At this moment, two people quickly came from the direction of the hill, and the speed was by no means beyond the reach of a warrior. Fools know that He Jian and they are finished, and it must be an assassin who comes. The guards were startled and hurriedly shouted: Master go quickly. Four of the guards reflexively approached the assassin to block it, but one of them grabbed Lingwu and left without saying a word. After about two minutes, several screams were heard from behind, and the Assassin chased after him. Lingwu was left with only one guard and himself.

It's a long story, but it's only been about ten minutes since the assassination at the foot of the hill began. Lingwu was actually only four thousand meters away from Hongning City now, and as long as there was three or five minutes, they would be able to run to the bottom of the city, and at that time, no matter how bold the assassins were, they would not dare to chase after them. But now the two of them had no way out, and the two Assassins were blocking their way and out, one behind the other.

Lingwu looked coldly at a sturdy assassin in front of him, and asked angrily, "Cousin Justice, why do you hate me so much?" Do you want to put me to death? The assassin on the other side was stunned, he didn't expect Lingwu to know his identity.

"I underestimated you, but I guessed that it was me. But it doesn't matter, what if a dead man knows it's me? ”

"Isn't it a guess, isn't the samurai who died just now the one who has been by your side for a long time? Who can command him but you? ”

"It's smart, but what's the use of being smart? It's not that I hate you, it's that you shouldn't have come to this world in the first place."

"Aren't you afraid that my father will know? If you kill me, will he let you go? ”

"Of course not, he'll kill my whole family. But don't worry about me, you're the one who will die. You little kid and a warrior, in front of me, a great samurai and a samurai, do you think you still have a chance to live? He won't know I killed you. Don't blame me, if you want to blame, blame why you were born in the Zhao family," Zhao Zhengyi said hatefully.

"My lord, someone is coming over there, so fast. Could it be a general," the other assassin whispered suddenly, his voice visibly trembling slightly. It turned out that as soon as Lingwu saw so many warriors coming to assassinate him, he immediately contacted his grandfather, and Zhao Wu immediately rushed out of the city.

"Fuck, it turns out that you want to delay the time and wait for the rescuers, kill them quickly" Zhao Zhengyi angrily swung his knife and slashed at Lingwu, and the guards next to him rushed up to protect him. But in front of the two, the last guard only blocked two knives, and let Zhao Zhengyi fall to the ground with a knife in the neck. The two assassins were also in a hurry, and directly slashed at Lingwu at the same time, one stabbing Lingwu in the chest and the other at Lingwu's head. Lingwu dodged the samurai's stab sideways, and with a wave of his saber in his right hand, he blocked Zhao Zhengyi's long knife. only heard a crisp sound, Zhao Zhengyi was stunned with a half-truncated knife in his hand, and the knife was actually cut off by Lingwu with a single sword. Seeing this, another assassin next to him hurriedly rushed forward and slashed at Lingwu's neck with a knife, but the knife suddenly turned midway and stabbed Lingwu in the chest. Lingwu blocked the air, hurriedly leaned back, and narrowly dodged the knife. The warrior was clearly too anxious, perhaps too nervous, and the knife was so hard that his center of gravity was unstable and he fell forward. Lingwu seized the opportunity, and the blade of his right hand slammed upward, disemboweling the warrior from his lower abdomen to his chest. Lingwu himself was also thrown to the ground by this person, Zhao Zhengyi was overjoyed when he saw this, and stabbed the two people on the ground with the broken knife. Lingwu turned over, rolled on the ground, narrowly escaped, Zhao Zhengyi slashed again, Lingwu hurriedly raised his knife to block, Zhao Zhengyi pressed down, Lingwu lay on the ground, his hands were supported upward, and the two were deadlocked together.

After all, Zhao Zhengyi was an adult in his thirties, and Lingwu was only a child who was more than six years old, and he saw that Lingwu was about to die under Zhao Zhengyi's knife. At the critical moment, Lingwu once again condensed a trace of spiritual sense and stabbed it into the other party's mind, and Zhao Zhengyi shouted, his hand was loosened, and the broken knife fell to the ground. Lingwu took the opportunity to fly up and kick him far away, and he also turned over and stood up.

