The scorching sun was like fire, shining brightly in the city of Guihua.

boom!!

An explosion came not far away, and the sound of fighting came over. Passersby hid in the door with fear in their faces, looking at the battle over there.

The gate of the Heishan Gang branch was blasted open, and several disciples of the Chiyi Dongjiang Gang roared and rushed in.

This is the third branch of the Montenegro Gang they have broken through.

Cao Tong's sudden escape caught the Black Mountain Gang off guard and was immediately ambushed before he could transfer his disciples back. The disciples who sent the message were also killed one after another and could only huddle in the main steward.

The branch outside has no counterattack power at all.

With these ordinary disciples, how can they withstand the attacks led by the deacon of the power training team? In just an instant, the heavy gate was torn apart.

"You guys...ah!"

Before a disciple of the Black Mountain Gang finished speaking, he was chopped in half by a sword light coming towards him. His face was filled with fear and his body fell to the ground.

Looking at the dead companions on the ground, the disciples of the Black Mountain Gang in the branch showed grief and fear.

"Kill all the disciples of the Black Mountain Gang here!"

The bright red blood from the long knife in the hands of the red deacon of the Dongjiang Gang fell down drop by drop, and his face was cold and spit out word by word from his mouth.

"kill!"

The disciples of the Dongjiang Gang behind them all smiled grimly and surrounded and killed them with murderous intentions.

Bang!!!

At this moment, the disciples of the Dongjiang Gang behind were suddenly beaten by a force of puffing over, falling to the ground, making a scream.

A black mountain flashed by in a faint light.

"Milan Mountain Fist?"

The red-clothed deacon of the Dongjiang Gang was shocked and turned around as if facing a great enemy. He was shocked when he saw Zhou Han, "You, you are Zhou Han, aren't you missing?!"

"Elder Zhou!"

When the disciples of the Heishan Gang saw Zhou Han's figure, they were overjoyed, with an inexplicable look of surprise on their faces, and their expressions also relaxed. With Elder Zhou here, these disciples of the Dongjiang Gang dared to be presumptuous, which was to seek death.

"Go away!"

The red-clothed deacon shouted loudly, his body quickly retreated, and suddenly rose from the ground, using the Dongjiang Gang's light skills to cross the river, and instantly crossed the door wall of the branch and fled outside.

Zhou Han is actually back!

He was frightened. You must know that Zhou Han was a master who could even defeat Elder Feng Zhen. He was covered in strange power, even Feng Zhen, who was born with divine power. He was broken by the arm bones of his arm and recuperated for several days before he recovered from his injuries.

Such a master with skin refining skills is extremely terrifying!

This matter must be notified to the senior gang leaders in a timely manner.

Just as he had just climbed over the wall and was about to escape to report the news, his body suddenly stiffened and looked at the black robe figure standing in front of him with a chill.

Zhou Han stood in front and looked at him, raised his head and said, "Run, why don't you run?"

Feiyun's skill broke through the second level, and his light skills went further.

Although the Dongjiang Gang’s crossing skills are good, how can he compare to the Feiyun skills of Wujian Palace?

"You, are you a human or a ghost?"

The Red-clothed Deacon looked horrified. He just now ran over the wall and ran hundreds of meters away from the Heishan Gang branch. But Zhou Han was waiting for him in front of him.

This speed is really unpredictable!

"Zhou Han, you..."

Halfway through his words, Zhou Han's body flew over and his fist was a little bit on his chest.

Bang!

The body flew out as if it was hit by a cannonball, hitting the earth wall, spitting out a mouthful of blood, raising his hand to say something, and finally hanged down weakly.

The look in his eyes dimmed and eventually disappeared.

Killing a mere training power was nothing to Zhou Han. He glanced casually and returned to the branch. He was just passing by this time, but he didn't expect to encounter this.

Killing a deacon in the Dongjiang Gang can also be regarded as weakening some of the opponent's strength.

But he knew very well that this was just a drop in the bucket. The combat power that really determines the outcome was between the leader of the Dongjiang Gang, the leader of the thief gang, and the guard of the Chengwei City at the blood refining level.

The current situation is a dead end no matter how you look at the Black Mountain Gang.

The four major forces of the Dongjiang Gang, Feng Family, Cheng Wei, and the Thieves Gang are united, and the momentum is endless. I just want to ask, how can the Feilong Rider lose?

"Elder!" "Elder Zhou!"

Seeing Zhou Han come back, the branch disciples surrounded him with joy, with respect on his face.

