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The moment the cold light of the bayonet lighted up in the taxi, both Yan Xiaokai and Wan Yanyu had already reacted.

Yan Xiaokai quickly hugged Youyou who was sitting in the middle, and fell to the side where he was sitting, and the bayonet that stabbed Youyou just barely brushed the clothes on her shoulder, making her narrowly escaped death.

At the same time, Wan Yanyu's palms were pushed out flat, and the palms that condensed the powerful inner energy were invincible. Not only did they smash the safety net made of fine steel, but they also knocked the driver's seat out of the way and hit the front, causing the The driver was trapped in the seat for life and death.

"Ah~~" The screams rang out in the carriage. Although we don't know where the driver was injured, it is not difficult to see from the screams that this guy will end up half disabled if he is not dead.

Yan Xiaokai and the other three ignored him, immediately got out of the car, and quickly moved to an open place with a wide view, standing next to each other, staring at the surroundings vigilantly.

There was an almost inaudible sound of "swipe", like the sound of leaves falling, and something slowly fell from the street lamps on both sides.

The four were wearing black tights, covered their heads, and held a long-handled samurai sword about one and a half meters in their hands. They fell from the street lamps on both sides like ghosts.

There was another soft sound of "swipe", and almost at the same time, four masked men in black clothes in the same attire floated down from the streetlights on both sides behind Yan Xiaokai and the others.

A total of eight people, four in front and four behind, blocked the way of Yan Xiaokai and the other three, and also blocked their retreat.

The severity of the murderous aura can often measure the level of an assassin's skill. Judging from the strong murderous aura exuded by these eight people, they are undoubtedly the best of the best.

However, it was obvious that this was not over yet. A gust of wind blew up, the moonlight suddenly dimmed, and seven people appeared on both sides of the road like ghosts.

There are four on one side and three on the other side. The clothes are not uniform, and there is no mask and head covering. On the contrary, they are dressed in strange clothes. There are men and women, old and young!The only thing that was the same, perhaps, was the murderous aura emanating from them, but it was stronger than those eight men in black.

As soon as these people appeared on the stage, they moved quickly one after another. A solid encirclement circle had been formed between the intertwined figures. The murderous aura that was too thick to dissipate surrounded Yan Xiaokai and the three of them, pressing heavily on their hearts, making people feel suffocated. Feel.

15 people, a total of 15 people, all of them are highly skilled, and they are extraordinary!

Yan Xiaokai glanced around, his brows sank, and the flame of hatred that had been ignited a long time ago finally ignited blazingly in his chest.

These eight uniformly dressed are undoubtedly the top disciples of the secret door, while the seven strangely dressed are the titans of Heizuka's subordinates.

They were undoubtedly the ones who severely injured Yu Nu and nearly killed her!

Looking at these people, Yan Xiaokai nodded slowly, and said without a trace of emotion in his voice: "Okay, very good. I finally see you all."

Wan Yanyu said: "I also feel very good, since they have all come, they have been in debt for a long time, and they should pay back!"

Yan Xiaokai said: "However, it seems that one is missing."

Wan Yanyu said lightly: "It doesn't matter, he will always come out. As you said, if you don't cash in, you will win until she cashes in. If you don't come out, then kill until he comes out."

"That's right, kill all these guys, I don't believe he won't come out." Yan Xiao laughed, looked at Wanyanyu and said, "Wanyan, what you said is getting more and more to my taste."

Wan Yanyu said helplessly, "There's no way, if you get close to vermilion, you'll be red, and if you're close to ink, you'll be black. I'm even infected by you."

Yan Xiaokai was amused and laughed out loud.

The two joked and chatted unscrupulously. The highest-level assassins in the secret door were treated as transparent, especially the very few of them who could understand Chinese, so they all showed extreme impatience and were eager to move.

"Ba Ga!" A man with exposed chest hair, bearded face, as strong as an iron tower finally couldn't hold back his roar, swung his huge ax and rushed towards Yan Xiaokai.

His name is Butcher, Heizuka's No. [-] fierce general, mighty and majestic, as powerful as an ox, once chopped an elephant to death with his bare hands, which shows how strong he is.

Yan Xiaokai saw him rushing forward, instead of retreating, he kicked the ground with his toes, and his whole body shot towards the butcher like an arrow.

The weapon used by the butcher is a huge axe, about five feet long and 150 jin in weight. Like a willow branch, seeing Yan Xiaokai rushing forward, he paused, and the giant ax slashed straight out.

"Huh~" The huge ax fell from the air with the sound of breaking through the air, fast, sharp and fierce, if the ax is strong, let alone Yan Xiaokai, even the copper and iron walls will be split in half.

With Mr. Yan's current skills, it is absolutely not a problem to fight the ax hard, and he can even catch it with one hand, but a mad dog bit you, do you still want to bite it?

When dealing with a brute, why is there any need to confront him head-on?

When the giant ax strikes, Yan Xiaokai's body just swayed slightly, he has already avoided the axe that hit his head and face, his body swayed, and he arrived at the butcher's side in an instant, punching him on the head Smash it.

The butcher's eyes were dazzled, and the ax smashed through the air, and then a powerful and domineering force from the side came straight to his temple, screaming in his heart, but the opponent's speed was too fast, dodging It was obviously too late, so he had no choice but to raise his thick arms to protect his head, trying to block the opponent's punch with his copper skin and iron bones!

