Chapter 2204 The Final Killer

The charm of fighting comes from the unstoppable brutality.

"Bang!"

More than a dozen Longmen disciples just followed Tian Mo and pressed forward, and two of them were swept by the car door of the Death Squad and fell to the ground, with blood splashing on their chins and painfully leaving the battlefield.

Although there were already seventy or eighty bodies on the field, the fighting was still fierce, with shouting and fighting with knives, and the scene was cruel.

For the first time, survival and death were so close.

To survive, for most people at this time, it depends not only on strength, but also on luck favored by God.

Tian Mo didn't care about the fights in other places, but just led the Longmen disciples to charge towards Zhao Wuji, his face as calm as water, neither happy nor sad nor angry.

The underworld trembled continuously, slashing out sword beams, blood flowers bloomed continuously, and in a blink of an eye, five people died under Tian Mo's sword.

Blood mist filled the night sky.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

The black knife moved forward without hesitation, aiming directly at Zhao Wuji who was protected by Ximen Shu in the center.

After nine of the fifteen Longmen disciples fell, six of them still followed Tian Mo closely, shielding him and blocking the knife for him.

Tian Mo's expression remained calm as he rushed forward, swinging his knife, and his face was covered with blood, making him look like a killing machine.

Watching the blood spurt and the life disappear, his steps did not stop. Tian Mo did not think about the difficulties ahead, but only wanted to kill Zhao Wuji as soon as possible.

To be soft-hearted in such an occasion is irresponsible to oneself and the people behind him.

On the way forward, Tian Mo found that the enemies who resisted Dalmatian and Canshou were all dead bodies, lying on the ground.

It was shocking, and the blood flowed like a river.

Zhao Wuji had no way to retreat.

"Swish!"

Tian Mo's morale was even stronger, waving the black knife at the enemy in front, raising it up and falling down, with great pleasure.

This knife slashed the neck of a burly opponent fiercely.

The ferocious burly man only had time to raise his hand before his whole body was instantly broken in half, bleeding profusely, and he died without even a scream.

The sharp black knife turned scarlet, and the blade was trembling violently.

"Swoosh!"

The black knife was raised again, and Tian Mo swept out mercilessly, the blade swept across the neck of a member of the Thirteen Alliance with a sweeping force, and the huge head flew out directly.

This made Ximen Shu and the others pause slightly, as if they did not expect Tian Mo to be so domineering, and then they were stimulated to be even more crazy.

Several Thirteen Alliance disciples roared and pressed towards Tian Mo, fearlessly trying to stop him from approaching.

Tian Mo was not afraid, and led his men to fight head-on.

Swords flashed, shouts of killing continued.

Shouting, wind and snow, cruelty, violence, corpses like mountains, blood flowing like rivers!

Everyone was bleeding, without grace, just jumping murderous intent.

The sword light became more and more brilliant!

Tian Mo led the Longmen disciples to advance step by step, every inch of land was bloodied.

After five more wounds on his body, he finally broke through the last line of defense built by the elite of the Thirteen Alliances, and was only three and a half meters away from Zhao Wuji.

"You two escort the leader to the supermarket."

Ximen Shu felt the dangerous breath of Tian Mo, shook the saber with his backhand, turned around and rushed towards Tian Mo: "I'll stop him!"

Two guards of the Thirteen Alliance pulled Zhao Wuji forward: "Leader, go."

Zhao Wuji turned back and shouted: "Come back alive."

Ximen Shu did not respond, just stared at Tian Mo.

Tian Mo did not say anything either, just shook his black road, and blood fell.

"Kill."

The next second, Ximen Shu shook his right hand, holding the saber and rushed towards Tian Mo, neat and tidy.

Tian Mo narrowed his eyes slightly and met with the knife!

The black knife and the saber collided in mid-air, with a crisp sound and sparks flying.

The two people who collided with each other had their knuckles cracked at the first time because of the huge force, and the blood dyed the knife handle red.

But compared to Tian Mo who took a step back, Ximen Shu fell five or six meters away, with a trace of blood flowing uncontrollably from the corner of his mouth.

