Every person in their fifties was a book of history.
The relationship between Leng Batian and the Azure Dragon Gang was even more amazing. Thirty years ago, when he was still Young Master Leng, no one knew him. He was just a street thug. It was not an exaggeration to say that it was a life worse than a dog.
That kind of life was built on the disdain of others and could not grow flowers.
Due to a strange combination of factors, he somehow had to block a knife for the original gang leader, thus becoming the savior of the Azure Dragon Gang's gang leader and entering the Azure Dragon Gang. With the giant's shoulder, his influence in the sect rapidly expanded. Relying on his body and courage, he helped the gang leader settle the internal strife and conquer the other gangs. The hot-blooded him, who was untamed like a cow that was not afraid of tigers, finally replaced him and became the new sect leader.
That year, he was in his thirties and officially changed his name to Leng Batian.
Once the power is in hand, the order will be carried out. After he ascended the position of the gang leader, he conferred titles to his trusted aides and used the excuse of killing those who did not submit to him. He plundered the peddlers, but put all the money into his own pocket. He was extravagant and licentious. He would rob all the artists who performed in the territory of the Azure Dragon Gang. Therefore, if a beautiful female star wanted to complete her performance safely and with high quality, she had to get into the car arranged by him, enter the room he prepared, and be his woman. He ignored the existence of others and was extremely arrogant. And all of this was destined to become a time bomb, planted in the Azure Dragon Gang, ready to face self-destruction one day.
At 12 o'clock in the afternoon, He Mingwei heard the swinging of the clock and heard the sound of approaching footsteps downstairs. He could hear Long Yan's sinister smile. Leng Batian had returned to the position of the sect leader. This scene was still weaving into a picture. Long Yan had already led a group of people upstairs. His eyes were slightly red and he held the Green Dragon Sharp Axe in his hand." Sect Leader He, it's too cold at the top. Please help you down!"”
"Long Yan, I never thought that I would die in your hands. Since you want to kill me, can you tell me why?”He Mingwei continued playing the game.
"For power, for your position.”Long Yan slowly walked towards He Mingwei with his axe in hand. "Forgive me. If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for blocking my path.”
Long Yan swung his axe and He Mingwei dodged to a corner. He knew that Long Yan would definitely follow. At this moment, a few killers flew out from both sides. Their bodies were as light as swallows, and with an unexpected perfect capture, the sharp axe was knocked to the ground, and a few knives were placed on Long Yan's neck. Long Yan's hundreds of brothers saw the situation and raised their axes, ready to fight.
"Listen up, I, He Mingwei, am clear about gratitude and hatred. Before you guys decided to attack me, I thought you were still friends with the Azure Dragon Triad. If you can't control your hands and insist on charging at me, then I can guarantee that I will tear you into pieces.”He Mingwei's killing intent was revealed, and what people saw was the shadow of an evil tiger.
"Haha, it seems that I, Long Yan, will die with my eyes wide open. Such a brother is my inevitable failure.”Long Yan let out a long sigh. There was nothing he could do. He Mingwei pulled out a ray of light and slashed Long Yan's throat. Blood spurted out like a colorful fountain. "A traitor doesn't deserve a brother. He insults this noble word.”
"Chief Long, let's avenge Chief Long.”someone shouted. The other brothers of the Dragon Hall responded with a single call and charged over one after another.
A few killers stood in a circle and blocked Master He. They wanted to protect Master He's life.
The axe chopped down one after another. The machete wreaked havoc, and the setting sun could be seen. The blood that flowed out was affection, and those who lay down were heroes. The protective circle formed by the killers was getting smaller and smaller, but the axes that swarmed over were still endless. The cry of death shouted out the last loneliness, the cry of struggle broke out of survival, and fell in love with death.
"Little Yuan, let's fight our way out for Master He. We can't go on like this.”Zuo Yi cut off his throat with a knife.
"Kill our way out, charge!" Little Yuan shouted with an imposing manner.
He Mingwei waved his knife and started to kill. It had been a long time since he had killed someone like this.
The landscape was like a painting, and there were many heroes at that time. Such heroes, how many calamities did they encounter at once?
