Chapter 2400: Washing the Knife (Happy New Year's Eve to Everyone)

"Swoosh--"

More than a dozen Mingyue backbones surrounded him, and the daggers were like poisonous snakes, ready to bite Ye Weiguo to death.

Ye Weiguo had no expression on his face, and he walked through them with a knife. After a few clangs, he passed through the encirclement.

Behind him, there were corpses all over the ground. The besiegers didn't even touch Ye Weiguo's clothes, and they extinguished their lives in his "Zhanri", and blood splashed on the ground.

"How can this old guy be so powerful?"

Chen Huanghe rubbed his eyes repeatedly, unable to believe the scene in front of him, but Cai Jiujin and the others didn't answer, and their eyes were all on Ye Weiguo.

Everyone felt the danger and was strangled by the fierceness.

The smell of blood and killing flowed in the air, and the noon breeze seemed to be a little colder because of this terrible scene.

Park Zhongjian still didn't move, and he was still drinking tea in silence, as if he was not a notary and had nothing to do with these things.

Ma Qingdi and Park Zhanjun had shining eyes and an indescribable heat on their faces.

"Ah——"

Two Mingyue elites who were wielding swords flew out of the crowd at the right time, trying to stab Ye Weiguo from behind.

But just as the blades were about to hit the middle, Ye Weiguo swung his sword back with a powerful momentum, cutting off their swords and slashing into their chests.

The sword broke, the man fell, and there was no sound after two twitches.

Ximen Cheng waved his hand decisively: "Kill!"

More than a dozen Mingyue backbones rushed forward, with sharp swords and a fearless attitude.

Ye Weiguo remained calm and swung the Zhanri coldly.

"Ah——"

In the cold wind and bloody rain, it was clear that the Mingyue backbones who were wielding swords and charging were killed by Ye Weiguo one by one like mowing grass.

Ye Weiguo's every move was accompanied by the powerful force of wind and thunder.

Is this still a human? It's really terrible!

In the horrified eyes of all the guests, Ye Weiguo's figure was so violent, cruel, tall, but elegant, as if he was a legendary knight.

Many people present knew Ye Weiguo and had a certain understanding of him. In their impression, he was a hero who had once been glorious.

To be more realistic, Ye Weiguo was an old man with a declining sun, so he showed his fangs now, which shocked many people.

This old man was too powerful and too scary.

Cai Jiujin and his friends' minds were also blank, and they instinctively stepped back, as if they had to stay away from the door to breathe, and at the same time they almost yelled with toothache:

"Ye Weiguo, are you crazy?"

Cai Jiujin shouted: "Come here, stop him for me."

As soon as the voice fell, four figures flashed behind the four people, three men and one woman, sixty years old, dressed in ordinary clothes but restrained, and exuding the scent of sandalwood.

A monk, a Taoist priest, a nun, and a lama.

Four outsiders, four lethal weapons, they all held swords in their hands, not only were they as still as a rock, but also their pride flowed.

Ye Weiguo and Ma Qingdi straightened their bodies slightly, obviously seeing that these four people were not simple.

"The four great priests of the Cai family, the East Gate, the West Gate, and the Chen family?"

Ye Weiguo smiled coldly: "Even the masters who guard your house have been brought here. It seems that you have really put a lot of effort into dealing with the Ye family today."

Cai Jiujin shouted: "Ye Weiguo, there are always people outside the sky, and if you don't stop, don't blame us for being disrespectful to the elderly."

"How can four monsters block my way, Ye Weiguo?"

Ye Weiguo sneered, and then continued to move forward. When he slowly approached, the four great priests tensed their nerves, and the veins on the back of their hands holding the swords burst out.

The murderous aura continued to accumulate, and his face became more and more ferocious.

The four men shouted in unison: "Ye Weiguo, put down the butcher knife!"

Ye Weiguo snorted coldly: "I am killing the devil, how can I have a butcher knife?"

Cai Jiujin shouted subconsciously: "Kill him!"

"Swoosh--"

The pupils of the four great priests shrank, and suddenly they shouted loudly, and the long swords were unsheathed at the same time, and the dazzling sword light was like a white lightning.

It was fast and fierce, and very fierce.

Ye Weiguo swung his knife.

"Dang!"

With a harsh sound, all movements suddenly condensed, and everything in the whole garden seemed to have stopped at this moment.

Ye Weiguo's knife was still hanging down, as if it had never been raised, but the blood was thicker.

The swords of the four great priests were on Ye Weiguo's body, and there was a gap in the expensive Zhongshan suit, but the four did not stab it again.

They seemed to be suddenly frozen by frost, and then the swords in their hands slowly cracked, split into two, and their necks were dislocated.

"Puff!"

Blood spurted out from the wound.

The faces of the four great priests, which were originally full of murderous intent, were now filled with horror and fear. With another "bang", their bodies fell heavily to the ground.

One knife cut the throat.

The midday wind was still blowing, but the garden was as silent as a grave.

Cai Jiujin and the other four looked at the dead priests, their bodies could not stop being cold, and there was also unconcealed despair:

"Kill them, kill them..."

They really couldn't believe that the four great priests were killed by Ye Weiguo with one knife. You know, if the four of them joined forces, even Master Guxing would find it difficult to take advantage.

"I am a dignified ninth-grade master, how can you, the villains, stop me?"

Ye Weiguo flicked his fingers lightly on the blade, with indescribable elegance and a touch of domineering and looking down on the world.

Hearing that Ye Weiguo was a ninth-grade master, the whole audience was shocked again. They didn't expect that a hundred-year-old body could break through the ninth grade.

At the same time, they also knew one thing, that the Ye family was going to rise.

"Shoot, shoot!"

Seeing how terrifying Ye Weiguo was, Chen Huanghe instinctively shouted: "Ye Weiguo attacked the leader, shoot him quickly."

"Who dares to shoot?"

"No shooting!"

Park Zhongjian and Ma Qingdi shouted at the same time, instantly intimidating the special forces team members. The Ma family elite also raised their guns and locked onto the Mingyue gunner.

Park Zhanjun also came forward with Park's bodyguards, raising his firearms to suppress the Ming Yue loyalists who were approaching from all sides.

"Whoosh!"

At this moment, Ye Weiguo suddenly stepped into the middle of Cai Jiujin and the four others, and twirled his sword halfway.

"Broken arm!"

A flash of cold light, a shocking sword strike.

Cai Jiujin and the others screamed, and their left arm fell off, bleeding profusely. They bit their lips to prevent the screams from ringing out.

The sharp and sharp knife made people's hair stand on end. The guests who had only felt Ye Weiguo's domineering attitude before were shocked and experienced his cold-blooded ruthlessness.

The whole place was as dead as a cemetery, and you could hear a needle drop. Half of the people were stunned, still feeling palpitated by the sharp edge that remained in their minds.

This broken arm is even more heart-wrenching than the death just now.

Pu Zhongjian's eyelids also twitched, and he felt a chill in the afternoon breeze.

"ah--"

The atmosphere in the entire garden was stagnant, and many beauties and ladies who were not used to the atmosphere and the blood had ugly expressions. Sophie even shivered and fell down.

No one thought that Ye Weiguo had such courage and dared to kill in public, and even broke Cai Jiujin's arm without mercy.

Ye Weiguo raised his right hand and nailed the sword into the grass:

"Wu Ma, wash the knife!"