Talented Genius

"Want to kill me?"

Hearing Ye Tianlong's words, Zhao Wuji burst into laughter, and then saber pointed and shouted: "Ye Tianlong, you did the Song Donghua thing, right?"

He had completely figured out everything, and he knew that Ye Tianlong was playing a ghost. Like him, Ye Tianlong didn't take the peace agreement in mind.

He used peace negotiations to set up a situation against Ye Tianlong, and Ye Tianlong used peace negotiations to confuse him.

Both sides contained huge murderous intent, but Ye Tianlong preemptively made Zhao Wuji's setup lose its value.

At this moment, Han Qinhu and Tianmo had led the tiger division in front, blocking Zhao Wuji's charging path.

Dalmatians and Canshou also took the thirty-six dogs and personally broke the retreat of the 13th League.

Ye Tianlong smiled: "What Song Donghua?"

"Ye Tianlong, stop pretending, you designed everything."

There was a burst of anger in Zhao Wuji's eyes: "You first ambushed the arms trade of the Thirteenth League, and you deliberately pretended to be a fat dog and eat the black scene."

"Then you colluded with Song Chunqiu again and let Song Sanpao act a bitter trick, enticing me to take him down and ask Song Donghua for credit."

"Song Donghua was attracted by Song Sanpao's important secrets. You are sure that he will not let me transport Song Sanpao to the capital. After all, there are many people in the capital."

"When he flew to Harbin from the capital, you pinched Song Shao's driving route to set up an ambush, and you directly bombarded with a rocket launcher assembled by Fat Dog."

"This shot, your purpose is not to kill Song Shaoheng, but to get him seriously injured into the hospital for rescue."

"I called Shao Song. He is seriously injured. I must visit the hospital."

"When I came out, I fell into your trap."

Zhao Wuji also made a judgment: "You also arranged the car accident and the traffic police? How else would it happen to divert us on this road?"

"Leader Zhao, the serial game you said is very powerful, but I don't understand at all, and I don't know what's going on."

Ye Tianlong smiled harmlessly: "I attacked you tonight, purely for tooth for tooth, blood for blood."

"The five heavenly kings joined forces to attack me and almost let me take the lunch box. Afterwards, they used peace negotiations to set up the situation. How can you be worthy of yourself if I don't kill you?"

Ye Tianlong pointed his finger: "So what you and I say now is meaningless, only seeing the real chapter under your hand is the king."

"Ye Tianlong, don't bully others too much!"

Zhao Wuji yelled: "Perhaps, I am not your opponent, but it is not easy for you to kill me, and you can take at most half an hour."

"Half an hour later, the 13th League troops arrived, no one can save you."

Zhao Wuji revealed the domineering superiors: "One of you counts as one, and all of you will die here today."

Ye Tianlong smiled faintly: "Half an hour is enough to solve you."

"Guardian, death team."

Zhao Wuji raised his arms and shouted: "Follow me and kill Ye Tianlong!"

"kill!"

Following Zhao Wuji's order, more than 60 elites from the 13th League yelled together, and then brandished their sabers to charge forward.

The people on both sides quickly fought each other, and screams of killing broke out. The long street turned into a **** on earth in a blink of an eye, and people fell down almost every moment.

There are people and enemies.

Fighting is everywhere, and the tiger division is like a rainbow, but the Thirteen League is not a small role, it is the moment of life and death, it has burst out of full potential.

For the time being, it is difficult to distinguish between the two sides.

The blood soon bleached the land, and the blood began to fill the sky.

Seeing Han Qinhu staring at Zhao Wuji leisurely, the scared man yelled: "Simon Shu, you protect the leader to break through, and I will block the enemy."

Ximen was guarding Zhao Wuji and rushed to the other gaps, and at the same time yelled at the scared man: "Fat tiger, be careful."

"call--"

Fat Tiger didn't respond, just stared at Han Qinhu, moved his footsteps, slipped on the snow, and swept Han Qinhu with an undisguised punch.

"call!"

This kind of agility made Longmen children secretly exclaimed, how many people in the world can perform such a dazzling effect with the plain and fierce boxing technique?

People who are accustomed to swords and guns, I am afraid that they will sniff at their fists soon!

But Fat Tiger brazenly used it as a weapon, no wonder it was the leader of the death team.

