As the thunder sound fell, countless men in black rushed out in the dark shadows and rushed out one by one to the outside of the manor. Looking at the number of people, there were at least thousands of people, and they were all agile and not as good as ordinary brothers. This was definitely the strongest combat power of the Leimen.

On the east side of the manor, purple maple fluttered in the wind, and a murderous aura that was even colder than the ten thousand years of ice appeared on its cold face. In its eyes, the pupils had turned purple at some point, and a crazy aura swept out.

In his hand, the purple moon scimitar shone with purple cold light, and the whole person looked so weird. Behind him, hundreds of men wearing black clothes, a star embroidered on the collar, and a green dragon printed on the heart were neatly arranged. Each of them had crazy murderous intent. This murderous intent was so naked that it was no stronger than those soldiers fighting on the battlefield.

As if he heard the movement in the distance, Zi Feng said a coldly word: "Kill!" Then he had already rushed out and soon hid in the darkness, with only that purple flashing faintly.

Five hundred elite soldiers stepped out at the same time. Their steps were so neat and their movements were so uniform, and a huge fighting spirit rushed straight to the nine heavens.

To the south of the manor, Luo Yin, who replaced Zhuque Hall, held the Fenghan Sword in his hand, and his whole body was hidden in the shadow. If he didn't look carefully, he would even completely distract his existence. He just looked at the manor quietly. Behind him, more than a hundred of the strongest generals of the Star Soul Hall dispersed like Xingluo. Each of them held an extremely thin sword in his hand. There was no fluctuation of a breath on each of them, just like a puppet squatting, but it was a puppet with a dangerous aura.

Hearing this sound, Luo Yin just waved his hand gently. More than a hundred people behind him disappeared into the night, along with him. The next time he appeared, he had already arrived at the wall on the south side of the manor.

On the west side of the manor, Wang Xiaohu's tall figure stood on a dirt slope. He was wearing only an elastic vest, revealing his muscles. An iron rod as thick as a fist was pressing against his shoulders. It looked like a human-shaped tyrannosaurus. Behind him were two hundred of the most powerful elites in the White Tiger Hall. Each of them was more than 1.9 meters tall. Each of them was carrying an iron rod. There was a heavy breath in their noses. Their big feet were steadily stepping on the ground, like a beast about to be out of the cage.

Wang Xiaohu looked at the manor not far away with his tiger eyes, and his eyes flashed green, as if a tiger saw his prey. At this time, there was a sound, and Wang Xiaohu roared: "Brothers, follow me to kill him!" Then he carried the big iron stick and rushed down the earth slope.

The two hundred people behind him also took steps and rushed out at the same time. The huge footsteps made the earth tremble, giving people the feeling that it was as if countless armored chariots had driven by.

To the north of the manor, Lin Aoxiang was wearing a set of strong suits and stood in front of a forest with bare hands. Behind him were more than 200 elites from Xuanwu Hall. Each of them had a strong fighting spirit, just like a warrior about to go to battle. They waved a pair of standard machetes in their hands, radiating dazzling light under the illumination of the starlight.

With that sound, Lin Aoxiang snorted coldly: "Fight!" As he followed, he rushed towards the manor with everyone, and his strong fighting spirit rushed straight to the night sky.

Almost at the same time, the four directions of the manor, "kill", "hidden", "crazy" and "fight" were completely different, but extremely similar aura rushed into the night sky, just like four demons who came to the world, and rushed towards the manor with strong fighting spirit.

In the northwest of the manor, an ordinary van parked by the Huangjiang River. Ye Xingchen, dressed in black, walked out of the car first. His black head was combed to the back, revealing a handsome and evil face, and a small ponytail was even tucked in his head. In his hand, an ancient war knife was twisted, which was "Blood Slash!" Behind him was the petite Bingbing. At this time, she was wearing a tight night clothes, and her plump breasts were also wrapped around, looking the same size as an ordinary girl. However, a cold murderous aura hung on her childish face. At this moment, she was no longer the innocent and lively Bingbing, but the supreme of the killer world, the goddess of Bingrain.

Behind Bingbing was the tall and tall Kufu Kasky. He jumped off the ripped up. His huge weight made the ground tremble slightly, as if a meteorite was hitting the ground, and a powerful force came from him.

Then there was the thunder wound in the same black clothes. A faint sadness flashed in his eyes, but a smile appeared on his face. It was a satisfying smile that was about to come true. His enemy was not far away. Can he kill his enemy?

Tang Yejian, Long Kun, and An Xiaoyi also walked out of the car one by one. They looked at Ye Xingchen's arrogant back, the man who guided them toward glory step by step.

Immediately afterwards, black figures rushed over from all directions. In at most half a minute, there were more than 100 people behind Ye Xingchen. Except for the few of them, there were exactly 120 people, not one more, and not one more.

This is the earliest organization of the Qilin team. Although the Qilin team has been expanding over the years, the number of core players has never changed. These 120 people, including Wang Qiang, are the strongest existence of the Qilin team and even the entire Xingyaohui.

Their life goal is only one, for the birth of Chen and death of Chen!

They are the most loyal, powerful and terrifying beings.

"Brother Chen, they have already attacked!" Looking at the manor not far away, An Xiaoyi quietly came to Ye Xingchen's side and said respectfully.

Ye Xingchen did not answer. He just turned around silently and looked in the direction of the North District. He muttered in his heart: Lao Si, can you resist it?
Chapter completed!