Chapter 811 The Chosen One

"Big Brother!"

Seeing Hei Wuchang being cut into two pieces by Tian Mo, Bai Wuchang roared in grief and anger, and then waved his mace to kill Tian Mo.

Canshou quietly turned his body to the side, blocking Bai Wuchang's way to kill him.

Seeing Canshou blocking his way, Bai Wuchang jumped up with his feet, and then fell with the mace in his hand like a hawk catching a rabbit.

His white clothes were flying wildly, and his sad and angry eyes were full of murderous intent, locking onto Canshou's figure, like a demon in the air:

"Go to hell."

The narrow mace slashed down at Canshou's body with a domineering aura like a river bursting its banks.

The white light with endless murderous intent swept through the air with great speed, and the air also heard the sound of paper tearing with that knife.

"Whoosh--"

This stick had the power to split the sky and destroy the earth, and ordinary people would not be able to avoid it even if they had wings.

But Canshou did not panic, nor did he dodge. He stepped on the floor with his right foot, bounced up suddenly, and swung his knife to stab Bai Wuchang's heart with all his strength.

Compared with Tianmo's stunning momentum, Canshou's knife was not fierce, but only slightly indifferent, but this indifference gave people an unspeakable ruthlessness.

Whether it was Maotai Youth or Cao Qiankun, they could feel Canshou's fearless calmness.

Bai Wuchang's mouth couldn't stop moving. Not wanting to die together, he turned the mace and killed the leaf knife.

"Dang!"

The knife and the stick collided in mid-air, making a loud noise, time seemed to stop, and a sharp airflow appeared in the space.

The two people paused in the air with an arrogant posture, and then flew out.

At this time, the air burst sounded harshly, and the storm-like airflow rolled wildly with blood flowers.

Bai Wuchang was like being struck by lightning, and his eyes flickered.

The dragging feet left scarlet footprints on the ground. He could not stop retreating, coughing up blood while moving his feet.

The blood was spat on the mace in his hand, and it was so thick that it could not flow down.

The crippled hand also retreated seven or eight steps, with a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, but there was no pain on his face. When he retreated to the last step, he put all his strength into his right hand and suddenly released it.

A blade of light covered Bai Wuchang. Bai Wuchang's eyes were bright white, and he subconsciously raised the mace, but it was too late.

"Puff!"

There were only two muffled sounds, and blood exploded in the chest. The blood fell with the wind, and it dissipated again after a blow.

Bai Wuchang did not even feel the severe pain, but only felt a chill in his chest.

Then, his whole body suddenly became cold.

There were a few more blood flowers on the ground, as bright as agate. The crippled hand who forced the knife out began to turn pale on the cheek, but there was still no expression of pain.

He just narrowed his narrow eyes slightly, and looked at Bai Wuchang quietly, with a hint of teasing in his eyes: "You lost."

Bai Wuchang looked down at the knife on his chest, his face seemed to be cruelly ravaged, distorted, and his eyes were full of surprise, pain, and anger.

He felt that his death was very aggrieved, and he couldn't believe that he died like this.

But, he was really dead.

In the happy eyes of Qingqing and the others, Bai Wuchang fell to the ground with a bang, and his life was extinguished.

As soon as the Black and White Wuchang died, the Maotai youth became the target of public criticism, but he didn't care about Han Qinhu and the others' covetous eyes.

He picked up the bottle and drank two sips of Maotai, then looked at Ye Tianlong and said lightly: "I want to go back, please make way."

Qingqing and the others thought that this man was crazy, and the Black and White Wuchang were all killed by Ye Tianlong, and he still wanted to go back alive?

Qingqing immediately looked mocking: "Do you think you can still leave?"

The Maotai youth didn't look at Qingqing and the others, but just stared at Ye Tianlong: "I think you will let me go."

Ye Tianlong smiled: "Yes, I will let you go, but it's dark and the road is slippery, be careful when you go home."

The Maotai youth also laughed and nodded very friendly: "I will, I haven't finished drinking all the good wine in the world, and I don't want to die so early."

Qingqing shouted angrily: "Ye Tianlong, you can't let him go, they are bad people."

Jiang Qianxue, who was bandaging her wound, whispered: "Qingqing, don't talk too much."

Cao Qiankun let out a long breath, glanced at the people at the scene, and then looked at the Maotai youth, showing a hint of approval for Ye Tianlong.

