Zhang Jun'er was annoyed that the dart protected by the Zhenshan Dart Bureau was robbed, and he was angry that he had lost face, this time he brought all the good players who had followed him for many years, but the guards on Chu Haoyu's side were all martial arts masters, and the two were not at the same level at all. Moreover, Zhangjiabao and the others seem to be fierce, but how can they be compared with the battle-hardened blood guards? The strong murderous aura, the pride of indifferent life and death, the people in Zhangjiabao who watched it were shocked, especially the formation of a battle array, even if the people in Zhangjiabao were forced to retreat step by step, and the eyes of the people who saw the wind and rain building were straight.

With a wave of his hand, he slashed over a head, Meng Haikuo raised his step and slashed out again, completely handing over the flanks to his comrades, and his comrades did not live up to Meng Haikuo's trust, swinging his knife to block a long sword. The battle formation of the three of them was like an unstoppable spear, rampaging between the heroes of Zhangjiabao, and the place where they passed was bloody.

Zhangjiabao is a hero on the green forest road, but in the face of the blood guard who is not afraid of death, some people are afraid of it, and the opponent is like a sharp blade and a war machine, not afraid of life and death at all, so that the people of Zhangjiabao feel invincible and timid.

Meng Haikuo was not only a veteran of a hundred battles, but also a master of martial arts, and immediately noticed the change in the enemy's momentum, and shouted: "Kill!" ”

In the cold shout, the blood guard shouted at the same time: "Kill!" ”

Although the voice was not loud, it sounded like a muffled thunder in the hearts of everyone, especially the murderous aura contained in it, which made many people change color, including Zhang Siping and Zhang Jun'er.

Zhang Siping came from the troubled times, and he had seen the tragic atmosphere of the confrontation between the two armies, and his life was as cheap as mustard. With this killing, Zhang Siping seemed to see the scene of the army charging into battle again, especially thinking that only one or twenty people could send out this kind of momentum, Zhang Siping felt a trace of fear in his heart.

Zhang Jun'er was also frightened by this killing cry. Although he is a domineering person, he is a person with a high mind, and he can feel the murderous aura and pride in it, and he knows that he really stabbed Lou Zi this time. Thinking so in his heart, the knife in Zhang Jun'er's hand was also half a beat slower, and Zhang Siping seized the opportunity to say: "Brother Jun'er, do you see it, this momentum is definitely a veteran of a hundred battles, and if you can have such a guard, I am afraid that you are the son of the top gate valve." Brother Jun, you just listen to my brother's persuasion and stop it. ”

After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Jun'er finally made a decision, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll make amends with the second brother another day and withdraw." In the midst of the shouting, Zhang Jun'er turned around and wanted to leave, but he never thought that Meng Haikuo would attack with a knife, and shouted: "Dare to raid my son-in-law, how can it be so easy to leave, eat me with a knife." Before anyone arrived, the sharp qi machine had locked Zhang Jun'er, making Zhang Jun'er's face change again.

Zhang Jun'er never thought that a guard also had such a high level of martial arts, especially the murderous aura in it, Zhang Jun'er had only felt it in his own old man, perhaps, the old man did not have such a heavy murderous aura. In the face of such a character, Zhang Juner didn't dare to escape, it was completely self-defeating, so he could only raise a knife to meet him.

Meng Haikuo's knife didn't have any fancy, it was just a simple chop, but the condescending momentum was in full swing, Zhang Jun'er hurriedly followed the knife, and his face was red, and the whole person was split back a few steps, leaving two rows of clear footsteps on the ground. However, it was not over, with the power of the shock of the blow just now, Meng Haikuo's body was raised a few points, and he slashed down with another knife.

Staring at Meng Haikuo's horizontal knife, Zhang Jun'er finally had a trace of fear in his eyes, he didn't doubt the killing intent in it, if he couldn't stop it, he was afraid that he would really have to move his head. Taking a deep breath, Zhang Jun'er tried her best to calm herself down, and then gathered all her cultivation on the long knife and faced Meng Haikuo.

