The sound of bangzi, gongs and drums rang out, and the sentry guards hidden in various parts of the Yang Mansion gathered here one after another, and the archers opened their bows and arrows, and aimed closely at the three people who were fighting like a marquee, but they did not dare to fire.
The speed at which the three of them moved out of shape and changed positions was so fast that their eyesight couldn't keep up at all, and if this arrow was shot, they might not be able to tell who it would shoot.
As soon as Cai Dongcheng fought with Wu Shaodong and Yang Fanfu, he found that this person's martial arts were very clever.
An inch is short, an inch is dangerous, Yang Fan has short knives and short swords in his hands, tightly entangled them, and greeted them with all the vital points on their bodies, they also wanted to retreat, let the archers shoot Yang Fan into a hedgehog, but Yang Fan was entangled extremely tightly, they couldn't get out at all, and now as long as they retreated, they would be stabbed by Yang Fan in the gap, they could only keep changing their body shape, and constantly swinging their knives and slamming them.
On the surface, the two horizontal knives roared horizontally, and it seemed that the assassins had completely shrouded their attacks, but in fact, they were suffering from their own knowledge, and they had the heart to get out of trouble, and they were unable to get out.
The guards who surrounded them could not see the doorway, and they all thought that the two generals had the upper hand, and they were just holding the four doors tightly to prevent the assassin from escaping.
Yang Fan and the two of them became more and more tightly entangled, and his body gradually shrank under Huo Huo's knife light, as if he was about to be cut to pieces by two sharp Qianniu knives, and suddenly Yang Fan let out a long laugh, and his short figure suddenly burst out, and the short sword in his hand suddenly burst out with a more brilliant and gorgeous light than the Qianniu knife in Cai Dongcheng's hand.
His knife was as tight as a knife, every time he took a step, it was impossible to see how many knives he had stabbed, and Cai Dongcheng was retreating, every step back, the knife in his hand danced like a light wheel, desperately resisting Yang Fan's crazy counterattack, behind them, Wu Shaodong shook his body and slammed the knife into the ground, which supported his body.
A short sword was inserted into his heart, reaching the handle, Yang Fan took off his hand and flew the short sword in his hand at the critical moment, directly penetrating his heart and cutting off his heart.
The invincibility of short weapons is here, Yang Fan knows very well that Wu Shaodong is dying, so he has the courage to concentrate all his strength to take down Cai Dongcheng.
Looking around, he didn't dare to slack off, as long as Cai Dongcheng broke away from the battle group, he would be in danger.
The situation took a turn for the worse, and all the people became nervous, and all the archers drew their bowstrings, and the arrows pointed forward, but they did not dare to shoot the arrows as the two of them moved sharply.
"Shaozhou Bloody Case, One Hundred and Forty-Seven Lives Dog Thieves, Take Your Life" In the fierce fight, Yang Fan suddenly burst into thunder, and shouted out this sentence Everyone is guessing his intention, everyone is guessing the purpose of the assassin, today, he fought publicly, and also disclosed the reason why he appeared here, he is for all the fathers and elders in Taoyuan Village, for his father and mother, for his sister, to seek justice The word "come" came out, Yang Fan suddenly fell out, the figure was divided, Cai Dongcheng still waved the knife and retreated, retreating three steps in a row, before he stood still, under the light of the lantern torch, there were pieces of exclamations, Cai Dongcheng's body was full of bloodstains, gurgling blood flowed out, and instantly dyed his robe into a bloody robe, and I don't know how many swords he had been stabbed by Yang Fan at this moment.
Yang Fan's figure was rolling and retreating, until he retreated to Wu Shaodong, who was stiff with a knife, Wu Shaodong was already dead of anger, but his stiff body was still holding the steel knife, Yang Fan ducked to his side, snatched his thousand bull knife, Wu Shaodong's body lost its support, and fell forward.
The white light of the knife in Yang Fan's palm flashed, and a human head was cut off to the ground.
Not far away, Cai Dongcheng looked at all this with blank eyes, raised the knife weakly, and then released his palm, the knife in his palm fell to the ground with a sound, and his body slowly leaned back.
Yang Fan raised his hand, and a light wheel appeared in his palm, whistling towards Cai Dongcheng, and at the same time, his figure retreated quickly, retreating towards the house where Cai Dongcheng and Wu Shaodong flashed out.
I saw a pale cyan figure sweep over the steps, past the door, and suddenly flash into the room.
When the figure entered the house, the two doors immediately slammed shut, and a few sharp arrows shot at the right time were nailed to the door panel, and the fine Nanmu gate was shot through.
"Whew" The spinning knife wheel swept past the neck of Cai Dongcheng, who was about to fall, and cut off his head.
This assassin didn't kill someone, but he even risked being shot by a sharp arrow, insisting on cutting off the other party's head, even if the other party was dead, he would definitely kill his corpse, what kind of anger was this Thinking about it carefully, it seems that one of Feng Chenwei's generals and four Qianniu are prepared, but none of them are not in a different place, five people, five heads, these generals of Feng Chenwei are just here to help them catch thieves, how can they attract so much resentment from this assassin All of them stood there with weapons and torches, looking at the two headless corpses on the ground, and their hearts were chilled.
As they panicked, smoke billowed from the house accompanied by fire, and the Assassins set it on fire.
