readx;? The sky is dark, the rain is pouring down, and the swordsmen in the rain curtain are like a group of heroic warriors born in the dark!

The appearance of these swordsmen directly took away the lives of all the martial artists in the courtyard, leaving only Yang Jing, Du Kefeng who was unconscious on the ground, and Song Fengya, who was crushed under the broken carriage!

At the moment when the falling stone fell on the carriage, Yang Jing abandoned Song Fengya once and chose to carry Du Kefeng off the car, and this time, he decisively stood on Song Fengya's side!

In order to bring Du Kefeng back to Baling safely, Song Ci did not hesitate to personally risk to attract firepower, which was also the main reason why Yang Jing chose Du Kefeng for the first time. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Although he is eager to pursue the truth, if he can't save his life, what is the use of digging up the truth?

Yang Jing didn't hesitate, and without the help of the surviving guard, Yang Jing could only change his strategy.

Because he was forced into a desperate situation, he became calmer, and there were no other distractions in his mind except the instinct to survive.

Although the sky was dark, Xu was stimulated to his potential, and he felt that the world in front of him had become clearer, and on the mountain road where the water flowed, all the items were peeled off one by one, and Yang Jing's eyes searched the ground quickly.

His gaze was finally fixed on the severed wheel!

One end of the wheel was set on the old horse's body, and at the moment when the old horse was stoned to death, the rope had been torn off, Yang Jing pulled out the waist knife, bit the back of the knife, and then quickly pulled out half of the wheel and inserted it under the wooden board under the stone!

"Hmph!!" Yang Jing squatted very low, carried one end of the wheel on his shoulder, took a deep breath, and suddenly used the principle of leverage to pry up the wooden board with all his might!

"Ah!!" The reaction force of prying the wooden board seemed to hurt Song Fengya's feet, she screamed loudly, but looking at Yang Jing's bloodshot bulging eyes, seeing that the wheel creaked and could break again at any time, she endured the severe pain and pulled her foot out hard!

"Hmm" Song Fengya breathed a sigh of relief in extreme depression, and then cried out with a wow, and hurriedly covered her mouth.

The moment she pulled out her foot, the wheel on Yang Jing's shoulder snapped apart, and because he was too forced, his teeth were bleeding, leaving a mark on the back of the knife.

Yang Jing was about to support Song Fengya, and a swordsman in front of him had already rushed over!

"Huh!"

A cold mang's head fell, Yang Jing grabbed Song Fengya's clothes and dragged her to his side, Song Fengya screamed in pain again.

Yang Jing once participated in the big competition, and he has a deep foundation in grappling and free fighting, but he has never used the blade of the waist knife, and can only rely on brute force and the moves in his impression.

He once followed the brigade to comfort a group of anti-Japanese war veterans, these veterans were cavalry at that time, good at using broadswords, but Yang Jing only heard them briefly describe some moves, the effect of temporary cramming is not good, and he can only rely on his own physical fitness and reaction ability to fight the enemy.

Seeing that Yang Jing reacted so quickly, the knife man saved Song Fengya's life between lightning and fire, and immediately chased after him, and slashed again!

Song Fengya's martial arts are not bad, but her feet have been injured, her lower plate is unstable, and she can't play at a normal level at all.

"Retreat first!"

Yang Jing didn't dare to fight, this swordsman struck first, and there were more than a dozen swordsmen running towards this side behind him, fortunately, the mountain road was narrow, if they were surrounded by groups, Yang Jing and Song Fengya would be difficult to fly even if they had wings!

In a hurry, Yang Jing stopped Song Fengya and hugged him, half dragging and half holding back, as for which part of her was caught, where did he still have the heart to feel it.

Yang Jing subconsciously glanced back, but found that Du Kefeng, who was unconscious on the ground, actually woke up!

Although the residual poison has not disappeared, his physical condition has stabilized last night, the carriage has been bumping, and Du Kefeng is estimated to be unable to sleep deeply, and now he has been washed and watered by the heavy rain, and he has woken up.

