The reversal of the situation is only a breath away.

Yi Erlang was carrying the Mojia Karakuri Winged Snake, and in the blink of an eye, he killed two assassins, and with one hand he was still pinching the Soul Scattering Smoke that Liu Quan handed over a moment ago through his clothes, looking ready to attack.

In the rear, Mo Liu was entangled and besieged for a long time, although he maintained a certain degree of trust in Liu Quan's strength, but after all, he couldn't bear it, especially when he saw that there were two murderers who had no obstacle in front of him, and suddenly the sword in his hand made his debut with blue light, and the blue light was scattered like a swimming fish, and the people, horses, carts, and swords that were blocking in front of him were like schools of fish that were hit by a huge shark.

The outbreak of true qi was too violent, and Mo Liu did not bother to control it carefully, so that he collided with his lungs, a mouthful of blood overflowed, but his figure rolled out like a gust of wind, and fell in front of the carriage in the blink of an eye.

Turning around, a blue light shone, like a live fish and slammed into Lian Ah Si's opponent, the warrior who held the big iron spine, in a panic, the true qi tremor and the edge on the iron spine combined and flew out, the true qi iron spine collided with the blue light swimming fish and collapsed after only a slight breath, his original opponent even Ah Si moved, the short knife was handed over from the right hand to the left hand to wipe his throat, the iron spine in his hand was no longer in time to defend, but the left hand was caught by Lian Ah Si's right hand, and he barely avoided wiping his throat during the struggle, but his left shoulder was almost cut off by a knife, the shoulder blade was cut, and the wound was split, knife marks are visible on the white bones. Tie Zhi attacked back and forced Lian Ah Si back, and the warrior jumped out of the way and fled without looking back.

Back in front of the few breaths, just as the two assassins were facing each other for three hours, the masked horseman who had previously rebelled roared wildly, "Get out!" ”

Immediately, the body expanded, the true qi overflowed, the silver-white glimmer of light leaked out of the body, no longer doing any protection, the silver glow on the ten fingers of both palms surged, one hand grabbed the sword of the grandmaster warrior who pierced the eyes, and the other hand broke the arm of the grandmaster warrior who was back to protect like a withering and decaying, and the palm of his hand became a sword and stabbed into the heart of the grandmaster warrior, the grandmaster warrior released the sword and hurriedly retreated, although he avoided the key point in his heart, but he was still stabbed in the chest by the palm sword of the masked horseman, the sternum was broken and sunken, and the eyes were terrified and terrified, as long as the masked puppet continued to pursue, he would definitely die!

Fortunately, the masked horseman did not continue to attack him, but the true qi body vibrated at the same time and swung the blades of the three people on his side, and the beard was full of desire to choose people to devour, and the power was terrifying, and the four people who besieged the masked horseman did not dare to act rashly for a while.

The masked horseman's figure flashed extremely quickly, as if dragging a shadow towards the carriage, his speed was not unfast, but when his figure flashed a little closer, Yi Erlang's Karakuri Winged Serpent had already killed the two assassins in an instant, and then the guard stared at him at the top of the carriage, he could only stand still.

Almost at the same time as the masked horseman's figure stopped, Mo Liu also flew into the air and landed in front of the carriage like a wind......

Seeing that Mo Liu had already returned to the protection, and the masked horseman who seemed to be a friend but not an enemy had also escaped, Liu Quan sighed quietly, changed his previous posture of strict defense, and the cuffs flew between the changes of his palms, and the two sleeves were like two whirlpools, firmly sucking the opponent, turning his palms into claws, and neatly unloading the opponent's shoulders, elbows, and wrist joints, kicking the opponent with a hook, and grabbing the opponent's legs to unload the knee joints.

Liu Quan's opponent was a grandmaster-level martial artist, and he didn't expect that Liu Quan had not exerted all his strength but only perfunctory tricks to deceive him, and the joints of his limbs were unloaded by strange techniques, and he collapsed to the ground with a muffled grunt.

saw Mo Liu carrying a sword to protect the three children; Even Ah Si changed the crossbow magazine, and held a short knife in one hand and a crossbow gun in the other; The masked horseman hangs his palms slightly open and at his sides, and a certain distance is pulled away, indicating that there is no hostility.

