Chapter 2568 It's Our Turn

Ye Tianlong looked at the girl on the screen in disbelief.

Although Feng Yuyan was wearing a hat and looked indescribably solemn, Ye Tianlong could still recognize that she was Feng Yuyan.

He never thought that Feng Yuyan would be related to Nie Ren Yao, and she was still staying in Courtyard No. 16.

Huang Que also quickly recognized the other party, and he frowned: "Young Master Ye, what should we do now?"

"Let Chen Yaoyang continue to besiege, or turn a blind eye?"

A good show, because of Feng Yuyan's existence, has a little more variables.

Ye Tianlong remained calm and said lightly: "Let Canshou go to the scene to watch, as long as Feng Yuyan is not hurt, the fight will continue."

"If Feng Yuyan is in danger of life, stop Chen Yaoyang's siege."

He straightened his body slightly: "I want to see what the relationship between Feng Yuyan and Nie Ren Yao is?"

Whether it is for himself, Mo Zuige, or Madam Feng, Ye Tianlong must find out clearly.

Huang Que nodded: "I understand."

"Swoosh--"

Just when Ye Tianlong made the decision, dozens of Chen's elites had entangled three gray-clothed men, with their machetes blazing, fighting wildly and fiercely.

Then, more than a dozen Chen's elites rushed to the man holding the fire hose, hoping to chop this guy who brought pressure to the ground.

Chen's people were numerous and powerful, the gray-clothed men were of high quality, and the water hoses kept colliding, so the two sides temporarily tied.

Seeing the stalemate, five or six more Chen's elites bypassed the gray-clothed men's defense line and rushed to Feng Yuyan, whose face was stained with blood, from behind.

Chen Yaoyang ordered to kill without mercy, so they naturally ignored Feng Yuyan.

Seeing them rushing towards her, Feng Yuyan subconsciously retreated, with a hint of panic in her eyes, and the tension made her forget to wipe the blood off her face.

"Swoosh--"

Just as they rushed towards Feng Yuyan with their sabers, they suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing over, accompanied by a figure that suddenly appeared in front of them.

The speed was so fast that they couldn't see the other's movements clearly.

It was a thin middle-aged man wearing a mask and with cold eyes.

"Bang!"

When the Chen family elites were slightly startled, the middle-aged man just slapped his left hand and lightly landed on the chest of the person in front.

With a loud bang, the latter, who was nearly 1.8 meters tall, suddenly retreated, staggered a few steps, and fell to the ground uncontrollably.

Spitting blood, unable to fight again.

Then, the middle-aged man swept out again, and two more Chen family elites groaned and fell away, revealing a sense of disdain in his indifferent expression.

The next second, he pulled Feng Yuyan, ignored the other members of the Chen family, and retreated to the back door peacefully.

Seeing this, dozens of Chen family elites raised their sabers and surrounded them.

"Looking for death!"

The middle-aged man, who was still peaceful and indifferent to the world a moment ago, suddenly changed his temperament to be extremely domineering, and kicked a viewing stone in the yard.

The half-man-high stone shattered in an instant, and then shot out with crackling sounds, hitting the dozen people who rushed over.

"Ah——"

A dozen Chen's elite soldiers groaned and fell, with a trace of pain and surprise on their faces, as if they did not expect the other party to be so domineering.

In the slowly rotating drone, Ye Tianlong and Huang Que saw the face of the middle-aged man clearly, and almost at the same time shouted:

"Nie Ren Yao?"

They recognized that the middle-aged man was the Nie Ren Yao they were looking for, which once again confirmed that Feng Yuyan was related to Nie Ren Yao.

Ye Tianlong muttered what the relationship between the two was.

"Kill!"

While Ye Tianlong was curious about the origin of the two, Chen Yaoyang, who had been unable to attack for a long time, was waving his saber and roaring: "Cut them for me."

He did not charge into the battle, in addition to worrying about hurting himself, and because his injuries had not healed, it was very inconvenient to move.

Chen Yaoyang also felt that Feng Yuyan was a little familiar, but the blood on her face blurred her face, so he could not recognize it for a while.

However, he did not investigate too much. Ye Tianlong asked him to chop down the people in the yard, and he would execute it unconditionally.

As his order was issued, more than 50 elite Chens joined the battle.

They rushed towards Feng Yuyan and Nie Ren Yao with sabers in hand.

People who fight in the rivers and lakes will remember two sentences. The first is that no matter how high your martial arts skills are, you are afraid of kitchen knives, and the second is that a good dog cannot fight a pack of wolves.

More than 50 strong men rushed with knives, and dragged Feng Yuyan. Even if Nie Ren Yao was arrogant, he would not be stupid enough to fight head-on.

So, he pulled Feng Yuyan to break through the weak point.

