Chapter 793 Are You Number 81?

Seeing Master Hu kill two of his men directly, his ruthlessness and dominance shocked everyone present. They did not expect Han Qinhu to have such men.

Then, more than ten people jumped out of the window, all Tiger Masters holding axes. The murderous intent emanating from their bodies seemed to distort the air.

The murderous elites of the Song family felt a chill deep in their hearts when they were stared at by Han Qinhu and others.

Song Zhu shouted: "Who is it?"

Ding Yanqing stared at Han Qinhu, feeling like she had seen him before somewhere. Han Qinhu was also staring at her, with a hint of teasing in his eyes. They were really enemies.

Liang Xiucai knew Han Qinhu, so he struggled to say: "Ye Tianlong's people."

Yingying and Baliangjin showed a glimmer of hope, but at the same time they felt a little bit more ashamed. They originally thought they would share their worries with Ye Tianlong, but unexpectedly they still needed the latter's help.

"Thank you, Leader Liang, for remembering my brother."

When Song Zhu's eyelids twitched slightly, a voice came from the top of the stairs. Song Zhu and the others looked sideways and saw Ye Tianlong walking over with a group of people with broken hands, followed by at least twenty tiger masters.

Each one was holding a blood-stained axe, and they were filled with murderous intent. It was difficult to breathe even if you got closer.

Judging from their blood-stained axes and clothes, the elite members of the Song family downstairs are probably in danger.

Song Zhu twitched the corner of his mouth and shouted through gritted teeth: "Ye Tianlong!"

He looked at Ye Tianlong with a look of resentment. Unexpectedly, the boy who drank Nuerhong and fought fiercely all night not only did not have to sleep in bed for three days, but also appeared here in high spirits. What surprised him even more was that Ye Tianlong could accurately When you find this place, you must know that this Wangjiang Tower was a temporary agreement.

Liang Xiucai also looked at Ye Tianlong in surprise, unbelievable that he came to Wangjiang Tower. In addition to Song Zhu telling Ye Tianlong that he was seriously injured, his whereabouts were also secret.

Today at the Wangjiang Tower chat, only a few dozen people present knew about it, and the rest didn't know.

However, the surprise quickly dissipated, and Liang Xiucai began to think about today's ending. What would he do if Ye Tianlong won?

"Team Leader Song, good afternoon. I didn't expect you and I to meet again."

At this time, Ye Tianlong stretched his body, leaned forward casually, and calmly met Song Zhu's cold gaze: "It's just now and then."

"Last night you were chasing me like a dog, but today, you are destined to die. I don't know, do you have anything to say before you die?"

Hearing Ye Tianlong's words, Song Zhu laughed loudly, with a touch of ridicule on his face: "You have thirty or forty people, and I also have thirty people."

"I can't kill you, I admit it, but if you want to kill me, that's a joke."

When Ding Yanqing took back the thin knife, Song Zhu looked proud: "There was a fierce battle last night. You were injured and your strength has not recovered. Why did you leave me?"

"If I want to leave, I can fight my way out at any time. None of you can stop me?"

He stared at Ye Tianlong: "But I won't just leave like this. I didn't kill you due to an accident last night. I can make up for it today."

Song Zhu's throat became dry, but his eyes became more and more fierce. He wanted to take risks and kill Ye Tianlong in one go.

"It turns out that Team Leader Song is not afraid of death, so let's fight to the end."

Ye Tianlong said calmly: "Today, between you and me, only one of us can get out of the gate."

Song Zhu didn't talk nonsense and shouted: "Kill!"

Ye Tianlong waved his hand, and more than thirty Tiger Masters instantly rioted, sweeping towards their opponents with sharp killing power.

The ax wielded by the Tiger Master was filled with the excitement of facing a fight. Several elite members of the Song family were unable to block it and were killed on the spot by the light of the ax falling like lightning.

Blood and screams immediately filled the hall.

"kill!"

After killing the enemy at the front, the tiger master behind him jumped out and struck with his backhand. The whistling sound of the ax was immediately suppressed by a new round of screams.

Then the ax light rolled again, ruthlessly tearing apart more than a dozen enemies.

A reddish mist seemed to rise in the hall, and the enemies who were charging towards the Tiger Division subconsciously stopped in their tracks with frightened expressions.

These people are so overbearing.

However, the Song elite quickly plucked up the courage to charge again, because both Song Zhu and Ding Yanqing took action personally.

They ran towards Ye Tianlong with the same goal, wanting to capture the thief as quickly as possible and capture the king first.

Can Shou and Han Qinhu rioted at the same time, directly blocking the two people who attacked Ye Tianlong. Can Shou faced Song Zhu, and Han Qinhu blocked Ding Yanqing.

Liang Xiucai's eyelids twitched, and he retreated quietly, slowly disappearing into the darkness...

"call!"

When Song Zhu saw Can Hand's gaze condensed, Can Hand was already holding the leaf knife and chopping it down.

The piercing scream of the leaf knife suddenly sounded. It was inaudible at first, but in an instant it resounded throughout the entire space.

I saw a blade of light coming across like a meteor. The originally far distance was instantly shortened, and each other's faces became clearer and clearer.

Song Zhu's eyes turned cold and he stopped biting Ye Tianlong's plan. After all, Can Shou's extraordinary strength was obvious.

His face was a little angry and aggrieved. He didn't expect that there were so many masters around Ye Tianlong, and he really underestimated him.

"laugh!"

Canshou, who rushed to Song Zhu, stood tall and seemed to be in a condescending position. With this high leap, the murderous aura of the cold leaf knife was strong.

He struck hard at Song Zhu, who was fully defending.

Song Zhu quickly let himself disperse his unnecessary thoughts, and with a wave of his hand, the sharp knife in his hand made a head-on collision with the remaining hand.

