"The reality is that our city will definitely take you Ji Nihuang in, there is no doubt about it. Si Chengmo was in a very happy mood at this time, maybe Ji Nihuang's identity had caused him a little trouble before, but this trouble no longer existed at this time. When he saw Ji Nihuang, the other party's appearance shocked him, and then they came down all the way and chatted happily, although there was a faint sense of alienation, but it did not prevent Si Chengmo from gradually being attracted to the other party, this is not only the attraction of appearance, but also the attraction of personality, this girl is different from other Qinglou women.

Ji Nihuang smiled a little sarcastically: "Do you think that I am not a Qinglou woman, for you, it is a heart disease?"

Si Chengmo was slightly surprised, and then said calmly: "That's not a heart disease, it should be a small trouble, but this trouble is not my own problem, but a problem from the outside world." ”

Ji Nihuang nodded approvingly, she understood what the other party meant, and knew that his explanation was reasonable, not to mention the big families, even if it was an ordinary small family, it was all rejection for the entry of women in the Qinglou.

The carriage was in the drean twilight, the sun had already set, and the sunset had burned half of the sky into a large field of coals. Some dim neighborhoods have begun to turn on the lights, and due to the cold winter season, the streets are sparsely populated, and they are rushing to their homes.

The carriage turned into a relatively narrow street from the main street, the horse's hooves clicked, as if small white flowers bloomed in the twilight, the coachman's soft cry made the expressions of the people in the carriage stagnate, Si Chengmo poked his head out and looked at the front of the carriage.

A figure stood ten feet away in front of the carriage.

A sturdy figure, a dark green costume, a long waist knife, and an indifferent expression. There were more than a dozen of them, and when they stopped in the middle of the street, there was a bit of a gangster's fight, but the difference was that the gangsters didn't wear uniforms, and they weren't so cool.

"It's Yacha!" said the coachman, a little trembling, as he got out of the wheel and unconsciously hid behind the car.

Si Chengmo stood beside the carriage and smiled slightly bitterly, this is not an ordinary fast catcher, when did Lao Tzu provoke the imperial city guards.

"Big brothers, what does this mean?" Si Chengmo spread his hands slightly and said helplessly.

"Acquaintances follow us, and when you get to prison, you will naturally know what you have committed. A square-faced man named Zheng Jun at the head of the leader, who was a member of the Imperial City Guards, said indifferently, slowly pulled out the waist knife in his palm, and then walked over step by step.

Behind him, the Praetorian guards, also with swords in their hands, walked over to this side.

"At the feet of the Son of Heaven, if you want to arrest people, you must at least have a reason, is there any royal law? This is the fifth son of the Sicheng clan, how can you say that you will arrest it?" Ji Nihuang reprimanded loudly.

Zheng Jun sneered slightly, but did not answer, but walked faster and faster.

Si Chengmo's anger gradually rose, these dog minions who only bully the common people on weekdays, the demons bullied humans like that, and I didn't see them dare to squeak, and they worked very hard to deal with their compatriots.

The carriage was already equipped with a long knife, but the coachman hurriedly took out the knife and handed it to him, and ran away.

"Fifth son, be careful!" Although Ji Nihuang also knows some foreign kung fu, it is no different from the three-legged cat's tricks, and if he steps forward, he will only add to the chaos. So she hurriedly retreated.

Si Chengmo is not a martial artist, but his foreign swordsmanship is hard and hard, solid and arrogant, plus he has been walking outside for many years, and his actual combat experience is very sufficient, although there are many people on the other side, he is not half cowardly in his heart.

The light of the setting sun gradually dimmed, leaving only a little afterglow on the darkening streets. Fierce fighting is about to break out in the streets, pedestrians have fled, and nearby businesses have closed their doors to avoid trouble.

Clang!

A fire exploded in the twilight, and Zheng Jun slashed at Si Chengmo's head, and he was arrogant!

