Gouba roared and slapped the ground! He rushed to Wang Ying and rushed to him.

At the same time, in the areas on both sides of the surrounding area, more than ten figures rushed up from several directions around. The trees in this area were very dense. After a fierce firefight, the two sides encountered it instantly, and started hand-to-hand combat, fighting like a life-threatening fight.

"It was they who attacked us! Avenge the sacrificed brothers!!"

All of these people were full of anger, and finally found the culprit. Almost all of them burst out with the strongest combat power. The entire team seemed extremely crazy. At the beginning, they still had some advantage, but this advantage lasted not long, and they could not bear it as a whole.

What a joke, Li Kang, Li Yao, Gray Blood, Headblade, Zhang Fan, Bat, Liu Zifeng, Hu Yilin, who are all of them? Anyone who can be used to be the commander of a powerful special forces.

How could Gouba and his group be their opponents? The resentment of the resentment god is even more resentful. The two death sickles and ten thousand men are inappropriate!

The rest of the people are the only bloodline left by the Sixth Master Sunset Blade. Although these people cannot catch up with Li Yao and the others, they are one of the three most powerful armed forces in the middle of the Huihuang Pavilion. If they really fight with people with eight arms like Gouba, they will not be at a disadvantage.

The most important thing is that the overall collaborative combat capability of such a team is simply superb.

The eight-armed group of people have been training teams to fight again, but when they started fighting with Li Yao and the others, they were not at the same level at all, because Li Yao and the others have been with Wang Ying for so many years, and they can be in tune with each other with one look at each other. The power of team cooperation is even more powerful.

In less than a minute, Gouba witnessed a scene that would never forget him for his life. These members of the Eight-Armed Special Forces, and Li Kang and others, had completely lost their advantage. Although they were full of momentum and everyone was pursuing revenge, they were actually not the opponent's opponent, and the gap was quite large.

In less than three minutes, the resentment dragon attacked and led the young soldier to split an eight-armed soldier, then turned around and plunged into the remaining crowd that was still fighting against the setting sun. It was like a tiger descending the mountain, wind swept the clouds, and the two death sickles bloomed with gorgeous light under the reflection of the sunlight, reflecting the splashing blood, and the surrounding trees that were constantly chopped and broken.

One person, two sickles, completely disrupted all the other party's rhythm and formation. On this occasion, he greatly reduced the pressure of the Sunset Blade. These people were all experienced and seized the opportunity. Everyone accelerated and echoed the resentful Zilong.

At the same time, Li Kang, Li Yao, Gray Blood, Zhang Fan, and the head blade had also killed the eight-armed soldiers in front of them, followed by Bat Liu Zifeng, followed by Hu Yilin. All of these people joined the battle, and the entire occupied situation instantly became one-sided.

Gouba really couldn't believe what he saw in front of him. With a dazed moment, the resentful dragon had already rushed to him. The bright death sickle slashed Huashan with one blow and swept across the army with another move.

Gouba retreated one after another, and Ju Zilong waved two death scythes, pushing like a tank, as if crushing everything. These big trees were overturned by Ju Zilong one after another. Gouba was tired of dodging, but the collapsed big trees also had an impact on his retreat. Seeing that two big trees were cut off by Ju Zilong, one of them came over to Gouba. Gouba nimblely avoided, and the other thick one hit him in the direction of Ju Zilong.

Gouba, who had been exhausted from dodging and responding, saw the situation. The opportunity came. He expected that Ju Zilong would dodge on the left and dodge the collapsed tree. Gouba gritted his teeth and knew that it would be impossible to retreat like this. He seized the opportunity, jumped and rushed to the left. The dagger rushed directly to the left, waiting for Ju Zilong to dodge on the left, but what Gouba never dreamed of was that Ju Zilong did not dodge at all. He raised his hand and suddenly, the collapsed big tree was cut in half by Ju Zilong's head, which made Gouba lose.

Ju Zilong waved his hand and looked at Gouba for a moment. Gouba subconsciously dodged to the right side. At the same time, Ju Zilong's death sickle on the other hand also called him up. This heavy blow cut over the two big trees on the left side of Ju Zilong, and hooked back to Gouba. Gouba happened to dodge to the right side again, just as he saw a stream of blood splattering. Gouba's entire person was divided into two and cut off by the Death Scythe!...

With such a big stir in the battle between the two sides, how could the Huojing Mountain know nothing? In just about twenty minutes, Di Jing and Zhang Jiaqi and a group of people arrived at the scene first. When they arrived here, they looked at the messy scene and everyone was silent. Di Jing and Zhang Jiaqi stood beside the hookba that had been cut off in the waist. The two of them had a gloomy face. After a moment, Zhang Jiaqi raised his hand and signaled that he turned around to chase. At this moment, Di Jing directly grabbed Zhang Jiaqi's clothes.

"What are you going to do?"

"This group of people is so bold and bullying that they dare to ambush us under our noses. The blood from so many corpses is still hot, and they can't run far! I want to chase after them and make them!"

Zhang Jiaqi was really angry, but Di Jing was still quite calm. He grabbed Zhang Jiaqi.

