The charm of fighting comes from the unrelenting tragedy.

"boom!"

As soon as more than a dozen Longmen children followed Tianmo to press on, the two of them were swept to the ground by the door of the death team.

Although the audience had fallen down 70 or 80 corpses, they were still fighting fiercely, shouting and fighting knives, and the scene was cruel.

Survival and death are so close for the first time.

Want to survive, for most people at this time, not only rely on strength, but also need the luck of God.

Tian Mo didn't care about fighting in the other places, but led the Longmen children to charge towards Zhao Wuji, his face calm as water, neither happy nor sad nor angry.

The underworld trembled continuously, splitting a series of blade lights, the blood blossoms continued to bloom, and five people died under the sky ink sword in a blink of an eye.

The blood mist filled the night sky.

"Swish swish!"

The black knife went forward and took Zhao Wuji, who was guarded by Ximen Shu in the center.

After nine of the fifteen Longmen children fell, six of them still followed Tian Mo closely, protecting him from the sword.

The expression of Tianmo who rushed along the way was always calm, moving forward, swinging the knife, and the blood on his face made him look like a killing machine.

Watching the blood shoot and life disappearing, without stopping, Tianmo didn't think about the difficulties ahead, just wanted to kill Zhao Wuji as soon as possible.

Being soft-hearted in this situation means being irresponsible to yourself and the people behind you.

On the way forward, Tian Mo found that the enemies who resisted the Dalmatians and Canshou were all corpses lying on the ground.

Shocking, real blood flowed into a river.

Zhao Wuji has no retreat.

"Wow!"

Tianmo's morale was more vigorous, and he wielded a black knife to raise and fall at the enemy in front, happily.

This knife slashed hard at the neck of a burly opponent.

The hideous burly man had no time to raise his hand, and his whole body broke in half instantly, dripping with blood, and died without screaming.

The sharp black knife turned scarlet, and the blades were shaking sharply.

"Wow!"

The black knife raised again, and Tianmo swept out mercilessly. The blade swept across the neck of a member of the Thirteen League, and the huge head flew out directly.

This caused Ximen and the others to stagnate slightly, as if they didn't expect Tian Mo to be so domineering, and then they were stimulated even more crazily.

Several children of the Thirteen League screamed and pressed against Tian Mo, trying to stop him from approaching.

Tian Mo is not afraid, and leads people directly to face hard.

Daoguangjianying, killing and shouting again and again.

Shouting, wind and snow, cruelty, violence, dead bodies like mountains, blood flowing into rivers!

Everyone is bloody, demeanorless, just a murderous jump.

The knife light is getting brighter!

Tian Mo took the Longmen children forward step by step, every inch of the earth and blood.

After five more wounds on his body, he finally broke through the last line of defense constructed by the elites of the 13 Leagues, only three and a half meters away from Zhao Wuji.

"You two **** the leader to the supermarket."

Ximen Shu felt the dangerous breath of Tianmo, flicked his saber backhand, turned and charged towards Tianmo, "I'll stop him!"

Two guards of the Thirteen Leagues pulled Zhao Wuji forward: "Leader, go."

Zhao Wuji turned around and shouted: "Come back alive."

Simon didn't respond, just staring at Tianmo.

Tian Mo didn't make a sound either, just a flick of the underworld, blood falling.

"kill."

The next second, Ximen Shu's right hand shook, and he rushed towards Tianmo holding a saber, simply and neatly.

Tianmo narrowed his eyes slightly, and greeted him with a knife!

The black knife and the saber collided in the air with a crisp sound and sparks.

Because of the tremendous force, the two people who collided with each other broke apart for the first time, and the blood stained the handle of the knife.

It's just that compared to Tian Mo who took a step back, Ximen Shu directly fell five or six meters, and a trace of blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth.

The disparity in strength between the two parties is clearly visible.

Tian Mo glanced at his struggling opponent, did not retreat but moved forward, suddenly two steps forward, his body instantly vacated, and the black knife drew towards the opponent's body from bottom to top.

"when--"

With a bit of Ximen's teeth, the saber severely opened the Tianmo sword.

Tianmo didn't stop there, and the black knife rose again.

This blade of thunder fell, without any stagnation, the force sank vigorously, and the force smashed down, domineering and heroic.

Simon's face changed, and he raised his saber to block.

"when!"

Tian Mo even carried a knife, one sideways rounded, crashing down, slamming on the opponent's blade, and the advantage of the weapon was instantly reflected.

The saber broke into two instantly.

"kill!"

Simon Shu threw half of his saber at Tian Mo, and at the same time pulled out a firearm behind his waist with his backhand, taking Tian Mo's body straight from the muzzle.

"when!"

The sky black knife slashed, and the saber bounced back and shot Ximen Shu's throat directly.

Feeling the sharpness of the broken knife, Ximen subconsciously drew sideways, Tian Mo took the opportunity to greet him, and the dazzling knife light was like lightning cracking through the air.

"Wow!"

With this sharp sound, Simon's body shook, and his head flew into the air.

The headless body continued to turn around with the short gun, but it could no longer be buckled, and then Ximen fell straight to the ground...

Simon, death.

At this time, Ye Tianlong was standing at the cashier of the supermarket, with a gentle smile blocking Zhao Wuji's path, and a lollipop in his hand.

"Leader Zhao, I bought this whole street. You have no way to escape."

Ye Tianlong was wealthy, and he smiled and joked: "And you are not going to kill me?"

Zhao Wuji backed down subconsciously, turned his head, only to find that the retreat was blocked by Tianmo and the others, and the fighting outside gradually became smaller.

The trend is over.

Zhao Wuji passed a sad thought, but soon he straightened his body again and took out a remote control from his arms.

"Ye Tianlong, let me tell you, don't be proud, I haven't lost yet."

He became crazy, shaking the remote control in his hand and said, "Do you know what this is? The satellite remote control of the ‘Gypsophila’ explosive."

"This is the ammunition that I begged Taxiong for a long time to sell to me. The explosion is more powerful than C4. Two hundred grams can destroy a small building."

"I placed a kilogram of gypsophila in sixty halls. As long as I press my finger, the sixty halls will explode and be razed to the ground."

"Your 60,000-plus Longmen children stationed at the entrance of the 13th League, even if they don't die more than 60,000, they can still die two to three million."

Zhao Wuji exhaled a sigh of enthusiasm, and shouted Ye Tianlong like a gambler: "You want 30,000 people to be buried with me?"

Ye Tianlong suddenly realized: "I'll just say, how could you give me such kindness, it turns out that there is a huge murderous intent."

He had to sigh. Fortunately, he was smart and didn't earn the last copper plate, otherwise he would face a painful choice today.

"That's right, after I killed you during the negotiation tomorrow, I would blow up the sixty thousand Longmen children, and then let the Thirteen League children kill them."

Zhao Wuji revealed a touch of regret: "Unexpectedly, I was one step ahead of you, and my plan had to be changed."

When he said this, he was full of murderous intent and anger towards Ye Tianlong, but with an undisguised appreciation.

This is indeed an evil opponent.

Afterwards, Zhao Wuji turned around: "But as long as I am not dead, everything will have a chance to comeback."

"Also, I'll tell you one more thing, Chen Xiufei is carrying toxins on her body. The moment you go to her, you have been poisoned."

"This is a chronic poison. It has been onset for three weeks and the whole body is ulcerated. Except for the antidote in my hand, no one can save you without medicine."

Zhao Wuji stared sharply at Ye Tianlong: "I am dead, and you will die too..."