Liu Quan turned around, raised his palm and made a gesture to attack the four people who were originally besieging the masked horseman, and suddenly a piercing whistle came from nowhere, and the four people heard the whistle, turned around and fled, ran out of the gallop and flew over the outer wall of the West City into the vast sea of people in the West Market. Looking back at the battlefield where it was first besieged, the opponents of the four guards also fled into the West City.

At this time, a person on the opposite side of the gallop came like a wild goose in the sky, holding a dead dog-like person in one hand but not knowing life and death, and holding a large iron vertebrae in the other hand, throwing the dead dog-like person to the ground. The person who came changed the big iron spine with one hand, and used the hand that was originally holding the big iron spine to touch the wrist of Yi Erlang, who was standing at the door of the carriage, as if to check whether there was any injury.

"Uncle! I'm fine. ”

"Erlang!"

The man's voice, which Erlang called his uncle, trembled a little, and when he raised his eyes and saw San Lang poking his head out from behind Qinghe in the carriage, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he almost choked up and whispered:

"San Lang!"

Yi Saburo struggled to stick out his head from behind Qinghe, saw the silky performance of Liu Quan's hand, thought of the legendary martial arts, and subconsciously almost blurted out the words "split the muscles and wrong bones".

When Yi Erlang drove the Trap Winged Snake to kill the two assassins, Yi Saburo was protected by Qing He, and he didn't see the Karakuri Winged Snake show its style. But he saw most of the battle between the masked horseman, Liu Quan, and Lian Ah Si, and also saw Mo Liu's wind flying over.

It was like a scene of martial arts battle in fantasy. In fact, his mind is still confused, his thoughts are still unstable, and he can't even tell whether he is in reality or not, but he does see martial arts. It is the martial arts in the adult fairy tale martial arts fantasy, the kind of sword qi that is vertical and horizontal, high and high in battle. It was the fantasy and dream of my youth.

Therefore, when he saw Liu Quan's silky performance of disassembling the enemy's joints like antelope hanging horns, he almost blurted out the words "Wrong Bones".

When his heart was surging, he saw the person who was called his uncle by his second brother appear in front of him.

But seeing that the man was in a green shirt, with picturesque eyebrows and a face like a crown of jade, with a pair of red eyes, he whispered softly with a choked voice, as if he was afraid of being frightened, he knelt lightly in front of him, and stretched out his hand to support his shoulder. Anyone could see how much this man cared for the children in front of him.

San Lang didn't know how to react, so he could only scream "uncle".

This "uncle" fell into his ears, and the man's already red eyes almost shed tears.

"Good boy...... Good boy ......"

Seeing that this uncle was suddenly excited, Yi Saburo really didn't adapt to the current situation, and he didn't know how to react, and he couldn't figure out why others were so excited for a while. He didn't know that this was the first time in three years that his uncle had heard him take the initiative to call his uncle, or even the first time in three years. Even his uncle thought that since his sister Qin Zhiwei died, his precocious and frail nephew had become demented.

Finally, the whistle of the guard department came, and the sound of horses' hooves was coming here, and I don't know if it was the city guard camp or the people of the arrest department.

This is what is always played in the movie, and the police are late when the matter is over? An inexplicable thought ran into Saburo's heart.

I heard the guards of the Hou Mansion not far away shouting what "supernatural powers".

Yi Saburo, who was embarrassed to look at his uncle's excitement, coughed dryly, "Well, over there, let's go and have a look." ”

Of course, without waiting for Yi Saburo's little kid to move, one of the guards came over with the guards who had been pierced through the back by the magic breaking hammer before, and the rest of the guards were used around.

At first glance, I felt a tragic aura rushing towards me, and I saw that all the guards were injured, one of them had almost broken his right arm, and was simply bandaged with ragged clothes, and the rest of them were also torn and bloodstained.

"It's Song Shentong, he ......" is obviously the one who is being held.

