The round sword of the leader of the black man was directly cut off by the Chen Leng's black line knife. Because Yu Manlou was injured, Chen Leng had to speed up. The fighting style of these black man was indeed difficult, but they could not hurt Chen Leng at all. If it were someone else, they might have suffered a loss or even been killed. What are Chen Leng afraid of?

Their round swords were vulnerable under Shen Leng's black line sword, and their damage was also meaningless to Shen Leng's protective gear.

The leader of the man in black broke one of the two round knives, and the other one was just broken and bent.

"Are you cold?"

The leader of the man in black suddenly realized that if there was a black thread knife in this world so terrible, it would only be cold and cold.

"so what?"

Shen Leng asked.

The man in black looked around and his men were dead.

"It really surprised me."

The leader in black was silent for a while and said, "It's rumored that you have no exception in sword skills, but it turns out that it's just because the sword is good."

Chen Leng pointed at Yu Manlou: "You can defeat him because your martial arts are better than him? It's just that your weapons specifically restrain swords. You are prepared to hit him, and he knows nothing about him, so what are you proud of? Let you two fight fairly and he can beat you out."

The leader of the man in black snorted: "Do you think you won now?"

Outside the yard, six or seven men in black rushed back. These people had closed the door and searched for the county government for any living. When they came back, they happened to catch up.

"Stop him."

The leader in black pointed at Chen Leng, turned around and walked towards the gate.

Chen Leng sighed: "Do you know that in front of me, no one is allowed to pretend to be a pussy."

The man in black laughed and turned around and strideed forward: "You know nothing about our power."

Chen Leng nodded: "You know nothing about our power."

Dozens of men in black rushed in outside the yard. Their weapons were exactly the same. Another leader of the man in black appeared and he asked, "What happened?"

The person who asked about it was Bai Ze, and the person who had fought with Shen Leng before was Qiongqi.

"It's cold and very strong."

Qiongqi lowered his voice and said, "If it weren't for your fast arrival, I might have had an accident."

Bai Ze raised his eyebrows slightly: "I want to know how strong he is."

"Don't go."

Qiongqi said: "I just noticed that Yu Xiu is dead, but it shouldn't be them who killed him, but suicide. Since Yu Xiu committed suicide, it is impossible to tell Chen Leng what he knew, and there is no need to expose it."

Bai Ze said: "Then I'll talk about it after I'll fight him."

Chen Leng watched dozens of men in black rush towards him, hung the black-lined knife back on his back, and then silently took the heavy knife from his waist.

Then a black light appeared in front of the men in black.

One sword is one, without any unnecessary movements, no unnecessary moves, the cold sword is always so direct and moving forward. Under his sword, no man in black can hold on to a single blow.

The corpses fell down one by one, and stopped by Bai Ze who was walking here halfway, then turned around and said, "Let's go."

Qiongqi sighed: "I said he is very strong. Before this, I didn't believe that someone's sword could defeat the weapons in our hands."

The two men strode out the door, and Chen Leng fell down with a knife. The last man in black was cut off with half of his shoulder. As half of his body slid down, blood sprayed, and the sticky internal organs fell to the ground.

Yu Manlou, who fell to the ground, was stunned.

This is martial arts.

Technique is a method.

Martial arts are the method of killing people.

It's not fancy or gorgeous, but every knife makes people feel heart-wrenching.

Qiongqi and Bai Ze had already arrived outside the county government gate. Qiongqi reached out to open the door: "After going back, we have to study how to fight Shen Leng's sword technique. Moreover, he seemed to be wearing protective gear, so our sword could not be broken."

As soon as the door opened, a rain of arrows was seen.

Countless crossbow arrows came towards him, and Qiongqi was shot by at least dozens of crossbow arrows without even reacting. He was beaten by crossbow arrows and retreated continuously. At this distance, Daning's crossbow was so powerful that each crossbow arrow penetrated his body. The moment the crossbow arrow penetrated his body, blood gushed out from behind him. At that moment, dozens of blood lines were behind him.

Bai Ze was shocked and reached out to help Qiongqi. Qiongqi grabbed Bai Ze's hand and turned: "Let's go, brother."

He turned around and threw Bai Ze out. Bai Ze rushed over the heads of the blocking soldiers outside. The moment he flew up, the veterans of hundreds of war immediately turned around and shot at Bai Ze in a row.

With a few muffled sounds, Bai Ze should have been shot to the other side of the house. Although the soldiers outside were strong, their light skills were indeed not as good as those of the tourists. They could not be tall, so they immediately divided a team of people to surround the front yard.

Chen Leng killed all the men in black in the yard and strode to the door. Chen Ran and dozens of personal soldiers stood up straight: "General!"

Chen Leng nodded: "Where is the person?"

