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Zhao Liu hurriedly rushed in, ignoring that Shen Yanqiu was drinking tea, and hurriedly clenched his fists and said, "Wei Protector asked the lowly position to sue the Protector, there is a group of black-clothed people on Song Street who are besieging and killing General Yang - General Yang seems to be injured!?"

"General Yang, naturally it refers to Yang Zheng!"

Shen Yanqiu and Xiaoyue's faces immediately changed, and the teacup in their hands immediately fell, falling on the stone slab of the small pavilion, making a crisp sound of "clang", the tea soup splashed everywhere, and a faint fragrance of tea quickly rose.

"Sister, the bad guys are in danger, what should I do?" Xiao Yue stood up and said with a pale face.

"Quick, let's go to Song Street immediately!" Shen Yanqiu shouted coldly.

Xiao Yue answered, the two quickly out of the pavilion, today the two of them came on horseback, at this time the heart is in a hurry, and I don't care if anyone sees it, the body jumps up, drinks hard, and the two horses that sit down gallop towards Song Street.

Although the night on Song Street is also very cold, it is much warmer than the West Lake here, although there was a heavy snow some time ago, the snowflakes in the sky, so that the whole Hangzhou is covered with a thick layer of white, but the New Year is over, the warm sun is obliquely shining, melting snow and ice, and suddenly there is no sense of severe cold, not to mention that the population here is dense, businessmen gather, all kinds of lanterns are embellished, it will already make the air here warm, it is the few big trees that have been sleeping for a whole winter, and there are a few small leaves that stretch out in advance tonight, in such a quiet night, it looks very vibrant。

Compared with the desertion around, the field surrounded by several big trees is extremely lively, after a fight, the man in black seems to have not expected Yang Zheng to be so tenacious, fighting in turns, no matter how fierce his attack is, how tenacious the soldiers are, the other party seems to never fall, especially the one in his hand is even more ferocious, there is no sign of exhaustion, seeing that the six people were killed by the other party and the two men in black were not annoyed, the man in black had to take a look at Tie Xiaodie, who retreated outside the crowd, only she still has the strength to fight tonight, and he believes that although Yang Zheng is powerful, after such a cruel fight, even if he is an iron man, he should be tired at this time。

Tie Xiaodie could naturally understand the eyes of the man in black at the head, but she didn't expect that this young man in front of her, who had a delicate face and casually sang two poems and poems in the red sleeves, had such tenacious strength, and she was very surprised that the killer of the Yang family, who had trained for many days and had no low martial arts, suffered such heavy losses.

Nodding lightly at the man in black at the leader, it was considered to have agreed to his request, and the two knew in their hearts that this person was too tenacious to give him a chance to rest, if once the other party rested, he would not be able to kill the other party even if Tie Xiaodie joined the battle tonight.

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Therefore, the leader of the black men is in a hurry to let Tie Xiaodie join the battle, only in this way can he be sure to kill the other party.

Tie Xiaodie obviously understood the other party's intentions, so she didn't stay any longer, shouted softly, and swept her feet into the dark night sky, and then on a big tree behind Yang Zheng, a little more on her toes, turned around cleanly, raised the Pu knife in her hand, and slashed at Yang Zheng's back.

Knife skills sharp, unique vision, this knife seems to be careless, but it is extremely attentive, whether it is strength, angle, or moves, it is undoubtedly extremely accurate, and the knife is deep fast, ruthless, quasi-three key points, a moment of momentum like a rainbow.

Yang Zheng knew that the other party was the most powerful opponent tonight, so he didn't dare to be careless, on the side of his body, he met it with a backhand, and when he heard the sound of "dang", sparks were everywhere, in the dark night, Tie Xiaodie's body was as light as a wild goose, and his toes were lightly on the ground, and he floated lightly, Yang Zheng took a few steps, retreated, stumbled, and almost stood unsteadily.

"Kill!"

The man in black at the head had an extremely unique vision, and the moment the two separated, he saw Yang Zheng's breath chaotic, not as calm as just now, obviously tired.

"Do you also have times when you are tired—?" the man in black sneered, a trace of hideousness flashed in his eyes, and in this silent night, it looked extremely terrifying.

He is a real master and killer cultivated by the Yang family, and today he was entrusted with Tie Xiaodie to kill Yang Zheng, he thought that with more than a dozen of his brothers, he would definitely be able to kill Yang Zheng, but he didn't expect the other party's strength to be so powerful, more than a dozen brothers were killed, which made him surge with great hatred, and he must kill the surnamed Yang tonight.

After fighting for most of the night, he was already physically and mentally exhausted, if it weren't for his mental fortitude, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to support it now, and now he has received a fierce and unrivaled knife from Tie Xiaodie, and he has already consumed the only trace of strength left, and now he is the end of the crossbow, which is not an exaggeration.

