Peacock slowly walked to the front among the crowd, with a smile on his face.
His eyes were always lingering on several people except Yang Yanyu.
When discussing with Shen Wushuang before, Shen Wushuang made it clear that he would kill Yang Yanyu first and wait until he killed Yang Yanyu to talk about the rest.
Gu Xiaotian looked at the former genius puppet master in front of him and remained silent. At this moment, he suddenly slowly lowered his hand that was holding the scabbard tightly.
Peacock noticed Gu Xiaotian's movements, pointed at him and smiled: "You are a smart man, you know it's still too late to run away now."
Gu Xiaotian just shook his head and did not respond.
Peacock pointed at Duan Peng and Huang Shengjie again. He knew that these people had nothing to do with Yan Yun, and said, "If you can figure out how to leave now, I won't stop them."
Then, his eyes became fierce, "As for the rest of you, if you want to leave, I will help you and let you truly leave."
Even a fool can understand this.
It's basically impossible to run away, everyone will die here.
Gu Xiaotian said calmly: "I will not leave."
Peacock shook his eyebrows, looked at the young man with some surprise on his face, and said with a mocking tone: "For the so-called justice, you have to lose your life in the end, don't you think it's ridiculous?"
Gu Xiaotian said nothing, but his breath began to rise.
Seeing Gu Xiaotian's aura starting to rise, Peacock didn't care at all, he just smiled and said, "Are you going to die in such a hurry?"
Gu Xiaotian shook his head, "I won't die."
Then, he pulled out the edgeless heavy sword and held it tightly in his hand. He held the other "Intoxicated Dongfeng" tightly with his left hand. The Sansheng Sword slowly flew out from his waist and rushed towards the sky. It was a flash of golden light.
He looked like he was on full fire.
Peacock sneered, "What a pity. For a genius like you, I really can't bear to kill you."
Gu Xiaotian stared at the peacock and grinned, "It's hard to say who will die and who will live."
"I will personally take you down to the Underworld."
Listening to the bold words of the young man in front of him, Peacock did not take it seriously. He had never taken Gu Xiaotian seriously, nor did he care. He chuckled and said, "Don't worry, I will keep you until the end, and then slowly to torture you."
Then, Peacock looked at the rest of Yanyun's soldiers and waved his hand, "Kill these ants first!"
The minions from the Bloody Clothes Building swarmed over.
In the heavy rain, the sound of weapons clashing filled my ears.
Facing the piles of blood-clothed building minions, Qu Xiaohan and others could only barely save a few soldiers at most.
Those soldiers who were not rescued died on the spot.
Yang Yanyu's eyes were already red, and he let the blood splash on his face, still holding the long knife in his hand.
After a while, Yang Yanyu was breathing heavily, and the minions in the Xueyi Building gradually stopped and retreated.
When this killing god came to the world, they all became vigilant.
I am afraid that if anyone is not careful, he will die under the sword.
I don't know who took the lead and shouted, "Come together," and all the minions in the Xueyi Building swarmed towards Yang Yanyu.
Han Yansheng was far away, and at this time he was shooting down a minion. When he saw Yang Yanyu being surrounded, he stamped his feet anxiously.
Han Jiajia was the closest. She had long wanted to avenge her defeat, so she rushed towards the group of minions with a spear in hand.
His old enemy and daughter were both locked in a bitter battle, and Han Yansheng was even more anxious. However, there was a pile of ants in front of him, and he would definitely not be able to survive without trampling them to death, so he had to shout for help.
Fortunately, Gu Xiaotian, Qu Xiaohan and others were also fighting together. After solving the matter at hand, they also turned around and rushed into the crowd of minions.
After the ping-pong sound, Shen Wushuang looked strange and wanted to take action.
He had seen enough of this farce, and now he just wanted to kill Yang Yanyu.
Shen Wushuang took off a battle flag behind him and threw it into the air. A huge pressure was like Mount Tai.
It smashed downwards like a top.
Yang Yanyu immediately came to his senses, grabbed Han Jiajia's collar and pulled him to his side, while he raised his knife to block.
The pressure gradually became stronger, and Han Jiajia was obviously struggling. At this time, his legs no longer obeyed his control, so he knelt down on his own initiative, and Yang Yanyu's waist slowly bent down.
But this blow, as if it was an indiscriminate blow, instantly crushed the gangsters in the Blood Clothes Building to blood.
Peacock's eyes widened. He did not expect that Shen Wushuang would attack his own people indiscriminately.
He quickly rushed to Shen Wushuang's side and asked, "Shen Wu Chief, you want to kill all your own people?"
Shen Wushuang became more and more crazy, and said excitedly like a pervert: "There is no need for ants to live, Yang Yanyu must die today!"
Peacock's eyes were solemn as he looked at this madman, but he still remained rational and knew that there should be no internal strife at this time.
This group of people will die when they die. It's just a pity that I spent a lot of time cultivating them.
Yang Yanyu shouted loudly, and his whole body's true energy exploded. Against the pressure, he swung out his sword, and with a loud noise, the battle flag in the air snapped.
But at this time, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Yang Yanyu has reached his limit.
The previous consumption, coupled with the current Fenli knife, had completely exhausted his true energy.
Han Yan shouted anxiously and wanted to rush over with a spear in hand.
However, Yang Yanyu in the formation suddenly shook her head at him.
Han Yansheng stopped and froze on the spot.
Peacock also knew that Yang Yanyu could never defeat Shen Wushuang, but he couldn't kill Yang Yanyu now. If he did, who knew what kind of epilepsy this lunatic Shen Wushuang would have.
