Chapter 2155: Become Famous in One Battle (Fourth Update)

The blood slowly slid down the edge of the sharp weapon and slowly dripped to the ground.

The blood flowed very slowly, but in the sunlight, there was an indescribable feeling of suffocation.

The world seems to have stopped at this moment, and all the focus is focused on this moment.

At this moment, both Gouhun and the others, as well as Shangguan Xiaozhi, all held their breath, and no one knew the outcome of this battle.

When Tian Mo and the others appeared, the confrontation finally relaxed a little.

Li Shang's face turned pale, and his wrist weakly let go of the dagger, letting it fall to the ground with a clang. Then he looked at Ye Tianlong and sighed softly:

"Ye Tianlong, you are a ninth-grade master, we underestimated you."

Li Shang had a sad look on his face. He had been deceived by Ye Tianlong. He always thought he was an eighth-grade master, but who knew he was a ninth-grade master, a monster in this world.

If they had known that Ye Tianlong was at the ninth level, they would not have been so careless, they would not know how to cat and mouse, and they would go all out to attack as soon as they met.

Hearing this sentence, Gouhun and Lengguang's bodies trembled. Thinking of Ye Tianlong's age, they felt unspeakably suffocated.

Ye Tianlong coughed lightly, his expression was not much better, but his hand holding the knife was still calm and strong.

"It's not a good thing for young people to show their sharpness too much. I wanted to hide it, but who knows, you still forced me out."

These words are worth beating, but what Ye Tianlong said is extremely true.

Li Shang smiled bitterly: "It's really irritating to compare people to others. After entering the ninth rank, being respected by others, and being able to start a sect, even the officials are polite."

"Such a great benefit, but you deliberately hide your ninth rank."

He was a little helpless: "There are so many different people."

Ye Tianlong was also very helpless: "You don't understand, I prefer freedom to the ninth grade. How many people are burdened by fame and live a miserable life, haha."

"So if possible, I really hope that I am not a ninth-grade person."

"flutter!"

Poisonous Fire, who had been standing all this time, couldn't bear it anymore. He spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground. He covered his heart and slowly closed his eyes.

Blood flowed from his fingers, which was very dazzling.

Ye Tianlong looked at Li Shang: "It's a good journey for you."

Li Shang shook his body, looked at the sky and smiled bitterly: "Very good, I lost today's battle, but I am convinced of my defeat."

"Five eighth-grade people joined forces and were killed by you. If you still refuse to accept it, you will laugh to death..."

Although he felt that if he could do it over again, the result would probably not be like this, and the probability of Ye Tianlong being killed would be higher.

But Li Shang also knew that they had wasted a good hand, and there was nothing to complain about.

"flutter!"

Li Shang's expression darkened as his vitality faded, and his body swayed back, then fell to the grass, with blood holes all over his body bleeding.

In this battle, he and Duhuo stabbed Ye Tianlong four times, and Ye Tianlong stabbed them sixteen times. Who will live and who will die is determined by their strength.

"You are the ninth grade..."

The cold light that his internal organs were injured, although he knew that Ye Tianlong was at the end of his strength and the blood was clearly visible, the words "Ninth Grade" were pressing down on him.

He looked at his three dead companions and then at Guhun, who had lost one of his legs. His eyelids twitched, and he turned around and ran towards the bamboo forest.

He lost the courage to fight to the end.

"Whoosh!"

Ye Tianlong knelt down. His hands didn't seem to move, but a red dot flashed across his right hand.

A flash of red light, like the sun before dawn!

"ah--"

Leng Guang suddenly roared in the middle of the charge, staggered and continued to charge forward.

Ye Tianlong did not pursue, but waved to Tianmo and the others to stop.

After running for more than twenty meters, Leng Guang shuddered and fell to the ground without saying a word.

Ye Tianlong walked over slowly and found a bunch of blood on the ground, and a cold light fell on the end of the blood stain.

"Ahem..."

Leng Guang covered his throat with one hand, blood still leaking out from between his fingers, and a little red thorn stuck on his throat.

Leng Guang wanted to talk to Ye Tianlong, but he couldn't say a word. His throat was gurgling, exuding his last vitality.

Ye Tianlong leaned over and picked up a little red, looked at Leng Guang's desperate face and sighed: "Five people come together, five people go together, these are brothers."

"Running alone is too heartless and senseless..."

Ye Tianlong looked at Guhun not far away.

Shangguan Xiaozhi also raised his sword, pointed his finger and shouted: "You still won't surrender?"

"Ye Tianlong, we lost, we underestimated you, we made a miscalculation."

The soul laughed wildly: "But no matter what, I will not surrender. Even if I die, I will not surrender."

In fact, Gouhun knew in his heart that it was not that they underestimated Ye Tianlong, but that Ye Tianlong was too evil. At this age, he was ninth level and the best in martial arts.

Therefore, the five people were beaten and killed by Ye Tianlong. It can only be said that God's will was more, but Gouhun still felt uncomfortable in his heart.

How neat and high-spirited were the eight heavenly kings in the past? Now seven of them are dead, and I am the only one left with a broken leg.

He was desperate and lonely.

In order to keep the eight people intact and to add a touch of color to life, Gouhun did not fight Guan Xiaozhi again, but stabbed his heart with a dagger.

"flutter!"

A stream of blood burst out, Guhun's body shook, he knelt down with a plop, blood came from his mouth, he stared at Ye Tianlong and smiled:

"Ye Tianlong, it's a pity that you can't kill me."

Guhun licked her lips: "And I believe that in the near future, the alliance leader will definitely use your head to sacrifice to us..."

Ye Tianlong looked at him and smiled lightly: "Don't worry, I will reunite you with Zhao Wuji."

Gouhun sneered: "Then we'll see."

Then, he turned his wrist and blood spurted out. He fell straight to the ground, biting a piece of grass at the corner of his mouth, as if he was nostalgic for the last breath of the world.

At this moment, figures flashed on the walls of the clubhouse and several buildings, and seven or eight figures ran away like frightened birds.

Tian Mo was about to be chased but was stopped by Ye Tianlong. Those were Thirteen Alliance spies, and there was not much point in taking them down.

"Master Ye, Master Ye——"

When the vitality of the soul was extinguished, Ye Tianlong's body shook twice. Shangguan Xiaozhi and Tian Mo rushed forward and supported him.

Ye Tianlong was trembling, still a little cold, and exhausted in physical strength and energy, but he still looked at Shangguan Xiaozhi and asked, "What should we do now?"

Shangguan Xiaoyi was stunned: "What should I do?"

"I became famous in one battle..."

Ye Tianlong burst into tears, then his head tilted, he collapsed and passed out...

"Master Ye, Master Ye!"

Shangguan Xiaozhi hugged Ye Tianlong and kept shouting, and then asked someone to call the doctor quickly: "Hurry up and call someone to save Mr. Ye!"

When Ye Tianlong was carried on a stretcher by the Longmen disciples, Shangguan Xiaozhi issued another order to several close associates:

"Inform the world that the Eight Heavenly Kings of the Thirteen Alliance are dead."

"Every gang has its own association. Those who follow me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish."