Although they didn't know what was going on inside the thick fog, they couldn't care so much, so they shot and swept it.

This is also the most direct reason why Sanyan Zhang Yi and others dare not use this smoke bomb plan before the masters of Wangyue Pavilion come. If there are fewer people, it will not work at all. If there are too many people, random guns can also knock the brothers into hornet's nests.

But the eight elders in Wangyue Pavilion are different. Their martial arts are extremely high, not only their pace is strange, but they are as close to the ground as possible. They don’t seem to be running, but they are more like flying against the ground.

After the Qing Gang gunmen fired a gun, they felt something was wrong. So many bullets were shot, so there were still screams. However, those sounds were not heard in their ears.

Everything was so quiet that it was so terrible. The silence of death made every Qing Gang disciple stand up and swallow his saliva constantly to hide his nervousness.

Whoosh

The gunshot stopped for a while, and in the thick fog, the elder named Fan Ze suddenly shook his hands. The two daggers on his hands turned into two lightning bolts and flew towards the two in the thick fog. In the thick fog, people could not see any objects, but the two knives seemed to have their eyes swelled and stabbed the two gunmen in the heads.

The two gunmen only felt a flash in front of them and subconsciously raised their hand to block them. However, the power of these two lightning bolts was far beyond their imagination.

The two flying knives completely penetrated their arms, and they were still in a state of power, each carrying one arm and hitting their heads.

Crack, the flying knife completely penetrated their faces, and directly pierced the two of them. Under the impact, the two fell to the ground on their backs.

Before they understood what was going on, the two of them lay on the ground like Mount Tai collapsed and could not get up again. Even the ground under their feet was shocked, which shows how powerful the two flying knives were.

Less than a second after the flying knife flew out, Fan Ze also arrived. He took out a terrifyingly lit sword from his ribs and killed several other gunmen next to him.

Unexpectedly, someone could escape from such a dense rain of bullets. The gunmen of the Qing Gang were shocked and subconsciously picked up long spears and aimed at them.

Their reaction speed is really not something that can be covered. But compared with the elders of Wangyue Pavilion, they are as slow as the 102-year-old grandmother walking.

Elder Fan Ze was still in the air, and the sword in his hand had already swung back. The sharp blade passed by someone's face.

Click

A crisp sound of bone cracks sounded

Looking at the man again, half of his head had been completely cut off by a sword. The red and white things inside, like watermelons cut by one knife, flowed out of the inside. After a few seconds, half of his brain slid directly out of his head.

After this sword, another sword was cut open, and another elite gunman's head was also cut open.

Another Qing Gang Gun Gun who witnessed everything in front of him was frightened on the spot, and his crotch was wet. While he was stunned, Elder Fan Ze's foot swept hard on the chin of the Qing Gang Gun Gun Gun.

This kick not only dislocated the man's chin on the spot, but also turned his head 360 degrees in place. The person's head can rotate up to 180 degrees within a suitable range, which is an injury to the cervical spine at one point. If he turns 360 degrees, the person basically won't be able to survive.

After killing four or five people in a row, the elder didn't even look at him and continued to rush inside.

At the same time, the remaining seven elders also fought with the gunmen who were guarding various critical junctures. They were indeed very elite and their marksmanship was quite good, but in this case, the marksmanship was not an advantage at all. In melee, they were not the elders' opponents.

In less than a minute, the eight elders successfully opened the first level of the Qing Gang defense, which is also the most important and most critical level of the defense.

After doing this, they did not make any stops. They began to look for Wuqu in the building in their own way and channels. They wanted to see what kind of person they were, and so many people in Wangyue Pavilion needed to take action.

The elders did not use Bluetooth headphones, but they had their own "code language system". This system achieved the purpose of transmitting information through birds singing.

The last elder, Shu Pengbo, was a lean middle-aged man. It was him who used the magpies to scream and told the disciples on the fog that they could come.

"The masters have solved the gunman at the door, and now it's OK." A disciple said politely to Sanyan. After that, together with other disciples from Wangyue Pavilion, the second group rushed into the fog.

"That's great." Three eyes happily lined up their thighs, and personally led the carefully selected Wendonghui disciples to quietly enter the Wendonghui headquarters.

When the Qing Gang gunmen arrived, the two sides happened to meet at the door. The enemy was particularly jealous when they met. They didn't say anything, and they immediately started to teach them.

For a moment, gunfire sounded everywhere inside and outside the headquarters, and the bullet shells were like iron balls falling to the ground, and kept ringing.

The incident of Wendonghui launching another attack soon reached Wu Qu's ears.

Before this, Wu Qu received a reminder from Wen Qu that eight elders and twenty disciples would arrive in Wangyue Pavilion.

When Wu Qu heard the movement, he basically guessed that it was Xie Wendong's helper whom he had hired. His eyes suddenly opened, and his eyes emitted a sharp light like a wild beast.

If so many masters are concerned about, first-class masters will feel like they are coming. However, Wu Qu did not. His mood was as calm as water and he did not take the visitor seriously at all.

"Doctor, how long will it take to get it done?"

"It's half an hour."

"Confirm to be done"

"It's certain. However, I'm worried that you can handle it outside. Look at the movement, it's even bigger than the previous few times."

"Are you underestimating me?"

"I dare not, I just remind you not to forget our plan."

"Do your thing"

“….”

With the addition of the eight elders of the Wangyue Pavilion and twenty disciples of the Wangyue Pavilion, the Sanyan side was like a tiger, conquering several defenses of the Qing Gang one after another. On the other hand, the Qing Gang was caught off guard.

In fact, they can't blame them. If they were head-on, they would not suffer any losses. However, the eight elders and the disciples of the Wangyue Pavilion are all spokespersons of Metersbonwe who are uncommon.

They were floating around in the ventilation duct of the building like ghosts. You were so excited that you suddenly fell from your head. Moreover, this person's melee battle was almost flawed. Their entry made the Qing Gang gunmen nervous, and there was no camp at all.

How could such a group of people be the opponents of Wen Donghui disciples who are like wolves and tigers?
Chapter completed!