Marshal Yue's question was too heavy for Chen Sheng to answer. What's more, the current situation is definitely not suitable for exploring the issue of human nature. Looking closely, I saw that although there were only five of the thirteen murderers left, there was no doubt that the martial arts cultivation of the last five people was very high, far above the previous eight. They worked together to break through, and although the large number of samurai around them were large in number and well-trained, they did not seem to have outstanding masters, so they could not be stopped no matter what. Therefore, in just a few moments, the five thirteen murderers had already escaped into the night sky and were never to be seen again.

Having lost the enemy they should pursue, the large number of warriors did not retreat, but poured into Yuefu at the same time. The leader was a tall man with wide robes and large sleeves. He stretched out his hand and pointed at Chen Sheng, who was also dressed in night clothes, and shouted, "There is one more of the thirteen murderers here." Protect Marshal Yue and kill me! ”

The cheers continued. At least two hundred crossbows were aimed at the direction where Chen Sheng was at the same time, and then they fired violently. The wide range of coverage also enveloped Yue Fei's father and son. What annihilated the Thirteen Murderers? They basically want to take the opportunity to shoot Chen Sheng and Yue Fei's father and son here, and then put all the blame on the thirteen murderers. Sure enough, it's a good plan to kill people under the pretext of a name.

There was the Song generation, and the army paid the most attention to bows and crossbows. According to the "History of the Song Dynasty", it is recorded that "there are more than 16.5 million crossbows and crossbows made in the year-old crossbow courtyard, and more than 6.2 million yellow birch and black lacquer crossbows made in Zhuzhou." Not only in quantity, but also in variety. In the book "General Essentials of the Martial Arts" alone, there are four kinds of bows and twelve kinds of crossbows. Among them, the most well-known is the "Divine Arm Bow". Within 100 steps, you can penetrate a double layer of iron armor. In the early years of the Southern Song Dynasty, Han Shizhong, one of the four generals of Zhongxing, improved it and called it "the bow of defeating the enemy". In the first battle of Huang Tiandang, Han Shizong relied on his geographical advantage and this enemy bow to break 100,000 golden soldiers, which can be called a powerful world.

Such a militaristic weapon has always been strictly forbidden for anyone to hide it privately. Even if Yue Fei, Han Shizong and other famous Zhongxing generals with great military achievements are found to have this kind of bow and crossbow hidden in their homes, then they can immediately be charged with "rebellion", and it is guaranteed that no one in the world can overturn the case for them. However......

At this moment, this group of warriors who were hidden in the houses around Yue's Mansion and did not appear immediately when the Thirteen Murderers appeared, but they showed Chen Sheng and Marshal Yue's father and son more than 200 enemy bows that they had not used against the Thirteen Murderers before, and launched them without hesitation. In the roar of the breaking wind, more than 200 crossbow arrows were as fast as lightning, and they were shot densely all over the world. The lethality is no less than that of heavy machine gun fire.

At the moment of lightning, Chen Sheng closed his eyes, and then opened them again. The dark eyes changed suddenly, changing to a red and a blue day and a month. Suddenly, in his eyes, these more than 200 arrows flying like lightning suddenly hovered in mid-air, and no longer moved forward in an orderly manner. As a result, all of their flight paths can be seen clearly, and nothing is missed.

So in the next moment, Chen Sheng raised his breath, stepped forward, and swung his fist. "Fire Rain Cover"! The strength of the fist changes from one to two, two to four, four to eight, eight to sixteen, sixteen and then thirty-two. In an instant of a snap of a finger, the thick and condensed flame fist was divided into thousands of pieces, and it was like a torrential rainstorm rushing towards the face. The artistic conception of "rain" in the boxing move shows its subtlety and mystery under this blow.

The speed at which time passes has never changed. All changes only occur in Chen Sheng's own subjective consciousness. In the eyes of onlookers such as Yue Fei's father and son, Chen Sheng was just a punch. Then thousands of lines of fire were born from his fist, and they shot back at the rain of arrows on the opposite side. In the blink of an eye, each line of fire collided with a crossbow arrow with unmistakable accuracy. The line of fire may seem loose and dim, but not particularly dazzling. However, the innate power of separation from fire contained in it can completely burn the crossbow arrow in just a breath. It makes no difference whether it is a wooden arrow or a steel arrowhead. They all miraculously vaporized and disappeared, as if they had never existed in this world. At the same time, there were an equal number of lines of fire that silently streaked through the night, impartially, just in time to collide with the group of samurai with bows in their hands. Or, more strictly, the heart on the left side of their chest, opening a hole about the size of a pencil, and that's it. And then......

