At present, he has fired five rounds of bullets, but he has not killed even Xia Ziyan. And among the people he brought with him, there was actually a Xizuo.
Maybe, if there is one, then there are two.
In an instant, Zheng Yu lost trust in everyone around him because of the scene that completely shocked him.
"Kill, the first one to cut off Xia Ziyan's head will be directly named Minister of War." Zheng Yu gritted his teeth, but did not dare to shoot again.
There are only two bullets left, which are the only means to save your life if necessary.
"Kill!"
The killers didn't know what Zheng Yu was thinking. They only knew that if they killed Xia Ziyan, they would be promoted to official positions. Their nerves immediately became excited, and they brandished their swords and attacked Xia Ziyan, who was already lying in a pool of blood.
At this moment, more than ten figures jumped in from outside the wall one after another.
These people were wearing purple robes, both male and female, and all had the same weapons. However, they cooperated very well, and in a blink of an eye, they were at the killer's side.
"Ah..." After the screams, blood flowed into a river in the courtyard.
All the killers on Zheng Yu's side were all killed, and no one was left alive. After killing the people, these more than ten people with strong martial arts skills and strange skills all turned their eyes to Zheng Yu on the roof.
At this moment, Zheng Yu has been targeted by these people and is in a similar situation to being surrounded.
Zheng Yu's heart was completely cold.
He only has two bullets, but there are more than a dozen people trying to kill him in front of him. If it were in his time, he might not lose if he fights alone. But this is ancient times, these people are good at light kung fu and internal kung fu, waiting for his result
only one.
die!
"Are you from King Xiao?" As Zheng Yu spoke, his finger was on the trigger.
"Long time no see. As an opponent who once injured me, I will personally send you to Huangquan to report." Suddenly, a figure appeared next to Zheng Yu.
He stood facing the wind, his robes fluttering in the wind, and his black hair looked very elegant. He had charming facial features, but it was a pity that his aura was too cold and made people shudder.
This person is Xin Jifeng, the palace steward.
"It's you!" Zheng Yu was shocked, and most of his backbone was numb.
He didn't even feel the other party's appearance. If Xin Jifeng had just made a sneak attack, he would already be a corpse at this moment.
Xin Jifeng slowly drew out his sword and pointed it at Zheng Yu: "It's almost time, it's time to send you on your way."
"Not necessarily." Zheng Yu suddenly rolled again. During the roll, he did not let go of the sniper rifle, but instead pulled the trigger.
The moment his body stopped, gunfire rang out.
However, he failed. There was Xin Jifeng's figure in front of him. Zheng Yu was shocked. Before he could recover, he suddenly shouted: "No!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he instinctively raised his sniper rifle to block it.
As a result, there was only a sound of metal collision, and the sniper rifle was cut in half. Zheng Yu, who was protected by the sniper rifle, suffered a wound more than a foot deep from his neck down.
The bright red blood spurted out like it was drawn by a water pump.
"Plop -" Zheng Yu didn't even have time to scream, before he fell into a pool of blood and died.
Xin Jifeng put away the sword: "As expected, it is a sword that has been treasured by the royal family of the Genglan Dynasty for many years. It cuts iron like clay. So what if it is made of metal in the 21st century? It is still like cutting cabbage."
After saying that, he glanced towards the courtyard below and saw Xia Ziyan lying unconscious in a pool of blood.
