He struck with a single sword, but was relieved by the back of the sword, and then followed up with a reverse slash.
The opponent wanted to seal the sword, but the opponent's weapon was far sharper than imagined.
When fighting swords against swords, the sword in his hand was like tofu.
He was chopped off, and then he screamed and was chopped to the ground.
The murderer didn't care about the blood spraying on his face and body.
The sword swept across and the other swordsman was disemboweled and fell to the ground screaming.
A big man wanted to rush over, grab the thin guy in the corner of the alley, use him as a hostage, and threaten the fierce enemy to surrender.
But after taking only one step, he heard an angry shout.
When he turned around, he could only see a white light rolling over him, but he knew nothing.
Before he lost consciousness, his only thought was: What are the people behind eating?
There are so many people, why can't they stop one person?
In fact, others had already swung their knives, but Yang Chengzu ignored him and just beheaded the man who tried to attack Yong Chun.
He was hit several times in the back by knives.
His clothes were in tatters, but no blood was seen.
Only then did the swordsmen realize that this man was wearing treasure armor.
"He is protected by treasure armor," a swordsman reminded his companions loudly.
Then he saw Yang Chengzu staring at him with blood-red eyes.
"You are right, but there is no reward."
The man jumped forward and rushed into the arms of the swordsman.
He was holding the man with one hand and the knife in the other hand was pointing towards his chest and abdomen.
Stab hard, and use him as a shield to push the person forward.
Some of these attackers were desperadoes, and some were thieves, criminals, or martial arts masters who took refuge in the Beggar Clan.
In terms of martial arts, there are some masters among them, and some of them have killed people.
But when it comes to cooperating with each other, they are very poor.
In the eyes of people like Yang Chengzu who have led soldiers, their level of cooperation is not even qualified for entry.
Originally, the alley was narrow and difficult to expand, and people often blocked the way, so there were not many people who could really make a difference.
Yang Chengzu's kung fu comes from the battle formation, there are no fancy changes, it is about killing.
In this narrow terrain, the space for maneuvering is limited, which is the space where his sword technique can exert its power.
His knife almost always saw blood, and the thugs he killed were terrified.
In the final analysis, we still have to admit the economic crushing.
Those swordsmen may not be able to buy him a suit of treasured armor and equipment with all their belongings.
Before his physical strength is exhausted, although the number of attackers is large, they may not really be able to buy him.
Nothing to do with him.
Several gangsters stood on the walls on both sides, trying to reach Yongchun.
However, as soon as they got on the wall, they were hit by a hidden weapon in their legs and fell down the wall screaming.
Because he was accompanying the princess and was responsible for the job of bodyguard, Yang Chengzu carried some hidden weapons with him.
With the endless weapons and despicable methods, these thugs were overwhelmed.
A figure suddenly appeared on the wall at the end of the dead end.
Yongchun, who was hiding in the corner, screamed, but the man didn't do anything to her.
Instead, he smiled at her, then flew into the crowd and splashed the wind in his hand.
The knife slashed out and chopped down two people in one breath.
"He Zongli, the yamen of the capital's criminal department, is here.
No matter which prison is large or small, I have something to do with it.
After you enter, I will take care of you and make sure you live a comfortable life.
If anyone doesn't want to die, just throw away your weapon and squat in the corner. , otherwise, don’t blame me for being rude.”
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He Zongli is a tall, thin man in his early forties, with a pale complexion and a shrewd and capable look.
He controls the blood with the single blade of Po Feng in his hand.
Although there was only one person, he did not show any fear and smiled at Yang Chengzu, "Tishuai, I am late for my humble duty.
Please forgive me."
"You're welcome.
It's a favor if you are willing to come.
If you are not happy with what you do in the Ministry of Justice, you are welcome here in Jinyiwei.
For official positions below fifth rank, I will give you a discount and there will be no problems."
"Thank you Tishuai for your cultivation."
He held the bamboo whistle in his hand, put it in his mouth, and blew hard, and the sharp whistle went straight into the sky.
Near the fighting venue, in a teahouse, the distinguished guest of the Beggar Clan was sitting there waiting for news.
This assassination of Yang Chengzu was regarded as his personal act.
However, considering the attitude of the family leader towards Yang Chengzu, there must be support for this kind of assassination.
The only problem is that he must succeed.
If the assassination failed, his family would probably throw him out for the first time.
In order to ensure the success of this assassination, he used some of his family's power, but he used it very cleverly.
From a common sense point of view, he would not really chase the family owner.
As long as Yang Chengzu is killed and these people are abandoned to calm the emperor's anger, his family and himself will be safe.
News came like a stream, "The people from Tiexin Martial Arts Hall and Tiedao Hall wanted to come, but they were blocked by Li Wu's people.
The two sides were in a temporary confrontation and there was no fight."
"It seems that the Wucheng Soldiers and Horses Department has received the news and is ordering troops.
Our people are also working inside to ensure that they will not arrive."
"A lot of police officers showed up.
If they come, all these people will definitely run away.
We asked for a warrant to ensure that no government officials can come to arrest people."
In a very short period of time, the two sides exchanged moves, either mobilizing useful relationships or destroying each other's relationships.
In a short period of time, the outcome was basically undefeated.
The person in charge also knows that this is the capital after all, and he cannot use the real power of his family.
As time goes by, the army will still come, and he must solve the problem before that happens.
"There are so many people who can't kill these two people.
What are you going to do for food?
Come on, take the slave and let me shoot him to death."
The man who held the slave had just gone downstairs when suddenly more than a dozen big men rushed over.
He was stunned for a moment, and then he saw several of Li Wu's men rushing up to meet them, as if they wanted to stop the big men, without saying a few words.
As soon as he said that, Li Wu's men were beaten and flew away.
These slave-holders believed that these were Yang Chengzu's reinforcements, so they picked up the slaves and shot them without even thinking.
Amidst the sound of chichi breaking through the air, a big man was hit by an arrow, but the others were extremely agile, dodging left and right and successfully evaded the attack.
Then, like lightning, he rushed towards the slave holders.
The speed of movement and the flexibility of the body were something these slave-holders had never seen before.
Before they could complete the second round of reloading, the enemy was already in front of them.
Just as they were about to draw out their weapons, they were beaten and flew away.
What rang in my ears was a sharp and angry shout: "They dare to kill even the Ouchi guards.
Are these gangsters going to rebel?
Send a signal to others and deal with them."
On Yang Chengzu's side, the pressure was relieved a lot due to the support from He Zongli.
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As for the killings or changes outside, he couldn't care about it now.
His only consideration was to hold on as long as possible before his physical strength was exhausted, so that no one could hurt Yongchun.
Swinging a sword, cutting enemies, blocking, and counterattacking, although the physical consumption was increasing, his brain was in a state of emptiness, and his movements became more agile and accurate.
Enemies were killed one after another, and blood bloomed on his body from time to time, but he no longer cared about this and just swung the weapon with all his strength.
The number of thugs in front of them seems to have never decreased from the beginning, and this kind of killing seems to have no end.
Until a burst of gunshots resounded through the sky, and the thugs in front of them ran wildly out of the alley like the ebbing tide of the sea
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