The white smoke of tear gas floated, the vision was blurred, and the shadows were hazy, but Nie Ren Yao kept shuttling in the crowd, carrying Feng Yuyan, and was extremely flexible.

With the intervention of a large number of knifemen, the scene became more chaotic, but the movement gradually became smaller, and the four gray-clothed men had become a spent force.

They were covered in blood and could fall under the knives of Chen Yaoyang and others at any time.

Only Nie Ren Yao's side was still lively.

In Ye Tianlong's eyes, this guy was indeed strong enough.

Under the attack of more than 50 people, he performed a series of actions with ease, as beautiful as flowing water.

He wandered among a group of people with Feng Yuyan, and he didn't get a single knife wound for three minutes. On the contrary, he knocked down more than 30 people.

As the back door got closer and closer, Nie Ren Yao's attack became more and more fierce and sharp.

"Hu——"

He slapped a Chen gang member on the back with his left hand. There was no sound, but he directly made this guy fall out with the knife, lying on the ground spitting blood.

Then he kicked out quickly, making an opponent roll and smash out, tearing a hole to get out.

No one could stop him wherever he went. In less than five minutes, more than forty burly men fell to the ground.

One man, a knife, and a burden, brazenly knocked over more than forty men. He was definitely not ordinary strong.

"Hack him to death, hack him to death for me--"

At this moment, the four gray-clothed men had fallen in a pool of blood, with more than a dozen knives on their bodies. They were in great danger. After getting rid of them, Chen Yaoyang's morale was boosted.

He waved his machete and roared: "Kill, kill, kill for me."

The four men holding shields rushed over first, trying to suppress Nie Ren Yao in the corner and hack and kill him, repeating the scene where the gray-clothed men were hacked down.

But Nie Ren Yao did not give them a chance to get close. With a sweep of his left foot, several sabers swirled out and cut the calves of the four shieldmen.

The four men screamed and fell to the ground, and their shields scattered.

Nie Ren Yao continued to advance to the back door and gave Feng Yuyan a shield so that she could protect herself when necessary.

Chen Yaoyang's face turned serious: "Stop him."

More than a dozen Chen's gang members who were guarding the back door waved their sharp knives to block him.

Nie Ren Yao kicked up a saber and rushed to the besieged opponent at the first time.

He moved forward fearlessly, and the saber in his hand swung a dazzling arc. It was not beautiful, but it directly cut off several weapons on the opposite side and fell to the ground with a bang.

Nie Ren Yao had no expression on his face. While the Chen's gang members on the opposite side were stunned, he shook his wrist and the saber drew an arc again!

"Bang!"

The saber swept through their abdomens with great momentum, and the four people flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, covering their abdomens and howling.

Severely injured but not dead, it was obviously to relieve the pressure of the siege.

Sure enough, more than a dozen Chen's elite had to stop attacking and carried their seriously injured companions to the side.

Taking this opportunity, Nie Ren Yao rushed forward with Feng Yuyan.

"Swoosh!"

Seeing Nie Ren Yao and the others trying to run away, Chen Yaoyang pushed them away fiercely and threw the saber in his hand.

The saber whistled and shot directly at Nie Ren Yao who was facing away.

Nie Ren Yao, who had been on edge, knocked down an opponent and blocked Chen Yaoyang's powerful shot with a knife.

There was a dull sound!

The saber shot out from the ring by Chen Yaoyang was cut by Nie Ren Yao and broke into two pieces and fell to the ground.

"Dangdang!"

Nie Ren Yao swept it and the two broken sabers were reflected back and went straight to Chen Yaoyang who was full of surprise.

Chen Yaoyang's eyelids jumped, and he fell to the ground directly after sensing danger.

The two broken sabers flew over him and pierced into the chests of two confidants. Two streams of blood splashed and the two fell down screaming.

Chen Yaoyang's forehead was covered with cold sweat.

This bastard is too tyrannical.

Then, a thought flashed through his mind. Ye Tianlong asked him to surround and kill Nie Ren Yao, but he was afraid that he would not be given a chance to make meritorious deeds, but to send him to death.

Killing with a borrowed knife.

Chen Yaoyang made a judgment and hated Ye Tianlong a little more, thinking that the boy was too insidious.

"Bang bang bang!"

Seeing Nie Ren Yao so fierce, Chen Yaoyang was almost shot to death. Twelve men holding shields rushed over and surrounded Chen Yaoyang.

Taking advantage of this, Nie Ren Yao directly knocked three members of the Chen family gang away, then chopped down six people, and pulled Feng Yuyan to break through calmly.

"Chase, chase!"

Seeing his opponent run away, Chen Yaoyang pushed his men away in anger, pointed at the back door and roared:

"We must chop them to death."

At this moment, Ye Tianlong smiled faintly and patted Huang Que's shoulder:

"It's our turn..."