Chapter 487: The Shirtless Zhongshan Jianghu Guest
The Silver Eagle warrior didn't know why the soldiers hadn't arrived yet, but seeing Yang Yanzhang's embarrassing situation, he felt anxious and angry, and his heart suddenly became violent.
The backgrounds of these warriors from the Tingwei Mansion are much purer than those of the Six Gates. Many of them are orphans adopted by the imperial court or their families have been eating royal food for generations. In the current situation, if you were a silver medal hunter from the Six Gates,
He may not be willing to sacrifice his life in a desperate fight, because many of the characters in the Six Gates are the scumbags who were recruited by the Ministry of Punishment to surrender and become traitors.
But the Silver Eagle Warriors were different, especially the two Silver Eagle Warriors in front of Yang Yanzhang. The education and indoctrination they had received since childhood made them firmly believe that Yang Yanzhang's life was more valuable than their own lives.
He hooked his cuff with his backhand, took out a short Xiao carved from black jade, and waved it in the air. The sharp short whistle pierced people's eardrums, like a ghost's scream in the middle of the night. The palm shadow filled the sky, and his own mouth was filled with emotion.
There was a sinister roar, and the three opponents on one side filled their ears with fierce demonic sounds, and their movements and internal energy were all stagnant.
The battle between the masters was witnessed in this lightning flash. The right arm of the sword-wielding Taoist was broken at the shoulder level, and the long sword was far away from his hand. The Bai brothers focused on hitting the target, and stabbed forward with the short flute, and screamed miserably.
With two sounds, blood rained down, and a hole as big as a cup opened on each of the Bai brothers' chests. Blood spurted out, stabbing two or three feet away.
The Silver Eagle Warrior succeeded with one move, and his face suddenly turned pale. It seemed that using Short Xiao was a heavy burden for him. But without stopping for a moment, he spun his body around quickly, shouting.
With a palm of his hand, he struck at one of the Tiandu Peak twins two feet away. He deliberately controlled the enemy's death, and this palm had already accumulated enough power.
A few feet away, another group of Silver Eagle warriors were treated like this by Duan Xiao, and all four of them felt uncomfortable. The Silver Eagle warriors were familiar with their companions' special skills, and had experienced them more than once or twice.
They recovered quickly. But the other three people all felt their heads were shaken, and their hearing and vision were instantly filled with news.
The strength of the two disciples of Tiandu Peak is not very good, they are just top-notch upper-level skills. Even if the brothers join hands to fight against the enemy, they may not be able to walk in front of the Silver Eagle Warrior. This sudden palm attack is very sharp and heavy. That person
There was no way to avoid it, and he was in a panic, but after hearing a shrill and wild howl, a body suddenly jumped up more than ten feet high, and fell on the courtyard steps with a thud, just like he had thrown down at the beginning.
Like Yang Yanzhang's bodyguard, he also hit his head on the spot, and his bones immediately shattered and his brains burst out. It was really unsatisfactory retribution——
The silver eagle warrior killed three people in a row and injured the sword-wielding Taoist. His face was pale, but he was energetic and ferocious. He rushed towards another person in Tiandu Peak in front of Yang Yanzhang: "Take your life, dog thief!"
But he also knew that he was weak and could not wear Lu Guan, so he did not dare to trouble the two real masters, the man in green and the swordsman in gray.
Holding the short flute with a flash of black light, he rushed towards the opponent with the flute in the air, and then killed the enemy with one blow. After his feet landed on the ground, he immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his nose continued to bleed.
Four people from Zhongshan were killed and one was injured, all of whom were struck by the magic sound. Although the Silver Eagle Warrior paid a heavy price, it was definitely worth it. Yang Yanzhang hurriedly helped the Silver Eagle Warrior sit on the ground, and then picked up the lost long sword of the sword-wielding Taoist.
, guarding the 'benefactor' behind him.
There were only three people left on the field, the other Silver Eagle Warrior, the green-shirted man, and the gray-clothed swordsman.
Two judge's pens held a dazzling stream of light, and flew toward the man in green shirt with a fierce force.
Compared with the dead Tiandu Peak disciple, the Qingshan guest was much stronger. Although his personal strength was not as strong as his opponent, he looked at the fierceness of his opponent, but he did not show any weakness. He stood firmly on his feet and hovered his palms in a circle.
With a stroke and a roar, a blast of green wind blew up and rolled up towards the figure of the Silver Eagle Warrior who jumped in the air.
This Silver Eagle warrior also has the strength of a famous master, and his old friend has come up with a unique move. Of course he knows that today's battle is a matter of life and death. This attack is definitely with all his strength, so the moment the two sides come into contact, a desperate situation is established.
The swift wind from the palm of the hand shook the stone slabs in the courtyard, and the tiles on the eaves crashed and fell; a dazzling stream of light was like a dragon swimming in the sky, and no matter how strong the wind was, it could not move even half of the light.
He rushed directly to the guest in green shirt, and the flash of light suddenly turned into two white rays of light, roaring across the sky, like a spirit snake scurrying around, and in an instant, the upper body of the guest in green shirt was involved in a curtain of light. Only a muffled sound was heard.
Humph, the drunken figure of the man in blue emerged from the light curtain. There were traces of the judge's pen on his chest and shoulders. His face was pale, and he retreated about ten feet away, upside down.
"hold head high……"
Xing Tianxiao's body like a goshawk rushed towards this side quickly, and his long roar made Yang Yanzhang and the two Silver Eagle warriors relieved.
Just when the expressions of the gray-robed swordsman, the green-robed swordsman and the injured swordsman changed dramatically, they heard the noise outside the courtyard suddenly turn into cheers.
"Walk--"
Among the three, the swordsman was obviously the leader. When he saw that the situation was not going well, he would immediately call for others to retreat.
