The cold rain is coming to the city, and the cold wind is like a knife.

As the night covers the sky of Chang'an City, the lights of thousands of homes are lit up in thousands of streets and alleys, until they spread to the end of the field of vision.

Chongrenfang, Investigation Division.

When the dusk drum sounded, the wolf guards returned to the yamen one after another, and saw the three chief officials who came out together, all raising their hands and saluting.

Zhang Xiang walked in the front with a goose knife hanging from his waist, holding an oil-paper umbrella into the rain curtain, still arranging things in the division:

"Yunlin, the envoys of the Northern Qi Dynasty arrived in Chang'an in the middle of the month, according to the news reported by the small ones, an apprentice of the Northern Qi National Master accompanied him, I think I also heard about the Holy Lord's selection of the Ten Martial Warriors, you go to contact Situ Huyu and Tang Jiu, lest someone provoke and no one will accept the recruitment, which will damage the face of the saint......"

"Don't worry, Zhang Tou'er, the age of the surnamed Zuo is only twenty, no matter how powerful the master is, he can't go anywhere, Chang'an City Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, don't worry about no one to deal with it......"

The two commanders walked in front, and Zhang Tingbao, the leader of the Tianwei camp, and another leader followed behind, helping to hold the umbrella.

Zhang Tingbao was originally a beggar in the market, but he was later favored by Zhang Xiang and brought back as an apprentice, which can be regarded as a godson.

Hearing the conversation between the two bosses, Zhang Tingbao pressed the Yanling knife to show some movement, and said:

"Dad, why don't I go and meet the barbarians of Northern Qi then?"

Zhang Xiang shook his head: "Martial artists have to learn to hide Feng, this kind of showy thing is not suitable for us to do." ”

Zhang Tingbao was a little disappointed when he heard this, but it was also expected.

As a small yamen under the Internal Guard Mansion, the Investigation Department is strictly speaking only the emperor's imperial guard, but the direct boss of the Investigation Department is the son of today, and his spies and hidden piles are all over Dayue, and any news can bypass the three princes and nine kings to reach Tianting, which is the falcon in the hands of the Son of Heaven.

The position is not high and the weight is high, and he naturally has to be low-key, and this kind of limelight will naturally not let him go.

During the discussion, the four of them walked to the vicinity of a house in Chongrenfang, which was the residence of Wolf Wei, and Zhang Xiang and Liu Yunlin also lived here.

As the spring rain continued and it was night, the alley was a little dark, and the raindrops slipped from the edge of the umbrella bones and dripped on the bluestone floor tiles, making a crisp 'da-da' sound.

Zhang Tingbao lived nearby and was about to say goodbye first, but Zhang Xiang, who was walking in front, raised his hand to stop his steps, his ears moved slightly, and he looked at the corner of the alley in front of him.

Zhang Xiang was originally born as a secret guard and a dead soldier, and because of the Iron Eagle Hunting Deer, he had already become famous all over the world, and his martial arts were definitely the highest among the four.

The deputy envoy Liu Yunlin was selected from the army, and Liu Pingyang, the imperial lieutenant of the dynasty, was a distant relative, and his martial arts were slightly inferior, but he was by no means mediocre, so he paused almost at the same time and put his hand on the handle of the Yanling knife.

Zhang Tingbao and the other leader didn't notice anything unusual, but they had already guessed a few points from the reactions of the two, their faces were slightly gloomy, and they stood in place.

Rustle Rustle –

In the darkness of the night, only the sound of rain was left in an instant.

The four core figures of the Investigation Department dressed in black pressed their waists and knives to their waists, as if there were suddenly no living creatures in the alley.

Zhang Xiang looked at the corner of the alley in the distance, rubbed his fingers lightly with his left hand behind his back, and said:

"He Fangxiao, come out and speak."

Zhang Tingbao was raised by Zhang Xiang, and he knows the movements of his father-in-law very well - only when he encounters difficult characters, he will rub his fingers, of course, not because he feels tricky, but because he feels itchy.

Thinking of this, Zhang Tingbao's face showed a little caution.

The most powerful person in the Investigation Department is definitely not Zhang Xiang, there are three people at the same level as Zhang Xiang alone, one has an intelligence network and no one knows who it is, and the other is walking the world to shock the rivers and lakes, not counting Jia Gonggong and others in the secret guard behind him.

But Zhang Xiang can serve as the external face of the Investigation Department, needless to say, his skills are not to mention, and his 'gossip knife' is famous all over the world, which can make Zhang Xiang feel difficult, at least it is also a famous party on the rivers and lakes.

The words rang out in the dark alley, and there was silence around the corner of the alley ahead.

The four of them waited quietly for a long time before the faint sound of footsteps sounded, stepping on the stagnant water on the bluestone floor tiles, revealing a figure.

Dressed in a cloak and a hat, he held an ordinary iron sword, the blade of the unreflective sword was painted black, and his face was covered with a face scarf.

The rain slid down from the black blade, and the blade did not rise and fall in the slightest while walking, and this 'steady' strength alone was not something that ordinary Jianghu guests could do.

Seeing this dress, Zhang Tingbao suddenly knew in his heart that he was another one who came to seek revenge.

Ten years ago, the iron eagle and the deer, the heads of the Jianghu people who died in the Investigation Department can be said to be piled up, although the Jianghu people said that they would take revenge, but they definitely did not dare to go to the emperor for revenge, and the other secret guards did not know their identities in secret, so the only enemy who could be found was Zhang Xiang.

