In the manor, Zi Feng took the lead. The more than 500 younger brothers following him now have less than 300 left. Each of them has scars on their bodies, and everyone's face is full of fatigue, but everyone's eyes are full of fighting spirit.

At least three hundred elite Leimen who died at their hands were over. In this battle without gunpowder, they were all killing face to face, and they were all killings from swords to swords. It was a wandering between life and death, just like the ancient war, full of blood and cruelty.

Whether it is Xingyao Club or Leimen, we all understand that this is Jinghai City and this is Da 6. If a battle of such a huge scale is used, no matter who wins in the end, it will be uprooted by the government. After all, the lethality of the thermal weapons is too amazing.

A group of people fighting each other, using machetes, or the like, can be just a group fight, or at most it will be sublimated to a criminal incident. But if a large-scale use of thermal weapons, it can be completely defined as a terrorist attack. After all, thousands of people are armed with arms attacking each other. How much response will this cause in a downtown area like Jinghai City?

There are as many as 30,000 to 40,000 troops in Jinghai City. Once the bottom line is touched, even if Chen Shaohua and Ye Xingchen have a good relationship, they cannot sit idly by. Once they are escalated into the terrorist battle, the Jinghai City Military Region will be fully dispatched, and the power of Leimen and Xingyao will be uprooted in Jinghai City. After all, the impact is too great and no one can suppress such a thing.

Therefore, Lei Dongtian and Ye Xingchen both understood that as long as they did not touch the bottom line, the military and the police would not be easily touched. Not to mention their friendship with Ye Xingchen, they did not want to completely anger the two gangs. If Leimen and Xingyao were really forced into a desperate situation, if the two gangs used thermal weapons on a large scale in the city, no one could afford such losses.

Therefore, Leimen, Xingyao Society, and the government all agreed to a hidden rule, which is an unanimous rule that does not require negotiation. Just like bribery in officialdom and fraud in shopping malls, it does not require human education or human advice at all.

Zi Feng's purple head was stained with blood, and her clothes were soaked with blood. She was greasy. There were still a few pieces of minced meat hanging on her shoulders. She looked like a demon god from hell. However, an indescribable sadness flashed in his eyes. The more than 500 brothers who followed him were now, and now there are only more than 200 left. Why don't this call him sad? Why don't you call him hurt? This is the price of gang killing, this is the price of blood burning.

They dedicated their youth to the Xingyao Society, and they gave their lives to the Xingyao Society, but what can the Xingyao Society do for them?

I made beautiful promises and beautiful wishes, but how many of them were finally achieved?

Is this the sorrow of everyone? Or is it the test of God on mortals? Zi Feng didn't understand, and his heart was confused. At this time, the people behind Zi Feng had long stopped gathering together. They were fighting with the members of the Leimen who were ambushing around. That was the most primitive fight, that was the most instinctive fight, that was unreasonable, unreasonable, and no human favors to be told.

The sound of shouting, the collision of weapons, and the screams mixed into a wonderful music, echoing in Zi Feng's ear. From time to time, you can see a brother stabbed by the other party, and then another brother slashed the other party's head, and the whole manor was boiling.

At this time, a handsome man with a head of gold appeared in front of Zi Feng. He had blue eyes, a high nose bridge, and a tuxedo, looking like a noble nobleman, but the murderous aura revealed in his blue eyes made people feel a little chilling.

"You are Zi Feng?" the man said in extremely pure Chinese.

"That's right!" Although Zi Feng felt tired, fortunately he was not injured at all. His purple eyes completely fell on the Jin man's body, but he said carelessly.

"My Chinese name is Lei Yang, and he is one of the nine generals under the gang leader..." Lei Yang wanted to continue saying something, but was interrupted by Zi Feng.

"This is not a competition, a few nonsense!" As the words fell, Zi Feng's figure had already rushed out of the c, and he was holding the purple scimitar tightly in his hand.

The sword flashed, and the purple light shot!

In the blink of an eye, the man had already arrived in front of Lei Yang, and the purple sword light rushed towards Lei Yang's neck.

"Since you insist on begging for death, don't blame me for being polite!" Lei Yang snorted coldly, took a step back, and easily avoided Zi Feng's sword. A thin sword penetrated through his sleeves and stabbed towards Zi Feng's heart.

Zi Feng turned his back hand, and gently stroked the Zi Yue Knife in his hand, swung Lei Yang's thin sword, and continued to slash towards his neck.

Lei Yang could only continue to retreat, but Zi Feng's degree was too fast, and there was no time to completely avoid it. In desperation, Lei Yang raised his left hand and a dagger was added to block the front of Zi Yue Dagger. However, Zi Yue Dagger drew an arc, cleverly avoided the dagger, and once again slid towards Lei Yang's neck.

"**..." Lei Yang was furious. This guy was on a plane and attacked his neck again and again. Wouldn't he be tired?

While cursing, Lei Yang stabbed Zi Feng's heart with the thin sword in his hand, while the dagger in his left hand also came out and shot straight towards Zi Feng's head.

Seeing the opponent's desperate attack, Zi Feng did not dare to resist. He turned his body slightly to the left, avoided Lei Yang's sword, and then took a step forward horizontally, and had already arrived in front of Lei Yang. The purple moon knife in his hand once again slashed towards Lei Yang's neck.

Lei Yang was furious. Could this bastard only attack other people's neck? But while he was angry, he had to resist with all his strength with the sword in his hand, while his body kept retreating.

"Dang..." With a crisp sound, Lei Yang's thin sword was cut in half by the Ziyue Sword. Lei Yang was shocked and quickly abandoned the sword and retreated wildly, but the purple sword light still slashed across his neck, leaving a shallow mark. A cold sweat broke out from behind Lei Yang. If he was slower, wouldn't he die under his sword? Jade Dragon Zifeng, indeed, is worthy of his reputation...

"You don't do it yet, when will you last!" Lei Yang suddenly shouted into the void, and then he saw the whole air trembling... hf();
Chapter completed!