The person was dressed in black, with a ghost face mask on his face, and his dark eyes stared at the audience through the slits in the mask.
He was carrying a wooden box on his back, which looked very similar to a guqin box. In such an atmosphere, people could not help but feel a chill in their hearts!
"court death!"
A trace of killing intent flashed in Ye Shengwu's eyes, and he drew out the long knife beside him, intending to step forward and kill the uninvited guest.
However, someone moved faster than him.
"Why bother Ye Gang to take action?"
The slightly short leader of the Ba Fist Faction jumped up and said, "Let Xiong do the work for these thieves!"
The male gang leader made fists with his hands, taking three steps and two steps at a time. The violent Qi spread wantonly, forming waves of air, like a wild beast, charging towards the masked man with a grimace unscrupulously.
"Boom boom boom!"
The surrounding tables and chairs were torn apart, all kinds of dishes and drinks were broken, and many guests were knocked to the ground.
"Dominate all directions!!"
The leader of the male gang moved very quickly and with fierce momentum. In an instant, he was in front of the man in the ghost mask.
Facing the male gang leader who was so close at hand, the man in the mask with a grimace just raised his hand slightly, and a bright white light flashed away.
At some point, the figure of the masked man with a ghostly face had already walked behind the male gang leader.
"Pfft!"
The blood soaring into the sky was like a bursting hot spring, swaying out.
As the leader of the Ba Fist Faction at the peak of the sixth level, his head fell to the ground and he died on the spot!
This scene made all the guests' expressions change greatly, and they quickly stood up and retreated.
Many female relatives screamed when they saw such a horrifying scene.
"Quick! It's too fast, this knife!"
Ye Wusheng's face changed slightly, and he stared at the blade in the hand of the ghost-faced masked man, feeling extremely shocked in his heart.
Ye Wusheng is a person who knows things and is also the person with the highest martial arts skills. The speed of the sword just now was so fast that ordinary people can't imagine it.
As a sixth-grade warrior, the leader of the Xiong Gang took the lead and used an extremely powerful momentum to suppress the opponent and punch boldly.
This move is overwhelming and almost difficult to dodge!
But the opponent didn't dodge at all, instead of retreating, he just took a step forward. The blade in his hand splashed out from his sleeve like a dragon emerging from the water, and cut off the head of the male gang leader with one blow.
This sword surpasses the sixth level and definitely reaches the level of the fifth level.
"who are you?"
"I, Ye, have no grievances with you in the past and have no enmity in recent times. Today is my son's big day. If you are here to attend the wedding, Ye welcomes you. But if you are here to seek revenge, please change the date. Today Ye I don’t want to commit more killings!”
What Ye Wusheng said was reasonable and well-founded, which attracted many guests to applaud.
"Personal grudges, people who are not from the Wild Wolf Gang, get out!"
The ghost-faced masked man said indifferently with a hoarse voice.
As soon as these words came out, Master Chen of the Iron Head was the first to clasp his fists and said loudly: "Since your grievance is a personal one, I, the Iron Head, will not participate in it. Farewell!"
"Disciples of the Iron Master, let's go!"
Village Leader Qin also said: "Gang Leader Ye, take care of yourself, we are also leaving!"
"The disciples of Sanhe Village are leaving!"
As the people from Tie Zhang and Sanhe Village left, many guests who had little connection with the Wild Wolf Gang also left one after another.
The disciples of the Ba Fist Sect, seeing their gang leader killed with one move, naturally did not dare to take revenge. They did not even dare to collect the body and fled in confusion.
In just one stick of incense, the banquet that had been very lively just now was now deserted, with only the Wild Wolf Gang members and the masked men with grimaces standing ready with weapons in their hands.
"I don't care who you are?"
"Who gave the instructions again?"
"If you ruin my son's wedding, I will kill you!"
"Fuck me!"
Ye Wusheng waved his hand, and dozens of members of the Wild Wolf Gang, armed with swords, rushed towards the masked man with a ghostly face.