At this time, Zhao Wu had already rushed to Lingwu, looking at the child in front of him, Zhao Wu knew that he was his son, but he didn't dare to recognize it. The white robe had turned blood-red, and his face was covered with blood, but the bloody saber in his hand was extremely familiar.

"Lingwu, what's wrong with you? Why is there so much blood" Zhao Wu felt like his heart was being torn apart by something.

"Dad, I'm fine, the blood was shed by someone else, grab the assassin" Lingwu walked towards the assassin with a knife. Zhao Zhengyi stood up early, his eyes were as crazy as a beast, and he actually waved the short knife used to protect himself and rushed towards Lingwu: "I'm going to kill you, this scourge." ”

In front of a general, his action was no different from suicide, Zhao Wu flew up, he was kicked more than ten meters away, fell to the ground with a thud, and couldn't get up for a long time.

"Are you Zhao Zhengyi?" Zhao Wu couldn't believe it: "Are you crazy? How dare you kill my son? ”

"Hahaha, why? The Zhao family is mine, why do you want to give it to him? If you dare to fight with me, I will want him to die. ”

"I think you're really crazy, when did the Zhao family become yours? You don't even want brotherly affection for this? If you did such a thing, you were the one who released the poisoned arrow. Why did my Zhao family come out with such a beast as you" Zhao Wu's face was full of bruises, and his hands were clucking.

"Dad, they have ten warriors, and I'm afraid that a hundred of my guards are all dead" Although Lingwu experienced the bloody battle at the bridgehead last time, he was so close to death, and the guards died so many and so miserably, they hadn't seen it before, and their voices trembled a little when they spoke.

"Don't be afraid, Lingwu, it's all my father's carelessness, there won't be anything like this again, I will make them pay." A large number of guards had arrived behind him, and Zhao Zhengyi still wanted to fight hard, but the guards rushed up and instantly knocked him to the ground.

"Stop, don't kill him, can't let him die like this, find out who instructed him" Lu An shouted through gritted teeth beside him.

A large group of people and horses appeared outside the east gate, carrying a person and galloping over, Zhao Wu hurriedly stepped forward, bowed down and said, "Father-in-law." I didn't know how to say it.

"Hmph" Zhang Yuzhang ignored him at all, and asked coldly: "Lingwu, did you hurt you?" ”

"Grandpa, I'm fine. It's just that all a hundred of my guards are dead. Ten assassins came, at least all of them samurai" Lingwu was very uncomfortable.

"It's all because my grandfather didn't protect you, Lingwu, you're covered in blood, are you really not injured?"

"No, it's all someone else's blood. Grandpa rest assured. ”

"Come on, I want to see who ate the leopard gall and wants to kill my grandson, Lao Tzu is going to destroy his whole clan" This time it really hit his sore spot.

It was about four miles from here to the pond, and all the way were the corpses of the guards, many of whom were fatal with a single knife. Lingwu checked one by one, and saw a guard lying on the ground, with a knife on his back and blood all over his body. Everyone turned him over and took a look, and Lingwu recognized him as He Jian, who was desperately blocking the assassin, and everyone found that he hadn't lost his breath yet, but had just fainted. Everyone hurriedly carried him to Lord Zhang, Zhang Yuzhang carefully examined him for a while, and said, "This person is still saved, let the doctor give him medicine." ”

Not far ahead, Lu An cried: "Brother, you died so miserably!" "It turned out that Lu Ping blocked three samurai by himself, and was stabbed in the chest, back, and neck, and died quite miserably, and he also desperately slashed the head of a samurai. Lingwu took Lu Ping's hand, thinking that Lu Ping was guarding him every step of the way, he couldn't help but cry.

Zhang Yuzhang blushed and didn't say a word, and everyone didn't dare to speak, after checking the scene. The brigade retreated silently into the city, and no one dared to make any noise except for Lingwu's low crying along the way, and everyone felt an unprecedented anger fermenting and about to explode.