The departure of the three people and the arrival of Xing Tianxiao was completely a matter of taking one step after another. As soon as Xing Tianxiao's figure fell into the courtyard, his inner strength did not dissipate, so he regrouped and lifted up. Once again, people chased him as fast as a winner.
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Ke La in green was at the end of the three, but was stopped by Xing Tianxiao within two streets. He tried his best to resist Xing Tianxiao's fierce attack. The swordsman in gray turned around to help, and the Taoist swordsman dragged his broken right arm.
He also waved his palm and hit Xing Tianxiao.
Being distracted by the two of them, the man in Qingshan got close to a space, and was about to retreat. But Xing Tianxiao suddenly shouted, and the eagle claws that had been formed suddenly grew into a foot-long awn, and with a click, Qingshan
One of the guest's left arms was amputated at the elbow.
In the blood, the man in green clothes staggered and almost fell. But he knew that if he didn't escape at this moment, he would definitely suffer bad retribution. At that moment, he gritted his teeth and did not pick up the broken arm, and let out a shrill scream.
He yelled and ran towards the city wall.
Xing Tianxiao had already seen the appearance of one of his men after performing the martial arts in the courtyard. He was rioting with murderous intent and would not let go of the three people in the decoration. When the man in green shirt ran away, he set his sights on the sword-wielding Taoist man and the gray man.
The swordsman in clothes laughed wildly and said: "Go to hell!"
Lifting up more than ten feet out of thin air, he flipped around and swung his claws at the sword-wielding Taoist. The gray-clothed swordsman hit him. But unexpectedly, just as he turned his head downward, a wisp of sword energy stabbed him from behind. Five figures were already heading towards this side like a hurricane. Five figures
The five human swords were like five rapidly whirling white lights. They hit the sky with violent torrential rain, forcing Xing Tianxiao to pull up the figure that was rushing down. He turned his arms with his claws and swept behind him. There was a sharp crackling sound, and Xing Tian laughed.
Laughing, he turned around and landed on the ground.
But he saw five middle-aged men wearing the same long robes surrounding him. The swords in the hands of the five men were all of the same style, without any difference.
"Five Elements Villa? You are so brave that you dare to stir up trouble on the battlefield. You are asking for your own death -" But he recognized the identity of the person.
The five middle-aged people are all famous middle-level masters, and their combined strength is not enough to kill Xing Tianxiao. However, the five of them formed a sword formation, covering each other and crossing each other.
There is no way to break out of the formation.
The gray-clothed swordsman held the long sword in his hand and leaned to the side. He was very likely to take the opportunity to pick it up.
At this moment, suddenly——
There was a loud roar, and a silver shadow carrying a dazzling light rushed straight into the formation from four to five feet high in the air.
The oncoming force was so fierce that it was faster than lightning, but after hearing a scream, the man in the water level in the Five Elements Sword Formation was actually pierced through the chest by the sword from the attacker, and the blood was shot out, and he fell to the ground with a thud.
The attacker succeeded with one move, and the sword spread like a rainbow across the sky, and then rolled towards the other four people.
Xing Tianxiao's eyes flickered, and he realized that the person coming was none other than Zhu Biao, the commander-in-chief of the Han army!
"Han thief, if you kill my brother, I will make you irreconcilable——"
By accident, one of the five sworn brothers died like this. The remaining four people in Five Elements Villa all had red eyes. They rushed forward like crazy tigers. A burst of sword wind and dark force stirred up the air, making a harsh whistle.
The sword light spread to three feet away.
Each and every one of them showed their skills in pressing the bottom of the box!
But Zhu Biao would not care about the struggles of several famous figures. "Seventy-two Soul-Chasing and Life-Destroying Swords" unfolded. Three feet of sword light stretched out directly from the Longquan sword. Hissing, the sword light was shining, "Impermanence".
Shaking the rope', 'The Evil God takes over', 'Binding the feet of the wronged soul', 'Medicine given by a quack', the four swords had already cut the remaining four people in half at waist level.
People in the martial arts have strong vitality. Four of them were cut in half, but they couldn't die for a while. They screamed wildly before they completely returned to the west, and their livers, intestines and five internal organs flowed all over the floor. The sword-wielding Taoist and the swordsman in gray were frightened, turned around and retreated, trying to escape.
, but saw a flash of sword light, and the two of them were hit hard on the back of their heads. Without even a sound, they fell to the ground and died.
Xing Tian laughed and stood up, about to chase the man in green shirt who had lost his arm, but was stopped by Zhu Biao. "Don't worry about the fish that slipped through the net, just follow me back!"
This time, people from the Jianghu Road of Zhongshan Kingdom came to fight, and the scale was quite large. Not only Yang Yanzhang was attacked, but Gao Xie was also attacked. Fortunately, Li Panlong was in front of Zhu Biao. If he was still at his residence, he would definitely
Can't escape either.
Xing Tianxiao turned around and saw that the county government office where Zhu Biao was staying was actually lit with fire and smoke. His heart trembled because there was someone there who was responsible for the life and death of Qingshan guests.
Zhu Biao felt like he was being manipulated by others. Although the power that held him up was directly cut off by his own strength, being plotted by others meant being plotted by others.
Since he asked about the sound of fighting in the city, he first rescued Gao Xie and then Yang Yanzhang. But he lost his hometown!
The Qinggong was fully deployed, and it was faster than the wind. I arrived at the county government office in a few leaps, and saw that the soldiers inside and outside were being slaughtered by a group of people dressed as common people. There were nearly two hundred Han soldiers inside and outside the county government office, but
Zhu Biaodan glanced at the Yamen and saw forty or fifty corpses lying on the ground. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)