The fast horizontal knife was a hard hit in an instant, and the dull sound was like the trembling of a long knife, and it was like Zhang Jun'er's uncontrollable trembling, and finally he spit out a mouthful of blood with a snort and fell down.

Seeing Zhang Jun'er fall to the ground, Meng Hai's wide eyes were full of surprise, as if he couldn't believe that Zhang Jun'er was so vulnerable. The order he got was to capture Zhang Jun'er and not kill him, but he was just angry that he robbed his master and wanted to teach him a lesson.

At this moment, Zhang Siping was also a little surprised, his face was full of disbelief, but seeing that Zhang Jun'er's breath was getting weaker and weaker, he couldn't help but step forward and shouted with concern: "Brother Jun'er? ”

Zhang Jun'er opened her mouth as if she wanted to speak, but her head tilted and she was out of breath, and her eyes stared straight at Chu Haoyu, who was dressed in white.

Sensing the abnormal movement outside, Chu Haoyu finally stepped out of the carriage. One step landed on Zhang Jun'er's side, Chu Haoyu bent his knees and paused, stretched out his finger and put his finger on Zhang Jun'er's neck, as if to find out if he was dead, and wanted to know why he was like this. However, Zhangjiabao and others did not think so.

Seeing their young master die in the hands of Meng Haikuo, the people in Zhangjiabao were furious, and some frantically pounced on the blood guards, even those who were ready to flee, and their faces changed several times and rushed forward with their knives.

Zhang Yidao can become the chief scoop of Jiangnan Green Forest Road, relying not only on a quick knife, but also on his ferocity and even cruelty, but anyone who commits it in his hands will be injured if he does not die. Zhang Jun'er, as Zhang Yidao's only son, is now dead, and if they follow Zhang Jun'er to flee for their lives, they are afraid that the family will not be able to escape Zhang Yidao's poisonous hands.

Out of fear of Zhang Yidao and anger towards Chu Haoyu, there were two people who swung their knives at Chu Haoyu, only attacking but not defending, and the momentum of not killing Chu Haoyu and not stopping, but before anyone arrived, several crossbow arrows had already pierced his chest, and he fell to the ground.

After carefully inspecting Zhang Jun'er's injuries, Chu Haoyu got up and said, "Leave two alive." ”

Although the people in Zhangjiabao were angry, their skills were not as good as others, if it weren't for Chu Haoyu's desire to leave a few live questions, he was afraid that the whole army would be wiped out, and this scene was too different from what the people in Fengyulou thought, and the eyes that looked at the blood guards one by one had changed, and they were obviously more in awe.

Personally captured the last Zhangjiabao gang, Meng Haikuo clasped his fists at Chu Haoyu and said: "The last general failed to capture Zhang Jun'er and ask the son to punish him." While speaking, Meng Haikuo knelt down on one knee and saluted.

Chu Haoyu waved his hand disapprovingly, and said lightly: "This matter has nothing to do with you, get up." Sweeping over the three Zhangjiabao gangers, Chu Haoyu was silent for a moment and opened his mouth to say: "Three questions, as long as you answer one, this general will protect your life, even if Zhang Yidao is there in person." ”

When Chu Haoyu's words fell, the expressions of the three of them immediately became different. The middle-aged man on the far right looked like a master in a scribe's suit, and there seemed to be a hint of intention between his rolling eyes, but he looked at Chu Haoyu with some suspicions, he should be afraid of Zhang Yidao's murderous name. The man in the middle had a gloomy face, although his face did not change at all, but Chu Haoyu could see the desire to survive in his eyes, and he didn't want to bury Zhang Jun'er, but the thin old man on the far left was still soaked with blood on half of his body, and then stared at Chu Haoyu with hatred on his face, if it wasn't for the meridians being controlled, he was afraid that he would pounce.

