

The moment the two of them fought, they were deeply imprinted in Ling Tianyun's mind, this was the real martial cultivation. This kind of realm is what Ling Tianyun wants, such an amazing battle, but it gives Ling Tianyun an indelible motivation in this life.

"The Zhong family wants to slaughter the martial arts cultivators in my Han country, and they must not be allowed to succeed in their conspiracy. Everyone, run away, fight to the death to survive. ”

No one expected such a sentence to explode among the crowd.

Suddenly, the heroes reacted and made a "boom".

The crowd scattered, each spreading his body and fleeing in all directions, but unexpectedly, another killing awaited them.

"Ah," a scream rang out,

I saw a thin middle-aged figure swaying under the walls of the martial arts arena, but he didn't expect that four long arrows that pierced the sky shot at him with a sharp whistling sound.

He dodged the attack of three long arrows, but was shot by another long arrow, which pierced his chest and splashed bright blood flowers. The man was nailed to the wall, and the man stared at the long arrow in his chest with a dead face, blood spitting from his mouth, and his hands clutched the trembling arrow feathers.

"Princes' crossbows." He screamed, which seemed to use all his might, and then tilted his head and died.

"Ahh

There were several more screams,

However, several martial cultivators were shot by the huge long arrow, and two of them were shot in a row. The long arrow pierced through their chests, and the two men were joined together by an arrow, and pinned to the ground. The two men didn't seem to be out of breath, they felt the pain of tearing, and they were screaming loudly. Blood poured out of their chests, instantly filling the ground, and the mottled snow everywhere was stained crimson with the blood.

The remnant snow and the bright red blood stains set off each other, and it looked particularly charming.

Four or five Wu Xiu who had fled were fiercely shot by the long arrows sent out by the "Princes' Divine Crossbow", and they all fell in a pool of blood.

The heroes felt the power of the long arrows shot by the "Princes' Divine Crossbow", and their faces were like ashes. They also stopped their figures, and looked at the few martial cultivators who were struggling in a pool of blood.

Extreme fear surged into their hearts, and their panicked eyes did not have any luster, and the overlord who once dominated one side was now a fish to be slaughtered.

They didn't expect that there would be a peerless hegemonic weapon like the "Princes' Divine Crossbow" in the Zhongshan Martial Arts Dojo of Lanzhou City, which was evaded, and it was also distributed on the four corner towers in this dojo. According to the power of this strong crossbow, it can completely cover the entire martial arts dojo, and no one can escape the shooting of this strong crossbow without any movement.

Ling Tianyun didn't rush out with them, he knew the power of this "Princes' Divine Crossbow", and he couldn't escape the long arrows fired by this powerful crossbow no matter what. So when others fled in all directions, he fled far away, and no one noticed him for a while.

The crowd fell silent, they came to their senses, and no one made any more movements.

The screams began to weaken, and the martial cultivators who had been shot by the long arrows gradually lost their former majesty, their mouths open like dead fish, and their faces turned pale from excessive blood loss. Their hoarse screams were so weak that they could barely be heard, and to live like this was only torture for them.

Ling Tianyun looked at all this quietly, he pitied the plight of this group of people, but he couldn't do anything, he was not a savior, none of those martial cultivators who fell in a pool of blood were not stained with blood. Perhaps they should have had such an awareness a long time ago, and those who kill will always be killed. There is blood on his hands, and sooner or later he will have to pay it back.

But he still admires the two Xiao Changdao and Situ Steep Bu who died generously, these two people are a real generation of heroes, fearless and unrepentant, and their momentum is like a rainbow. For the death of these two, he inevitably had a sad feeling of the death of a rabbit and a fox in his heart.

Zhong Huangyu looked angry, waved his hand, and immediately walked out from behind everyone Several dead soldiers of the Zhong family.

Those dead soldiers walked in front of those martial cultivators who had not yet died after being shot by long arrows with swords in their hands, and their heads rose to the sky one by one, and then rolled to the ground. The blood sprayed all over the dead soldiers, like the blood-killing Shura sent out from hell one by one, and they harvested a human life in a casual manner.

When everyone saw this, they immediately trembled with fright, but they were helpless. Panic, anger, and all kinds of emotions filled them. And they were as overwhelmed as wood carvings, their pale faces without a trace of blood, and beads of sweat the size of beans ran down their foreheads and cheeks, instantly wetting their collars.

"Amitabha, Lord Zhong, don't kill too much." The old monk walked out of the crowd, and he stepped forward and said to Zhong Huangyu with a Buddha name.

Zhong Huangyu's face was proud, and he raised his head, just meeting the old monk's gaze.

He felt that his eyes were deeply attracted by the gaze of the old monk, and the eyes of the old monk were like a vortex that he easily fell into. And he seemed to be in a darkness, he fell deeper and deeper, and he couldn't break free from the darkness even if he tried to struggle.

"It's not good, this old monk has been recruited." His mind was still awake, but he could not get out of the darkness.

"Duh." A slight voice suddenly remembered in his ears, and his eyes suddenly lit up, and he returned to reality. He glanced at the beautiful man gratefully, but his heart shivered, and thin beads of sweat oozed from his forehead. This old monk is so powerful, he secretly exclaimed in his heart.

(It's time for the Dragon Boat Festival, I wish you all a happy Dragon Boat Festival.) ）