If it weren't for Elder Zhou, they would have been killed by the deacons of the Dongjiang Gang this time. However, unfortunately, Hu Zi died so unjustly. After just asking a half-dozen question, he was killed by the other party.

"Find a coffin and bury him."

Zhou Han glanced at the corpse on the ground, threw some silver for the disciples, turned around and left: "Don't stay here, the gang leader has already escaped. The situation is not good for the gang now. If you find an opportunity, you should escape from the city quickly."

The disciples looked at each other, looked at Zhou Han's leaving figure, and did not speak for a long time.

Finally, some disciples couldn't help but run out. The news they found was indeed no different from what Zhou Han said. The disciples hurriedly buried Hu Zi's body and left the branch.

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Montenegro Gang.

At this time, the Heishan Gang had already been surrounded by the Dongjiang Gang and the Thieves Gang. The Feng family's troops were surrounded and the city gate outside was also guarded and closed by the city lieutenant's army. It was really impossible for even a fly to fly out.

"Hahaha, Old Demon Ding, don't be fine!"

Wu Laoer and the leader of the Thieves Gang stood side by side in the Black Mountain Gang, with dense disciples behind him, staring at the Great Elder with a wild and wild smile on his face.

Feng Zhen and several elders of the skin refining elders stood behind the two gang leaders, their eyes swept over the disciples of the Black Mountain Gang, and they sneered.

Sure enough, Zhou Han also ran away.

It is really a shame that I was defeated by him!

Ding Chunqiu stood there with a gloomy face, with Yang Tong, Lei Kong, Xing Jun, and an elder "Xu Lin" who had not yet recovered from his injuries.

There are only dozens of disciples from the Heishan Gang behind.

Most of the registered disciples are not in the head office. Many formal disciples have also left during the last turmoil. It is already good that these disciples are still there.

Compared with the Dongjiang Gang, the thief Gang, and the Feng family's troops, it seems extremely rare.

Not only the top-level combat power, but also the lower-level disciples are far less than the joint efforts of these three major forces. After the gang leader Cao Tong escaped and the Duan family evacuated, people's hearts were even more disintegrated.

"Great Elder."

Behind him, Yang Tong held a sledgehammer and looked at Ding Chunqiu.

"This battle is just a death-death battle!"

After a brief silence, Ding Chunqiu slowly spoke up.

"Fight to the death!" Yang Tong followed with a firm expression.

"Fight to the death!" Lei Kong and Xing Jun, Xu Lin gritted their teeth, and stood behind Ding Chunqiu like rocks.

Although the disciples behind him were frightened, they all gritted their teeth when they saw the expressions of the elders, clasped the weapons in their hands, and looked at the dense enemies of the other side.

"ridiculous!"

Wu Laoer laughed wildly. Without Cao Tong's control, the opponent's several skin refining levels were no match for him at all. He suddenly rushed out, like an eagle leaping down.

Bang!

The elder's face changed drastically. He looked at Yang Tong and Lei Kong, shouted softly, and joined forces to resist. An explosion occurred in the air. The three of them stepped away for several steps, and their qi and blood surged.

Sweep the wind legs.

The next moment, continuous attacks followed.

Faced with the attack of Wu Laoer, the blood-refining master, the Great Elder and others burst out with all their strength, but they still couldn't resist it and fell into an absolute disadvantage.

This is just a blood refining move. The leader of the Thieves Gang, the blood refining master, and other skin refining masters, have not moved, not to mention Chen Feng, the city lieutenant who has never appeared.

"puff!"

Long traces were drawn on the ground, and Xu Lin reached out to support Lei Kong. The two of them were blown out by the terrible force that rushed over, and their faces were pale.

On the field, the Great Elder and Yang Tong couldn't hold on, and were beaten by Wu Laoer and vomited blood.

Bang, bang!

The two men's bodies fell to the ground.

"Great Elder!" "Elder Chuan Gong!" The disciples were shocked, helped the two of them up, and looked at the opposite side with despair.

The gap in strength is too big.

Just a leader of the Dongjiang Gang is enough to defeat all their combat power.

"I announce that today, the Montenegro Gang will be destroyed!"

Wu Laoer laughed to the sky, his breath pressing down, making people afraid to breathe.

"The Heishan Gang is just a joke, there is no one to fight!" Feng Zhen stood not far away and sneered, making the disciples of the Heishan Gang look angry.

"Oh? The defeated generals dare to bark here?!"

At this time, a figure flew from above to the ground, covered by black robe, and looked over with a cold look.
Chapter completed!