Seeing the expressions of the three of them, Chu Haoyu didn't talk nonsense, and asked directly: "Who told Zhang Jun'er that this king robbed the Zhenshan Dart Bureau?" ”

The Zhenshan Dart Bureau took over the dart of the He family caravan, and the second commander of the Heavenly Thorn was hiding in the He family caravan, so Chu Haoyu would stop the He family caravan, but this matter was secret, and it was not at all known to Zhang Jun'er, but Zhang Jun'er just intercepted Chu Haoyu, thinking that he was getting the guidance of the Heavenly Thorn Rebel, and he was afraid that Zhang Jun'er's death was also related to the Heavenly Thorn Rebel, so as to blame Chu Haoyu and lead Zhang to make a move.

No one answered this question because the three of them really didn't know, and Chu Haoyu could see what they were thinking through the changes in their eyes. Not disappointed, Chu Haoyu smiled at himself and opened his mouth to say, "There are still two questions left, two people." ”

Chu Haoyu's words were very plain, but he listened to the hooked nose and frowned slightly, narrowed his eyes slightly, and unconsciously glanced at the old man on the left, as if he was a little jealous of him. At this moment, Chu Haoyu continued: "In the past two days, what special person has Zhang Jun'er seen? ”

Although Chu Haoyu did not find out the cause of Zhang Jun'er's death, he also guessed that someone had placed a ban on Zhang Jun'er's meridians, and he usually couldn't detect it, but once he was stimulated by an external force, he would explode and directly break Zhang Jun'er's heart, but this kind of prohibition was very clever, and it would take a lot of effort to think about it.

Looking at Chu Haoyu, the middle-aged master and the hooked nose both showed thoughtful expressions, while the old man on the left looked disdainful and stared at Chu Haoyu fiercely.

Suddenly, the middle-aged master seemed to think of something, opened his mouth but closed it, as if he was hesitant to say it.

Seeing the expression of the middle-aged scribe, who didn't know what he thought, but to everyone's surprise, Chu Haoyu didn't say anything. Eagle Hook Nose also saw the middle-aged scribe's expression in his eyes, let out a cold snort in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "Last night, the sixth prince was in a bad mood, and he went out to look for flowers and willows alone, and he didn't return all night. Now that he opened his mouth, the hooked nose no longer had any scruples, and he glanced at the thin old man and continued: "We don't know where the sixth prince went, but Lu Sanye was ordered by the old man to protect the young master and secretly followed. ”

glaring at the hooked nose fiercely, the thin old man said coldly: "Qi Baishui, you are dead." By the end of the words, the thin old man had already closed his eyes, looking like he was going to kill and scrape.

Seeing the thin old man's expression, Chu Haoyu was a little amused, shook his head and smiled: "Since this son wants to save his life, Zhang Yidao is not qualified enough." You go back and tell Zhang Yidao that the person was not killed by Ben Gongzi, if he has to take revenge, he can go to Jinling to find Ben Gongzi within ten days. ”

Suddenly, the thin old man suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Chu Haoyu in surprise, as if he couldn't believe that Chu Haoyu had let him go so easily. Chu Haoyu ignored him, looked at the middle-aged scribe, and said lightly, "You can also go." ”

Looking at Chu Haoyu, the middle-aged scribe was also a little surprised, and blurted out: "Me? Seeing Chu Haoyu nodded, the middle-aged scribe not only did not have any joy but looked panicked, Zhangjiabao was extremely powerful in Jiangnan martial arts, even if Chu Haoyu let him go, he would not be able to escape Zhangjiabao's pursuit. After hesitating for a moment, the middle-aged scribe kowtowed to Chu Haoyu and shouted: "Son, please be merciful and save the little one's life, and the little one will be a dog and a horse to repay the son." ”

Zhang Yidao is famous but he can't get into Chu Haoyu's eyes, and whether to save or not is between Chu Haoyu's thoughts, but when he heard the words of the middle-aged scribe, Chu Haoyu was disgusted in his heart, and with a wave of his hand, a guard immediately dragged him down.

The old man surnamed Lu did not leave, but stared at Chu Haoyu with hatred and said, "Okay, on the tenth day, my Zhangjiabao will definitely rush to Jinling." Staggering to his feet, the thin old man picked up Zhang Jun'er's body and left.