Lan Mei whispered: "Brother Long Fei, was it you who did it?"

Long Fei shook his head.

Su Su was shocked and said: "It's not you? I thought it was you. The moves just now were very sharp. This is not something that ordinary swordsmen can do."

Long Fei made a slight sound and said: "It's not a few moves, but one move!"

Lan Mei frowned and said, "One move?"

She had just focused all her attention on the blood-armored warriors, and not paid much attention to the strong man who had just taken action.

Long Fei nodded, "One move kills four, and it looks like four moves. This is the most brilliant thing, and..."

Long Fei's eyes moved slightly, and he actually didn't see clearly who had taken action just now.

The crowd was in a panic just now, rushing around. He only saw a man who looked like a swordsman, slightly drawing his sword, and then four people fell down.

Just one trick!

The existence of Awesome Plath.

"It seems like the Heroes Club is really a crouching tiger, hidden dragon."

"That's fine!"

"The more powerful people there are, the more beneficial it is to me." Long Fei secretly thought in his heart, becoming interested in the heroes.

It didn't take long.

Dozens of blood-armored disciples rushed over quickly on Moyun horses, without even glancing at the corpse on the ground. In the center of the team, there was a man who was extremely sinister.

His eyes remained fixed on the two statues of the West Heaven Gate from beginning to end.

Also at this time.
Chapter completed!