There was just a crisp sound, and the two swords collided hard in mid-air, and the force of the force swept out a stream of sparks and an anxious breath.

Then, the two men held their weapons and stepped back, leaving a trail of blood on the ground.

In this round of competition, both of them used a lot of strength, so they both gasped for air when they stepped aside.

Song Zhu looked at Can Shou not far away, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. He had tried his best to overestimate Can Shou, but he did not expect that the latter was so powerful and terrifying.

"Ding!"

When Song Zhu slightly tightened his hand on the knife, the remaining hand had already flicked his wrist, and the knife flashed, stabbing Song Zhu's throat.

Song Zhu's eyes returned to coldness, and he stepped back, closing the distance between his throat and the tip of the knife in time.

He didn't give the remaining hand any chance to get hurt.

Ye Tianlong smiled faintly, without paying much attention, and took a few steps forward to untie Yingying and the others, and gave them pills to stop the bleeding from their wounds.

"Whoosh!"

Song Zhu did not confront Can Shou head-on, but just avoided its sharp edge. As the power of Ye Dao gradually faded, a smile emerged from the corner of his mouth: "Okay!"

Canshou didn't respond to Song Zhu's words, but just shook his right hand. Ye Dao suddenly changed from being sharp and hard, and suddenly became as cunning as a poisonous snake.

The posture of the remaining hand facing the enemy was like a poisonous snake. The sharp blade swished towards Song Zhu's body, attacking the vital points, and the knife changed from chopping to stabbing.

The speed increased, and Xinzi, whose tip was like a poisonous snake, pressed towards Song Zhu.

"He is indeed a talent!"

A murderous intent appeared on Song Zhu's face, and he swung out the sharp knife again and again, hitting the incoming leaf knife again and again, and then came a head-on collision.

"when!"

The two knives struck lightly in mid-air. Before his remaining hand could retract the long knives, Song Zhu tilted his wrist again, and the sharp knives hit Ye Dao again.

The leaf knife made a crisp sound, and the blade shook violently, as if it was hit by a hammer.

The remaining hand felt a huge surge of force. Not only was the hand holding the knife numb, the entire arm was sore, and even the chest seemed to have been hit by a huge boulder.

However, he did not panic. While waving the leaf knife to transform into a light net, he moved his feet to steady his body. The other party's dominance was within his imagination.

Canshou tried his best to prevent Song Zhu from pursuing, but the opportunity was lost and he was left in a passive state. ‘

The next second, Song Zhu shouted: "Take another move from me!"

He leaned forward suddenly, and a more domineering half-moon arc seemed to cut through the cold space and circle around him mercilessly.

The remaining hand waved the knife to block the attack, and when he pressed it against the sharp knife, the sharp knife suddenly became curved and licked against the blade.

There was suddenly a trace of blood on the residual hand's wrist, arm and chin.

Then, Song Zhu waved his left hand, and first a small flying knife shot out of his sleeve, and then he pulled out a dagger and circled his remaining hand from the left.

When Ye Tianlong secretly called Song Zhu shameless, the latter took advantage of his broken hand to dodge, and without hesitation made a bloody gash on his broken arm, which was shocking.

"boom!"

When Can Shou withdrew his sword and retreated, Song Zhu kicked out fiercely and hit Can Shou's abdomen hard.

The remaining hand quickly avoided it.

"Whoosh"!

Song Zhu laughed and struck out with another knife.

Canshou's eyes turned cold, and he made a circle with his blade, making a harsh sound!

"boom!"

The two knives clashed in mid-air. Song Zhu found that not only did the leaf knife not break away, but the leaf knife circled the sharp knife, turning and folding, and the sawing sound suddenly sounded.

"when!"

"boom!"

The sharp knife made a crisp sound and broke into two halves. Ye Dao slashed Song Zhu's chest hard without losing his fighting spirit.

Song Zhu's body seemed to have been struck by lightning. He fell straight up and flew out with a huge earthquake, and a mouthful of rich blood spurted out from his mouth.

Song Zhu changed his body movements in mid-air, but still fell to the ground uncontrollably, dragging out a trace of four to five meters, and was in a miserable state.

But Song Zhu was also quite tyrannical. There was no cushion when he fell to the ground, and he bounced up when he hit the floor.

The half-sharp knife in his hand rang with a clang, splitting into dozens of sharp fragments and covering the remaining hand.

"Whoosh!"

At the same time, Song Zhu moved his steps and pounced on Ye Tianlong, whose back was turned to stop the eagle's bleeding.

His right hand turned into an eagle's claw and grabbed Ye Tianlong's neck like a lightning rainbow, wrapped in a tragic and unrequited aura.

The remaining right hand swung violently, chopped off the fragments and yelled: "Be careful!"

Ying Ying and Ba Liang Jin also changed their expressions: "Young Master Ye, be careful!"

They also scrambled to grab an axe.

"boom!"

Ye Tianlong didn't even turn his head. He threw his right hand back and hit Song Zhu in the abdomen with a bang.

"boom!"

Song Zhu groaned and fell five to six meters directly. He held his stomach and rolled on the ground a few times. When he lowered his head, he saw that the skin on his abdomen was not injured and was bright red.

It was obviously a shock inside.

But he was not in pain, his whole body seemed to be suddenly stiffened by frost, and his murderous face was full of shock.

His memory instantly went back to a month when he was an island guard fifteen years ago:

"You...are...number 81..."

Before the words could be fully finished, Song Zhu was worried about hurting Ye Tianlong's eagle and eight ounces of gold, so he pounced on them like trapped animals.

One person hugs, another person drops the ax...

Song Zhu's head fell to the ground!