urban wolf

In Myanmar, the former glorious branch of the Holy See now presents a dilapidated and decayed scene. It is a kind of decadence and desolation that is usually only after the war. Continuous wars are burning the villages and towns under the jurisdiction of the Holy See in Myanmar. .

Led by Leng Yue and Long Si, the members of the Long Group tore apart the seemingly strong coat of the Holy See sect. Women, children, old and young were all spared. This was a real massacre, and such a disaster would happen in the vast jurisdiction of the Holy See.

It's just because the combat capabilities of these people in the dragon group are too terrifying. The rich wolf-like youth holding a dagger and eating blood, and the seductive woman in cheongsam holding two long knives drawn by a silver thread are all killers with the best combat capabilities in the dragon group. Machines, disciples of the Dragon's generation, at this time more than a dozen of them are standing behind Leng Yue and Long Si, facing the group of purple-clothed popes in front of them, the purple-clothed popes.

That day Ye Feng was wounded by the pope in red, but at this moment, a group of popes in purple were so frightened by Leng Yue that they didn't dare to take a breath.

In front of the purple-clothed Pope was led by a ninth-rank Holy Dragon Knight of the Holy See. He was dressing the wound very casually at this moment, watching the shocking and tragic battle situation.

"We, the Holy See and the Chinese Dragon Group, have always kept the water in the water, but you are going to fight today without declaring it, which violates the morality of the rivers and lakes."

Leng Yue smiled lightly after hearing this: "Anyone who offends China will be punished even if he is far away. People from your Holy See have repeatedly entered our country to kill people, and they will always be returned."

"Then stand." The ninth-rank dragon knight raised his long sword in his hand and whispered softly, "Those grotesque and beautiful pictures, maybe, everything is just an illusion. After peeling off the layers of relief-like illusion, we will see Everything that scares us more. Death, and the fear and cowardice of death. When they strike, let me tell you on behalf of God, humble people, let us close our eyes together and enjoy this cold Feel it."

The long sword suddenly struck towards Leng Yue, and the purple-clothed popes behind him seemed to be confused by his voice, and they all attacked the dragon group with red lights in their eyes.

The seductive cheongsam woman holding a silver thread connected to two long knives is Long Jiu, who is of the same generation as Long Si. Her eyes froze and she walked behind the people in the Holy See. The silver thread was wrapped around the neck of a purple-clothed pope. , Slender and lightly pulled, the silver thread split the purple-clothed pope into pieces, blood burst out, and the red cheongsam was even more alluring.

Leng Yue sat on the wheelchair, looking at the attacking Ninth-Rank Dragon Knight, a red light flashed in his hand, and the great sword of the Ninth-Rank Dragon Knight stopped two feet in front of Leng Yue, looking at it in disbelief. With the big sword in his hand, his wrists were chopped off in unison. After he groaned in pain, he looked at Leng Yue holding a purple slender demon knife in his hand.

Not reconciled, he clenched his fist with his left hand and hit Leng Yue's face with a "russling" sound. Leng Yue obviously didn't intend to make a move this time, and whispered softly: "Ninth-rank dragon knight? I'm afraid Is it a cover? The ninth-rank dragon knight is not as strong as you."

Long Si didn't make a move either, the wolf-like young man who had been standing behind Leng Yue, holding a dagger, ejected to Leng Yue's side, holding Leng Feng with his right hand and cut off the Dragon Knight's fist, his left hand strangled his neck, and He moved away from Leng Yue, and the dagger in his hand stabbed at his chest quickly, but it didn't go in with a "ding", and then he chose to kiss his throat, but at this time, Dragon Knight had already reacted, although He lost two hands, but his strength was still there. He jumped up instantly, and then fell heavily on the ground, pressing the young man under him.

"Fourteen, you have been specially trained for more than ten years, why don't you see any progress?" Long Si has been watching the battle situation, and said coldly: "You don't have to suffer this heavy blow at all."

Long Jiu, who was enjoying killing among the purple-clothed popes, saw Long Shisi and the Dragon Knight clinging together, withdrew and left the battle. Clutching his hands behind his back, he stabbed straight at the Dragon Knight's chest.Looking at this force, no matter how thick the armor is, it can penetrate it. The Dragon Knight dared not take it hard, but he couldn't break free from the iron arm of Long Shisi around his neck, and jumped up with both feet, because he was taller than Long Shisi. There was a lot, so his head hit the ground directly.

But Long Jiu didn't expect her attack to be successful at all, and she seemed to have calculated the movement of the Dragon Knight. The blade turned over and stabbed the long knife straight from the bottom of the Dragon Knight's feet. , can be described as vicious, but it seems that this is not enough to relieve the anger in her heart. The moment her feet landed, she jumped up again, spun 360 degrees in the air, and brought the long knife. It broke.

He let out a terrifying roar in pain. At this time, Long Shishi's dagger had arrived and pierced the forehead of Shenlong Knight.

Only then did Long Si nod his head, "Long Jiu is much smarter than you, after returning, let Long Jiu teach you how to play a knife."

The dozen or so people behind Leng Yue didn't move, only Long Jiu and Long 14, and a dragon knight and a dozen purple-clothed popes were fooled.

Long Jiu casually dropped the blood drops from the knife, and respectfully walked in front of Leng Yue, "Sovereign, this Dragon Knight is not powerful enough, not even ninth rank, not even third rank."

"Well, I know, after you go back, you and Fourteen will be Feng'er's bodyguards."

"Yes~" This Long Jiu is about sixty years old, but because he is also a practitioner of ancient martial arts, he looks about the same age as Ye Yu.If Ye Feng knew that an old woman wanted to stay by his side, he would never agree.

But he didn't know at this time that grandma led Long Zu to collect debts for him. At this time, he was immersed in the joy of being a father.

Lying on a rocking chair in a courtyard, watching Su Qingqing, Aunt Diewu and others who are holding Siyue's shadow while playing with Xiao Ling'er, all with smiles on their faces.

"Mom, do you know where Daoist Qingling is?" Ye Feng asked when he saw his mother walking towards him with a fruit plate.

"Master Qingling? What do you want him for?" Ye Yu asked with a light cough, with an unnatural expression on his face.

Suddenly, Ye Feng's position was imposing, and a smile appeared on Ye Feng's face. "Cao Cao Cao Cao is here, ha ha." Speaking of Ye Feng, he said luckily: "Master Dao Chang, I have been waiting for your Tai Chi sword for a long time."

Almost at the same time as Ye Feng was speaking, Daoist Qing Ling's voice came, "There is no news of Xiao Yu on Changbai Mountain, have you found her yet?"