The cold wind blew by, making people feel inexplicably chilled.

When Wei Pozhu saw Chu Tian appear, a trace of helplessness flashed across his face. He shook his head and sighed: "Young Marshal, I didn't expect you and I would meet again on such an occasion. But thank you for letting me go for a lifetime last time. It's going to be a night. If you and I are still alive, I will definitely invite you to have tea in the future."

Chu Tian curled a faint smile on his lips, and he replied with his hands on his back: "Last time you put me on, tempting me to kill the undercover agent of the Zhulian Gang in the Secret Service, and almost made me chased and killed by Xu Xixi. Tonight, you and I will meet again, just forget all the new and old hatreds, take action!"

Wei Pozhu exhaled and said with a wry smile: "Young marshal, everyone is their master, you understand!"

Chu Tian nodded carelessly and spoke in a plain tone: "I know, so I don't talk too much nonsense with you. Take action. You and I didn't fight in the alley last time. This time, I should have let me see through the style, right? Besides, you don't seem to have any other choice!"

At this time, several confidants from the Bamboo League Gang shot to Wei Pozhu.

Wei Pozhu looked at the fighting center not far away, and looked at Chu Tian who was standing in front of him. He knew that time was tight, shook his head: "Young Marshal, you are not Bozhu's goal tonight. If you had no choice, you would never fight with you. We have the chance to fight again the next day, so let's say goodbye!"

When Chu Tian was slightly stunned, Wei Pozhu shouted to his confidant beside him: "Stop Chu Tian!"

Several members of the Bamboo League gang immediately screamed and rushed towards Chu Tian with their swords. Wei Pozhu pointed his toes at the center of the fight. If he did not dare to command the Bamboo League gang like a scattered sand, they would be surrounded and killed by all the children of the Tang gang in less than half an hour, and there would be no more soldiers to fight in Tainan.

Chu Tian also turned his head and shouted to the elite Tang Sect: "Stop Wei Bozhu!"

Dozens of elite Tang sects also knew that this was a critical moment. Being greedy for life and fear of death would only make them die faster, so they also carried a machete and shot Wei Pozhu, while Chu Tian waved his sword to resist the entangled members of the Bamboo League. Although these people were not masters, they were ready to die.

Chu Tian sighed slightly and turned the machete outside.

When a member of the Bamboo League gang saw that his door was wide open, he stabbed him with a knife. Chu Tian just shook his shoulder and moved slightly and rushed! This knife wiped his shoulder and passed by. Before the members of the Bamboo League gang cheered excitedly, Chu Tian slashed his arm with a backhand, slashing the other party's arm.

The small wound on his shoulder had no effect on Chu Tian at all, but instead stimulated his fighting spirit to the peak. He flew up and stabbed his left hand up to the top. The young man with broken arms was so painful that Venus appeared in front of him. Before he could see clearly what was going on, Chu Tian's machete hit his chest.

People help the sword, and the sword borrows the power of others, and its strength is more than a hundred pounds.

Pounce! This knife directly pierced the opponent's chest, and the tip of the knife poked out his back. After Chu Tian landed on the ground, he did not draw his sword and kicked the opponent out with his sword. At the same time, he turned around and grabbed the enemy's neck with his left hand.

I didn't see how hard he tried, I only heard a click.

The neck bone that attacked the enemy was broken by him, and his head drooped unnaturally to one side without any pause. Chu Tian grabbed his hand on his neck and pulled it to him, just blocking the other two machetes that were stabbed, allowing him to sputter blood again.

He shook his head and swung his right hand slightly, and slashed at the two enemies behind him.

Dangdang!

The two members of the Bamboo League fought desperately, but they still underestimated the power of Chu Tian's sword. After the two sides collided, the Bamboo League's arms were like electricity, and the tiger's mouth cracked, and the person flew backwards. The machete fell off from his hands and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood.

When Chu Tian finished packing up the enemies and turned his head to look at Wei Pozhu, the latter was fighting among the elites of the Tang Sect, with swords and shadows fighting fiercely. The elites around Tang Wan'er were blocking Wei Pozhu with blood and courage, so that he could not reach the center of the battle dozens of meters away.

Chu Tian smiled softly and murmured to himself: "Wei Pozhu, your fate is here!"

After saying that, Chu Tian picked up his sword and rushed towards Wei Pozhu quickly, moving his footsteps in the rain, and a crackling sound was made on the tip of Chu Tian's hanging knife, and a trace of water broke out on the ground, and the water droplets splashed around. When the water splash stopped suddenly, Chu Tian rushed to Wei Pozhu.