Du Kefeng had taken an overdose of raw opium before, and after Yang Jing underwent vomiting and gastric lavage, the situation had improved greatly, and then he was only stabbed in the thigh by Su Xiuji, but the thigh was mainly poisoned, and the blade of the scalpel was narrow, and the wound was not serious.

Seeing that Yang Jing and Song Fengya were besieged and killed, Du Kefeng quickly saw the situation clearly, but he didn't mean to help Yang Jing and Song Fengya!

He can make a general judgment from construction, naturally he is not a mediocre talent, after judging the situation, Du Kefeng hugged Chang Zhonggui's corpse without saying a word, gritted his teeth and rolled down the mountain road!

Du Kefeng used Chang Zhonggui's corpse as a cushion and protective pad, and rolled down the hillside, although his back was scratched out of wounds by rocks, stumps, shrubs, thorns, etc., but after all, he quickly got out of the battlefield!

When he rolled to the edge of the mountain road, he finally felt his body hang in the air, his whole heart was suspended, let out a scream, and then with a poof, he actually fell into a river!

There was already a stream on this black dog mountain, and under the heavy rainstorm, the torrents converged and turned the stream into a waterfall-like torrent, Du Kefeng desperately escaped with all his might, but he didn't expect to fall into the torrent!

In addition to the sediment flood, there are all kinds of debris such as gravel and wood, and the river is covered with all kinds of sharp stones and tree stumps, and the water is extremely violent, and it is extremely dangerous to fall into the torrent!

But compared to facing more than a dozen swordsmen, it is definitely better to take the initiative to jump into the torrent than to stay and be divided by a knife!

Seeing this, Yang Jing no longer hesitated in his heart, gritted his teeth and retreated in the direction of Du Kefeng!

The swordsman was in hot pursuit, and when he saw Yang Jing turn his head and be distracted, he rushed up quickly, slashing over, but Song Fengya was dragged by Yang Jing, stumbling under his feet, and he couldn't block!

Yang Jing was horrified, suddenly twisted his waist, dragged Song Fengya behind him, and raised his knife to block, but because he was holding the knife in one hand, he was pressed down by the knifeman, and the back of the knife hit his forehead, and the blood flowed like an infusion!

His head buzzed, his vision suddenly turned red, Yang Jing gritted his teeth, and swung a knife with his backhand, and the knife man twisted the situation, almost knocking Yang Jing's waist knife out!

The swordsman saw that Yang Jing's knife skills were not good, and he was overjoyed, and slashed out again, Yang Jing didn't have time to put away the knife to block, and Song Fengya behind him was inconvenient to move, seeing that this knife was about to split his head in half!

At the critical moment, Song Fengya put Yang Jing's knee back in the popliteal fossa, Yang Jing's lower body was short, and the whole person shrank down by half a foot, while Song Fengya raised the short knife and made a killer knife of the knife man!

The swordsman missed one after another, and he was furious, and he stabbed again, but he knocked Song Fengya's short knife away!

The swordsman behind him has already rushed up, the swordsman slashed out again, this time Song Fengya no longer has a short knife to block, she decisively pushed Yang Jing forward, Yang Jing's head crashed into the swordsman's arms, Song Fengya wanted to grab the swordsman's wrist, but she didn't expect to grab the blade, and blood suddenly gushed out of her palm!

This change was only between breaths, Yang Jing crashed into the arms of the knife man, Song Fengya grabbed the blade tightly, and then roared at Yang Jing: "Hack him to death!"

Yang Jing shrank in the arms of the knifeman, his hand and knife could not be extended, so he could only turn the knife surface, and from the blade of the knifeman's ribs, he slashed upward, and the blade slashed on the back of the knifeman's head and stuck in the skull!

Yang Jing wanted to pull out the knife, but the blade was caught in the skull, and his posture was awkward, and he couldn't pull it out after trying.

Gritting his teeth, Yang Jing put his knee on the lower abdomen of the knife man, the blade and the bone friction hissed, and the blood sprayed in the air, and finally succeeded in pulling out the knife, but the group of knife men had already rushed in front of him!

