"You can't make jokes at this time.
How can you hide your nonsense from us?"
A flowing libretto was hummed softly.
People turned with the knife, and the knife turned with people.
After killing Lei Dong with one knife, Yang Chengzu's body turned violently, and another piece of Blood mist filled the air.
Qin Zongyang's magic fist hit Yang Chengzu several times in succession, but he only staggered him and was not seriously injured.
The knife came fast and hard, making a big gash in Qin Zongyang's chest and almost opening his chest. .
There were more and more casualties on the entire second floor, and reinforcements from Yang Chengzu's side also came up one after another.
These two lovely-looking little maids holding swords and bows, when they met, everyone only regarded them as maids, but they didn't know that.
At that time, their two long swords matched perfectly with Zhao Yaoniang's single sword, plus Tie Hualu's spear.
These four women joined forces, with strict rules when advancing and retreating, and they all had an attitude of dying together.
They actually killed the famous Long Jianfei in Jiangnan and retreated step by step.
If he hadn't experienced it himself, he would never have believed that the top masters from Jiangnan, whom he led, couldn't even deal with four little girls.
Until then, he finally understood why Zheng Dawei took the initiative to call people.
It seemed that his group really couldn't stand these little tricks.
The people responsible for guarding the stairs are Qijue Sword Zongxuan and Qinglian Sword Li Shaobai.
Both of them are famous swordsmen and among the people who come, they are also top-notch strongmen.
As soon as there was a fight here, the big men at the bottom of the stairs began to rush towards them.
The two of them asked themselves, although they had never cooperated, they could still guard a small staircase with their superb skills.
But the big man who rushed up first was holding a shield and a single sword in his hand.
The shields of several people were placed in one place, like a small moving fortress, and the swords of the two people were stabbed at no idea where they were.
As soon as there was a fight here, the spearman behind the swordsman and shieldman thrust his spear, and then sharp arrows shot out with a roar.
The power of the bow was astonishing.
When he dialed the eagle feather, both of them were shocked and their jaws were hot.
In this case, the entrance to the building was finally lost.
Li Shaobai fired five spears, and then more spears penetrated the defense, stuck him on the tip of the spear, and then flung him away.
After the bouldering master of Lingyin Temple shouted the Buddha's name, he knocked Luo Tianhao, the leader of Hengshan Mountain, away with one palm.
But before he could recover, a young man ran into his arms like a mad cow.
The bouldering master sneered, moved the clouds with his palms, and stamped heavily on the opponent's body, but then he let out a strange scream and quickly retreated backwards, blood spurting out from his body.
The young man took advantage of the moment he crashed into the master's arms and thrust a short knife into the master's belly, stirring it desperately.
And this heavy blow caused the man to vomit blood and retreat, but he was only injured but not dead.
The man pulled out a knife from nowhere and shouted: "I am Li Zongyun, come here, the invincible Li Zongyun, and let you be as powerful as I, Li Zongyun.
Sons, follow me and kill this guy" "Great Monk" "I am Anlu Xu Zhen.
If you have never heard of my name, please remember it from now on.
I am Anlu Inspector Xu Zhen."
Xu Zhen shot out an arrow and pinned the injured bouldering master to the wall, and then He pulled out his sword, joined forces with three of his subordinates, and slashed the lightning hand Fan Sanyuan, who had finally reached the archer, until blood spurted from his body, and he retreated in embarrassment.
"These people are definitely not Jianghu people."
Qin Zongyang glanced around while being seriously injured.
This kind of scene can be seen everywhere.
The martial arts of these people are not that outstanding, but they have coordination and understand military formations, and more importantly, their life-threatening energy is definitely not comparable to the bravery of the gangsters.
Their killing methods are not martial arts at all.
Fan Sanyuan and others suffered a loss because their opponents were all wearing iron armor, and their fists were still weapons, so it was difficult for them to have a fatal effect.
However, the opponent dared to exchange injuries for injuries, and they cooperated with each other.
This group of gangsters were defeated.
Mingsu was defeated.
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The disciples of Wen Gudao and others also came to kill them at this time.
They also had armors and sharp weapons in their hands.
With more people and fewer people, the situation gradually became such that Long Jianfei and his party were at a disadvantage.
Long Jianfei was so anxious that he almost got shot by Tie Hualou, and said angrily: "Why didn't the people we brought up come up?
Where did they die?"
At this time, Yang Chengzu was already half-covered in blood, but he did not give in.
Instead, he still rushed forward, slashed a famous Jiangnan hero with a knife, and flew back with blood, and hit the big man with another punch.
The middle-aged heroine screamed miserably and fell backwards after being beaten on the face of the hero's wife.
He snorted coldly, "The people you brought are now divided into two types, the dead and the people who are about to die.
If you don't surrender, all of you will die."
After the battle at Prince Xing's Mansion, the martial arts skills of Yang Chengzu and others were greatly improved.
Zhao Yaoniang's skills at this time were no less than those of Russell Fang who was rampant in the world.
The skills of the two girls holding the sword and the bow have also entered the ranks of the first-class masters in the world, and when it comes to combat prowess, they are especially superior.
Although Tie Hualu has not experienced this kind of actual combat, he has been taught by several maids in the palace, and his marksmanship has greatly improved.
He is much better than the gang leaders of Wen Gu Dao.
What's more important is that these women are full of grievances and unwillingness, and these grievances and unwillingness cannot be expressed out loud, so they have to vent their anger on their opponents.
They all knew that Yang Chengzu had this shady relationship with the princess, but knowing it was one thing.
It was another thing for his man to risk his life to save people for this wild woman.
Although they did not ask these female relatives who knew martial arts to follow, Zhao Yaoniang and others were afraid in their hearts, fearing that if they did not follow, something would happen to their men and they would never see him again.
However, when I think about my man, this time fighting for another woman besides myself, even a man who is as gentle and considerate as iron coral still feels disgusted in his heart.
This is my husband.
He is fighting for another woman now.
In his heart, is he inferior to that princess?
Since she is in danger, you will lose your mind and even fight for your life uncharacteristically.
Do you feel bad when we are in danger?
With this mentality, the four women were fighting with anger and desperation.
In addition, they had armor on their bodies and their weapons were extremely sharp.
Long Jianfei, a top figure in Jiangnan, could only fight with four resentful women.
A tie.
Yang Chengzu, on the other hand, used the power of precious armor and swords to exchange injuries for injuries, and killed several famous masters.
As the men below came up to kill them, Long Jianfei and his group lost hope of making a comeback.
All they can do now is, Only barely remaining undefeated.
However, they are also insisting, hoping that they can defeat Yang Chengzu's guards with the guards they bring, and then take them back to make sense.
"Eunuch Zheng, call your people quickly.
Aren't they soldiers?"
Long Jianfei roared almost out of control, while Zheng Dawei's expression was equally sad.
I was calling them when I started sending the signal
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