"The blue dragon in the sleeve!"
Zhou Zhenwen looked at this scene indifferently. With a shake of his hands, two fine steel swords were like green dragons emerging from the water. The sharp sword light suddenly appeared. Dozens of Wild Wolf Gang members were cut in half. His figure also came. In front of Ye Wusheng...
Right now... Ye Wusheng's eyes flashed with cold light. He held a long knife and activated all his energy. He raised his hand and swung it down with all his strength. The domineering Xuanyin knife energy went from top to bottom and struck at the head of the man with the ghost face mask.
He had already seen clearly that the swordsmanship of this masked man with a ghostly face was a kind of hidden swordsmanship rarely seen in the wilderness. He hid the sword-shaped moves in his cuffs, and the sword intention was hidden in his body. He remained motionless like a dragon in the abyss, and moved like a dragon in the abyss. The dragon entered the sea and was extremely domineering.
However, this kind of hidden sword technique requires time to accumulate sword intention and display sword power, and cannot be used continuously.
Now is the best time to kill him!
"Innocent!"
Zhou Zhenwen naturally saw Ye Shengwu's thoughts. The weapon box behind his back suddenly opened, and several blades flew out.
"The Blue Dragon in the Sleeve, Second Stage!"
Zhou Zhenwen flicked his sleeves, and the flying blades were like flying knives, pulling each other, passing by, and bursting out with strong sword intent.
In an instant, they gathered at one point, and with a arrogant and invincible attitude, Ye Wusheng directly defeated him with a sword that he thought would win!
"puff!"
Ye Wusheng vomited blood and took a few steps back suddenly, his breath was as thin as a thread, and his eyes were full of horror.
"You are still useful!"
"Can't die yet!"
"Sunflower acupoint hand!"
Zhou Zhenwen raised his hand and tapped Ye Wusheng's acupuncture points twice quickly, immobilizing him.
"father!"
Ye Yuanwu's expression changed drastically. His father, who he thought was invincible in the outer city, was defeated like this?
It was a little hard for him to accept!
"Run, run quickly!"
Ye Wusheng, who was immobilized, moved his mouth and shouted: "Son, run!"
"Do you think he can escape?"
Zhou Zhenwen moved and used Sunflower's acupuncture technique again, locking Ye Yuanwu in place.
What follows is a massacre without any suspense!
Zhou Zhenwen did not hold back, but held the Fourteen Powers of the Ming Dynasty to kill all these wild wolf gangs who did all evil.
"Okay, it's quiet now."
Zhou Zhenwen sat down cross-legged and opened the first layer of the Ming Dynasty Fourteen Powers Weapon Box. On it were placed eight blades of different lengths, sizes and shapes. He said to himself: "There are a total of eight blades on this layer. The sword, named Heaven, Earth, General, Dharma, Wisdom, Faith, Benevolence, and Courage, is the blade used for interrogation.”
"Each sword is a specially made stainless steel sword. It does not freeze in winter, does not bear dew in summer, and does not stain the blade with blood. It is very suitable for you to use. I have some questions. I hope you can tell me truthfully. …”
"Dad, help, help, dad, I'm afraid, I'm still afraid!"
Hearing Zhou Zhenwen's words, Ye Yuanwu showed a horrified expression and couldn't help shouting: "Dad, save me, save me, dad!"
"Let Yuan Wu go, what do you want to know? I'll tell you everything!" Ye Wusheng watched Zhou Zhenwen adjust the blade and shouted quickly.
Ye Yuanwu is his only son and his only weakness.
He can act recklessly or kill people like crazy, but when it comes to his only son, he always chooses to indulge and accommodate!
He hopes to be his son's support from the wind and rain!
Zhou Zhenwen raised her head and glanced at Ye Wusheng indifferently: "When those innocent people begged you for mercy, did you ever let them go?"
"What?"
Hearing these words, Ye Wusheng's heart skipped a beat, and a bad premonition came to him.
They may be doomed...
