It's late, it's fast. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info From the Turkic boy's order to draw his sword to Zhang Xinlian's fight against more than a dozen people, it only took two or three breaths, and there were only three people left in the Turkic boy's entourage between these two or three breaths. Seeing that Zhang Xin had arrived in front of him, although the Turkic boy was not shocked, he pulled out his scimitar with his backhand and swung the knife straight to the middle palace.

The Turkic boy's right hand had been abolished by Zhang Xin, and the knife was swung out with his left hand, making it twisted. The knife gesture looked quite bluffing, but in fact, it didn't have half the strength. Zhang Xin didn't even glance at him out of the corner of his eye, and when he casually raised his knee and hit it, the scimitar fell to the ground "as a long one".

At this moment, Zhang Xin's whole attention was on the last three Turkic men, and his intuition told him that the last three people were the three most powerful among the dozens of Turks. Although Zhang Xin was drunk, he did not have the slightest carelessness, and did not move forward recklessly, but picked his toes, and a scimitar scattered on the ground flew towards the Turkic guard in the middle. Although Zhang Xin picked it at will with his toes, but the knife was fast and urgent, the Turkic guards knew so much that they didn't dare to pick it up with one hand, when he sank down and fell from the horse, he exhaled and opened his voice, "drink", and he clenched the scimitar with both hands and slashed straight down, only to hear the sound of "dang chang", but he felt that the hand was fluttering and useless, and the Turkic guard was puzzled, but found that the scimitar turned around, and flew to the back of the guard next to him at a faster speed than when he came.

The Turkic guard who split the scimitar was shocked, and hurriedly shouted a reminder, but it turned out that Zhang Xin's original target was the person next to him, and the kick that picked the knife was skillful.

These three people are really not ordinary people, the guard next to them reacted very quickly after hearing the warning, and immediately turned around and slashed at the knife, "dang long" hit the flying scimitar. It's a pity that the guard didn't have time to hold the knife with both hands, and although he opened the flying scimitar with one hand, he also felt that half of his arm was sore and numb, and he was almost unconscious, and he almost couldn't hold the scimitar in his hand. Before the Turkic guard could be shocked, he heard his companion warn him, and hurriedly turned around to find a fist the size of a sand pot slowly enlarging in front of his eyes, and then hitting the bridge of his nose with a "bang".

Zhang Xin's punch was black and ruthless, first there was a "bang", followed by a "click", which was clearly the sound of the broken nose bone, and the Turkic guard instantly felt that he had knocked over the five-flavor bottle, and the sweet, sour, bitter and salty sour came up from his nose together, and the eyes seemed to have opened a dyeing workshop, red, green, purple, and green alternately appeared in front of him, and his ears seemed to have opened a water and land dojo, and the cymbals, drums, and gongs sounded in his ears again, and in an instant, he only felt that the sky was spinning, and he fell to the ground with a "plop".

The remaining two people were shocked together, who would have thought that it was just a face, and the three of them had gone to one of them, and the two scimitars swept at their waists. Although these two people were fast, Zhang Xin was faster, only to see Zhang Xin's waist twisted, and he fell to the ground with a "snap", and two scimitars just crossed his head, cutting off a strand of long hair.

Zhang Xin fell to the ground and braced his hands, and raised his left foot to hit the wrist of one of the Turkic guards, and the Turkic guard felt that the scimitar in his hand could not be grasped, and flew out, and Zhang Xin's right foot immediately followed, and the tip of his foot was on the man's chin. The Turkic guard only felt as if his jaw had been hit by a sledgehammer, and his upper and lower jaws were bitten together with a "click", half of his tongue was bitten off, blood gushed out from the corners of his mouth, and his whole body flew straight to a foot high with the force of Zhang Xin's kick, and then fell to the ground with a "bang", and he was unconscious.

At this time, the last Turkic guard already felt two trembling forces, and his heart was three points timid. The kung fu of these three people is only between them, how do they know that they will break the two of them with Zhang Xin, and this Turkic guard also knows that he is never Zhang Xin's enemy, but the matter has come to this, the noble Turkic boy is behind him, and he has to protect him no matter what, and when he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, he waved his knife straight forward, but he didn't want Zhang Xin to be bullied into his arms with an arrow step, and he smashed his elbow in his heart, and he felt that his eyes were dark, and his legs were limp and collapsed to the ground.

From Zhang Xin's kicking knife to the last Turkic guard, it was only two or three breaths, a total of just five or six breaths, these ten Turkic men lay down on the ground, and the Tang people inside and outside the main hall saw a man dressed as a peasant in the countryside, and in just five or six breaths, more than a dozen Turks were put down, and they all burst into loud cheers.

Although the Turkic boy saw that his entourage was all defeated, he was not afraid, but stared at Zhang Xin with scarlet eyes viciously, and cursed in Turkic language: "You Tang dog who has a mother and no father......"

Zhang Xin understood this sentence, and was filled with anger, what he hated most in his two lives was that someone talked about his father and mother, coupled with alcohol, his right arm was long, and his big hand stuck the throat of the Turkic boy like an iron hoop, and lifted him up from the ground, "Why don't you give me another word!" ”

Although the Turkic boy was choked by the neck, he was not convinced at all, "You bastard...... who has a mother and no father" Zhang Xin saw that he dared to say this, so he immediately grabbed his throat and lifted him up. The Turkic young man left his feet off the ground, and when he landed, he felt that he couldn't breathe, and his hands were desperately picking at Zhang Xin's thugs, but Zhang Xin's big hands were like iron casting, and he didn't move at all despite his strength to feed.

As soon as Zhang Xin lifted him up, he felt that this Turkic boy's neck was smooth, and he didn't even have an Adam's apple, and remembered his shrill voice before, and immediately reacted that this was actually a Turkic girl in men's clothes. He suddenly hesitated a little, and put him down with a slight looseness in his hand.

The Turkic girl landed on her feet, and immediately took a big breath after resuming her breathing, and then scolded viciously: "Dare to treat me like this, and your father's family will die...... Before he could finish scolding, Zhang Xin grabbed her throat again and lifted him up. Originally, Zhang Xin didn't want to be like a woman, but after listening to her insulting her parents again and again, he immediately put away that little pity and cherished jade, and raised her without hesitation.

The Turkic girl seemed to be hanging, only feeling the slightest bit of strength pulling away from her body, holding Zhang Xin's big hands with both hands and struggling desperately, her legs "banged" on Zhang Xin's body, but she couldn't shake Zhang Xin's iron-like body at all. Zhang Xin's brain had long been filled with alcohol and anger at this time, staring at the bloodshot eyes as the girl in mid-air struggled to get weaker and weaker, but there was no relaxation in his hands, seeing that the Turkic girl was about to die......