Peacock moved one hand, and two black and white puppets emerged from the ground.
In an instant, the battlefield was divided into two halves.
In one half, Shen Wushuang faced off against Yang Yanyu and Han Jiajia.
The other half is when Gu Xiaotian and others face off against Peacock.
Han Yansheng did not stop. He knew that Yang Yanyu was weak now. If Yang Yanyu fell first, his daughter would suffer. He raised his spear and wanted to rush over.
With a move of Peacock's finger, the black puppet instantly appeared in front of Yang Yanyu, stretched out a punch, and hit Han Yansheng's chest hard.
Han Yansheng had no choice but to hold out his gun and take a few steps back.
Han Yansheng roared at the peacock: "Tang! Get out of here! Otherwise, I'll pick you up too!"
Peacock looked at the angry Han Yansheng and said, "Master Han, if you want to go there, you must first pass my level."
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On the other side of the battlefield, Yang Yanyu was half-crouching on the ground panting with a knife stuck in his hand because one person had blocked the pressure.
But at the same time, there was no trace of relaxation in his eyes.
Shen Wushuang became interested and said mockingly: "Yang Yanyu, we haven't seen you for so long, are you not advancing but retreating?"
Then, Shen Wushuang punched with great force.
Yang Yanyu's vitality and blood were greatly reduced at this time. Faced with the sudden punch, he had no time to make any move.
Han Jiajia on the side suddenly moved, rushed forward with his gun drawn, and forcefully caught Shen Wushuang's punch.
Shen Wushuang shook his eyebrows and punched continuously.
Han Jiajia frowned and gritted her teeth. Although it was difficult, she knew she couldn't retreat.
Yang Yanyu saw Shen Wushuang's murderous intention, and quickly pushed himself up and struck with the knife.
Shen Wushuang retracted his fists and kicked Yang Yanyu right on the chest.
Yang Yanyu flew backwards and fell heavily into the mire in the rain.
Han Jiajia hurriedly helped Yang Yanyu up, looked at Shen Wushuang again, and asked in her heart: "Marshal Yang, how long will it take to recover?"
Yang Yanyu paused and then immediately understood what Han Jiajia meant. He shook his head at her and said, "If you can't defeat him, you will lose your life!"
Shen Wushuang suddenly clapped his hands and applauded, laughing and saying: "Yes, yes, little girl, die.
Also, first come, first served. After I kill Yang Yanyu, it will be your turn! "
Han Jiajia stood in front of Yang Yanyu with a gun in his hand, firmness in his eyes.
Yang Yanyu knew that he could not be persuaded, so he immediately swallowed a pill and sat up in meditation. At the same time, he did not forget to remind him: "Be careful in everything."
Shen Wushuang shook his head and muttered something about trouble, so he waved his hand and said, "If you want to die in a hurry, then I will help you first."
"Look at the gun!"
After shouting these two words, Han Jiajia's figure had already rushed in front of Shen Wushuang, and a spear pierced Shen Wushuang's chest like a tiger roaring.
Shen Wushuang did not dodge, but seized the right moment and instantly grabbed the lightning-like spear. He curved the corner of his mouth and burst out with a manic aura.
It's just an ant, it can be crushed to death in an instant!
Han Jiajia drew her spear hard, but Shen Wushuang's one hand was like an iron bar, tightly trapping her weapon. Then Shen Wushuang punched out, with an even more terrifying momentum.
Raindrops hit the ground, and suddenly there was a muffled sound, like a thunder, starting at this moment.
It was as if time had stood still between heaven and earth at this moment, and countless rainwater had bypassed Shen Wushuang's body.
Yang Yanyu, who was still meditating on the spot, had been paying attention to the battle situation. He was startled and shouted, "Quickly retreat!"
Shen Wushuang laughed and said, "Retreat? Why retreat?"
This punch hit Han Jiajia's breastplate just right. As a shattering sound came, Han Jiajia's armor was completely shattered, leaving only a thin lining in an instant.
Han Jiajia, who was punched, flew backwards like a kite with its string broken.
Falling to the ground, Han Jiajia felt a sharp pain in his chest, the tip of his throat felt sweet, and he suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.
Shen Wushuang's punch left three points of energy in Han Jiajia.
Shen Wushuang shook his head, "As I said, there must be a first-come, first-served approach to death. After I finish killing Yang Yanyu, it will be your turn."
Han Jiajia endured the severe pain in her chest and stood up with difficulty. Her steps were a bit weak, but she still walked step by step.
At this moment, Han Jiajia lowered her head and still said unconvinced: "If you want to kill him, kill me first."
Shen Wushuang sighed helplessly, "The world has changed. Do you have to be the first to die these days?"
Yang Yanyu didn't care about recovery at this time and stood up quickly, stopping Han Jiajia who was still walking forward.
Shen Wushuang raised his eyes, wanting to see what drama these two people were going to perform.
Han Jiajia glanced at Yang Yanyu, endured the severe pain, stood up straight, and said firmly: "Marshal Yang, I'm okay."
Yang Yanyu lowered his eyes, looked at Han Yansheng who was still fighting with the black puppet in the distance, shook his head and said: "Old Han, you are the only daughter, and I cannot allow you to die in vain, either emotionally or rationally."
Then, Yang Yanyu stuffed a pill into Han Jiajia's mouth, and tapped behind Han Jiajia's ear. Han Jiajia lost all strength in an instant and collapsed on the ground.
After doing this, Yang Yanyu picked up the long knife still embedded in the soil and walked step by step in front of Shen Wushuang.
He raised his long sword high and pointed it at Shen Wushuang.
"This time, I will cut off your heart."