Ye Tianlong ignored Qingqing and just waved to make way: "Have a safe journey. Next time we meet, remember to buy me a drink."

"I can smell that your Moutai is pure."

He talked to her like a friend: "This kind of wine must be very refreshing to drink."

The Moutai youth laughed and gave Ye Tianlong a thumbs up: "Good nose, it seems that you are also a confidant who understands wine. I promise you."

"If we have a chance to see each other again in the future, no matter what the environment, I will buy you a drink first."

Ye Tianlong smiled and nodded: "Then it's a deal."

"Ye Tianlong, can't let go He left, cut the grass and root it out, don't you understand? "

Qingqing couldn't see through what Ye Tianlong did, and shouted angrily: "He is the only one left, you rushed up and chopped him off."

"Why did you let him go?"

Qingqing complained about what Ye Tianlong did: "Do you understand what the iron-blooded rivers and lakes are?"

"Qingqing, don't be rude."

Jiang Qianxue shouted: "Brother Ye has his reasons for doing this, and besides, he is our savior, your attitude is not okay."

Qingqing looked aggrieved, unwilling, and felt that Ye Tianlong was stupid to let the enemy go.

The Maotai youth drank wine, carried a spear on his back, and walked slowly into the darkness: "Goodbye."

He didn't care about his companions in the pit at all, and ignored the bodies of the Black and White Impermanence, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

Ye Tianlong looked at his back, and suddenly remembered something, and shouted: "What's your name, the one who owes me wine?"

"Xue Yifeng."

In the dark night, the Maotai youth reported his name generously, and then completely disappeared from everyone's sight, as if he had never appeared.

But in the darkness of the street where he left, Huang Que's eyes gradually lit up, and looking at Xue Yifeng's back, they began to become sharp...

"Ye Tianlong, you are really a hopeless person, why did you let that bad guy go?"

Seeing Xue Yifeng really swaggering away, Qingqing looked at Ye Tianlong angrily: "You should kill him and let him know how powerful we are."

"Let him go, because he is a very powerful person."

Ye Tianlong said lightly: "I have injuries, and several brothers also have old injuries. If you want to keep him, at least one person must die."

"I want his life, but I cherish the lives of my brothers more. Ten Xue Yifengs are not as good as one of my brothers."

These words made Cao Qiankun's eyes clearer, with unspeakable praise.

"One person dies, one person dies. Why are you still in the martial arts world if you are afraid of death?"

Qingqing looked disdainful and contemptuous: "Besides, a general's success is the sacrifice of thousands of people. If you are so afraid of death, what can you achieve?"

Several companions had similar expressions, thinking that Ye Tianlong was too greedy for life and afraid of death, and had no heroic spirit of a passionate man.

"Then how about you die?"

Ye Tianlong's eyes became sharp, staring at Qingqing and said coldly: "I will have people catch up with him, surround him, and then you use your body to block his spear."

"When his spear is caught by your body, I will chop off his head with a knife, okay?"

Qingqing was silent for a moment.

"Okay, stop talking, let's go to the hospital first, or you'll bleed to death."

Jiang Qianxue saw the pale faces of Cao Qiankun and Qingqing, and hurriedly tugged at Ye Tianlong's sleeves: "Tianlong, help me take them to the hospital."

"As long as they survive and their injuries are under control, I will never regret what I promised you on the way."

Jiang Qianxue said the last sentence close to Ye Tianlong's ear, barely audible, and after she finished speaking, her pretty face was as red as an apple.

"Old Han, send them back to Baishizhou."

Ye Tianlong waved his finger: "Ask two more reliable doctors to treat their injuries."

Qingqing shouted: "We are so seriously injured, we want to go to the hospital, not to a small clinic."

"Do you think the Dai family is a vegetarian? Believe it or not, if you go to the hospital, you don't have to wait until tomorrow, you will be locked up by the Dai family tonight?"

Ye Tianlong didn't like this girl, snorted: "So I must take Mr. Cao back to Baishizhou, as for you... go wherever you want."

"Brother Ye, we will follow your arrangements."

Cao Qiankun stopped Qingqing from speaking, and then pulled Ye Tianlong over and whispered:

"But you have to do me another favor and help me take the Huadiao and native chickens in the yard."

Ye Tianlong smiled playfully: "Is it very important?"

Cao Qiankun did not hide: "It's very important!"

"Because I met my Mr. Right."