Chen Ran pointed to the yard in front: "It's over, I'm chasing."

Chen Leng nodded, turned around and walked back to the gate. Qiongqi lay on the ground, gasping quickly but faintly, and his life was rapidly losing in his body.

Chen Leng pulled down the black scarf on his face, but he didn't recognize it.

"Cut your head."

Chen Leng gave an order, and pointed at Yu Manlou again: "Take him and Yu Xiu's bodies back."

Chen Ran responded and led his personal soldiers into the county government compound.

Chen Leng jumped directly onto the roof, walked to the eaves in front and looked at it. His man had broken into the door, but another leader in black had already escaped.

Chen Leng turned around and jumped down: "Send someone to inform Kyoto Katsuno, General of Jiaziying of Gyeonggi Province, and take the head over to him and ask him to follow the head portrait."

After Chen Leng finished giving orders, he returned to the yard. Yu Manlou had been lifted up and walked out. He looked at the personal soldiers, swallowed and asked, "When did your people come?"

Chen Leng said: "Before we left Chang'an, we asked Han Huanzhi to inform us, which was about half a day slower than us. After all, we still need to prepare."

Chen Ran asked: "Didn't chase after me?"

Chen Leng shook his head: "I won't chase after you."

Bai Ze stumbled in at a coffin shop in the county. When the boss of the coffin shop saw him like this, he hurried over to help him and ordered to close the door. The apprentice in the coffin shop immediately ran over and closed the door.

"Wipe the blood at the door and ask someone to lead the pursuers behind."

Bai Ze gave an order and couldn't hold on to fall to the ground.

An apprentice immediately rolled up his cuffs, slashed the dagger on his arm, then jumped out of the shop and ran wildly into the distance, running all the way and sprinkling blood.

The owner of the coffin shop picked Bai Ze up and went into the inner room. He took out the medicine box. Two crossbow arrows were stuck in the flesh. He pulled the crossbow arrows with his pliers. The moment the crossbow arrows came out, blood also came out. Bai Ze, who had already fainted, screamed in pain and woke up.

"What's going on?"

The owner of the coffin shop asked while bandaging his wound.

"It's cold."

Bai Ze let out a long sigh: "You are still carrying the army."

The owner of the coffin shop was stunned for a moment and turned around and ordered: "Go a few more people!"

Several other apprentices pulled up their cuffs at the same time, slashed them with daggers, and rushed out of the shop.

Running in different directions, their light skills were pretty good, rushing across the roof and running wildly in the alleys.

"Send someone to notify the general as soon as possible. Chen Leng may have noticed something and make the general ready."

Bai Ze gasped and said, "Qiuanqi...Qiuanqi is dead."

The face of the coffin shop owner changed again, and his hand that was bandaging Bai Ze was also stopped in the air. After a moment of silence, he shook his head: "The general said that we will face life and death sooner or later. In the past, we killed people. Now Qiongqi and so many of his subordinates have died... It is something I have thought of long ago. I will arrange for people to make up for them as soon as possible and not be noticed by Chen Leng. You are lying down now."

"Did you say anything?"

The owner of the coffin shop asked.

Bai Ze was silent for a moment, his eyes full of regret: "I asked if you are a member of the co-existence community, so Chen Leng noticed it."

The owner of the coffin shop trembled slightly. After a moment, he took out a bottle of medicine from the medicine box and poured out the powder on Bai Ze's wound: "You shouldn't be talking too much, this has always been your fault."

Bai Ze's face was full of regret: "I didn't expect it to be cold, he is too strong."

The boss nodded, got up, and knocked off the previous medicine bottle, and the medicine powder was spilled all over the floor.

He looked down at the powder, and after a moment of silence, he said, "I'll go and remedy it now, I hope it's time."

After saying that, he got up and walked out, walked to the door and stopped again: "We all made vows to protect the general with our lives."

"I know."

Bai Ze lay there looking at the roof: "Why is he so strong? Why is his soldiers so strong?"

On a tree about ten feet away from the coffin shop, under the cover of the leaves, a man with leaves in his mouth squatted and stared at the coffin shop. He seemed to be part of the tree, completely integrated, and no one could easily find him.

He saw the owner of the coffin shop walking away, and his lips raised slightly.

Behind him, there are two swords of length and shortness.

A man in white sat on the roof behind the coffin shop. He watched the apprentices running one by one, with a disdain on his face. He shook the dust on his clothes. When the clothes moved, he could see flying knives hanging in the moonlight.

On the other side of the coffin shop, there was also a man in white squatting on the wall, with a sword behind him.

The owner of the coffin shop seemed to have thought of something when he walked halfway and turned around suddenly, but it was completely dark and he couldn't see anything. It was not Chang'an, and there were no street lights on the street.
To be continued...