The battle between the two parties outside the west gate of Hangzhou intensified, and the Xunhan Mountain people, who originally relied on the strength of the crowd, sent people to encircle and suppress it as soon as possible.

However, because of the strong counterattack of Yijian Villa, he was unable to win the battle in Xicheng for a long time. Except for the two masters and apprentices of Lin Manliu, who shined, the rest of the disciples of Yijian Villa were not ambiguous.

The Zhuang Nai standard long sword in his hand, I don't know how many gaps have been cut, but it still keeps coming out of the sword and swinging the sword.

The rabble in front of you will be overturned, and the battle array will collapse! And those Yanyang soldiers who were originally stationed at the city gate, I don't know if they knew that the two sides were only for the grievances of the rivers and lakes, or they were instructed by that side... It's just that they are under the city gates, and as long as no one approaches the city gates, they will be killed in front of them... It's like nothing.

The third place in the battle formation, where the pink-clothed boy is. Chongying faced those attacking thieves, and first shot with a sword, and the whole thin sword hit the long sword of one of the thin men.

made it slash the incoming blade into the air, but because of this, Chongying who shot was too close to it.

was successfully attacked by the thin man, and kicked on the lower abdomen, and the pink-clothed boy rolled to the ground.

Kicked out of the distance, Chongying stabbed into the snow with a sword, and regained his body. Several disciples of Yijian Villa beside the pink-clothed young man also encountered this situation... There was only one disciple who was chased too close by the thieves, and the blade in his hand had been shaken out of his hand.

The disciple of Yijian Villa who was lying on the ground was curled up in a ball due to severe pain. His left hand covered his bleeding right shoulder, and he was about to get up with his bare hands, but the pain in his shoulder made it impossible for him to stand up straight.

Just as the thief who wounded him was about to continue to swing his knife to his neck! The young man in pink hurriedly threw a sword and forcibly separated the two.

Then Chongying hurriedly shouted: "Retreat!" The wounded Yijian Villa disciple, who was able to get out, immediately retreated.

But at this moment, when Chongying came back to his senses, the thin man who had fought with him before shot again!

The pink-clothed boy then handed out a sword, stopping him down. Once again, the two separated... Chongying looked at the thin man in front of him, and at the same time paid attention to the injuries of the other senior brothers on his side.

The thin man also looked at Chongying intently because of the previous long sword splitting the air. He said coldly: "I think your little baby sword is good, I wanted to solve a few other flies first, and then have a few tricks with you... So unfatal? Then I'll cut off the meridians of your limbs first... Like your Ye Zhuang owner, he has become a waste! We've made a good move! Chongying raised his wrist, wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and spat a mouthful of bloody phlegm not far in front of the thin man.

"That's what you're asking to die for!" The thin man shouted softly. I don't know when the snowflakes falling in the air seemed to be smaller than when Fang had just started fighting, but the sky became even colder.

In the crowd before, the cold wind howling wantonly was also smaller? The dark clouds obscured the daylight, and the front of the west gate of Hangzhou began to become dim... Chongying stood up with his sword and stood in a place where there was still a little light, while the thin man held the blade in his hand and walked forward step by step.

The sky seemed to gradually begin to darken as the tall and thin man slowly approached. The sense of oppression immediately surged into everyone's hearts, and those disciples of Yijian Villa who were surrounded and blocked looked at the thieves who were pressing step by step.

In his hand, he repeatedly grasped the standard sword in the village to stabilize his mind and facilitate the fight against the enemy again. Just when these confluent people who were ready to besiege and kill Yijian Villa were ready to continue to attack and kill the disciples around Chongying.

The sound coming from the direction of Lin Manliu and Eleven shocked the people here. Some people who were closer to the woman in black saw the bloody scene before, and their hands trembled and they didn't dare to step forward again.

These two people made a move, which was different from their domineering and ferocious appearance, and the gap between them and the rest of the disciples of Yijian Villa was too big!

In the eyes of these besiegers, it is far from what they and the likes of Xunhan Mountain can deal with. As a result, he could only watch the movements of the two vigilantly, and then took the opportunity to attack and injure the other disciples of Yijian Villa.

As a result, the containment pressure outside the west city of Hangzhou began to fall to the location where Chongying was located. The pink-clad boy fought the thin man a few more rounds, and after a few dodges, he picked up the sword he had thrown earlier from the snow again.

And the disciple of Yijian Villa who was shocked by the blade in his hand rested for a moment, and then prepared to continue to step forward to defend against the enemy.

His left hand was already hanging to the ground, as if the force of the shock he had just received had been too great. The intense pain made his whole arm numb, as if he couldn't move... He looked at the person who wanted to attack and kill him before, gave up continuing to attack him, and turned to another disciple of Yijian Mountain Villa not far away.

There were already several blood marks on the comrade's body, and he had been besieged by several people before, but now he was targeted by the man who seemed to be the leader of the team.

I'm afraid I won't be able to last long... He watched his former fellow sword friends fall under siege, gritted his teeth, and punched his numb right arm.

