The two adults and Tuma and the killers they brought with them are really strong, although they have some drugs and lime in their bodies, they arouse their ferocity. Just now, the two killer teams rushed towards the guest room building, killing and wounding only a dozen secret guards. And after the formation of a chaotic situation of small encirclement, the combat effectiveness of these killers broke out.

The other five people brought by Tuma were similar in skill to Jiao Da, who was all dead. And the eight masked people brought by the two adults, although their kung fu is slightly weaker than that of the blood wolf, they are better than the number of people, and the lethality is also extremely amazing. Just when all the secret guards led by Li Hongniang rushed into the compound, it turned out that a total of seventy secret soldiers were almost half slaughtered by them. As for themselves, they all suffered some minor injuries and were generally fine.

Li Hongniang screamed, rushed to the killer on Tuma's side, and immediately confronted a double-knife assassin. The rest of the new forces made up for the dilapidated small encirclement, and the more fierce shouts of killing rang out again.

Song Zheng upstairs didn't care about looking at these, let alone thinking about why the killer knew that Wan Yan Yusheng was on the second floor. He hurriedly said, "Brother Zhu, go down immediately." When Zhu Jian heard the order, he immediately got under the bed, and through the hole between the first and second floors, he went down to Room C. 8.

In the outer corridor, the secret guard who used to set off the fireworks also held a knife in his hand, and kept slashing Tuma's hand on the edge of the corridor on the second floor, trying to prevent Tuma from going upstairs. However, Song Zheng knew that this secret pawn couldn't stop it for too long.

Song Zheng quickly drilled into Room No. 9 through the hole, and said in a low voice, "Brother Yan, go down quickly, the hole is under the bed in the corner of the first floor." ”

At this moment, two screams came from the stairs one after another, and Song Zheng could hear that it was the voices of Lei Wei and Dianwei. The second adult had already attacked the third floor and fought with Yuwei and Fengwei.

Wan Yan Yusheng gritted his teeth, "Wan Yan Yudu, as long as I have to get rid of it this time, I will teach you not to die well!" ”

Song Zheng couldn't let him talk nonsense anymore, got under the bed, removed the wooden block, and shouted in a low voice, "Hurry up!" ”

Wanyan Yusheng didn't dare to be hypocritical anymore, and hurriedly got into the hole. Song Zheng took his hand and let it fall on the bed in room No. 9. After Yan Yusheng fell, he hurriedly got out of bed and looked down at the bottom of the bed, and sure enough, there was a hole in the ground under the bed, about two feet in a square area and more than six feet deep. He jumped down and shrunk up.

Song Zheng put a jar bomb through the hole into the No. 8 room next door. It was here that a scream came from outside the corridor, it was the secret guard who had set off the fireworks. Song Zheng no longer hesitated and immediately lit the bomb.

Tuma, who had already jumped up to the second floor, kicked open the door of room No. 8 and rushed in after solving the secret guard. The light of the fire in the courtyard reflected in the room, and without saying a word, he rushed to the bed and slashed indiscriminately.

When I cut it, I realized that something was wrong. He lifted the shredded quilt, only to find that there was only one pillow inside.

Hit the trick! Tuma was startled, and at that moment, he heard a rustling sound and smelled the smell of burning gunpowder. He looked to the side, and a jar was placed there, and the line of fire had already burned to the mouth of the altar.

Not good! Tuma hurriedly retreated, about to jump out. Just then, the jar bomb exploded. The bomb was not very powerful, but it still set off a puff of air, lifted Tuma up, and flew out through the window on the side of the door. Splashes of porcelain slammed into Tuma's body, cutting through them, and one of them hit Tuma's right eye, instantly slicing his right eyeball and turning him into a one-eyed dragon.

Although Tuma flew out, he was also extremely fast. He knew that he couldn't just fall into the yard, and once he fell into the crowd, it would be difficult to kill him again. So, at the moment of his fall, he stretched out his foot to hook the railing in the outer corridor. With a strain on his waist, he fell back into the hallway. At this time, he was covered in blood, and a small mixture of black, white and red appeared in his right eye.

Tuma screamed, gasping for breath, pain and dizziness that forced him to rest for a moment. At this moment, he suddenly felt a little weak all over his body, and there was a itch from the chrysanthemum, which surprised him, thinking that he had been hit by some unknown poison. Where did he think that what he was in was Song Zheng's "I love iron drill bits" mixed in explosives!

Tuma rested for a while, and then went to room B No. 9 next door. He clearly remembered that the little jar was near the wall, and that it must have been lit from the next door. However, just as Tuma was about to take a step, he found that he had no weapons. It turned out that just when it exploded, the scimitar in his hand also flew out. Tuma looked around, picked up the steel knife of the secret soldier he had just killed, and rushed to the door of room No. 9.

He was about to break down the door when he heard a voice from downstairs, "Childe, come with me." He hurriedly tried to open his eyes wide, looked down, and saw a man in white jumping out of the No. 8 room on the first floor, slipping through the wall, running downstairs in the west wing, and running out along the side of the building. And a young man who was not very old was wielding a slender steel knife, leading the man in white forward.

Finish Yan Yusheng! Tuma saw the main master, and the fierceness welled up in his heart again. He didn't care about seeking revenge on the person who plotted against him, but took a sharp step and jumped downstairs.

