Prancing Horse Bridge, also known as Fugui Bridge. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Both sides of the bridge are places where wealthy merchants and nobles live, and the Wei River below it supplies more than half of the water of the entire Chang'an City.

Under the bridge, boats come and go, and the bridge is full of cars and horses, and there are huge mansions and mansions all around. In the intersection area of such a city, there is not the slightest trace of Yang Gong's treasure buried.

It's just that at this time, there is no one on the bridge, and it is obvious that the Li Tang defenders have controlled it to avoid innocent people being implicated.

Wang Chan stepped on the most magnificent stone bridge in Chang'an City, looked around, and said in a calm voice: "Look at it like this, the people should have almost arrived." ”

From this moment on, those who wanted to beat Wang stayed behind, and the rest of the people stepped back fifty zhang to avoid accidental injury. ”

The voice was not very loud, but it clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

"Arrogance!"

A cold cry sounded, and I saw a burly middle-aged man holding a glaive knife and leading the crowd out, walked to the Prancing Horse Bridge and stood still, looked at Wang Chan, and said in a deep voice: "I, Yang Zhen, the leader of the Nanyang Gang, want to ask Brother Wang for advice if I have something." ”

As the largest gang in Nanyang, the Nanyang Gang is one of the "Eight Gangs and Ten Guilds" in the world, and its gang leader "Glaive Knife" Yang Zhen is strong in martial arts, righteous and thin, and is known as the living Guan Gong on the rivers and lakes.

"I have an old relationship with you?"

"Nope. ”

"Then I'm not your father, and I'm not familiar with you, so why should I help you solve your doubts. Wang Chan had a sneer on the corner of his mouth, looked at everyone, and gave an ultimatum.

"After ten breaths, if you don't go away, then be ready to stay forever. ”

"What are you talking about!" Seeing that the boss was humiliated, the subordinates behind Yang Zhen immediately pulled out the blades in their hands and shouted loudly, with a tense posture.

At this moment, a group of Tang troops suddenly came from the other side of the bridge, and they lined up and blocked Wang Chan's way.

This is somewhat unexpected by Wang Chan, it stands to reason that with Li Shimin's shrewdness, it makes no sense to let Li Valve come out to take the lead. Chang'an is their territory, and they should go out as a reaper no matter what.

It's just that what Wang Chan didn't calculate was that the Li family was not only Li Shimin, but also Li Jiancheng.

And the team in front of him is the Changlin Army under Li Jiancheng, among which the person is Er Wenhuan, the general of the Changlin Army, the left is Qiao Gongshan, the captain of the Changlin Military Academy, and the person on the right is Wei Jiaqing, one of the three disciples of the head of the Longxi faction, Jin Dazhuo, the three of them are famous masters in Chang'an.

Wang Chan raised his eyes.

I saw that Er Wenhuan was sturdy, fierce and stubborn, and looked brave and ruthless. Qiao Gongshan is older, in his thirties, slightly short and fat, with short beards, but thick hands and feet, high drums on the left and right temples, and is obviously a good hand at internal and external refinement, and martial arts should not be under Er Wenhuan.

"Jianlangjun" Wei Jiaqing looks dashing, although it is far inferior to the "amorous son" Hou Xibai's radiant and elegant response, he is also a very popular woman with a pretty man.

Er Wenhuan patted the saber hanging on his waist, and said with a smile: "You beat you, we just came to watch the play." ”

His words immediately provoked a burst of laughter from those on his side, each with a sense of superiority on their faces.

Sending such a group of unlearned and unskilled gentlemen at this time was a complete trick for Li Tang.

As for whether Li Jiancheng, who cheated his father and harmed his brother, was really stupid or fake, Wang Chan was not interested in knowing at all.

"There is still three breaths. Wang Chan's face was calm and said indifferently.

"Sword Langjun" Wei Jiaqing looked at Wang Chan, a disdainful smile escaped from the corner of his mouth, and he said to the group of people in the rivers and lakes on the other side: "Speaking of you, don't run away quickly, only three breaths of time, this legendary invincible master is about to make a move." ”

Chang Lin Jun burst out laughing again.

As soon as the words fell, a crisp slap suddenly sounded.

Syllable!

Wei Jiaqing's delicate face was directly fanned into a pig's head.

The scattered teeth and splashed blood all indicate his miserable state at this time.

"Do you know what you're doing now?"

With a sonorous sound, hundreds of Changlin troops led by Er Wenhuan and Qiao Gongshan took out their weapons one after another and waited for the battle. On the other side of the bridge, the group of martial arts people who were blinded by greed also pulled out their blades, ready to launch a sensitive blow at Wang Chan at any time.

Faced with the situation of being attacked back and forth at this moment, and being attacked by the enemy in the abdomen and back, Wang Chan's face remained unchanged.

He has experienced a hundred battles, what kind of desperate situation has not been seen, although the enemy is numerous and powerful, but in his eyes there is no difference from the local chicken and the dog. It's not even an appetizer for a main meal.

But since it has been sent to the door, it has to be reluctantly accepted.

"I don't care if your martial arts are the best in the world, you have to know that we are His Royal Highness the Prince, and if you offend us, you don't want to leave Chang'an City. ”

Er Wenhuan looked at Wang Chan with a cold gaze, pulled out the long knife on his waist, slashed through the void, and slashed towards Wang Chan.

Qiao Gongshan on the side was a master after all, and he felt the threat of Wang Chan's terrifying momentum, so he hurriedly cooperated with Er Wenhuan's attack, and pushed Wang Chan to the left side with a palm, bringing up a wild momentum. It is also amazingly powerful.

At the same time, Li Zhen, the leader of the Nanyang Gang, dragged the long knife in his hand and quickly ran towards Wang Chan, only to see sparks splashing on the ground, making a series of piercing friction sounds.

"Death!"

When he was three feet away from Wang Chan's body, Li Zhen shouted, and the whole person jumped high, and the glaive knife in his hand was like thunder, slashing down wildly!

"If you all want to die like this, I'll be a good person for a while and fulfill you. The corners of Wang Chan's mouth raised slightly.

With a shake of his body, the whole person suddenly disappeared in place.

Li Zhen in mid-air only felt a flower in front of him, and a figure suddenly hit him, he didn't have time to take a closer look, and his knife fell.

I heard a terrible scream, and a man was split in half by him.

He didn't have time to look at who the deceased was, he suddenly felt like he had been hit hard in the chest, snorted miserably, and the whole person flew out upside down like a kite with a broken string, crashed into the tail of an oncoming carriage, and with a loud "bang", it rebounded back and rolled on the ground a few times like a gourd.

When the group of martial arts people around them looked up, the leader of the Nanyang Gang was already bleeding and dying.

And the one who was split in half on the bridge was Er Wenhuan, the leader of the Changlin Army, and Qiao Gongshan on the side thought that Wang Chan would be so powerful, and he was shocked and inexplicable, and he was directly stunned in place.

And the next moment, he only felt that he suddenly flew up, and the wind was whistling in his ears, and then, he completely lost consciousness.

All this happened too quickly, and in the blink of an eye, three well-known figures in the rivers and lakes died on the spot.

The audience was silent for a while. (To be continued.) )