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Chapter 222 Er Yang, who is confident that he can kill all the enemies, arrives at the yard)

Chapter 222

The eunuch Zhongyong, who was carrying his companion on his back, was panting and his feet were weak, but he still moved forward stubbornly.

Behind him, about twenty steps away, were three assassins who were also panting.

Both sides are almost using their willpower to fight. At this moment, the tyrant Yang Guang is here like a chorus...

In an instant, the eunuch Zhongyong lost all his strength and fell to the ground like a dog chewing shit.

Zhongguo, who was on his back, also rolled to the side, and it took him a long time to get up.

Zhongyong turned around, looked at the three assassins with a look of death, and pulled out the long knife from his waist.

The three assassins looked at the two dead eunuchs with pale faces and beards, and felt an indescribable sadness in their hearts.

Just like I originally thought I was chasing a beautiful woman who was the most beautiful woman in the country, but when she turned my head, I saw that it was a shaggy-faced cross-dressing boss.

Such stimulation, such damage to willpower, is so terrible.

"Kill them?" One of the assassins asked his companions hesitantly.

It’s already like this when you’re exhausted from chasing, you have to do something, right?

Another person saw Zhongyong wearing soft armor and standing in a strict defensive posture with a knife.

Although the eunuch Zhongguo next to him was injured, he still climbed up tenaciously, also holding the knife in his hand.

In the end, the leader of the three shook his head in frustration.

"There are two people on the other side, and there are only three of us. Don't forget, the little thief with the knife in his back is very powerful.

Rather than killing these dead eunuchs, it is better to save some energy to help the brothers."

"Damn eunuch, I will tell you your fortune."

The previously proposed assassin couldn't help but spit Xingzi in the direction of the eunuch, and followed the other two angrily...

The two bewildered eunuchs were left looking at each other. Zhongguo sat down on the snow, looking at his wounds that were still bleeding, and gasped.

"Zhongyong, since the other party has seen through it, don't worry about our family. Hurry up and go to Xianren Palace.

Tell those bastards that the Holy Emperor is in trouble, and if they come late, they will all die."

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Seeing the four languid assassins, they rushed towards them with energy as if they had been given a shot of blood.

Yang Guang, the high-spirited Emperor of the Sui Dynasty, turned slightly pale and pursed his dry lips. "Little Yang Qing, my life only depends on you."

What else could Yang Qian say? Such a disgusting and dog-like Emperor of the Sui Dynasty could not be beaten, scolded, or scolded, and he could not look at him with a bad face.

Yang Qian, whose heart was full of pain, could only keep smiling.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. They want His Majesty's life, and they can only get close to Your Majesty by stepping on your corpse."

"Your Majesty, please stay here and don't move around. I'm going to buy two kilograms, uh... go kill the assassin and come back."

Taking a deep breath, Yang Qian held a knife in each hand and faced the four assassins without fear and moved forward, taking every step with determination.

This time, Yang Qian did not throw the long sword in his hand early, but kept letting the four assassins approach.

When the distance between the two sides was only a dozen steps, Yang Qian shouted sharply. "Do it!" As soon as he finished speaking, the two long swords with ring heads in his hands drew two lightning bolts out of thin air...

He pulled out the two handles again and shot at the assassin who was able to deflect the ring's long sword.

In an instant, Yang Qian, one against four, forced the four assassins in front of him into a panic.

At this moment, the emperor of the Sui Dynasty, who was hiding in the back and trying to grow up, performed a meritorious service. After looking at it for a long time with a pale face, he finally let go of the bow string.

There was a buzzing sound from the strings, which startled an assassin. He subconsciously buried his head and dodged the oncoming eagle-feather arrow.

Unexpectedly, Yang Qian's ring leader's long knife shadow followed and penetrated directly through his throat...

Holding tightly the handle of the knife protruding from his neck, he opened his mouth with great effort, trying to breathe.

But the mouth couldn't suck in any air at all, and only a large amount of blood gushes out of the mouth.

"Gao Kui!" The assassin next to him roared with fear, and rushed towards Yang Qian. He held a knife in both hands and struck him down hard.

Facing the incoming sword light, Yang Qian could only throw out the two long knives in his hands. He could only grit his teeth and pull out the Bi Luo Dao at his waist, and flipped it back without fear.

The rolled-up sword flashed like pulp and water, and there was a crisp clang sound. The assassin's long sword, which was fully charged, felt it was empty in his hand just after it was halfway through the strike.

The steel knife in his hand had most of its blade cut off by the Bi Luo Dao, leaving only a handle and a blade less than half a foot long.

He stared at the broken knife in his hand in astonishment. Yang Qian, who had gained the upper hand, would not let go of the slightest delay in his opponent's attack.

The Biluo knife, which had not yet finished its castration, whirled and swept back. This sword, which was as sharp as iron as clay, chopped off both hands and forearms of the opponent.

The other two assassins also surrounded him at this moment and slashed hard with their swords.

This was the difficulty in his unique ability to fight with two fists and four hands. Yang Qian could only grit his teeth, turn around, face one of the assassins from behind, and sweep the Bi Luo Dao in his hand towards the attacking assassin.

At this moment, Yang Qian heard the exclamation of Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty, and then felt the force coming from his back.

The assassin's long knife slashed hard on the eight scabbards on Yang Qian's back, not only sparkling stars flashed out.

There was also the harsh sound of gold and iron that made his expression become desperate, and then, the carved feather arrow shot by Yang Guang penetrated his ribs from the side, piercing his lungs...

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The four assassins finally laid their bodies on the ground. Yang Guang shot one dead and wounded another, finally doing Yang Qian a great favor.

Yang Qian was also very tired, but he still remembered to sheath the intact long swords one by one, and then he sat down on the ground and gasped for air.

Yang Guang was not much better. The majestic Sui Emperor sat down on the ground with his dry lips pressed together. He saw Yang Qian stuffing snow into his mouth to quench his thirst.

He frowned, but his throat was already so dry that it was smoking. He finally gave in to his body's needs and sheepishly grabbed a handful of snow and stuffed it into his mouth.

No one wanted to talk anymore at this moment, and everyone was seizing the time to regain their energy and strength.

After nearly a cup of tea, Yang Qian heard the noise of human voices coming again.

Although my body is still tired, I feel that my breath has stabilized.

Even if there is another battle like the one just now, Yang Qian is confident that he can solve it perfectly.

Yang Guang also took a deep breath, stood up slowly, looked confidently in his eyes, and nodded slightly to Yang Qian with a calm expression.

Er Yang, who was confident that he could kill all the enemies, looked at each other with a smile, his eyes were calm, his expression was heroic, and he looked towards the place where the voice came from.

"Your Majesty, I think... let's go." Yang Qian pursed his lips and walked toward the Emperor of the Sui Dynasty in a determined voice.

"Well, what you said makes sense." Yang Guang nodded heavily, his beautiful black hair swayed, and he opened his arms neatly.

"..."

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