Luo Zhaoyun held a horizontal knife in his hand and met dozens of masked gray-clothed warriors, and in an instant, there was a sound of weapons clashing, crisp and piercing, and a cold light curtain flashed. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Poof!

Soon, within a few rounds, a samurai was slashed by a blade, without armor, and was killed in an instant.

Although Luo Zhaoyun is better at spearmanship, he can come and go freely with an army of 100,000 people, but today's dating beauty, that kind of long weapon, inconvenient to carry, his sword skills are not good, a martial arts, and other skills can naturally be proficient, but he can't reach such a miraculous skill.

His martial arts background, at the level of strength, is agile, his footwork is also fast, his movements are flickering, and his sword is still at ease even if he is besieged.

Puff puff puff -

Blood splattered, and more than a dozen warriors have been slashed, either wiping their necks, or splitting their chests and arms, but these warriors are all ruthless characters, and no one screams out in pain, so as not to alarm the forbidden army and the guards of the Wuhou Mansion patrolling in the capital.

"Let's go together, fight quickly!" Someone in the back shouted anxiously, according to the patrol routine between the neighbors, their time was less than a quarter of an hour.

"Kill-" Luo Zhaoyun shouted, his voice rushing into the sky, echoing between the streets and alleys and the city, making the faces of many besieging warriors change greatly, and the tips of their knives stabbed at him together.

The horizontal knife is a special army saber in the Sui and Tang dynasties, and it is also the personal weapon of the ranger warriors, because this kind of knife, the width is about the same as the sword, the blade is also sharp, one side has a blade, one side is blunt, both suitable for slashing, suitable for straight stabbing, wrought iron outside, 100 steels inside, the quality is very good, not easy to break, in this era, the sword is just an accessory, the complex of literati and inkmen, not used.

Of course, some of the ancient Jianghu sword cultivation sects, they still inherit the habits of the ancient swordsmen, and the sword cultivators are mostly Jianghu people.

In the world, it was sword skills that were popular, not sword skills, and few people knew how to kill and kill enemies with superb swordsmanship.

Luo Zhaoyun wielded a knife to kill, his iron blood was ruthless, even if blood was sprayed on him, his face did not change color, because he had experienced the blood of the battlefield and was used to seeing too many soldiers killed

He is very fast, often three or two moves to solve a person, killing people like hemp, clean and neat, this is experienced by a person who has been in a hundred battles, more than a year of military career, large and small battles, so that he grows rapidly.

Even if these warriors are a group of dead soldiers who are not afraid of death, the murderous aura on their bodies is nothing compared to this killing god.

Boom!

There are two martial artists who have joined in, both of them have practiced martial arts, and they have entered the dark energy level, and their sword skills are sharp, and they have joined forces to besiege Luo Zhaoyun, causing him some trouble.

The rest of the more than thirty warriors were surrounded by the outer circle to prevent Luo Zhaoyun from breaking through and escaping; If you find him retreating and leaning back to him, he will rush up to make up for it, leaving him in the back of the abdomen.

Luo Zhaoyun is hot-blooded, but he has a lot of suspicions in his heart, he doesn't know who will send someone to deal with him, this group of people is obviously well-trained, and they are a little stronger than the elite of the army in the government, who has so much energy in the capital, and dispatches so many dead soldiers? Moreover, who did you offend, to the point of using a knife?

He can't care so much, he puts his heart sideways, and no matter which force the other party comes from, let's kill it first, the two dark warriors will attack him urgently, Luo Zhaoyun wants to break through as soon as possible, and the other party wants to besiege the city and ambush the task as soon as possible, so they are all fighting fast, and there is not much room for movement, this situation is very dangerous.

Luo Zhaoyun can also whistle Lu Ma to come over to help and take him to break through, but Lu Ma is not equipped with any protective gear, unlike when he is on the battlefield, he is fully armed and covered in iron armor, so that the war horse is easy to be hit by cold arrows, and it is easy to be cut off the horse's legs, so it will be scrapped.

Until the last moment, Luo Zhaoyun did not plan to sacrifice his beloved war horse in exchange for his escape, and now he can hold on, but when he is really in a desperate situation, he can only be ruthless.

This is not a question of a war horse, but a human feeling, he can't let go, more than a year of companionship.

In fact, the Luma was also circling around the periphery, neighing, and two samurai ran over to drop their horses again, but the Luma was fast, turned around and ran, and then waited for the samurai to turn around, and it turned around and came back, and several times it was eager to rush past the Savior.

"Phew!" In the melee, Luo Zhaoyun cut a hole in his arm, and blood gushed out, but he also took this opportunity to cut off the head of a dark martial artist with one sword.

The headless corpse spurted out a two-foot-high column of blood, and with the knife still clutched tightly in its hand, it fell to the ground unwillingly.

Another dark martial artist hesitated, Luo Zhaoyun seized the opportunity, rushed towards a weak crowd, brushed a few knives, slashed two more people, and rushed out.

"Stop him!" There was a vicious shout, speeding up.

"Ash!" Luo Zhaoyun roared, and the gray-white luma galloped like lightning, raising his front hooves and kicking the two warriors away.

Luo Zhaoyun spun and flew on the horse, grabbed the horse's mane, turned around and ran, these warriors were chasing behind, it was too late.

A cold arrow was shot, but Luo Zhaoyun slashed out a few backhands and swept the arrows away.

At the same time, a patrol guard rushed over at the corner of the street and alley of the Fang District, shouting loudly: "Who is fighting and committing murder here? ”

"I am General Luo Cheng, there is an assassin ambush, please all the soldiers, immediately arrest the murderer!" Luo Zhaoyun rushed to him and shouted loudly.

"General Luo Cheng?" The patrol was stunned.

"Not good, withdraw!" A leader shouted from behind, and the gray-clothed warriors immediately turned around and ran wildly.

The patrol led people to chase after them, but only a few gangsters stayed behind, swore not to surrender, and were stabbed to death with knives and guns, bleeding all over the place, and there was no way to live.

"General Luo, I'm frightened, I'll escort the general back home!" A pair of team leaders clenched their fists and said.

Luo Zhaoyun nodded and said, "Then thank you a few soldiers." He tore off a piece of cloth and wrapped his arm, it was just a skin injury, but he pretended to be very serious, affecting the situation in the capital and the pressure of public opinion, he wanted to attract the attention of the relevant departments of the imperial court, investigate the matter, and investigate the people behind the scenes.

Now that he is in the light and the enemy is in the dark, Luo Zhaoyun wants to find out the main messenger behind the scenes, and he will be more vigilant in the future, and then find an opportunity to retaliate back. (To be continued.) )