Gone. More than 200 lines of fire have all disappeared. Along with it, there is an equal number of hearts. The chest suddenly became empty, and the more than 200 elite warriors couldn't even hum half a sound, and they collapsed, never moving.

said to be an elite samurai, but in fact, it is divided by the standards of the god domain, and it is only at the level of a 2-star competitor. Even if you kill two hundred at once, the gains you get are not worth mentioning. However, in his own eyes, it was actually a trivial measure, and in the eyes of others, it seemed enough to make them feel terrified. The leader of the group of samurai, a tall man in a wide robe and big sleeves, had stiff fingers, and the knife in his hand fell to the ground with a "jingle ~". He subconsciously stepped back, looking like he wanted to turn and run away. However, as soon as he withdrew half a step, a cold feeling that was cold to the bone marrow immediately wrapped around his neck like a poisonous snake, making him dare not take another half step, and he didn't even dare to breathe too hard.

It wasn't a viper, it was a Heavenly Demon Blade. The Heavenly Demon Blade, which was as soft as a ribbon, was tightly wrapped around the man's neck at this moment. And the hilt of the Heavenly Demon Blade was naturally held in Bai Qing'er's hand. She smiled coquettishly, "Be careful, don't move." Otherwise, your neck will hurt. ”

Chen Sheng put away his fists and said, "Qing'er, Old Madam Yue, are they all safe?" ”

"It's all safe. Because there's my sister over there. Bai Qing'er pursed her mouth and said, "It's really boring to stay in the cellar." Anyway, those who should show up and those who shouldn't show up have all jumped out now, so they asked their sister to help them change their positions. That's right, and Juque too. It was really bad for him to arrange that kid to be a sentry. ”

"Senior Sister Bai, it's not a question of whether you're bored or not. I'm really not fit to be a spy. Juque stepped from the other side of the house, dragging the other with his hands. There were a few fresh blood stains on the placket of his coat, indicating that he had just experienced a battle that might have been short-lived, but no less intense. He casually threw the person who was knocked unconscious by himself to the ground, and then habitually knelt down on one knee to Yue Fei Yue Yun and his son, and said in a deep voice: "Subordinates, see marshal, young general." ”

In the Yuejia army, Juque is just a minor officer under Yang Zaixing, and his position can be said to be extremely low. However, he belonged to the Beiwei Army, and Yue Fei's familiarity with his own pro-soldier army could be said to be incomparable. What's more, Juque drove the war horse into the school field that day to disrupt the situation. Although Chen Sheng and the others got out smoothly, in fact, Yue Fei and Mr. Zhuge and others were also relieved. Therefore, seeing Juque again now, Yue Fei couldn't help but feel very happy in his heart. He stepped forward to hold up Juque with both hands, and said with a smile: "Now that I have left the army, I am no longer a marshal." Brother Que, you don't need to make such a big gift in the future. By the way, who is this person? Why did you knock him out? ”

Ju Que said respectfully: "Back to the marshal's words, just now my subordinates found dozens of suspicious people like these guys in the mansion over there. It looks like he wants to set the house on fire. So I killed all the minions, leaving only this one in charge. He paused, looked back at Chen Sheng, and asked, "Brother Chen, what now?" Extract confessions, or simply kill them? ”

Chen Sheng said lightly: "This group is all minions, and they may not know any important information." Confessions can't be extorted. So, kill it. ”

"Wait. Ahem...... Ahem...... Friends, under the knife, please keep someone. ”

With a very noticeable wheezing sound. Two figures slowly walked in from outside the gate of Yue's Mansion. A tall, majestic, and dignified-looking man. The other is inclined to be strained, with a weak demeanor, a sickly face, and dressed as a son. The tall man with a torch in his hand seemed to be just an entourage. At this moment, the weather is obviously not yet autumn and winter, but on this boy's brother, he is wearing a heavy fox fur.

Brother Childe walked over and was about to speak again. Suddenly, he coughed again, and very violently. This boy covered his lips with a handkerchief, choked and coughed so much that his waist was bent, and the whole person shrank like a turtle, and even those who heard his coughing felt the hardship of breaking his intestines and lungs for him. The tall and mighty man was hurriedly trying to find something from his arms, but he was held down by Brother Gongzi'er's hand. The handkerchief pressed against his mouth was already stained with a little red blood, and it was still expanding. But despite coughing so badly, his eyes were still bright as stars.

From the first cough of this sick son-in-law, Chen Sheng knew who he was. So with a wave of his hand, Bai Qing'er and Juque put away their weapons and stood back beside them. After a long time, the boy finally finished coughing. He turned around, bowed to Yue Fei, and said, "In Xia Su Mengzhen, I have seen Marshal Yue." Then he looked back and nodded to Chen Sheng, and said, "This friend, you are Chen Sheng who killed the fourth prince of the Jin Kingdom, right?" In the lower long Yang. ”

Su Mengzhen. The descendant of Su Dongpo, the disciple of the Red Sleeve Shenni of Xiaohan Mountain, one of the four major gangs in the world, the owner of the Golden Wind Drizzle Building, Su Mengzhen. While he was still an infant, he suffered severe internal injuries. After that, he was frail for the rest of his life. Not only is he weak, but he is also sick and terminally ill.

Su Mengzhen was infected with at least seventeen or eighteen serious diseases, many of which were incurable, and there were several of them, and so far they didn't even have an official name, let alone treatment.