Anyway... this fellow looks thin and weak, and his fists should not have much strength.

There is a saying that is good, people cannot be judged by their appearance, and seas and mountains cannot be measured.For example, in bed, some men look gentle and delicate, as if they have no combat power at all, but when they are in bed, they are often not only fierce, but also very persistent.

"Boom!" With a muffled sound, Yan Xiaokai's punch hit his arm firmly, and it was the thickest and strongest deltoid muscle.

In the eyes of Heizuka's other subordinates, this ordinary punch, not to mention hurting the butcher, was not powerful enough to even tickle him.

Not only them, but even the butcher himself thinks so.

However, when the punch was really hit, everyone saw in astonishment that a hole was suddenly opened in the temple on the other side of the butcher, and the hair, flesh, skull, and brains inside suddenly burst out. Squirted out.

The tall and burly butcher looked as if he had been shot in the head with a rifle pointed at his head.

This cruel and terrifying scene made all the disciples of the secret sect who had killed countless people shiver, and some of them almost vomited out on the spot with nausea.

Under normal circumstances, Yan Xiaokai is very measured. When fighting with others, no matter how angry he is, he will be merciful. Since his skills have fully recovered, he has become even more cautious, because he is too much now. It's powerful, and if you are not careful, you may kill the opponent!

Only this time, he showed no mercy. He has zero tolerance for those who dare to hurt his woman!

After withdrawing his fist, the butcher's huge body shook, and after a few shakes, he fell down with a bang, splashing dust all over the floor.

Heizuka, one of the six great gods of the secret door, is the number one fierce butcher under Heizuka, so vulnerable to a single blow?

No, it's definitely not that the butcher is too weak, but that Yan Xiaokai has become too strong!

After the remaining 14 people lost their minds for a short time, they quickly came back to their senses.

The voices of "choke, choke, choke..." were repeated, and the katana swords of the eight top disciples were sold out one after another, and the shining cold light looked even colder under the moonlight.

The remaining six warriors of Heizuka also showed their weapons one after another: oversized sickle, iron chain, shuriken, kunai, ninja sword... Long or short, there are many, the only thing that is the same is that These are all sharp weapons for killing people immediately.

"Xigeli!" A resounding charge came out from a group of people, and 14 people attacked at the same time, their swords weaving into a huge net to block and kill gods and Buddhas, and they all covered Yan Xiaokai.

Yan Xiaokai remained unruffled in the face of danger, with nine strides, his whole body was like a swimming dragon piercing the sea. In the killing formation, he dashed from left to right, jumped up and down, jumped back and forth, and completely disappeared when he met the top expert before. Instead of being embarrassed and panicked, he is flexible and looks incomparably elegant and unrestrained.

Undoubtedly, after three months of closed-door training, the results are outstanding and remarkable. Official Yan's skill has reached an unprecedented level, and he has become a truly peerless master.

After wandering around in the killing formation formed by the enemies for a while and testing his skills, Yan Xiaokai already had a complete understanding of his current strength, so naturally he didn't have the heart to spend any more time with them.

He stretched out his hand and took out the full moon scimitar that Wanyanyu had given him already in his hand!

The small building listens to the spring rain all night, the deep alley sells apricot flowers in the Ming Dynasty, the low paper paper is slanted to make grass, and the small milk tea is shared by the window...

Yan Xiaokai had seen this beautiful poem in Gu Long's novel, and it was engraved on the legendary full moon scimitar.

Although the scimitar that Yan Xiaokai is holding in his hand is not comparable to the scimitar mentioned by Master Gu Long, in his opinion, there is no difference, because no matter whether there are poems or not, the shape is so beautiful , it is just a weapon to kill people, as long as the blade comes out, the blood will surely appear!

Yes, Yan Xiaokai doesn't have so many poetic feelings, he only thinks about one thing now: use the blood of the enemy to wash this knife and avenge Yu Nu!

With a crisp sound of "敪", the sharp and cold blade popped out from the handle, and the curved light of the knife, like a lightning bolt, pierced the sky in an instant in the thunder, and instantly pierced into the chest of the person holding the scythe!

The scimitar was drawn away, but before the blood spewed out, the blade had already gently scratched another person's throat, and at the same time pierced another person's neck...

Fast, it's too fast!

As fast as lightning, as fast as thunder, as fast as a flash of thought... I searched through the Xinhua dictionary, but I couldn't find a word that could describe the speed of Yan Xiao's knife. I can only say fast, very fast, very fast, super super fast .

In the blink of an eye, five people had already been stabbed, and in the blink of an eye, there were five more people, and in the blink of an eye... Yan Xiaokai's erratic, ghostly figure had stopped.

Everything seems to be at a standstill!

The air is condensed, and even the moonlight no longer flows.

"Drip, drop, drop..." The only movement was the blood-stained scimitar in Yan Xiaokai's hand, and the remaining blood was falling drop by drop to the ground along the tip of the knife, seeping into the soil.

"Plop!" "Plop!" "Plop!" "..." finally sounded, and the secret disciples standing there finally fell down one by one!

There was no struggle, no howling, only a lingering heavy gasp, but finally fell silent...