Messy hair and blood from his lips stuck haphazardly to his cheeks, and he gripped his sword back in his hand.

In order to save himself, Senior Brother Chongying was already seriously injured, but he still did not fall... The way he looks now, he's not as embarrassed as him, right?

The momentum on weekdays has been pretended by Senior Brother Chongying, so today is to replace him... He is indeed not far away, the pink-clothed young man who is loved by the senior brothers in Zhuang Zhong, is pleasing to everyone.

There is no youthful spirit of Lin Manliu, let alone the heroic spirit of the eleventh girl. However, he is also a disciple of Yijian Villa!

He was brought into Yijian Villa by Lu Fengbai, the owner of the big village, and the village had not officially opened at that time. The owner of Lu Zhuang often talks with him about the future prospects of the villa, or the beautiful vision of the rivers and lakes.

Although the time of entering the village is not long... But he had already liked it, this villa that was neither big nor small.

While thinking in his heart, he lifted the long sword in his hand, the horizontal sword in front of him, and looked coldly at the thief in front of him.

The thief, who was walking towards his comrade's position, seemed to notice his movements. Turning his head to look at him, looking at the clumsy sword-wielding appearance, the thief actually began to laugh out loud.

"Defeated... Dare to come? In the face of sarcastic voices, he was not half moved. Instead, he calmly shouted: "Outside the city today, the person who is fighting against you for the sword, the disciple of Yijian Villa - Yu Shuyang!" After Yu Shuyang finished speaking, his whole body rushed towards the thief.

"The end of the crossbow! Dare to be presumptuous! "That thief originally wanted to kill the disciple of Yijian Villa in front of him, but he was aroused by Yu Shuyang.

So, he temporarily let go of the lamb to be slaughtered at hand and rushed to the ignorant junior in his eyes. Soon!

After a few swords colliding, the two approached each other. Yu Shuyang handed out a sword, and the thief in front of him also urged the blade in his hand and handed it to the door in front of him.

In this case, the two were entangled together. The standard long sword forged in batches is more fragile than some individual Tibetan soldiers after all... The two of them only made seven moves against the sword, and the standard long sword in Yu Shuyang's hand shattered from the half of the sword.

The broken tip of the sword, followed by the merciless wind and snow, fell at his feet... The thief saw that his blade was broken, and the strength in his hand pressed again, and the blade immediately crossed Yu Shuyang's barrier and stabbed straight into his right shoulder!

Yu Shuyang endured the tingling sensation, his eyes were red, and he looked at the thief in front of him. From his mouth, he heard sarcastic words: "In this case, why do you still want to fight?" ”

"I still have a sword! And a sword!! Yu Shuyang roared in a deep voice.

"There are already remnants in your hands, how do I think you still have a sword?" But before the thief could finish speaking, he saw Yu Shuyang, who had been suppressed by himself, trampling on the snow violently.

Then there was another kick! Suddenly, a glowing object lit up between the two! Even if it is a faint light, it still illuminates the things that don't know the true face.

It was actually the tip of the shattered sword, which was kicked into the air by Yu Shuyang, and then held into his left hand. Without waiting for the thief in front of him to react, he suddenly handed it forward!

The whole body shape also took a step forward, and even though his right shoulder was pierced by the blade, he was also indomitable!

The thief who was entangled with Yu Shuyang finally reacted. But at this time, a severed blade had been pierced into his neck.

And Yu Shuyang's entire left hand was also against his neck, and blood slid down Yu Shuyang's arm.

There was blood gushing out of the thief's neck, and there was blood cut out of the palm of his left hand that was clenched at the broken blade.

Finally killing the person in front of him, Yu Shuyang sighed slowly. The broken blade that he had held tightly before also slipped from his left palm... At this point, his arms could no longer move, and Yu Shuyang looked around for a week, looking at the battle that was not over.

There is only one thought in my heart, before I die, I must drag a few more pads! Yu Shuyang endured the pain and retreated backwards, allowing the blade that pierced his right arm to pull out of it.

Suddenly, a long knife was thrown at his retreat, and it was extremely fast! When Yu Shuyang reacted, he turned his head to look at the long knife that was being thrown from behind the thieves in the direction of them.

Can't you realize what you want in your heart? He is unwilling, and his desire to die should not be cut off from this, even if he is allowed to hurt one more person or save another comrade.

In this way, he was willing to die... But why just don't let it! As he closed his eyes in despair, waiting for his life to be understood by the cold, a short spear suddenly appeared!

Knocked down the long knife and plunged into the snow. Immediately afterwards, the trapped situation of Encircling Yijian Villa was broken!

Some people who reacted quickly saw that it looked like a person was flying down from the top of the Hangzhou City Tower. Each of them carried a short spear in their hands, first one shot out to save Yu Shuyang, and then the other shot in their hands, as if they were smashing the Yellow Dragon.

Those thieves who stopped Yijian Villa will rush away! During the preparation for the battle in the past two days, the disciples of Yijian Villa who had noticed the changes in the personnel in the village all recognized the comer.

It's the Qinglan seniors who were brought back to the villa by Lin Manliu, or Mr. Qinglan!