"Whizzing--"

More than a dozen Mingyue backbones besieged the past, and the dagger spat out like a poisonous snake, preparing to kill Ye Weiguo.

Ye Weiguo didn't have the slightest expression on his face, and he walked through them directly with the knife in his hand. After several bangs, he passed through the encirclement.

Behind him, the corpse in a place, the besieger didn't even touch Ye Weiguo's clothes, and he extinguished his vitality in his "Slashing the Sun", and blood splashed on the ground.

"Why is this old guy so powerful?"

Chen Huanghe rubbed his eyes repeatedly, unable to believe the scene before him, but Cai Jiujin and the others did not answer, and their eyes fell on Ye Weiguo.

Everyone felt the danger and was choked by the fierceness.

The smell of blood and killing was flowing in the air, and the noon wind seemed to be a little bit cold because of this terrible scene.

Pu Zhongjian still didn't move, still drinking tea in silence, as if he was not a notary public and had nothing to do with these things.

The eyes of Emperor Ma Qing and Piao Zhanjun were shining, with unspeakable heat on their faces.

"what--"

The two Mingyue elites who swung their knives and slammed them quietly into the air from the crowd, trying to give Ye Weiguo a knife from behind.

Only when the blade was on the way, Ye Weiguo slashed backhand, slashing their swords in a shocking manner, and slashed into his chest.

The knife broke, the person fell, and there was no sound after two twitches.

Simon City waved decisively: "Kill!"

More than a dozen Mingyue backbones rushed forward, shining all over, with a posture of intrepidity.

Ye Weiguo didn't change his face, Zhanri waved indifferently.

"what--"

In the cold, cold wind and blood in the rain, it was clear that the backbone of the Mingyue charged with a knife, being cut and killed by Ye Weiguo one by one.

Ye Weiguo's gestures all carried the powerful force of wind and thunder.

Is this still a human? It is terrible!

In the horrified eyes of the guests, Ye Weiguo's figure is so violent, cruel, tall, but elegant, like a legendary knight.

Many people at the scene knew Ye Weiguo and knew him to a certain extent. In the impression, he was a once brilliant hero.

To be more realistic, Ye Weiguo is a dreadful old man, so he now shows his fangs, which shocked many people.

This old man is too strong and terrible.

Cai Jiujin and their minds were also blank, their instincts stepped backwards, as if they had to stay away from the door to breathe, and at the same time they shouted almost like a toothache:

"Ye Weiguo, are you crazy?"

Cai Jiujin yelled: "Come here, stop him for me."

The voice fell, and four figures flashed behind them, three men and one woman, sixty-year-old, ordinary clothes but restrained, and also exuded the scent of sandalwood.

A monk, a Taoist priest, a nun, and a lama.

There were four stellar people outside the square and four killing weapons. They all held swords in their hands. Not only were they quiet like a rock, they also had their pride flowing.

Ye Weiguo and Ma Qingdi straightened slightly, obviously seeing the difficulty of these four people.

"Cai family, Dongmen, Ximen, Chen family four worship?"

Ye Weiguo sneered coldly: "Even your master guarding the house has been brought here. It seems that you really took pains to deal with the Ye family today."

Cai Jiujin yelled: "Ye Weiguo, there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world. If we don't stop, we can't blame us for disrespect the old."

"Four evildoers, how can I stand in the way of Ye Weiguo?"

Ye Weiguo sneered, and then continued to move forward. As he approached slowly, the four great worshipers tightened their nerves, and blue veins broke out on the back of the sword holding hand.

Murderous aura kept accumulating, and his face became more and more hideous.

The four shouted in unison: "Ye Weiguo, put down the butcher knife!"

Ye Weiguo snorted coldly: "The old man is a demon, how can there be a butcher knife?"

Cai Jiujin subconsciously uttered: "Kill him!"

"Swish—"

The pupils of the four worshippers contracted and suddenly shouted, and the long swords were unsheathed at the same time, and the dazzling sword light was like lightning and white.

Fast, fierce, and fierce.

Ye Weiguo swung a knife.

"when!"

There was a harsh sound, all movements suddenly condensed, and everything in the entire garden seemed to have stopped at this moment.

Ye Weiguo's knife was still hanging down, as if it had never been lifted, but the blood became thicker.

The swords pierced by the Four Great Worships were on Ye Weiguo's body. The expensive Chinese tunic suit had been breached, but the four of them did not pierce it anymore.

They seemed to be frozen suddenly by the frost, and then the sword in their hands slowly split, split into two, and their necks shifted.

"flutter!"

Blood spurted from the wound.

The Four Great Enshrines had originally murderous faces, but at this time they were full of horror and horror. There was another "bang" and his body fell to the ground with a heavy weight.

Seal the throat with one knife.

The noon wind is still blowing, but the garden is as silent as a tomb.

Cai Jiujin and the four of them looked at the dead offerings, their whole bodies could not stop being cold, and there was hopelessness that could not be concealed:

"You killed them, killed them..."

They really couldn't believe that the Four Great Enshrines were slaughtered by Ye Weiguo. You know, the four of them teamed up and it was too difficult for Lone Star Master to take advantage.

"Old man dignified 9th-rank master, can you wait for Xiao Xiao to stop it?"

Ye Weiguo's finger flicked on the knife body, endlessly chic and elegant, and there was a touch of king over the world overlooking the common people.

Hearing that Ye Weiguo was a Ninth-Rank master, the audience was shocked again. It was completely unexpected that the hundred-year-old could break through the Ninth-Rank.

At the same time, they also knew that the Ye Family was about to rise.

"Shoot, shoot!"

Seeing that Ye Weiguo was so terrifying, Chen Huanghe instinctively yelled: "Ye Weiguo attacked the leader and shot him quickly."

"Who dares to shoot?"

"No shooting!"

Pu Zhongjian and Ma Qingdi yelled at the same time, immediately deterring the special forces members, Ma Jiarui also raised the muzzle, locked on the bright moon gunner firmly.

Park Zhanjun also brought Park's bodyguards forward and raised his guns to suppress Mingyue's loyal loyalists who were approaching on all sides.

"Wow!"

At this moment, Ye Weiguo floated into the middle of Cai Jiujin's four, and turned his sword halfway.

"Broken arm!"

The cold light flashed, shocking the sky.

Cai Jiujin made a scream, his left arm fell, blood was flowing like a shot, and he bit his lip, so that the screams did not sound.

The sharp and sharp knife made people horrified. The guests who had only felt Ye Weiguo's domineering before, were shocked to appreciate his cold blood and ruthlessness.

The whole audience was silent like a cemetery, and the needle drop was audible, half of the people were dumbfounded, still the sharp heart palpitations left in their minds.

This broken arm is more worrying than the dead man just now.

Pu Zhongjian's eyelids also twitched, feeling a chill in the noon wind.

"what--"

The atmosphere in the entire garden was stagnant, and many of the **** beauties and ladies who did not adapt to the atmosphere looked ugly, and Sophie shivered and fell straight down.

No one thought that Ye Weiguo was so courageous that he dared to kill in a big crowd, and broke Cai Jiujin's arm mercilessly.

Ye Weiguo lifted his right hand, and the sword was driven into the grass:

"Mother Wu, wash the knife!"