The Magnificent God of War

　　 Soon, on the sandalwood chair of Zhang Lin's base camp, Master Fu, sitting there at the moment, drinking tea leisurely.

　　 Can Jian stepped in, he was faster than Qi Hu and the others.

"coming."

　　 His words are still that simple.

　　 Master Fu nodded.

　　 "One, don't let it go."

　　No one would know, Zhang Lin, the most powerful fighter under his men was killed by the broken sword by Master Fu!

　　His only purpose is to let Qi Hu take the initiative to bring people in and die.

　　Who can think of it?

　　 Qi Hu couldn't think of it, even if it was the other people under Fu Ye, he also didn't expect that Fu Ye would kill even his most powerful warrior.

　　 They only think that the murderer is Qi Hu!

　　 At this moment, everyone else is extremely angry, and they want revenge!

　　 They want to avenge Qi Hu!

　　 "Master Fu! We are all ready!"

　　 "Tonight, fight them to the death!"

　　 "If I die, I must avenge Lao Zhang!"

　　 This is the anger of other big bosses. Now every one of them has been red-eyed. Every one of the brothers does not know how many died, and no one can retreat.

　　 There was no other choice but to kill the invading Linhai powerful enemy.

　　 Master Fu was still sitting there, looking out from the hall, he just saw the long street.

　　 He was holding a pot of tea in his hand, without any expression on his face.

　　 Gradually, the sound of footsteps came, densely dense, and it became clear in the dark.

　　 Master Fu's expression gradually became solemn, indifferent, and ferocious!

"kill!"

　　 Suddenly, he burst into a loud shout.

　　 is like a signal, all the lights on the street suddenly turn on.

　　 Like daylight, the whole street waits for the light.

　　 The light shone on the faces of those Qi Hu, and they were shocked, and they reacted immediately.

　　 "There is an ambush!"

　　 But at this moment, it's too late!

　　 Qi Hu roared: "Master Fu, you **** old fox!"

　　 The street is not wide, and there are always small alleys on both sides. At this moment, a large number of people rushed out from that small alley to besieged Qihu and others!

"kill--"

　　 roar loudly!

　　 An angry flame swept across in an instant.

　　 The death of Zhang Lin, this account is counted on Qi Hu's head, and the deaths of those brothers are also counted on his head.

　　 The boiling murderous aura rose to the sky, the fuel bottle smashed over, and a sea of ​​flames instantly burned, directly isolating the people Qi Hu had brought into several pieces.

　　 They panicked.

　　 They are messed up.

　　 But Can Jian did not panic, let alone chaos!

"kill!"

　　 He gave the order, still just a word.

　　 Immediately, the people under his men gush out like a tide...

　　 Blade, light, sword, shadow, fire everywhere!

　　 Blood splashed, stumped limbs flew across the wall, screams and roars, making the night seem torn apart.

　　 "咻——"

　　 Qi Hu felt a chill in his back, and immediately turned around without hesitation. The knife in his hand slashed over.

　　铿!

　　 The flames are everywhere!

　　 The broken sword of the remnant sword slashed with the sword fiercely, Qi Hu immediately backed up a few steps and relieved his strength.

　　 "You... are really cunning!"

　　 Qi Hu gritted his teeth and said, "But today, I still have to die!"

　　 The Can Sword is like a sword, calmly standing upright, full of sword energy.

　　 He held the broken sword in his hand, his wrist flicked, and the broken sword suddenly shook loudly.

　　 "咻!"

　　 He didn't even want to say a word of nonsense.

　　 kill it!

　　 The broken sword trembled and shook for a while, as if a powerful air current was poured into it instantly, making the blade hard.

　　 Under the illumination of the light, it exudes a cold light.

"die!"

　　 Qi Hu roared, all the murderousness appeared!