"Fight!"

I don't know who shouted this, and the shadows immediately rushed forward as if they were crazy.

Arrows, raining down.

The road is dozens of steps, but it is difficult.

After a round of shooting, several black shadows fell to the ground one after another, she

Moaning and groaning.

Of course, there are also people who are slightly better at martial arts, who have already danced their swords into a ball and are gradually approaching.

But what?

The archers retreated, but several men in black appeared. Soon, there was a hand-to-hand encounter. However, it also fell faster.

Someone is running backwards, trying to break out. It's just that the knife of the man in black is obviously not broken copper.

This is a group of ruthless characters who are sharper than the original Star Blade of Xingyue Dao, and they will never drag the mud and water when they shoot, they can hurt the enemy with one knife, and they will never use a second knife.

Some people began to regret that they had listened to someone's words and dared to break into the Fuwang Mansion with the intention of robbing their two spring envoys. So, put down the knife.

The one-sided battle came and ended quickly. After the half-pillar of incense, most of the black shadows have been killed, and those who are not dead will either fall to the ground and have no power to fight back, or simply abandon their weapons and obediently wait for the next step.

On the side of the man in black, only two people were broken and three people were injured, and the archer couldn't avoid it, but a few people were broken. But the situation was finally firmly under control.

"Locked in a dungeon!"

A man in black gave a cold order. The dungeon of the Fuwang Mansion is not small, so what if you close a few more?

On the side of the Fu King, the black shadows still miscalculated. They are truly empty of loyalty, but they have no power to fulfill it.

King Fu was not in the bedroom, and for safety reasons, he had already disguised himself during the day and went to Li Xin's iron shop.

Several black shadows gently pried open the latch of the door of King Fu's bedroom, but they were greeted by an incomparably sharp sword light.

Yes!

Outside the door, screams rang out at the same time.

Under Long Wu's sword, he forced a few people out of the bedroom.

"You wait for the trick, the military advisor has already expected it, don't hurry up and arrest it!"

Finally, Long Wu was merciful and did not want to kill more.

It's just that there are always people who "don't cry when they don't see the coffin". A black shadow snorted coldly, suddenly burst out, and slashed down towards Long Wu. The knife is a narrow long knife, it can be seen that the knife technique is good, and when the knife comes down, there is a hidden sound of wind and thunder.

But who is Long Wu?

The leader of the Chang'an beggar gang, how can his subordinates not have two hits?

How the sword comes, the sword is welcome.

It's not a martial arts competition, since you are bent on taking my life, how dare I be merciful?

The sword, in the light of the sword in the sky, pierced lightly.

Soon, the sword light dissipated.

The shadow looked at the sword and stabbed into the chest with an indescribable speed. The coldness of the moment made him fall into despair. The knife was finally chopped down, but only a corner of Long Wu's clothes was cut off.

"Why bother?"

Long Wu slowly drew his sword, and let the man slowly fall.

The rest is simpler.

What if you are not afraid of death?

In the face of absolute strength, everything is in vain.

The lights illuminated the entire Fuwang Mansion.

All harmony, it seems, is always behind the sword and the sword.

In the dark night, the pony pushed Su Hejing and came slowly.

A place of corpses, a place of blood, but also a place of loneliness.

"Dragon Gang Master, thank you for your hard work!"

Su Hejing smiled, clenched his fists, and said with a smile.

Long Wu shook his head, quite emotional.

"Alas, although sentient beings are like ants, it is always not worth losing their lives like this!"

Hearing him say this, Su Hejing nodded.

"Well, I can't distinguish between right and wrong, I can't distinguish between good and evil, my deeds are difficult to do although righteous, and my death is miserable but not pitiful. Alas......"

As he spoke, Su Hejing let out a long sigh and looked at the dark and silent night sky, silent for a long time.