When he was only more than ten feet away from Leng Xianghui, Yang Fengqing grabbed the Baiyun Divine Horse, turned around and glanced at Chongye, who had tended to be silent, and then looked at Chongye's group of subordinates who were stunned in place: "What's the matter? That waste is so badly injured, aren't you going to take a look? What if there is still salvation?"

There is a yarn saved, and anyone who looks at it can know that the heavy master is dying.

However, Yuan Lao was also the most powerful pharmacist in Chiyuan City anyway, so naturally he would not watch the heavy master who was in the same group as them die like this, at least in the eyes of others.

His steps were quite brisk, and there were few old people his age, and even fewer people could walk like him.

A group of people from the Heavy Iron Dart Bureau also hurriedly ran to Chongye's side, surrounded Chongye, and looked at Yang Fengqing with an unkind face.

Yang Fengqing didn't kill them, he wanted to see how many people were hostile to him.

"Old Yuan, please save my father!"

A man in the heavy iron dart bureau who was a circle younger than the heavy master clenched his fist and forcefully removed his eyes from the heavy master.

Yuan Lao knew the situation of the heavy master from a distance, but he still had to do what he should do.

"The old man will do his best. ”

He took out some herbs from the hands of the accompanying guards, and his fingers quickly clicked, and I don't know how to dry the herbs and scatter them into powder and fall on the wound of the heavy master.

After a few breaths, the powder dissolves in the red sea of wounds.

Those horrible wounds visibly stopped the bleeding, and then he crouched down beside him and reached out to pinch the left side of his neck.

Nothing, shook his head: "Master Chong's injury is too serious, I'm afraid it's difficult to persevere." ”

"Father!"

The man fell to his knees, weeping bitterly.

Yuan Lao straightened up and looked at Yang Fengqing, who closed his eyes and enjoyed Qiu Zitong's careful plucking of his ears: "At a young age, his heart is so cruel, and the method of killing is even more despicable, the old man has lived for so many years, and it is the first time he has met him!"

"Not to mention Yuan Lao, who has always been committed to saving people, even boy, I often wander in the market, and I have never seen such a despicable person!"

"Do any of you know how he injured the forefoot of his mount?"

"I don't know, but it must have been his hands and feet! The heavy master's mount is the 'Bat King', his body is as light as a bat, and he can run hundreds of miles every day, how can such a situation occur. ”

"Such a vicious person, please work together to kill him here!"

Shao Chenghao's complexion quietly changed, and his eyes swept over all the people besieging Yang Fengqing.

Yang Fengqing, who had his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, held the handle of the knife with a gust of wind in his palm, raised it to the same height as his shoulder, and threw it at Yuan Lao, who was the last to speak: "If you want to kill me, rush up!"

Whew-

The long knife brought up a phantom and flew towards Yuan Lao, who didn't expect that in this case, Yang Fengqing would dare to take the lead in attacking.

He is an ancient old man, even if he moves faster than an old man of the same age, but even a young man can't dodge Yang Fengqing's attack, let alone him?!

For the first time in so many years, Yuan Lao felt the cold breath of death, and he screamed in fright and sat down on the ground: "Save me!"

The people around didn't understand what Yang Fengqing was going to do at first, until Yang Fengqing threw out the long knife and realized that he dared to take the lead in attacking him when it was so unfavorable to him, and he was angry and shouted in unison: "Vertical son dares! Protect Yuan Lao Zhouquan!"

"Brute, give me death!"

"Let's get on him!"

People who are not hostile to Yang Fengqing can't help but shake their heads, it is so rigid and easy to break, Yang Fengqing has such a strong personality but can survive until now, which can be said to be a miracle in their cognition.

"Which family is he, even the prince doesn't dare to solve this matter by adding fuel to the fire. ”

"No matter which family he is, it is impossible for him to escape in the midst of more than a thousand people now!"

"Although many of the wealthy clans in Chiyuan City have left, and the north gate is still being attacked by the Changshan army, no one can do it except for the current emperor and some heads of wealthy families. What's more, now he is alone in front of more than a thousand Hao clan guards who are rushing towards him with weapons in hand, and there is no one in the world who can go uninjured under such circumstances, and he is very likely to die!"

There were different shouts from the crowd, and if you listened carefully, weren't they all women's voices? And the content of the shouts was nothing more than "Childe be careful." "Don't. "Ahh

"General Shao!"

Without Shi Feizhang to make a sound, Shao Chenghao let go of the arm that was pressing on Shi Feizhang when he saw the movements of the group of people, but when he wanted to make a sound, he led people up, and was silent again, because Yang Fengqing waved his hand at him.

Everyone saw Yang Fengqing's movements, and they also knew who Yang Fengqing was doing such actions to.

There was a lot of laughter in the crowd, and if you look at their expressions, you can understand how sarcastic they are about "Yang Fengqing, who is so arrogant".

Everything that happened among them was very fast, and Yang Fengqing's long knife flew in front of Yuan Lao.

In front of Yuan Lao, the people of the Heavy Iron Dart Bureau led by the son of the Heavy Iron Dart Bureau stared intently at the long knife.

If there are careful people, they can find that when Yang Fengqing waved his knife at them, their eyes were full of murderous aura when they stood in front of Yuan Lao. But as the long knife approached in the blink of an eye, their bodies invariably fell backwards.

At this point, even if they wanted to retreat, there was no way to retreat.

"Stop the long knife and rush over and kill him!"

The son of the China Railway Dart Bureau roared, not only to boost his own morale, but also to his subordinates.