The machete was raised to the side, and Chu Tian smiled faintly and said, "Wei Pozhu, take the move!"

Wei Puzhu, who had just kicked down a Tang family member, saw Chu Tian blocking him again, and the bitter smile on his face became stronger and stronger. After all, he could not escape Chu Tian's blockade. He reached out to wipe off the rain on his face, and then a deafening sound broke out: "Young Marshal, take it!"

The sword is like a rainbow, and the momentum is like a bamboo shoot!

Wei Pozhu's toes hit the ground with force, leaned forward and rushed towards Chu Tian. At the same time, a cold machete flashed out of his hand, shaking continuously, and making moves, piercing Chu Tian's left and right chests. His moves were very different from those of the Zhulian Gang.

Not only did he rush in at a very fast speed, but his tricks were also sharp.

It seemed a random stab, but the subsequent moves were endless and varied. If the opponent was attracted by his aura and did not dare to take it forward, he would immediately fall into the state of being passively beaten. Chu Tian's smile deepened. This was the master he wanted to meet, so his right hand trembled and showed the Hongming sword.

Hongming's sword comes out just for those who respect it.

Chu Tian waved his sword and fought with Wei Pozhu. Both of them made extremely fast moves, like two lightning bolts collided with each other, and then separated from each other after more than ten sounds of Dangdang, Chu Tian retreated two or three meters away, and two holes were cut on his shoulders, and a faint blood was visible.

Looking at Wei Bozhu again, he took five steps back, and there was no hole in his clothes, but a scar was cut on his face by Hongming's sword. In this round, the two of them did not distinguish between winning or losing. Then they hedged forward again, with great force and heavy force against the previous move, and separated each other, in this cycle.

After the two fought for more than ten moves, Chu Tian found that Wei Pozhu was beginning to feel restless.

He looked around and knew the reason. More than 2,000 Bamboo League members rushed into the Tang Sect stronghold. After a few days, only hundreds of people left were left to support him. Du Pinghai was even carried out by Tang Wan'er, which shows that the battle in the hall had ended.

The war has reached this level, and it cannot be described as miserable.

Chu Tian reached out to flick the rain on the blade and smiled faintly: "Master Wei Tang, don't think so much. The defeat of the Bamboo Alliance Gang is determined. You should worry about your life with peace of mind. Leave you here tonight, the Tang Sect will win! Chen Taishan was defeated..."

Wei Pozhu lowered his cold machete, and the blood became faint and empty under the erosion of the rain. A trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes. He looked at Chu Tian and smiled bitterly and sighed: "It's like this. Why should I fight with the young marshal? Forget it, I'd better go back to Taipei to apologize! Say goodbye!"

After saying that, he turned around and left, his burly body gradually drifting away in the wind and rain.

Chu Tian did not personally stop him, but made gestures to the elite Tang Sect not far away. So dozens of Tang Sect's children rushed towards Wei Pozhu again, and the sound of killing shocked the sky. Perhaps because he felt the moment of life and death, Wei Pozhu had fully utilized his abilities along the way.

The machete was like a silver dragon with red blood in his hand. It could always bring out the light, blood and blood everywhere. Within a distance of more than ten meters, there were more than ten elite Tang Sects who fell under his sword, but the attacks of the elite Tang Sects were one after another, one after another.

"Leave Wei Pozhu at any cost!"

Chu Tian stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the scene where the overall situation was about to be decided.

The members of the Zhulian Gang who had originally crawled in saw Wei Pozhu retreating and continued to return quickly to the original path.

The Tang family members had to step up their attack on Wei Pozhu, and they could not let the enemy break through anyway. At least they could not let an enemy run away before they could kill Wei Pozhu. Therefore, the Tang family members' attack became even more crazy, and they attacked Wei Pozhu as if they were desperate.

Wei Pozhu is indeed powerful, not only good at fighting, but also good at group battles!

Under his leadership, dozens of Bamboo League members rushed to the siege of the Tang Sect, and then crossed the gate like a ghost. Wei Pozhu was still staying on the wall for a few seconds, turning his head to shout to Chu Tian: "Young Marshal, next time I meet, I can guarantee that this is not the situation today!"

Chu Tian waved his hand gently and replied lightly: "Goodbye!"
Chapter completed!