The back of the guard named Song Shentong was pierced in the back and chest, the blood soaked the clothes and condensed into paste in the tears, and the young and handsome face was miserable white, and he was no longer breathing, so he was obviously dead.

Yi Saburo has never seen this situation in his memory, the soul who grew up under the banner of socialism in a peaceful and prosperous era values life more than anyone present.

In addition, it was indeed too tragic, and the visual impact alone made Yi Saburo's face pale.

"Save ...... Save...... Save him! With a trembling mouth, he barely said a few words, and Saburo almost collapsed.

The uncle thought that his nephew was asking himself to save people, and sighed secretly for San Lang's kindness and innocence in his heart, and reached out to release wisps of white qi into Song Shentong's body.

"Hmm...... And save! The uncle asked the guard to put Song Shentong's body on the ground, touched the wound that penetrated his chest, and reached out to probe the side of his neck.

"He removed his heart, and his heart was not damaged, but his true qi was devoured, his organs were shocked, and he lost too much blood, and he faked his death, and his life should be fine." Immediately, there was a slight white light on his hand, and he tapped a few key points on Song Shentong's body. The palm of his hand pressed lightly on Song Shentong's chest, but a faint white light was seen, which slowly seeped into Song Shentong's chest.

Liu Quan briefly inspected and treated the wounds of several guards on the side, and made simple explanations and arrangements for the aftermath.

Almost in just over a minute, the police forces of the Security Division, the City Guard Battalion, and the Arrest Division rushed to the scene one after another. The people from the Security Division, the City Guard Battalion, and the Arrest Department who rushed to inspect and dispose of the corpses did not dare to slack off. He also recommended people to come over and communicate with the people of the Hou Mansion.

Liu Quan whispered a few words to the masked horseman, leaving a guard to deal with the follow-up. I plan to ask the scholar of Qin to accompany him and take everyone back to the Hou Mansion.

"Master Qin, after this incident, Erlang Sanlang can no longer go to your mansion to visit Dr. Qin and Mrs. Qin. If this matter is sudden, we should also ask the bachelor to escort us back home, and we must also ask the bachelor to help me in all matters. ”

When I see everyone, my attention is no longer focused on myself. The excitement and excitement that I had seen the martial arts before dropped slightly. At this time, I looked at all the guards who were injured, and Song Shentong, who was the most seriously injured, even lay on the ground without knowing whether he was alive or dead, receiving treatment that seemed to be a magical martial art.

Looking closer, the corpses of the two assassins killed on the ground, the battlefield not far away was in shambles, the broken carriages were overturned, the corpses of people and horses were scattered scattered on the galloping road, and the horses and horses that had not yet died were struggling and neighing. The pungent smell of blood began to drill into the nostrils. Souls from peaceful and prosperous times, where have they experienced such scenes. Fear and nausea hit together.

Saburo's face turned pale, his body trembled, his brain was dizzy, and he was about to vomit. Qing He on the side didn't know what was going on, so he hurriedly held the crumbling San Lang and gently soothed his back.

Liu Quan, Mo Liu and others, who were silently paying attention to San Lang, only said that he was afraid. exchanged glances with each other, had a tacit understanding, and began to arrange to send the three children back to the house.

But suddenly saw that San Lang, who was originally pale and trembling, was stunned again, and seemed to have returned to the previous appearance of Mu Ne's dementia.

But it was Saburo who saw a tram passing by in the middle of the road, and everyone in the car stretched out their heads and stared, looking at this messy battlefield, talking about each other. Looking back, in the wall of the West Market, you can also see the hanging corners of the cornices, the doors and windows decorated with the dragon pattern, the cloth that spreads with the wind, and the buildings in the distance on the opposite side of the road are also the pavilions and platforms of the dougong tiles. Everyone, including the people on the train that had just passed, were dressed in different shapes, but the robes, shirts, and skirts were full of classical Chinese style. Look at the men wearing crowns and wearing crowns, and the women wearing hairpins.

This is clearly what the ancient world of China looks like.

But what is driving in front of you? Tram? Bus?