Two spears like dragons,

A pair of ring knives are like pouring wind!

Dong Ping, known as Dong Yibang in the rivers and lakes, although his character is not very good, he is brave in battle, and he is not afraid of death when he fights.

One inch long and one inch strong, the tip of his left gun was always pointed at Wu Song's chest, preventing him from rushing in front of him, and his right gun was like a poisonous snake spitting letters, looking for flaws in the other party.

But Wu Song was even more violent, he came to rob the Dharma Field, and he had no intention of getting out alive!

His double-knife attack was like a raging storm, and he saw a cloud of snow and bright sword light, but he couldn't see the blade.

The treasure knife, which is usually very cherished, is slashed horizontally and vertically today, the knife and gun collide, and the sparks are splashed, Dong Ping wants to control the distance, but he is forced to retreat step by step, looking very embarrassed.

He was furious!

The future Lord Taishan and Lord Langzhong Zhao of the Criminal Department are watching from the prison platform!

This Lord Zhao's official position doesn't matter or anything, the important thing is that he is Cai Jing's henchman, and he is here, which is equivalent to Cai Taishi's eyes staring at him.

Dong Ping didn't want to leave Cai Jing with the impression of "mediocre martial arts".

He roared angrily, no longer steady, his left gun was pumped out horizontally, and his right gun was smashed down on the head, and his playing style became wide open and closed, fierce and domineering.

On the prison platform, Cheng Wanli and Zhao Langzhong were stunned, where had they seen such a dangerous battle, and they only felt a chill in their backs.

The soldiers and onlookers also looked silent, although they didn't understand martial arts, but the invisible murderous aura was like a substance, which made them feel cold all over their bodies.

In the restaurant, Zhu Long shook his head and said to Shi Xiu: "You go to Master He and ask him to find a way to save Wu Song's life temporarily!" If Master He's persuasion is unsuccessful, I'm afraid we will have to rob the Dharma field once, you go and gather the brothers in the city and make arrangements! ”

Shi Xiu took the order and went down.

Now Zhujiazhuang has infiltrated Dongping Mansion in large numbers, whether it is the three religions and nine streams, or the Yamen Xu officials, there are many of them.

However, the "brothers" Zhu Long said were not these people, but the soldiers of the Zhu family army who hid in Dongping Mansion under the cover of various identities.

At present, there are not many, more than 200 people in total, but all of them are elite.

Luan Tingyu looked at it seriously for a while, and said slowly: "Dong Ping is not Wu Song's opponent!" ”

"Of course Dong Ping can't, but there's a more fierce one over there!" Zhu Long pointed to Guan Sheng, who was standing on the edge of the battle circle, and saw that he was holding a big knife and was eager to try.

Glancing at Song Jiang who was looking around, trying to escape from the road, Zhu Long sneered: "What's more, there is also an oil bottle——"

The battle on the court was fierce, and the mutation was prominent, Wu Song turned sideways to avoid a spear, and suddenly abandoned the knife in his left hand, grabbed the barrel of the gun, and took a step forward.

The left spear stabbed at the chest, and he swung the knife away, and then took a step forward, flew up, and kicked three times in a row.

Rao is Dong Ping is strong physique and wears iron armor, but he couldn't bear Wu Song's three feet, and he couldn't stop kicking back, and finally he couldn't hold his feet, and fell to the ground on all fours, and the two spears also fell to the ground, wanting to get up, but he couldn't lift his strength for a while.

Take advantage of your illness to kill you!

Wu Song rushed over with an arrow step, raised the ring knife, and wanted to slash Dong Ping with one sword, but suddenly a big knife appeared and blocked the ring knife.

Wu Song was already on guard, sneered, kicked Dong Ping, and then rolled on the spot, stepped back, and picked up another ring knife that had just been discarded on the ground.

Dong Ping was helped up by two soldiers, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, his helmet fell off, and his hair was scattered.

He is a very image-conscious person, and would rather die in battle than be so embarrassed. Picking up the spear, he wanted to fight again and regain face, but his chest was full of pain and he couldn't lift his breath and exert himself, so he could only stand aside and watch the battle unwillingly.

Guan Sheng stood still with a knife, his eyes seemed to be closed, and his beautiful hair fluttered in the wind, like a statue.

Wu Song's heart sank, he knew that he couldn't leave today.

"Brother, what about the others, you won't be the only one, right?" Song Jiang waited for a long time, and when he saw that no one else had appeared, he had a bad premonition in his heart.

"If there is anyone else, I am alone! Originally, several brothers from Erlong Mountain also wanted to help me, but I didn't want to trouble them, so I came secretly and didn't tell them. ”

Song Jiang was stunned for a moment, disappointed, and said with a wry smile: "Brother, you can come to save me, the foolish brother is already content!" Go on your own, without my drag, you still have a chance to escape! ”

"What did my brother say, if that's the case, why did I have to travel all the way from Qingzhou? Hugh has to say more, after I break off, you go first! ”

After finishing speaking, he roared angrily, dragged Song Jiang to rush outside, and no one dared to do it, and soon came to the edge of the court.

Suddenly, Wu Song felt the hairs on his back stand up, and a cold murderous aura hit, he pushed Song Jiang forward, and jumped to the side, only to feel a cold on his face, and a few strands of broken hair flew and fell.

Guan Sheng's knife grazed his head!

Wu Song's back was soaked with cold sweat, and he shouted at Song Jiang: "Brother, go away!" ”

Song Jiang hesitated for a moment, turned over a circle of carriages on the edge of the court, and fled into the crowd, and the soldiers crossed the carriage one after another and chased after them.

When the common people saw Song Jiang and the officials and soldiers running towards them, they were so frightened that they scattered and fled.

Seeing that Song Jiang had escaped temporarily, Wu Song let out a long breath, but Guan Sheng's face did not change and he didn't care about Song Jiang at all.

"Guan Sheng, hurry! Catch Song Jiang! Cheng Wanli stood up anxiously and shouted loudly.

This Song Jiang is a felony in the imperial court, but he can't be allowed to escape, otherwise his black yarn will not be able to protect.

"Don't worry, adults, it's hard for Song Jiang to fly!" Guan Sheng is not in a hurry, not in a hurry, not humble or arrogant.

Song Jiang ran forward vigorously, and there were a few sturdy crop men in front of him who didn't run, standing in place and watching the excitement, just standing to the side and getting out of the way.

Song Jiang didn't care about them, and was about to pass through them, when those men suddenly made a move, threw him to the ground, and tied him up firmly!

Seeing this scene, Wu Song closed his eyes and looked up to the sky and sighed.

"Slashed! Cut it right away! Cheng Wanli was overjoyed and couldn't wait to order, lest he have too many dreams at night, and he couldn't stand any toss anymore!

Several officers and soldiers stabbed Song Jiang to death with spears.

Cheng Wanli and Zhao Langzhong took a long breath, it's okay!

Song Jiang will not come back from the dead now!

"Ahh

When he was at the lowest point in his life, he met Song Jiang.

At that time, he fled to the rivers and lakes, lived in Chai into the village, was squeezed out by the villagers, was disgusted by the Chai officials, suffered from malaria, wanted to go home but could not go, in the middle of the night under the porch to make a charcoal fire to keep warm, how desolate.

It was Song Jiang who respected him, cared for him, and gave him the dignity and care he had not seen for a long time like an amiable and respectable brother.

After the death of Wu Da, he had no relatives in the world, as if he had no roots, he felt lonely, and regarded Lu Zhishen, Sun Erniang and his wife, and Song Jiang as relatives.

Now that Song Jiang was killed in front of him, he was extremely sad and angry, and he brandished his sword to kill those soldiers.

The stump was broken, the blood flowed everywhere, and the Dharma field suddenly turned into a Shura field.

"Stand down!"

Guan Sheng let out a loud shout, and the besieging soldiers retreated like a tide, leaving only a dozen incomplete corpses and blood all over the ground.

His face, which had been unwavering, finally showed anger!

Although he has only served as the supervisor of the soldiers and horses of Dongping Mansion for more than two months, he loves soldiers like sons, rewards and punishments are clear, and he is deeply loved by soldiers, and most of these dead soldiers can be called by name.

Guan Sheng was filled with grief and anger in his heart, and more remorse, if he had made a move earlier, these soldiers would not have to die in vain.

He dragged the big knife and walked towards Wu Song step by step, and the murderous aura on his body became stronger and stronger!