Wu Song attacked Yelujun by surprise, and the movement was not small, which naturally attracted the attention of some people. At the top of the Taiji Palace, Xiao Yun, who has always been dignified and quiet, couldn't help but show surprise, and exclaimed in surprise, as if her heart stopped at this moment.

Yelu Jun looked at the scene in front of him, and thought hatefully, it is really cheap for you to let you die so easily, if you don't die, I will let you suffer like Yelu Linrou, a cheap woman.

The tip of the gun is only a few inches away from Wu Song, in the eyes of others, the speed of this gun is extremely fast, but in Wu Song's eyes, it feels several times slower.

He threw out the Pu knife in his right hand vigorously, and there were only a few afterimages as fast as he heard a scream, the gun-wielding palace tent army closest to Wu Song, with a Pu knife stuck in his chest, fell stiffly, and the iron gun in his hand had not yet been released.

Taking advantage of the pause of these breaths, Wu Song leaned back, bent his knees downward, trying to avoid the stabbing iron spear, he bent over quickly, but for some reason, when he was halfway bent, his body suddenly paused, with a shocked expression on his face, and he stared at his chest tightly.

"Hah, kill him." With Jerry Jun's schadenfreude cursed.

An iron spear pierced Wu Song's left shoulder, and the blood quickly flowed out, and Wu Song was also in great pain, almost not screaming. But his eyes were not in any hurry, but showed joy and a little thoughtful.

The other palace tent soldiers saw that they missed a blow and wanted to withdraw and prick another shot. Wu Song had already thrown out the other knife in his hand, and the direction of the tip of the knife was Yelujun.

Wu Song's strength was not blown, the blade was like a meteor, and it flew towards Yelujun fiercely.

Yelujun had seen this meeting, and before he could retract his smile, he shouted, "Quick, come quickly, save me!" "My legs almost went limp.

The prince's words, the palace tent army will not listen, and will hurriedly take back the iron spear and return to save Yelujun. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wu Song grabbed the iron spear head and pulled the tip of the spear deep out of his left shoulder. Rao is Wu Song has strong endurance, and he can't help but let out a roar.

He grabbed the head of the spear that was still bleeding and pulled it back hard, and the palace tent army fell forward, and the iron gun in his hand was also taken off.

Wu Song flew his legs and kicked directly on the man's head, accelerating the speed of his fall, "boom", his head collided with the bluestone floor, making a terrifying collision sound, and he was already full of blood, and he was also a vegetative person when he saw that he was not dead.

Wu Song didn't even look at him, looked at the palace tent army who came back to save people, and shook the iron gun in his hand vigorously.

Those palace tent troops who rushed back easily pushed away Wu Song's Pu knife, but before they could react, an iron spear had already stabbed at them. The man at the front was in a hurry, but he could hold back the spear.

The mighty thick armor, like tissue paper, did not stop the iron spear in the slightest, and the head of the spear passed through the three men, and the steaming blood was left on the tip of the spear on the back of the last man, and the three of them fell without even groaning.

In an instant, the palace tent army was in chaos, and the eyes that looked at Wu Song were full of fear. Wu Song would not let go of this opportunity, he pulled out a small dagger from his boots and rushed forward with an arrow step.

When someone else's spear stabbed him, he leaned against the barrel of the spear and deceived him into front of them, and with a seemingly casual pull of his hand, a bloody mark was left in the man's throat.

He was like a lone wolf breaking into a sheepfold, and the dagger in his hand was a tooth, and a single slash left a corpse. This kind of skill of using daggers to kill people in close quarters was learned by Wu Song when he first joined the organization in his previous life, and he was naturally familiar with the road, and these palace tent troops who only knew how to charge into battle were his opponents.

Wu Song didn't entangle, he used the dagger in his hand to quickly fight his way out of the palace tent army.

Looking at Ye Lujun, who was constantly retreating and his face was full of horror, the corners of Wu Song's mouth were crooked, and his smile was very hideous. Yelujun kept retreating, and actually hit a coiling dragon pillar behind him, and his body couldn't help but pause, and by the time he reacted, it was already too late.

The cold dagger was pressed against his neck, and Wu Song's cold voice sounded, "Be honest, otherwise I wouldn't mind giving you some blood." ”

Yelujun wanted to move again, but when he heard this threat, he couldn't help but feel furious, he remembered Wu Song's various "evil deeds" in the past, and knew that he was not joking, where did he dare to move, and his body froze straight there.

Those palace tent soldiers also stopped, holding iron guns, surrounding Wu Song, but they didn't dare to step forward.

Wu Song glanced around and said to Yelujun, "Your Highness Yelu, you are a smart person. You should know what to ask your subordinates to do. ”

Yelujun was indeed a little flustered when he was first caught by Wu Song, but when he calmed down, he was not so scared, "Hmph, Yelusong, don't play this game with me, will you let me go if I do this?" Everyone, listen to me, ah-"

Before Yelujun's words could be spoken, he let out a scream like killing a pig.

The dagger in Wu Song's hand quickly slashed across his arm, and then put it back on his neck, a cut oozing blood, wetting his arm, "Yelujun, don't be embarrassed, believe it or not, I can let you cut hundreds of knives before you die, and each knife is more painful than the other." ”

"I believe, you, lay down your arms, ah—quickly."

Yelujun screamed miserably as he ordered the palace tent army to put down their weapons.

Sure enough, as Wu Song expected, a person like Yelujun, as long as he scared him and gave him a little hardship, he would obediently comply. He's not the kind of person with bones.

Next, there were more people than Xiao Gan, and the palace tent army of Yelu Dashi's men and horses all put down their weapons, all because Yelu Jun was in Wu Song's hands.

The door of the Taiji Hall was also opened, Wu Song handed over Yelu Jun's to Xiao Gan, and made a simple bandage for himself, his left hand and left shoulder were a little injured, and he ignored the critical situation just now. Now that the situation has eased up, he feels a hot pain.

While he was bandaging, Wu Song felt a faint fragrance coming from his nose, and his cold gaze raised, "Empress Chengde, your subordinates are injured, forgive me for not being able to get up to salute." The tone was also cold and cold.

Xiao Yun looked at him with pity, she just saw that Wu Song was injured and couldn't care about anything, so she rushed over to see him, ignoring the strange eyes of other people, but what made her uncomfortable was that Wu Song would be in this tone.

She instantly felt empty in her heart, and smiled reluctantly, "General Yelu is polite, you came to save me just now, mourning the family, I haven't had time to thank you, a little trauma medicine, talk about respect." ”

"Thank you." Wu Song took the porcelain vase and replied expressionlessly.

The two were speechless for a moment, but they were not separated, as if they had a thousand words, but when they came to their mouths, they swallowed them in their stomachs.

At this time, Xiao Gan walked over, he didn't seem to know anything about Wu Song and Xiao Yun, there was no difference on his face, he just said to Wu Song with an anxious face, "Brother Yelu, there is some trouble over there?" ”

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