The difference in strength between the two sides was clearly visible.

Tian Mo glanced at his struggling opponent, and instead of retreating, he took two steps forward, his body instantly soared into the air, and the black knife slashed at the opponent's body from bottom to top.

"Dang--"

Ximen Shu gritted his teeth, and his saber fiercely blocked Tian Mo's sword.

Tian Mo did not stop there, and raised the black knife high again.

This knife fell like thunder, without any stagnation, with great force and heavy power, and chopped down with force, domineering and heroic.

Ximen Shu's face changed, and he raised the saber in his hand and blocked it with all his strength.

"Dang!"

Tian Mo, with his saber, turned sideways and fell down with a bang, hitting the opponent's blade tightly, and the advantage of the weapon was instantly reflected.

The saber broke into two pieces in an instant.

"Kill!"

Ximen Shu threw the half-broken saber at Tian Mo, and at the same time pulled out a gun from his waist, aiming the muzzle at Tian Mo's body.

"Dang!"

Tian Mo chopped with his black saber, and the saber bounced back with a bang, shooting straight at Ximen Shu's throat.

Feeling the sharpness of the broken saber, Ximen Shu subconsciously dodged to the side, and Tian Mo took the opportunity to meet him, with the dazzling saber light like lightning splitting the sky.

"Swoosh!"

With this sharp sound, Ximen Shu's body shook, and his head flew into the air.

The headless body continued to turn around holding the pistol, but it could no longer pull the trigger, and then Ximen Shu fell straight to the ground...

Ximen Shu, dead.

At this time, Ye Tianlong was standing at the cashier counter of the supermarket, blocking Zhao Wuji's way with a gentle smile, and holding a lollipop in his hand.

"Alliance Master Zhao, I bought this whole street, you have no way to escape."

Ye Tianlong was rich and powerful, and he smiled and joked: "And don't you want to kill me?"

Zhao Wuji subconsciously stepped back and turned around, only to find that the retreat was blocked by Tianmo and the others, and the fighting outside gradually became smaller.

The tide is over.

A sad thought passed through Zhao Wuji's mind, but he quickly straightened his body and took out a remote control from his arms.

"Ye Tianlong, let me tell you, don't be complacent, I haven't lost yet."

He became crazy, shook the remote control in his hand and said, "Do you know what this is? The satellite remote control of the 'Gypsophila' explosive."

"This is the weapon I begged Tower Bear to sell me for a long time. The explosion is more powerful than C4. Two hundred grams can destroy a small building."

"I placed one kilogram of gypsophila at the sixty entrances. As long as I press my finger, the sixty entrances will explode at the same time and be razed to the ground."

"If not more than 60,000 of your more than 60,000 Longmen disciples stationed at the entrance of the Thirteen Alliance Hall will die, then 20,000 to 30,000 will die."

Zhao Wuji blew out a breath of hot air and called Banye Tianlong with the madness of a gambler: "You want 30,000 people to be buried with me?"

Ye Tianlong suddenly realized: "I just said, how could you be so kind and give me a confession? It turns out that there is a huge murderous intention."

He had to sigh, fortunately he was smart and didn't earn the last copper, otherwise he would have to face a painful choice today.

"That's right, I originally planned to kill you during the negotiation tomorrow, then blow up the 60,000 Longmen disciples, and then let the disciples of the Thirteenth Alliance kill you back."

Zhao Wuji showed a hint of regret: "I didn't expect that you would take the lead and force my plan to change."

When he said this, he was full of murderous intent and anger towards Ye Tianlong, but also had an undisguised appreciation.

This is indeed a monster opponent.

Later, Zhao Wuji changed the subject: "But as long as I don't die, there is still a chance for everything to turn around."

"Also, let me tell you one more thing. Concubine Chen Xiu has poison in her body. From the moment you fell in love with her, you were already poisoned."

"This is a chronic poison. It takes three weeks to attack and the whole body is full of ulcers. Except for the antidote in my hand, no medicine and no one can save you."

Zhao Wuji stared at Ye Tianlong with sharp eyes: "If I die, you will die too..."