The battlefield fell again and again, and only three people were left after fighting. He Mingwei's body was already covered in marks of knives and axes, and what was almost falling was his bloody flesh. Little Yuan and Zuo Yi were on the side, the bones in their arms were already exposed. The pain was so intense that he could not feel it. His life was supported by a bamboo pole of his mind.
Behind him were still the killer soldiers chasing after him. In front of him, he suddenly saw Leng Batian's face. He Mingwei looked up at the sky and roared. It was a beast lion on the side of the cliff.
At this moment, Tiger Hall's Hall Master Dongfang Hu stepped through the door. Yan Hall's Hall Master Che Yan also 'descended from the sky' and Ah Jiao brought back reinforcements. At this moment, the situation had turned upside down. For some reason, Leng Batian didn't expect He Mingwei's reinforcements to arrive so quickly. However, even so, Leng Batian had no way to retreat. He had to remember the saying," The brave will win when they meet on a narrow road." The example of defeating many with fewer people would be repeated here.
When He Mingwei saw Leng Batian's face, his hatred was like a volcanic eruption. He raised his side knife and moved quickly.
Leng Batian brandished his saber. Thousands of words formed a sentence in his heart. Kill He Mingwei and then seize the Azure Dragon Sect.
The two blades chopped at each other's heads with great force in an instant. The sparks that jumped out were the angry demons who longed for the taste of blood the most.
He Mingwei's hind legs gathered strength and he rushed forward with all his might. The powerful energy added to his saber made Leng Batian move back in quick steps.
Leng Batian quickly dodged and slashed at He Mingwei's left arm. He Mingwei cried out in pain.
He Mingwei raised his blade and slashed at Leng Batian's face. The blade was positioned accurately, and a parallel line passed through Leng Batian's eyes.
" Ah! Ah!" Leng Batian slashed wildly with his saber. His steps were disordered. His eyes were stabbed, and he could only see darkness from now on.
He Mingwei pulled out the light again. A vigorous figure in the crowd flashed out and kicked He Mingwei to the ground.
He took Leng Batian's saber and rushed toward He Mingwei.
At that instant, Che Yan blocked with his saber. He was already standing in front of He Mingwei, and the person who received the saber was Coldblood Feng.
Coldblood Feng once again swung his blade and drew an arc. Che Yan flew up and kicked out, heavily injuring Coldblood Feng's head. The dazed Coldblood Feng's body swayed backwards, Che Yan took advantage of the situation and slashed out with his blade, causing Coldblood Feng to be stabbed in the chest. Seeing that things were not looking good, Coldblood Feng immediately gave the order,"Kill!"”
The two groups of people fought with each other, with Coldblood Feng leading the charge.
Blood splattered everywhere, and death was right in front of them.
Looking at the blood of others, filling his own desires, the cold-blooded wind slashed left and right. In front of him were screams, helpless eyes, and trembling hands.
Ah Jiao kicked him from behind, and Coldblood staggered. Che Yan sent out another flying kick and Coldblood Wind fell to the ground.
A machete was added, and an axe was matched.
Coldblood Wind rolled and crawled on the ground. He no longer had the last strength to fight. Che Yan swung his machete, and Leng Xue Feng's blood splattered all over his face.
The Tiger Hall and the Wild Goose Hall continued to slaughter. The Dragon Hall brothers all surrendered. As for the remaining men of Leng Batian, they were like grasshoppers after autumn and did not jump. Under the blades and axes, they gradually lost their resistance.
Leng Batian was running around. He knew that his sun had already lost its brilliance, but he didn't want to die yet. Because he still had unfulfilled dreams. He still wanted to ascend to the high position of the Azure Dragon Triad. He roared wantonly, he was crazy to the point of ignorance. Che Yan waved her blade again, making this voice disappear forever.
Leng Qiu cut through the uneasiness of the night with her knife, so corpses lay in front of her. Eagle Hall Master Bai Ying was ordered to stop Leng Qiu and the rest of his men from entering the Azure Dragon Triad headquarters. He had the heavy responsibility of protecting them. He threw his life into the nine heavens. Time had recorded this most tenacious resistance. In the end, even Bai Ying could not escape Leng Qiu's darts. His hysterical voice was still weak, Defend and don't let them pass.
After killing all the powers that were obstructing them, Leng Qiu received a grievous news from her subordinates. Her father and brother had died in battle. Everything was over.
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