Immediately afterwards, fires rose everywhere, and there were fires everywhere, and the entire Yang Mansion was brilliant in the night sky of Luoyang City on this night.
The entire Yang Mansion became a pot of porridge, saving people, fleeing for their lives, and rescuing property Wailing, growling, yelling Fang Ding, Wu Hou, officers and soldiers, the officers and soldiers of the Criminal Department, the officials of Luoyang Mansion, and the generals and servants of the Yang family, these people have their own commanders and do not belong to each other, and in such a chaotic situation, they suddenly made a mess like flies, and dealt with the situation in front of them indiscriminately under the command of their respective superiors.
The assassin hadn't left yet, he flashed left and right, and kept setting fires, turning the entire Yang Mansion upside down.
The officers and soldiers chased after him relentlessly, but he appeared and disappeared from time to time, and in an environment like the Yang family, the bow and arrow were completely useless in this chaotic situation.
It seems that after killing the person to be killed, the assassin got his wish and just wanted to make trouble, although under the persecution of the pursuers, he could not cause relatively much damage to the Yang family, he did not leave, but set fire and injured people everywhere, and there were no less than dozens of public servants and officers and soldiers who were stabbed by him, so that in the end, except for those red-eyed officers and soldiers, as long as the others saw the assassin appear, they would scatter in a hurry, and they did not dare to fight at all.
"Help" "Fighting fires" "Grab the valuable stuff inside" "Catch the Assassins" Amid the shouts one after another, Yang Fan also stumbled out.
He was wounded in the shoulder, one hand was tightly covering his shoulder, and he was wearing only a small coat, and his hair was scattered, and he was extremely embarrassed.
Because he insisted on cutting off the heads of Wu Shaodong and Cai Dongcheng, Yang Fan's movements were still slow for a moment, and the moment he dodged into the room, a sharp arrow passed through the crack in the door of the general cover and shot him in the shoulder.
In order to avoid being seen as an arrow wound, he simply stabbed himself in the wound again, and it was for this purpose that he had previously wounded people with a knife.
A house in front of the fire was raging, Steward Liu grabbed a person, and shouted to hurry up to put out the fire, Yang Fan, who had just found someone to help him wrap his wounds, was also arrested, I don't know where he broke a branch from, desperately beat a few times, and then took advantage of the unpreparedness to go around to the other side of the fire, and while people were not paying attention, he flashed into a house that had not yet caught fire.
After a while, Yang Fan came out through the back window, and the fire in the room had already started.
Not long after, Yang Fan appeared at another fire site, splashed a basin of water on the blazing torch several zhang high, and then ran back with the wooden basin, killing two lone soldiers on the way to the pool.
After a while, the kitchen in the side courtyard also caught fire, and then a bucket of vegetable oil in front of Yang Mingsheng's bedroom fell to the ground and turned into a raging fire.
"Ouch, what's wrong, what's wrong" Yang Fan was scurrying in a panic, colliding with a person head-on, and fell to the ground together.
The man got up in a panic, it was Yang Mingsheng's little scholar Mu Ding'er.
Yang Mingsheng can't read now, can't handle official business, can't even drink tea, and his temper is becoming more and more weird, so Mu Ding'er doesn't have to wait for him these days, and his accommodation has also been lent to a criminal inspector, and he moved to the front house to live, and he just ran to the back house at this time.
Mu Ding'er said with a crying voice: "The assassin set fire and killed a lot of people, quickly put out the fire, quickly save Ah Lang Ah Lang's residence is on fire" "Hurry, hurry up and save Ah Lang out" Steward Liu appeared at the door of Yang Mingsheng's bedroom with a smoky face, and shouted with a crying voice: "Hurry up, save Ah Lang out."
At this time, most of the houses were wooden, which was easy to catch fire, Yang Fan poured a bucket of vegetable oil on the ground, and the fire was even more fierce, the fire was raging, sealing the doors and windows, and it was three or four zhang away, and it was far away from the heat wave, which made the skin hurt, who dared to step forward Steward Liu raised his hand to the sky and shouted: "Quickly save Ah Lang from 100,000 yuan, reward 100,000 yuan."
Money is a thing, you have to earn your life and spend your life, the assassin kills people everywhere, and now even many people in the Yang Mansion are hiding in Tibet, looking for their own way to survive, and a few family members around them pretended to splash a basin of water, put out the fire twice, and told them to rush into the fire house to save people, who is willing to everyone just didn't hear.
"Whoever saves Ah Lang out with one million dollars will be rewarded with one million dollars" Steward Liu was in a hurry, and he couldn't find his wife in the chaos, so he simply became the family and took out a heavy reward of one million dollars.
In the midst of the blazing fire, Yang Fan stepped forward: "I'll go" The servants and maids of the family looked at him together, only to "see" him standing in the eyes of money, with "open" on his head, "yuan" on his feet, "tong" in his left hand, and "treasure" in his right hand.
Steward Liu said excitedly: "Okay, okay, you save Ah Lang quickly, I will never break my word" Yang Fan snatched a quilt, and several servants next to him immediately brought a few buckets of water and splashed it on the quilt, Yang Fan wrapped the quilt soaked in water, ran a few steps, and threw himself into the fire: ask for recommendation votes: