Chapter 2155: Fame in World War I (four more)

The blood slowly slid down the edge of the sharp weapon, slowly dripping to the ground.
The blood flow is very slow and slow, but in the sun, there is an indescribable sense of suffocation.
The world seems to stop at this moment, and all the focuses are gathered at this moment.
At this moment, whether it was the ecstasy of them or Shangguan Xiaozhi, they all held their breath, and no one could know the outcome of this battle.
When Tianmo and the others appeared, the confrontation finally eased.
Li Shang's face was pale for a while, his wrist let go of the dagger weakly, let it fall to the ground, and then looked at Ye Tianlong and sighed softly:
"Ye Tianlong, you are a ninth-rank master, we underestimate you."
Li Shang had a sad face, and was deceived by Ye Tianlong. He always thought he was an eighth-rank master, who knew he was a ninth-rank, the enchanting man in this world.
Knowing that Ye Tianlong is the 9th rank, they would not be so careless, nor would they know how to catch mice and cats, and they would go all out for group attacks when they met.
Hearing this sentence, the ecstasy and Leng Guang's bodies shook. Thinking of Ye Tianlong's age, they felt unspeakable suffocation.
Ye Tianlong coughed slightly, his complexion was also not much better, but his hand holding the knife was still calm and strong.
"It's not a good thing for young people to be too sharp. I want to hide myself. Who knows, I was forced out by you."
These remarks are very ardent, but Ye Tianlong's words are extremely true.
Li Shang smiled bitterly: "It's really a person who is more popular than others. It has entered the Ninth Rank and is respected. It can also start a sect and be courteous."
"Such a great benefit, but you deliberately hide your Ninth Rank."
He was a little helpless: "It's really the same person."
Ye Tianlong was also very helpless: "You don't understand, I like freedom more than the 9th grade. How many people are tired of fame and live a hard life."
"So if it's possible, I really hope I'm not the 9th grade."
"flutter!"
The poisonous fire that had been standing was the first to bear, and he spouted a bit of blood and fell to the ground, holding his heart and slowly closing his eyes.
The blood flowed from the fingers, very dazzling.
Ye Tianlong looked towards Lishang: "You can also go all the way."
Li Shang shook his body and looked at the sky with a wry smile: "Very well, I was defeated in today's battle, but I am convinced."
"Five 8-Ranks teamed up to be killed by you, and if you refuse to accept it, you will be laughing at it..."
Although he felt that if he could do it again, 80% of it would not be the result now, and Ye Tianlong was more likely to be killed.
But Li Shang also knew that they wasted a good hand and there was nothing to complain about.
"flutter!"
Lishang's expression dimmed with dying vitality, his body swayed back, and then he fell on the grass, bleeding from a hole in his body.
In this battle, he and Poison Fire stabbed Ye Tianlong four times, and Ye Tianlong stabbed them sixteen times. The strength of whoever lives and die is already doomed.
"You are the 9th grade..."
The cold light of the bruised internal organs, even though he knew that Ye Tianlong was at the end of his crossbow, and the blood was clearly visible, the word Nine-Rank firmly pressed him.
He looked at the three dead companions, and then at the ecstasy with a broken leg, his eyelids twitched, and he turned and ran towards the bamboo forest.
He lost the courage to fight to the end.
"Wow!"
Ye Tianlong knelt, his hand didn't seem to move, but a red dot flashed across his right hand.
A flash of red light, like the first sun before dawn!
"what--"
Leng Guang rushed halfway, and suddenly roared, staggering and continuing to rush forward.
Ye Tianlong did not pursue, and waved to make Tianmo and the others stop.
After running for more than 20 meters, Leng Guang's body trembled, and fell to the ground without a word.
Ye Tianlong walked over slowly and found that there was a bunch of blood on the ground, and the cold light fell at the end of the blood stain.
"Ahem..."
Leng Guang was holding his throat with one hand, blood was still secreting from between his fingers, and a little red stabbed on his throat.
Leng Guang wanted to talk to Ye Tianlong, but couldn't say a word, his throat gurgled, exuding the last vitality.
Ye Tianlong leaned over and picked up a little red, looked at the cold light desperate face and sighed: "Five people come together, five people go together, these are brothers."
"It's too ruthless to run alone..."
Ye Tianlong looked at the ecstasy not far away.
Shangguan Xiaozhi also raised his sword, and said, "Don't surrender yet?"
"Ye Tianlong, we lost, we underestimated you, we miscalculated."
Ecstatic laughed wildly: "But, no matter what, I will not surrender, even if I die, I will not surrender."
In fact, Xunxun knew in his heart that it was not that they underestimated Ye Tianlong, but that Ye Tianlong was too enchanting. At this age, he was the first person in martial arts.
Therefore, the five people were killed by Ye Tianlong, and they could only say that there was a little more will of God, but the soul still felt uncomfortable.
How neat and vigorous are the eight kings of the past? Now seven of them are dead, and one of them is left, and one leg is scrapped.
He was desperate and lonely.
In order to maintain the integrity of the eight people, and to add a touch of color to life, Ecstasy did not fight again with Guan Xiaozhi, but pierced the heart with a dagger.
"flutter!"
A burst of blood came out, the body shook his soul, and knelt down with a thump, with blood in his mouth, staring at Ye Tianlong with a smile:
"Ye Tianlong, it's a pity that you can't kill me."
Ecstasy licked his lips: "And I believe that in the near future, the leader will use your head to sacrifice to us..."
Ye Tianlong looked at him and smiled faintly: "Don't worry, I will let you reunite with Zhao Wuji."
Eagerly sneered: "Then just wait and see."
Then, with a twist of his wrist, blood shot, and he fell straight to the ground, biting a piece of grass at the corner of his mouth, seemingly attached to the last breath of the world
At this moment, the surrounding walls of the clubhouse and the heights of several buildings flashed, and seven or eight figures ran away like frightened birds.
Tianmo was about to be pursued by Ye Tianlong but was stopped by Ye Tianlong. Those were all thirteen league spies, and it didn't make much sense to win.
"Ye Shao, Ye Shao--"
When the ecstasy vitality was extinguished, Ye Tianlong's body also shook twice, Shangguan Xiaozhi and Tian Mo rushed up and held them.
Ye Tianlong's body was trembling, still a bit cold, and his physical strength was overdrawn, but he still looked at Shangguan Xiaozhi and asked, "What should I do now?"
One of Shangguan's filial piety was stunned: "What should I do?"
"Fame in World War I..."
Ye Tianlong's tears came out, and then his head tilted, collapsed and passed out...
"Ye Shao, Ye Shao!"
Shangguan Xiaozhi hugged Ye Tianlong and yelled continuously, and then asked someone to call a doctor quickly: "Call someone to save Ye Shao!"
When Ye Tianlong was carried on a stretcher by the children of Longmen, Shangguan Xiaozhi issued instructions to several cronies:
"It is reported that the eight kings of the 13th League are dead."
"All gangs and associations, those who follow me prosper, and those who oppose me die."