But let him let the other party slaughter, that is absolutely unwilling, a man lives a lifetime, and would rather die standing than kneel to live, so the man in black who was listening to the word "kill!", Yang Zheng shouted fiercely, and the Pu knife in his hand slashed hard, and the knife flashed, and the sound of "decent" was heard, forcing the besieging man in black to take a few steps back.

Yang Zheng took a breath, his fingers were already a little numb because of the long-term clenching, and his arms were even a little sore, he knew that this was tired, and it was a sign of the loss of strength.

But even so, his hand holding the hilt of the knife did not relax in the slightest, but tightened it more than before, and only with a knife in his hand did he have the confidence to continue fighting.

Tie Xiaodie looked at him silently, she was a little surprised, surprised that this man obviously had no strength, his breathing was messed up, and he couldn't lift his arms, but there was no half of decadence in his expression, and the knife technique he swung was still vigorous and unabated, she was strange that the other party was already at the end of the crossbow, and her pressure should be less, but she felt that the pressure was greater than before, she didn't know why, only that this man with a beautiful face, as long as he didn't fall, the knife in his hand, the knife that was already stained with blood, and the killing intent。

"A tough man?" Fluttershy's dark eyes flashed.

Yang Zheng took a heavy breath, and after a long time he gently exhaled that fresh breath, and the feeling of tiredness immediately went to most of it, he squinted at Tie Xiaodie behind him, he was exactly looking at her knife, the knife light was shining, the blade was oblique, murderous, thinking of the other party's thunderous knife just now, he couldn't help but take a breath, he didn't know how many knives he could catch, maybe the next knife would kill him.

The silent night, because of this knife, regained the silence, and the slow night wind blew, blowing on the faces of the six people, cold and cold, but the six people did not realize it.

I don't know how long it stopped, the sound of "brushing", breaking the silence of the night, Tie Xiaodie raised the Pu knife in her hand, shouted, and slashed forward, like the light of the snow, slashed out the whirring knife wind, like the tide of the Qiantang River, swept in.

Yang Zheng didn't dodge, his eyes stared at the rolling knife waves, the waves rolled, approaching him with an indomitable momentum, he could almost feel the chill in the other party's knife waves, at this time he seemed to be a small boat drifting with the waves in the sea, and he was overwhelmed by the wind and waves at any time.

The knife light is getting closer and closer to him, he wants to raise the Pu knife to resist, but he has the strength, he wants to escape, but he can't move his feet, I look at the other party's snow-splashed knife light, listening to the sound of the air being cut by the blade, he sighed softly, knowing that he can no longer resist this knife, but is it just a human life, no, never, I would rather die standing than live on my knees. “

His heart began to beat, the blood in his body began to boil, he held Pu Dao's right hand, and suddenly tightened, and his dark eyes stared at Tie Xiaodie's crazy Pu Dao: "Come on, even if it is death, I will fight you vigorously!"

He began to raise the knife, began to inhale, his eyes narrowed slightly, his right foot took a step forward, and with a shout, the Pu knife in his hand slashed out, the movement was very slow, but it was very powerful, very domineering.

"Dang!"

In the silent night, the two snow-like knives collided together, making an extremely piercing sound, fiery and fiery, reflecting the faces of the two.

Iron Fluttershy took a step back, the second step, the third step-?"

Yang Zheng also retreated, the first step, the second step, the third step, the fourth step, the fifth step-?"

The silence of the night was once again restored, and only the sound of heavy panting, rising and falling with each other.

Tie Xiaodie stared at Yang Zheng motionlessly, her eyes full of surprise.

Yang Zheng gulped his breath, and the Pu knife in his hand was horizontal to his chest, also motionless.

"The surname Yang, your time of death has come-?" the man in black roared, his body jumped, and the Pu knife in his hand slashed out in the air, shining in shock.

Yang Zheng squinted his eyes and glanced at it, and on the side of his body, he dodged the first knife and retreated sharply with his body.

"Don't let him go—?" shouted the leader of the men in black who slashed through the air.

The other three black-clothed people heard the shouting and shouting, and they all waved their knives to kill, Yang Zheng dodged again, but the injured body was slower after all, the three Pu knives came quickly, he gritted his teeth, waved the knife to fight, clanging, a crisp sound, although Yang Zheng saw the opponent's knife momentum, but he had no strength, after all, he couldn't resist the crazy knife momentum of the three black-clothed people, snorted and sat on the ground, and stubbornly resisted the opponent's fight with his shoulder.

The blade cut through the clothes, then cut through the flesh and blood, into the bones, and the scarlet blood flowed down the blade, and the eyes of the three men in black showed joy, and the strength in their hands was even greater.

(From getting off the train to now, I haven't rested, I'm coding words, I haven't eaten yet, I have to say that I'm tired, especially people on business trips are even more tired, so I cheekily ask you how many monthly passes!)