"You can't act rashly now. This area is so large that you are not their opponents without scattering the number of people, nor can you determine the area they escape. If the number of people is scattering, it is not their opponents. General Dabang has an order, and we must wait for Yu Dongyan's division from there, and don't be impulsive."

Di Jing clenched his fists tightly, and obviously, compared to Zhang Jiaqi, the relationship between Di Jing and Gouba would be much better.

"We have only been more than twenty minutes since we heard the gunshot here, but they have been gone without a trace. We have the ability to solve Gouba and others in such a short time and still have the power to escape. We must take it seriously. I know too much about our eight-armed situation, so don't be impulsive. If it is really Wang Ying, he has a jungle king in his hand, that person, who wiped out more than 40 Nagat team members alone, including Ji Yanfei."

Zhang Jiaqi was quite impulsive before, obviously very atmosphere, but now after Di Jing said this, he calmed down instantly, but he was still very unhappy in his heart.

"I, Zhang Jiaqi, have never been so frustrated in so many years!"

He stomped his feet suddenly, turned around and left with the man. Di Jing looked at Gouba's corpse on the ground, and for a moment, he started to collect Gouba's corpse after taking action.

Zhang Jiaqi returned to the foot of Huojing Mountain. He had a gloomy face, his hands and back, and paced back and forth. After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief, and he still seemed quite helpless. He turned around and walked to a very inconspicuous hillside on the side. He sat here, holding a cigarette, looking at the sun not far away, and shook his head. He raised his hand and kept pulling out the grass on the edge. At this moment, a figure sat beside him.

"Are you unwilling to accept it?"

When Zhang Jiaqi heard this, he suddenly turned his head. At this moment, a strange figure appeared beside him. The figure was wearing Zhang Jiaqi and his team, but it was obviously not Zhang Jiaqi's subordinate. The man had a pair of eagle eyes, exuding endless chills, and he was full of hostility, which made him feel enchanting. Zhang Jiaqi was shocked and turned around and looked around. The people on Huojing Mountain were quite relaxed. No one noticed them, and he didn't know when this person came to him. He was so bold and arrogant!

"I can see that you are not convinced, so I didn't attack you directly."

Zhang Fan smiled slightly from the side. He had such a big heart. Then so many people on the other side lowered their eyes and took out a cigarette. He lit it for himself and then Zhang Jiaqi.

"I will give you a chance to fight me one-on-one. If you can't solve you within three minutes, I will give you my life. Do you dare?"

Zhang Fan's words were filled with provocation, but what he said was true. In the situation just now, if the Assassin King really attacked Zhang Jiaqi, Zhang Jiaqi would have no way out because he had no preparation.

Zhang Jiaqi was also a man of true nature. When Zhang Fan said this, he nodded.

"I will not expose your identity from here, it will be considered as giving you a life. If I can't solve you within two minutes, I will give you my life."

After Zhang Jiaqi finished speaking, he stood up and turned to look at the subordinates who were rushing here behind him.

"I have something to deal with, you don't have to follow."

After Zhang Jiaqi finished speaking, he raised his hand and hugged Zhang Fan, as if he was hugging his friend, and the two of them turned around and left.

Just after these two people left for a few minutes, Di Jing and his people had already carried Gouba and the others back. He walked around the crowd and did not find Zhang Jiaqi.

"Where is Zhang Jiaqi?"

He asked immediately, and a subordinate on the side shook his head.

"I said it was something, I left."

In the area on the side of Huojing Mountain, only one hundred meters away from Di Jing and the others in a straight line, Zhang Fan and Zhang Jiaqi had already fought again. Zhang Fan was quick, accurate and cruel, with a ghostly figure. Zhang Jiaqi was also very skilled. Each of them had a dagger in hand. They had been fighting for hundreds of rounds. After another confrontation, Zhang Fan took a step back and laughed at Zhang Jiaqi.

"It's time for two minutes!"

"Come and get it if you have the ability!"

Zhang Jiaqi scolded and leaped, and fought with Zhang Fan again. In a blink of an eye, hundreds of rounds passed. Zhang Fan's three minutes passed. There was no stop at all. They were just fighting for their lives. They fought to be really hard to solve. The sword light and sword shadows, life and death were all in a moment. The masters fought, and the difference was a little different. Now the two of them dared not make any mistakes. Seeing that the battle between the two people could last for more than ten minutes and still could not distinguish between the superiors, on the other hand, Di Jing showed up with a group of people. They held weapons, raised their guns and pointed them at Zhang Fan and pulled the trigger.

Zhang Fan's energy was all over Zhang Jiaqi. He didn't expect anyone to fire a black gun. However, the only advantage was that Zhang Fan was wearing a bulletproof vest and was fast enough. The black gun hit Zhang Fan and hit Zhang Fan, which was not fatal, but this also had a decisive impact on the entire situation.

Zhang Jiaqi bent down and could easily take Zhang Fan's life, but what no one expected was that Zhang Jiaqi not only did not take advantage of others' danger, but instead turned around and blocked the shooting direction of Di Jing and the others with his own body.
Chapter completed!