Chapter 578: The Son of the Second Hero
Chapter 578: The son of the two heroes
Under the siege of the five masters, coupled with the interception of a master, Peng Zhou managed to survive.
If he hadn't been hungry and physically unbearable, he might not have been so embarrassed.
But! If he had just eaten and his stomach was full? He's probably been beaten to the point of throwing up.
In a word! The battle was too intense.
The coachman blocked the end of the road to the gate of the Wei Guogong, the tall and emaciated masked boy blocked the end of the road to the crossroads, and in the middle were four archers desperately fighting.
No matter where Peng Zhou fled, someone intercepted him.
Obviously! The tall and emaciated masked boy and middle-aged coachman meant: let the four archers drain his physical strength first. And then! Let's get your hands dirty again.
What if these six people worked together? Maybe Peng Zhou is dead.
Because! He had no weapons in his hands.
Maybe the other party overestimated his ability, and the masked boy and the middle-aged coachman didn't do it themselves.
Seeing the other cat's playing style of rats, Peng Zhou's heart was a little better.
Good! That's what you want!
If the six masters were to fight together and fight quickly, he might have died.
As long as you don't go together, as long as Lao Tzu delays for a while, Lü Buwei's rescue will arrive immediately.
But? The minutes passed, and there was no movement at either end of the street.
What about people? What about the dead soldiers of the Mo family invited by Lü Buwei? Why haven't they shown up yet? Didn't Lü Buwei say? These people followed him right and left?
No way! You can't count on the Mo family to die! Lao Tzu has to save himself!
"There it is!"
Suddenly! Peng Zhou remembered! I have to run to the carriage! On the carriage, there were also bows and arrows of four archers. As long as he has a weapon in his hand, Lao Tzu has a chance to fight back. If he captures the opponent's weapon, Lao Tzu will be able to fight back completely.
Isn't it just these four archers? After the competition just now, he knew in his heart: in addition to their great strength, these people have ordinary martial arts. Of course! A master is a master. But the masters of their level can still break through each in front of them.
As long as you run desperately to open the distance, it will no longer be a siege by the four masters, but a one-on-one heads-up.
So! Peng Zhou is still confident.
Entangled with his opponent first, and when the opportunity came, he suddenly ran wildly and ran directly to the luxury carriage. Reaching out and lifting the curtain, he was about to check where the bow and arrow were placed when a short knife stabbed him.
"Ahh Peng Zhou instinctively screamed in fright.
Originally! There was also a man in the carriage.
But! In a panic, Peng Zhou still saw clearly: the other party was an injured person, lying in the carriage.
After being frightened, Peng Zhou made a move. Grab the opponent's wrist with one hand and prevent the opponent from stabbing again. One hand slashed diagonally and smashed down.
"Ahh The other party couldn't withstand his thunderous blow at all, and he died on the spot with a scream.
After seizing the dagger, before he could get the bow and arrow in the carriage, four archers had already rushed over.
Peng Zhou grabbed the roof of the carriage and went directly to the roof of the carriage. And then! With a short knife in both hands, he stabbed one of the unsuspecting archers in the neck from above.
"Poof!" A successful blow kills the archer.
Then land on the ground and pick up this archer's machete.
With weapons, it's just a matter of one, two, three, and the other one is cut down.
One more quick run to pull the distance away. Outcome! One of the archers came over and turned heads-up.
It is conceivable that this guy was abolished again.
The remaining one, after slapping the god of the flute, still pounced. The result is conceivable: a few rounds of things, and a small life is lost.
"Hahaha!" Cutting off the masked boy's four subordinates, Peng Zhou couldn't help laughing.
Now that he has a weapon in his hand, what is he afraid of?
"Up!"
"Up!"
Then! The middle-aged uncle of the coachman and the tall, emaciated masked boy shouted almost simultaneously and pounced.
It happened so suddenly, and before they could come to their senses, four of their men were killed.
It's horrible! The opponent is too strong!
Nima Di! It's so powerful without a weapon in your hand, but if you have a weapon in your hand, you still have it?
No wonder! The invincible Go's two heroes in the world died at his hands.
No wonder! Daddy and Erxiong, who were so conceited, died at his hands.
The martial arts of the middle-aged coachman uncle and the masked boy have been taught by him just now. It's just that! He didn't have a weapon just now, so he couldn't fight it. The two didn't entangle with him, they just blocked him.
At that time, if these two people had been together, Peng Zhou should have died.
Fortunately, his reputation was so good that neither the masked boy nor the middle-aged coachman dared to act rashly, so he let the four archers consume his strength first.
Right now! Although Peng Zhou has a weapon in his hand, after all, the other party is two masters. And! This middle-aged coachman seems to be the master of the masked young man, and his martial arts are stronger.
After more than a dozen rounds, Peng Zhou was in danger.
Good at this time! The guards came out of the mansion of the Duke of Weiguo. Peng Zhou ran towards the guard, and the guard blocked the middle-aged coachman. After he was able to get out, he came over to confront the masked boy.
After dozens of rounds, Peng Zhou had to serve: the strength of the masked boy!
This masked boy is not only surprisingly strong, but also quite good at martial arts. Although there is no comparison between Ge and Erxiong, it can also be compared with Ge Daxiong.
When he competed with Ge Daxiong, Peng Zhou won by luck. And today, as you can imagine! He wasn't so lucky.
But! The opportunity still came.
Under the siege of the guards on the Patriotic Mansion, the middle-aged coachman was finally defeated and died under the knife. When the masked young man saw that his master was dead, he was heartbroken and panicked, and he gave Peng Zhou a chance.
Peng Zhou was not soft at all, and swept with a knife, like cutting a melon, and cut off the masked boy's head.
At the end of the battle, tired and hungry, Peng Zhou lay on the ground on the spot.
"Pengzi! Pengzi! Brother Peng Zhou! You? You? ……”
Lu Buwei ran over at this time, and when he saw Peng Zhoulai on the ground, he shouted anxiously.
"You? Why did you come? I almost died! Peng Zhou looked at Lu Buwei with some complaint and said.
"Where? Where? Am I not? After I learned about the situation, I told Wei Guogong, didn't Wei Guogong send guards out immediately? You don't look at it either? These are all the personal guards around Wei Guogong! ”
Also! For a master of the level of a middle-aged coachman, the general escort will only send him to death.
A little bit of a leopard, visible! The strength of the guards around Wei Guogong!
"Pengzi! You cow! ”
"Pengzi! Your strength puts us to shame! ”
"Pengzi! You are invincible! ”
"Pengzi! Teen Hero! ”
The guards on the Weiguo Mansion surrounded them one by one and said to Peng Zhou, who was lying on the ground.
Peng Zhou glanced at everyone and said, "I'm hungry!" I don't have any strength left! ”
"Let's go! Go back to drinking! Lü Buwei said.
"Wei Guogong has invited Peng Zi!" Just then, someone shouted.