When the dinosaurs passed by with a touch of emotion, Han Qinhu's mouth remained faintly smiling, but his eyes suddenly burst into light.

He dropped the axe in his hand and rushed forward, drawing an arc with his left hand on his chest.

"flutter!"

Han Qinhu held the opponent's shocking blow in the palm of his hand and stabilized the latter's surging power. He immediately retreated and brought the opponent's arm to his side.

He took off the opponent's strength calmly, and after avoiding Fat Tiger's imposing attack, he would grab the opponent's hand from his side.

"boom!"

A press on the back of his hand, a swipe, a force of hidden mystery, pushed Fat Tiger's huge body several meters.

Fat Tiger retreated four or five meters with a puff of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, but when he retreated, he also kicked the tiger's abdomen.

Han Qinhu also took three steps back, with a fierce pain in his abdomen, and a touch of surprise in his eyes, but he quickly turned into fanaticism:

"Not bad."

"kill."

Fat Tiger also rubbed the painful area, then kicked a saber from the ground, held it in his hand, and turned it around, killing it fiercely.

Han Qinhu took out a cigarette, lit it, and expelled a puff of smoke, then took out an axe and beckoned: "Come on!"

"Go to hell!"

Fat Tiger exudes merciless gloom, and his whole person becomes terrifying.

He roared, his figure shook, and he appeared in front of Han Qinhu instantly.

"Wow!"

With one move, he pulled the green onions on the ground, and the fat tiger's body directly soared up on the spot, like a dragon and a dragon, and rose into the air in a flash.

Then he waved his saber in his hand, wrapped in unmatched strength, and smashed Han Han on his head.

Strike Huashan!

At this moment, Fat Tiger chopped off not only the sword, but also the imposing momentum of his whole body.

That momentum seemed to be turned into a long knife, vowing to cut off the river, the mountain and the mountain.

The turbulent energy on Fat Hu submerged Han Qinhu's body.

Ye Tianlong nodded at the top of the building: "Not bad."

Han Qinhu still held the cigarette and made no sound, just patted his clothes with his left hand.

"call--"

At this moment, a monstrous momentum, a momentum not defeated by Fat Tiger, suddenly climbed, steadily rising.

Han Qinhu rose to the sky.

Holding the axe, he didn't retreat but moved forward, suddenly rising.

Ascend to heaven like Tamron!

Like a tiger leaping!

With an unrivaled momentum, the axe smashed the saber that Fat Tiger had fallen.

"when!"

With a crisp sound, the saber was instantly split into two pieces by the axe, and the axe smashed into Fat Tiger's chest.

A large burst of blood burst out, accompanied by Fat Tiger's scream: "Ah--"

But there was not much pain in the screams, but horror, not believable!

He couldn't believe that Han Qinhu actually came first, and his strength from bottom to top was more domineering than he swooped down.

"boom!"

In the **** fog, Han Qinhu continued to raise his body, stepped on Fathu with one foot, and then another spin.

The whole person was like an eagle, rushing towards the fat tiger on the ground.

"what--"

Fat Tiger didn't have time to resist, his axe flashed, he was cut in half, and he fell **** on the snow, shocking.

Han Qinhu spit out a thick smoke with a cigarette in his mouth, very lonely...

"Fat Tiger!"

Seeing that Fat Tiger was beheaded by Han Qinhu, Zhao Wuji couldn't help but roar, and instinctively wanted to get closer to the dead Fat Tiger.

Ximen grabbed it and shouted: "Leader, withdraw quickly, withdraw, if you don't withdraw, it will be meaningless for the fat tiger to die."

Zhao Wuji was furious, but at last he gave a long sigh, and rushed forward with the assault team, trying to rush into a closed supermarket not far away.

As long as you enter a large supermarket, whether it is a roundabout space or a shelter, it is better than this long street.

The children of the Thirteen Leagues were shocked when they saw Fat Tiger dying, and then became more riotous, and each of their eyes became blood red.

Apart from building a shield for Zhao Wuji with the car door in his hand, the saber slashed and killed the Dragon Gate violently.

"Wow!"

When Ximen Shu led people to protect Zhao Wuji and pushed forward, Tian Mo also blocked up with a dozen of Longmen children.

No one will be missed in the battle tonight.