Speaking of which, the chief officer of the Investigation Department is a position with a black cauldron, thousands of blood and hatred, even if Zhang Xiang is fast, it is impossible to really 'slaughter ten thousand people', 10,000 pigs are placed there for him to kill, and he can cut the knife into the mouth.

can be the emperor's confidant, naturally he can't explain anything to the people in the world, and he doesn't need to explain anything.

Zhang Xiang glanced up and down, and said in a deep voice: "He Fangxiao is small, report your name, and save the trouble of verifying your identity afterwards." ”

The clothed swordsman stood motionless in the alley, raised his head slightly, and did not speak.

Da-da-da-

Raindrops slipped from the umbrella bones and blades and shattered on the stone bricks.

There were five people standing in the alley, but there was no sound of breathing.

The oppressive atmosphere spread, Zhang Tingbao held the umbrella handle tightly, and after a long time, he finally couldn't help it and took a deep breath.

Sa –

It was at this moment that the wrist of the clothed swordsman flipped the blade, driving the raindrops that slipped above, and the raindrops shot out.

Sassy –

The sword blade followed, silently crossing the distance of Zhang Yu, and the blade of the sword stabbed at Zhang Xiang's throat like a dragon exploring the sea.

Boom –

The four wild goose knives were unsheathed at the same time, and the cold light appeared in the dark alley.

The stone bricks under Zhang Xiang's feet instantly cracked, and then flew forward.

There are only four Yan Ling knives, but in the narrow alley, they are like a hundred knives coming out together, and the blades are like waves, unstoppably pressing towards the clothed swordsman.

"Ahh

Ding Ding Ding –

In the blink of an eye, dozens of sparks burst out in the sky.

The swordsman in the cloth was like a dragon flying phoenix, with one enemy and four, the swords were staggered and almost splashed with water, and more than a dozen sword traces appeared on the walls and ground on both sides in an instant.

"Tang Jiajian!"

Zhang Xiang stabbed three times in a row, but he was almost pierced through the heart by a sword, and recognized that the move used by the swordsman was a family heirloom of the Tang family in Youzhou.

The clothed swordsman didn't say a word, and only two swords picked up the Yanling knife in Zhang Tingbao's hand, if it weren't for Zhang Xiang's timely rescue, Zhang Tingbao would have been sealed with a sword.

Liu Yunlin frowned, seemingly encircled, but he quietly slowed down Zhang Xiang.

The target of the swordsman in the cloth seemed to be only Zhang Xiang, and he didn't care about the other three at all, the sword went in and out of the rain, and the move stabbed Zhang Xiang everywhere, and he actually had a little upper hand.

There is no chance for a master to exchange a hundred moves and then roar two voices, one or two moves are enough to divide life and death.

But in the blink of an eye, a bloody wound appeared on the chest of one of the leaders who followed.

Zhang Xiang's blade ghost split the blade in time, and he tried to pull away the leader of the wolf guard, but he also revealed a flaw.

The swordsman's eyes narrowed slightly, seizing this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and the sword blade stabbed at Zhang Xiang's heart.

"Daddy!"

Zhang Tingbao, who had just withdrawn a few steps, saw that his face changed suddenly, and he rushed forward and wanted to block the sword, but unfortunately it was impossible for people to run faster than the sword.

The tip of the sword of the swordsman in the cloth was in the heart of Zhang Xiang.

Ding—

The tip of the sword pierced into the robe, but it made a crisp sound of gold and iron clashing.

After the tip of the iron sword in the handy of the clothed guest pierced into the placket of the garment, it was difficult to save it, and it was violently broken out of an arc, and then it collapsed into two sections.

Zhang Xiang's eyes were indifferent, he had been assassinated openly and secretly for many years to block the knife of the saint, how could he not be prepared, for the sake of a subordinate to be able to show his flaws in a hurry, and he underestimated him Zhang Xiang too much.

Smack-

At the same moment when the iron sword broke, Zhang Xiang slapped out with his backhand, and the force sank with his sleeve and made a loud noise.

When the sword broke, the swordsman in the cloth secretly said that it was not good, and forcibly retreated to dodge, but was still slapped on the shoulder.

Bang –

The palm leaves on the robe suddenly bulged up like a hedgehog, and then the whole person was slapped out.

The other three were not idle, Liu Yunlin had just approached, and it seemed that he had taken out a knife, but three black poisonous needles were silently thrown out of his sleeve and directly stabbed into the ribs of the clothed swordsman who blocked the knife with a broken sword.

The swordsman in the cloth was shocked out of a distance by a palm, fell on the bluestone floor tiles and slid out a few steps, his body bounced up like a cloud, and without hesitation, he threw the broken sword at Zhang Xiang who was chasing after him, turned around and jumped on the wall and disappeared.

"Chase!"

Zhang Xiang split the broken sword, and the four of them jumped onto the wall at the same time, chasing after the rising and falling figures in front of them.

Liu Yunlin's eyes were cold, and he snorted against the back of the clothed guest: "This poisonous needle blocks qi and blood, Xue Yi can't carry it with all his kung fu practice, and this thief can't run far." ”

Although the fight was only a blink of an eye, Zhang Tingbao was already drenched in sweat, his face was pale, and he said:

"Who is it? Martial arts are really powerful......"

Zhang Xiang frowned, except that he knew that he was using the Tang family sword, he didn't see what his identity was, and waved his hand and said:

"You two go back to treat your injuries first, and Yun Lin and I can chase after you."

"No!"

Zhang Tingbao paused when he heard this, and watched the three figures chasing back and forth disappear between the lighted houses......