Rainy night.

Outside Xunyang City, there is a lively scene.

The victims of the disaster, who have escaped death several times, are now wearing brand-new cotton clothes, roasting charcoal fires in large tents, and eating fragrant rice, chicken, duck and fish.

Everyone's face was full of smiles, just like the joy of the New Year!

A group of black-clad samurai, under the cover of night, slid down the city with ropes from the side walls of Xunyang City, and quietly circled behind the tents of the victims.

They numbered fifty, far more than the number of tired and damaged guards under King Ze.

They were all from Iron Eagle Mountain.

It was a very secretive gang in the rivers and lakes.

But the founder of the Iron Eagle Gang, Ouyang Geng, once broke into the Shaolin Temple alone and used a sword to slash the solemn face of Shakyamuni Buddha in the Daxiong Treasure Hall, which shows the high level of Ouyang Geng's martial arts.

This incident has become a shame for the Shaolin Temple in recent decades!

These fifty black-clothed warriors are all masters of the Iron Hawk Sect.

All of them are one-in-a-hundred masters.

The sound of rain and laughter drowned out the sound of their footsteps.

It wasn't until the black-clothed warriors were only three feet away from the tent that Xiao Wu spotted them.

"Someone is attacking the camp!"

Xiao Wu rushed out first, holding the baby in his left hand, and drawing his sword with his right hand, and slashed Bai Lu Hengjiang into the chest of the nearest samurai with one move.

I didn't want the samurai to go around behind him with his treacherous swordsmanship, and the tip of the sword stabbed the baby girl in Xiao Wu's hand.

"Bell"!

Sansan rushed to the rescue, crossed a sword, the samurai sword was undiminished, and a flip cut a line on Sansan's arm, cutting his sleeve, and the cotton wool flew.

"Uh-huh! Not... Not... Hmm~" Cai Siyuan, who was stuffed with a diaper in his mouth, wanted to laugh.

I didn't expect it! I didn't expect him to have a relationship with a master of the rivers and lakes!

These are heroes who are as "ambitious" as him.

King Ze's guard martial arts are really terrible! Xiao Wu and Sansan can't beat a warrior from Iron Eagle Mountain!

This makes Cai Siyuan not want to laugh!

The sound of the fight alarmed the other guards, and Tie Song, Yinhe and the others all rushed out.

King Ze knew that these people were here to save Cai Siyuan, so he ordered someone to take Cai Siyuan away.

Unexpectedly, the black-clothed warrior rushed directly into the tent and slashed at the defenseless victims with a butcher's knife.

Yi Xi'er stood on the city wall with a cold smile.

"I want you dead! Kill everyone! ”

"Only when all of you are dead, and no one in this world knows that there is a cure for the epidemic, can my husband's iron-blooded strategy continue, and everything is back on track!"

Ying Jingyan and the guards all joined the battle.

But as Cai Siyuan expected. First, King Ze is a rich idler, and the guards' martial arts are not top-notch; Second, they had not rested day and night, and were in the midst of extreme fatigue. Third, they were outnumbered, less than a third of the black warriors, and many were injured. How can you fight against the black-clad samurai who are murderous, carefully trained, recuperate, and numerous.

They themselves may not be able to escape a single life, let alone try to save the lives of so many people!

As long as the people here are dead, Cai Siyuan will have a way to participate in King Ze in front of the emperor.

Cai Siyuan was drenched in rain, and his eyes shone with self-help in the firelight.

If you go against him Cai Siyuan, you won't end well.

In less than a quarter of an hour, this killing will be over.

Cai Siyuan has a lot of confidence in the warriors of Iron Eagle Mountain.

"Snort".

A black-clothed warrior stabbed his sword into the chest of one of the victims, piercing through the cotton clothes, and the cold tip of the sword rested on the victim's skin.

Suddenly, there was a stabbing pain in his neck.

A tall black figure flashed before his eyes.

Blood spurted out like a spray from a long and narrow wound, and the warrior of Iron Eagle Mountain, who was one in a hundred, heard the sneer of his own death.

It was the sound of blood gushing out of a narrow exit.

Immediately, the frightened voices of the victims sounded, with blood on their faces, big frightened eyes, and trembling legs, unaware that death had floated past him!

He was saved at the moment when the tip of the sword was about to sink into his chest!

Then, like a thick whirlwind, the black image rushed left and right, forward and backward, shuttling between the victims and the tents.

It was impossible to see how he wielded the sword, and the black-clad warriors fell one by one. More than a dozen died at once.

Yi Xi'er was dumbfounded.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Xiao Wu hugged the baby girl in his arms and said, "Acacia Sword Tao Zhengshan!" ”

King Ze put away his sword and smiled, "Acacia Sword, I don't like this title, but the swordsmanship is not bad." ”

Cai Siyuan, who was still self-satisfied just now, felt a little bruised.

Why?

Why is there such a capable person in King Ze's team?!

Bad for him!

Yi Xi'er's deer had a trace of yin poison in her eyes, and she pointed at the grass shed sharply, "That! Kill the slut Ahn first! ”

As long as An Fupei died, there would be no one to cure the epidemic.

As long as no one treats the epidemic, then Cai Siyuan's strategy is still correct.

Cai Siyuan, her father-in-law Yi Xi'er, is the champion, a rising star in the court, and will become the pillar of the country in the future, how can he let An Fupei, a slut, spoil his big things!

With Yi Xi'er's order, twenty more warriors were put down on the city wall, plus the remaining thirty-four of the previous fifty warriors, a total of fifty-four warriors, all rushed to the grass hut.

With so many people, even the weight of the body is enough to crush the grass shed.

An Fupei is dead this time.

No matter how strong Tao Zhengshan's martial arts are, can he stop so many people at once?

Fifty-four samurai flew in a circle from four directions, almost at the same time, and plunged their swords into the hut.

Unexpectedly, I never expected that Tao Zhengshan, which was still like a whirlwind just now, suddenly disappeared and disappeared in front of everyone.

At the moment when Yi Xi'er felt that things were about to succeed.

"Snort!"

"Snort!"

"Snort!"

……

There was a sound of blood spurting.

Under the firelight of the buildings, bursts of blood mist were like blooming blood epiphany, fleeting.

It turned out that Tao Zhengshan did not disappear, but the speed was too fast for the human eye to catch his figure.

Tao Zhengshan killed all seventy elite warriors of Tieying Mountain in this way.

Seventy warriors from one in a hundred, as Cai Siyuan expected, less than a quarter of an hour.

It's just that it wasn't the black warriors who killed all the victims.

Instead, all the black-clothed warriors were killed by Tao Zhengshan.

Very crisp.

Very neat.

There was only one, only one black-clad warrior who narrowly swooped into the gate of the hut.

but he was pierced in his chest at the door.

The corpse fell forward, almost falling onto the operating table.

An Fupei raised her eyes and asked, "What happened?" ”

Tao Zhengshan picked up the corpse, threw the corpse out like a chicken, and replied, "Nothing happened." ”

An Fupei buried her head in surgery again. "Since nothing happens, don't let people go in and out of the hut casually, I need to be sterile for surgery here."

Tao Zhengshan clenched his fists and agreed, "No." ”

Out of the grass shed, Tao Zhengshan stood at the door of the grass shed with his sword.

The night wind blew his robe.

"With me Tao Zhengshan here, who dares to hurt Doctor An!"