The young man is naturally Song Zheng, and the man in white is Zhu Jian, who pretended to be Yan Yusheng.

It turned out that after Song Zheng ignited the altar bomb, he said to Ming'er, "After the altar exploded, if the explosives on the third floor were not implicated, you would go to room No. 8 next door." When I heard someone upstairs entering room No. 8, I lit the fuse! ”

After speaking, Song Zheng drilled through the hole in the ground to Room C-shaped No. 9 on the first floor. He bowed his head and said to Wan Yan Yusheng under the bed, "Brother Yan, hide your body, don't go anywhere." Without waiting for Yan Yusheng to reply, he jumped out, turned around and opened the door of room No. 8. As soon as Song Zheng waved his hand, Zhu Jian ran out. Song Zheng led him to the side of the West Wing and began to run along the wall to the outside of the courtyard. During this time, he looked up and saw that he was almost gone, but the horse did not fall, but went to his room. Ming'er inside was not his opponent, and in a hurry, he made a call.

Sure enough, Tuma jumped down and was about to rush this way. Li Hongniang, who had just left a hole in a killer, hurriedly stepped forward and stopped Tuma.

This scene in the courtyard was not seen by the two adults who were fighting on the third floor. After taking out the Thunder Guard and the Electric Guard, he was blocked by the Rain Guard and the Wind Guard. As soon as the battle began, it was in a state of desperate struggle.

On the stairs just now, although Lei Wei and Dianwei have good work, they are limited by the stairs, and the two of them focus on the moves of opening and closing, which are limited, while the double-headed swords of the two adults, who are known for their agility, are like fish in water. In just half a cup of tea, Dianwei was stabbed in the throat, and Yuwei was cut off from the lower abdomen by the double-headed sword, killing both of them. The second adult himself only left a three-inch-long and half-inch-deep opening on his chest, which was basically fine.

Now, in the corridor outside the third floor, the wind guard is attacking, and the rain guard is on the ground from time to time on one side to sneak up on a sword. The corridor is narrow, and the wind and rain two guards can't really form a two-on-one situation. Although Feng Wei's kung fu is the strongest among the four guards, he is not the opponent of the two adults. He had to use a lose-lose approach, fighting to the death, trying to block the two adults.

After more than ten moves, the two adults frowned. Time is now pressing, and since the battle has been fought for a while, and there are fires everywhere, it is likely that the garrison of Licheng will arrive. In this case, the assassination plan will not be successful! Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and rushed forward. The forked sword in his hand shook a few times, and then went straight to Feng Wei's throat.

Feng Wei stared at the two adults, not confused by their shaking tricks. Seeing the opponent's sword stabbing at his throat, he felt a chord in his heart, but instead raised his knife and pounced on him, and the tip of the knife recognized the opponent's left chest.

With a thud, the forked sword stabbed into Fengwei's throat. However, Feng Wei's knife did not stab the heart of the two adults. At the moment when the opponent's knife came, Erda lightly turned to the side, and the steel knife stabbed horizontally into the gap between his left arm and his ribs, cutting a gap of more than two inches deep on both the ribs and his left arm.

The two adults snorted and pushed Fengwei's corpse and crashed into Yuwei.

"Big brother!" Yuwei let out a sad cry, stepped forward, and stuck to the back of the wind guard, and the long knife passed over the top of the wind guard's head and slashed towards the two adults. The forked sword of the second adult suddenly exerted force, and the tip of the forked sword opened half of Fengwei's neck and stabbed into Yuwei's neck. Yuwei's knife fell weakly, and only his eyes opened angrily, telling the anger and unwillingness in his heart.

Due to the violent push of the two adults, the place where the bodies of Yuwei and Fengwei fell had already arrived at the door of room No. 8. He did not enter the house immediately, but drew his sword, gasped for breath, and cut another piece of clothing with his hand, bandaging his left arm and side. Due to the depth of the wound, blood was already pouring out. His left arm was incapacitated. On the side of the ribs, the knife wound was between the two ribs. The two-inch-deep wound had broken into the chest. He was thankful that he didn't hurt his lungs, and he should recover easily after a period of rest.

After the bandaging was completed, the two adults wiped a handful of sweat and were about to enter the house, but the door of the ninth room next door opened, and a young woman rushed out with a stool in her hand. The two adults knew that this woman was Wanyan Yuse, the sister-in-law of Wanyan Yudu, but she was at odds with the target of this assassination.

After Yan Yuse saw the bloody two adults, he screamed angrily, raised a stool and smashed it down. The second adult frowned, and his mind raced. This Wan Yan Yuse can't be killed, if she is killed, Wan Yan Yu is very likely to be angry with herself.

Thinking of this, he raised his sword and slapped it heavily on Wan Yan Yuse's stool, and the stool immediately jumped away. Then, he kicked one leg on Wan Yan Yuse's chest. Despite his efforts, Wan Yan Yuse was kicked out, hitting the wall at the head of the corridor at once, and fainted with his head on the wall.

The second adult snorted. Before entering, he glanced downstairs. This look made him stunned. (Hehe, a more sent down, the next chapter is still trying to be sent at nine o'clock in the evening)