There was a box on the ground, which was prepared by Duan Chenghui for Ye Yang.

Ye Yang opened the box, which contained a handful of m416, a thunder and several ammunitions.

But Ye Yang ignored these weapons and took out two black sticks from it.

He was wearing two black sticks that were only twenty centimeters long. When Ye Yang turned the mechanism above, two sharp blades suddenly popped up on the head of the stick.

The sharp blade reflects the light of the sun.

Ye Yang waved the two sharp swords and halberds, turned around, and walked towards the entrance of the alley.

Just then...

"kill!"

A loud roar seemed to cut through the sky.

From the entrance of the alley, white-skinned and dark-skinned men were wearing hard armor and rushed out of the entrance of the alley with a roar.

The leader was a white-skinned man, Wolif from the West.

The slogan that Ye Yang must die seemed to have spread throughout the West.

Today, in order to prevent the movement of the Tiandi from being reversed, these Westerners are also happy to do this.

They have a trump card, that is, the nine gods of killing from the Black Dragon Palace.

In other words, these people dared to gather together in Tianshen today because they were confident enough that the nine killing gods in the Black Dragon Palace could bring them out safely.

They have no doubt about this.

"kill!"

Another shout of killing came, with sharp steps and surging momentum.

The black crowd rushed towards Ye Yang from the entrance of the alley, with murderous intentions as if sweeping the entire city.

Ye Yang walked step by step towards the enemy opposite him. He walked faster and faster. With every step he took, the short halberd in his hand seemed to be able to feel the sharpness of his master and long for the nourishment of blood.

"kill!"

The third shout-out came.

The leader Wolif stood at the front of the team and kept giving orders.

The opponent's speed was very fast, like a group of gangsters walking in the world. The weapons in their hands were cold and had the aura of killing all the heroes of the world.

"The nine killing gods in the Black Dragon Palace are about to arrive. We must kill Ye Yang at all costs!" Wolif roared.

Killing Ye Yang has become more than just a slogan.

......

"Mr. Duan, these young people are very enthusiastic. Does their confidence come from those nine gods of killing?"

Headquarters conference room.

Duan Chenghui sat on the table drinking tea, constantly looking at the surveillance camera, and a woman in military uniform smiled behind her.

Duan Chenghui pursed his lips and smiled: "Not only them, but also the people led by the Long family are waiting for these nine gods of killing to help them. Without them, none of these people could escape."

"It seems that Lei Kun is really in Tianshen. He is playing a trick, is he catching the wind and shadow?"

"The mantis stalks the cicada, and the oriole is behind. Ye Fengyun's son is not that easy to deceive. Let's wait and see." Duan Chenghui smiled again.

Everyone in the conference room focused on the surveillance screen.

Ye Yang was already rushing towards the other party.

It's close.

It's getting closer.

At this moment, the entire Daxia Kingdom seemed to be boiling. Major media were constantly broadcasting scenes on the streets of Tiansheng. The martial arts worlds in various cities seemed to have gathered together. It was like a command, they would enter Tiansheng.

Same.

This battle has arrived.

The first person to show his sharpness was Ye Yang's ghostly figure. Seeing him rise in the air, his whole body rotated 360 degrees in the air, and as he moved quickly, he instantly appeared in front of Wolifu.

As everyone's eyes were watching, the short halberd in Ye Yang's hand cut off Wolif's head at this moment!


Chapter completed!