Urban: Town Country War God

After receiving Zhuo Lang's order, the three-two jeep behind him also accelerated immediately, and suddenly stopped at an empty fork in the road ahead.

Blocked the unlicensed black commercial vehicle in the middle of the road.

"General Zhuo, General Xu sent a message earlier, saying that we should track them, but didn't let us deal with them."

"Would you like to notify the branch first and let the branch send reinforcements," the team leader said.

"They only have one car, probably only three or four people. It's not a big problem."

"You report first. During this period, let me know if the commander of the Hell Corps is as powerful as Lin Shuai said."

"If you can catch it alive, it will save Lin Shuai a lot of trouble."

Zhuo Lang said.

Hearing this, the team leader nodded, and then sent a message to the branch.

As the unlicensed commercial vehicle was blocked, and the door opened, as expected, three people slowly walked out of the car.

Among them were two men with green pupils. The two men were burly in shape and looked slightly stiff, like soulless bodies.

The headed man with an evil face was wearing sunglasses, showing a somewhat evil smile, and the red pupils could be vaguely seen from the black sunglasses.

"Hehe, you deserve to be the night death, the canine teeth under his hands are so sensitive, and you have discovered it" the man with an evil face looked at a silver-haired man slowly walking down from the jeep behind him, grinning.

Zhuo Lang took the embroidered spring knife and stepped out of the vehicle, also with a faint smile of evil charm. Not long after, about twenty Reaper's sickle guards in the four jeeps got out of the vehicle.

All dressed in black armor, wearing embroidered spring knives, full of oppression.

As soon as he appeared, he immediately surrounded the three men.

"You swaggered into the border of Yanhuang Country. It's hard not to be noticed. Besides, you killed five sentinels," Zhuo Lang grinned, then raised his head, slightly releasing his momentum.

"Really, it seems that I was careless. I haven't been in the world for too long, forgetting that it is no longer the world."

"Even a mortal has such a strong sense of oppression. It seems that the Dark Night Death is really hard to catch."

Hearing Zhuo Lang's words, the man stared at the past at the same time. Those scarlet pupils seemed to be able to see through people.

Zhuo Lang squinted slightly, and said: "Your sense of oppression is also good, at least in the hands of so many opponents I have met, you are the only one that makes me face it."

"Then I am deeply honored."

"First introduce yourself, the Hell Corps, and the commander, Mamen."

The man politely raised his right hand on his left shoulder and bowed to Zhuo Lang, a standard European medieval aristocratic etiquette.

"Ten Hunters and Ten Generals, Zhuo Lang" Zhuo Lang also declared himself, with a faint smile.

"Ten hunters? Haha, I have done a survey, you should be the ten strongest people under the dark night death," Mamen laughed.

Zhuo Lang smiled faintly and said, "I didn't expect you to investigate in detail."

"Okay, don't talk nonsense. Should I go with me, or let me'please' you go."

"Then you can't wait to start the fight, okay, to catch the night death, you have to clear up this group of obstacles," Mamen said, and the two burly men next to him stepped out.

Zhuo Lang narrowed his eyes, then raised his hand.

laugh...

In an instant, the twenty Reaper's sickle guards instantly pulled out embroidered spring knives around their waists.

"Try to catch lively" Zhuo Lang ordered.

After receiving Zhuo Lang's order, twenty guards shot at the same time, turned into twenty afterimages, and went straight to the two men to plunder.

Bang!

Almost instantly, two men who looked like puppets fought with twenty guards.

At the moment of contact, the two men showed amazing combat effectiveness. They were surrounded by twenty guards, but they were able to do well.

Even if the hard Xiuchun knife cuts on the body, it can only cut out a shallow wound, which can be healed in an instant.

Seeing this scene, Zhuo Lang squinted slightly, it seems that the other party is not so easy to deal with.

"General Zhuo, these three people are not the same as the previous batches we have encountered. Both the recovery speed and the reaction speed are very fast." The Death Scythe squad leader also immediately made an analysis.

"Record the fighting situation here, submit it to the branch, and immediately analyze their origins" Zhuo Lang said slowly.

"Yes!"

The squad leader nodded immediately, and then synchronized everything recorded by the dash cam.

"Yes, very good, just a mere mortal, can reach this level, and can play against my two capable men regardless of high or low."

"In that case, you should be stronger."

Mamen looked at the strong combat power displayed by the 20 imperial guards, and actually suppressed his two men to death. This was a little bit stunned.

"Don't you know if you try or not?" Zhuo Lang squinted slightly, then drew the embroidered spring knife from his waist.

"Haha, do you really take yourself seriously?"

"You are like an ant in my eyes."

Mamen's eyes narrowed slightly, his voice fell, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

As his body flashed, he raised his arms to drive the afterimages, tearing the air, and rushing straight to Zhuo Lang.

As soon as he got close, Mamen raised his right hand, his fingers flicked into a knife, and his vigor burst out like a knife cut in water, and he swiped down.

Zhuo Lang's face was slightly startled, and he raised the Xiuchun knife and collided with the opponent's finger knife.

clang!

Accompanied by a sound of gold and iron, Zhuo Lang's figure immediately retreated a few steps under a heavy blow, and his hand holding the long knife trembled slightly.

Then the blade flicked forward.

Click!

The ground was split into a deep gully in an instant, and only then did the strength from the Xiuchun Sword be released.

Before Zhuo Lang could react, Mamen's second blow came.

With the hunting wind that cuts through the void, the momentum is amazing.

Facing the opponent's unrestricted step by step, Zhuo Lang's face sank slightly, and the long knife in his hand changed direction, cutting across with his elbow.

With the help of explosive power, Zhuo Lang's feet slammed forward on the ground, and Mamen's knives arrived in no time.

clang!

The second blow staggered, and Zhuo Lang Xiuchun knife cut to Mamen's waist without hesitation. This blow rushed to cut off the opponent's waist.

However, with Zhuo Lang's strength, he also cut a hole tightly at the opponent's waist, and Mamen's knife flashed towards Zhuo Lang's cheek.

Facing the flashing knives, Zhuo Lang dodged sideways.

After a short contact, the moment Zhuo Lang dodged sideways, a shallow wound appeared on his cheek, and the red blood flowed out.

The fight between the two seems to be very long, but in fact it is just a breathing time.

After he stabilized, Zhuo Lang touched the blood on his cheeks, and then smiled a little: "It's interesting, you are really strong."

Mamen's waist was cut open by Zhuo Lang's slash, and he recovered quickly in the blink of an eye. At the same time, he looked at the opponent in surprise: "Your strength can hurt me so deeply?"

"Zhuo Lang, right? You are very good. Do you want to join my Hell Corps? With your strength, it is more than enough to be a commander."

"You are so much nonsense" Zhuo Lang wiped the blood stains off his cheeks, his eyes showing a bit of murderous look.