"Yes!"

Wow –

There was a crisp cutting sound, followed by the sound of a weapon piercing into the human body and screams.

Puff puff –

"Ahhh

The guards who ran towards Yang Fengqing heard the screams so densely, looking at the sound, as if there had been a rehearsal, their front feet came sideways, and they all stopped their bodies.

My head was fixed in that direction, and I wanted to turn it around, but I couldn't.

The sneering and mocking expressions that had been constantly in the four directions of heaven and earth froze at this moment, and then quickly dissolved, and the corners of many people's eyes jumped wildly.

is a person who has never been difficult to Yang Fengqing, and his eyes are opened to the maximum at this moment.

The woman is really a magical creature, and some women who usually faint at the sight of blood are full of excitement at this time. His eyes shifted from the miserable heavy iron guards to Yang Fengqing, and many of his bodies were trembling.

On closer inspection, their trembling was somewhat different from the frightened trembling of the men, for their legs were pressed in unison into the middle, causing deep folds to appear in the middle of their skirts.

"This—this—"

Shi Feizhang pointed to the location of Yuan Lao with his right hand, knowing that Yang Fengqing was not his enemy, but his teeth were chattering.

Shao Chenghao knew that Yang Fengqing's personal strength was far beyond his reach. But-a few feet away, the seemingly light throwing the knife away, actually cut more than ten guards of the heavy iron dart bureau in half, what kind of terrifying realm has this arm strength reached?!

The Yuzhou soldiers who could see what Yang Fengqing was doing inadvertently tightened their weapons.

Yuan Lao looked directly at the tip of the knife, which was only a few inches away from him, and the corners of his eyes were bleeding because the eyes were too big.

The most unlucky is still the son of the heavy iron dart game, after thinking about the lightning and flint, he thinks that standing in front of Yuan Lao is not only safe, but also can get Yuan Lao's gratitude.

But he never imagined that the long knife that looked not strong and threw out easily could penetrate more than a dozen guards in one go, and stabbed into his body with a knife.

His smile that didn't know what good things had come of was not hidden, whether it was his current appearance or his father's death, that smile was particularly ironic.

"Die!"

With a loud shout, more than 100,000 people, no matter which side their butts were sitting on, suddenly came back to their senses.

Looking at the god-like figure, he had drawn his spear on the other side of his mount.

Those wealthy guards who wanted to besiege Yang Fengqing rushed the fastest and Yang Fengqing was not far away.

They think that only by rushing fast can they have merit to be fished, but they don't know that they are not fish and meat that they rush over, and they are not swordsmen.

The spears waved, and those people didn't have time to raise their weapons to block, only to hear the snorts of close contact,

"Huh!"

"Run!"

"Please don't kill me!"

Thousands of people Yang Fengqing naturally couldn't kill them all in one go, leaving behind dozens of corpses with open skin on their chests, and there was no one within two feet of Yang Fengqing's sides.

Shaking his head to the left, the people gathered in the alley and the guards who had escaped screamed and retreated sharply.

Shaking his head to the right, he looked at the same scene as in the alley on the left, where some children and people were slammed into the crowd in front of them and fell to the ground.

They screamed and screamed, but the people in front of them could not care so much, and they squeezed back more and more.

Where people fell, the number of people who fell skyrocketed, and the sound of broken bones and heart-wrenching screams made the people around them creep.

Yang Fengqing turned his head, and the hundreds of surviving guards of the Heavy Iron Dart Bureau did not run.

It's not that they don't want to run, it's that many of them have wet crotches at this time. And even if you have the strength to run, there is nowhere to run, the people on both sides are still leaning against each other, and the rear is the Yuzhou soldiers who are not good-looking.

"General—the general spares his life!"

"We just do what we are told, and we have no intention of going against the general!"

"We are willing to obey the general's dispatch and defend Chiyuan City together!"

It's really smart, and the last sentence allowed them to pick up a life.

Yang Fengqing pulled the reins, and when the Baiyun Divine Horse turned around, Leng Xianghui and his party, who were originally only more than ten feet away from him, had already retreated more than ten zhang away.

But even with a distance of more than ten zhang, the crowd still couldn't stop backing back a little again.

Beigong Astuteness and Leng Xianghui, who were at the forefront side by side, suddenly stood out, the two of them originally looked at Yang Fengqing's eyes were a mixture of hatred, murder and fear, and there was no one on either side, only horror was left in their eyes, and they hurriedly retreated, which was very funny.

"Drive!"

The Baiyun Divine Horse walked towards Leng Xianghui and his party, and they retreated again. One rode facing more than 100 carriages and more than 2,000 people, but it was the more than 2,000 people who retreated, this strange scene seemed so reasonable because of everything before.

Ordinary people who had no way to go up to the second floor of the restaurant before, no one can know what they think at this time, but this scene will definitely accompany them for the rest of their lives.

"Long live the General!"

The crowded people stopped crowding, and the people who looked at Yang Fengqing were stunned, and they all looked at the place where the sound came from. I saw that on the second floor of the restaurant on Yang Fengqing's right, a man who should be only fifteen or sixteen years old leaned out his right arm and kept swinging.

He looked at Yang Fengqing's gaze, which was the ultimate fanaticism.

Shao Chenghao couldn't slap himself in the mouth, and raised his right arm: "The general is mighty!"

Thousands of horsemen raised their arms together and shouted: "The general is mighty!"

When they shouted for the second time, Shi Feizhang looked left and right, and his subordinates were shouting along.