"Let's go!"

Yang Jing wanted to throw the knife out to slow down the enemy's speed, but this knife was their life, and he still didn't throw it out after all.

Yang Jing ripped off his belt and wrapped it around Song Fengya's bee waist indiscriminately, intending to tie the two up so that they would not be scattered when they jumped into the torrent, only then did he see that Song Fengya's hands had been gushing blood.

didn't have to think about it, Yang Jing swung a knife, and then dragged Song Fengya to the side of the mountain road, Du Kefeng hugged Chang Zhonggui's body, at least he could protect his chest and face, but no matter how Yang Jing and Song Fengya embraced, both of them would definitely be injured.

It's just that life and death are at stake right now, so I can't take care of this, Yang Jing nodded vigorously at Song Fengya, closed his eyes and fell down the mountain road!

But time passed minute by minute, but he didn't land!

Yang Jing only felt that the belt was tight, Song Fengya did not have any gap with his abdomen, he was tightly tied together by the belt, the two people's chests were close to each other, and his mouth was about to stick to Song Fengya's forehead!

They hung under the mountain road like this, but their feet were still on the mountain road, their bodies were tilted at forty-five degrees, and when they turned their heads, they only saw a tall figure like an iron tower!

This person is not wearing a coat or hat, he has a pair of black leather armor on his body, he is holding a cooked copper stick in his right hand, and he is effortlessly carrying Yang Jing and Song Fengya in his left hand, just like carrying two sausages!

"Uncle Cao! it's Uncle Cao!" Song Fengya exclaimed in surprise, and the tall man smiled, his white teeth were particularly eye-catching in the night.

His figure is taller than Tang Chong, although he saved Yang Jing and Song Fengya at a critical moment, it is really impossible to kill more than a dozen swordsmen with his own strength.

Because Yang Jing and Song Fengya worked together, they killed a swordsman with great difficulty, and they were each injured, no matter how tall and powerful this man surnamed Cao is, how can he be invincible?

"Brother Yang, we are saved, this is Uncle Cao Crouching Tiger, Uncle Cao, who is Daddy's former personal guard, we are saved!"

Yang Jing heard Song Fengya say this, and finally felt a little confident in his heart, as Song Ci's personal guard, he always had two brushes.

Before Song Fengya's words fell, the group of swordsmen had already killed the front, Cao Crouching Hu didn't say a word, loosened Yang Jing's belt, and swept away thousands of troops with a backhand!

"Dangdang!"

The swordsmen came out one after another, the sound of gold and iron striking was endless, Yang Jing and Song Fengya were tied too tightly, their chests were close to each other, it was not an embarrassing problem, but both of them were a little difficult to breathe, and they could smell each other's breath when they spoke.

Song Fengya's hand was injured, and Yang Jing hurriedly wanted to untie his belt, but at this time, he heard the sound of rushing water behind him, and immediately grasped the handle of the knife again.

A figure hurried from the night behind him, his long knife unsheathed, revealing his young and immature face as it approached.

"Miss, Lord Yang, it's too late to come down!"

Yang Jing heard this voice, and finally felt at ease, because the person who came was, Xu Fengwu!

Since Song Ci had already had a showdown with Su Xiuji and showed the posture of the Dusk Tiger, it was absolutely impossible not to make preparations with both hands, if he just risked attracting firepower, then this Dusk Tiger was really too weak.

It wasn't until Xu Fengwu appeared, and it wasn't until Yang Jing saw the three warriors behind him who were also wearing black leather armor that Yang Jing came to his senses.

Perhaps Song Ci had already expected that Su Xiuji would definitely focus on Yang Jing, and even Song Ci deliberately used Du Mansion's guards, that is, deliberately leaked the news to Su Xiuji, and when he confused the enemy with the truth and falsehood, he had already sent Xu Fengwu and brought in rescuers to secretly protect Yang Jing and Du Kefeng!

The summer benefits have been upgraded again, and a large number of works can be read for free

&/;>

if((&#;)!=;. (&#;)