Si Chengmo leaned slightly to the side, and the long knife in his hand was also tilted sideways. Then, with this sideways forward momentum, he avoided the opponent's powerful blow. The Praetorian who pounced forward took advantage of the situation and slashed his sword.

Zheng Jun's skills and sword skills are the most powerful, of course Si Chengmo doesn't want to face him head-on, he wants to selectively fight with those weaker guards, using various methods to break through.

This is just a fight between ordinary martial artists, if in terms of martial arts, of course, it is not as gorgeous as those high-level martial artists who blast out vitality attack waves at every turn. However, in terms of ruthlessness and intensity, these low-level hand-to-hand combat are more direct and thrilling than those high-level martial artists.

Si Cheng silently picked up the long knife and danced out one light wheel after another around him, he guarded the door tightly, and the knife technique was sharp and horizontal, opening and closing.

The descendants of Si Chengyan failed to carry the martial arts cultivation of their ancestors, so they had to make a fuss about foreign kung fu. Since the generation of Si Cheng Zhuo, he picked the knife technique as the martial arts of the Si Cheng family, and Si Cheng Zhuo spent a lot of money to hire the master of the famous knife door Han Dao Sect to teach the children of the Si Cheng clan to make knives. The Demon Slaying Knife Method of the Cold Knife Gate took the path of being fierce and ruthless, and then Si Chengzhuo made some modifications to the Demon Slaying Knife Method, and made some subtractions of the complicated tricks to make it more rigid and domineering, and more straightforward.

Si Chengmo took out his sword like the wind, and faced the siege of more than ten people by himself, but he saw a little starlight exploding in the air, clanging, and the whistle generated by the blade cutting through the air made people feel chilled.

Ahh

The tearing sound shouted from Si Chengmo's mouth, combined with the long knife in his hand, slashed violently, and wherever the sword light went, all the guards were swept away.

Zheng Jun roared, and rushed forward, his waist knife moving like a snake, rolling towards Si Chengmo's body. Si Chengmo's knife technique is extremely fierce, and Zheng Jun's knife technique is fierce, with a smart aura, and even a trace of evil spirit.

For a while, a crazy confrontation between Si Chengmo and Zheng Jun was formed.

These two were the strongest among the people present, and when they were fighting at that level, it would be more difficult for the rest of the Praetorian Guards to get involved. However, they occasionally stabbed in the back, but Si Cheng was silently distracted.

Then Si Chengmo was gradually left behind.

"Despicable and shameless, a group of people besieging one person!" Ji Nihuang said loudly beside him.

The guards didn't care about the noise of this beautiful girl, their attention was on Si Chengmo, no matter what today, they had to take down the people, otherwise they would not only not be able to pay the difference, but they might also have to worry about their lives.

Hearing Ji Nihuang's cry, Si Chengmo's heart was slightly sweet, as if a force quietly arose in his body, making his combat power burst out like a lion and tiger.

Zheng Jun suddenly felt a huge pressure, he made a drag knife duel, slightly widened the distance between the two, and then a whirlwind knife, slashed towards Si Chengmo's left side, Si Chengmo's instant burst of combat power forced the other party back a few steps, the move has been old, suddenly saw Zheng Jun swung the whirling knife over, he was already difficult to return the knife to block, he didn't expect Zheng Jun to retreat at all, he could still use such a ruthless whirlwind knife, no matter, had to hurriedly throw the knife, in order to avoid the danger of breaking his arm. But when he threw the knife, he didn't throw the knife directly on the ground, but threw the knife down the other party.

The lethality of that heavy knife when thrown out is also quite amazing.

If Zheng Jun didn't dodge, the waist knife in his hand continued to slash out, although he could chop off one of the opponent's arms, but he would also be seriously injured by the long knife. With such a way of playing, of course he won't let it happen, so he can only dodge it in a hurry.

Bang!

The long knife slashed into the street, smashing the green bricks on the ground to the ground, and a long knife was stuck diagonally there, the handle of the knife swaying freely in the dim twilight.

When Si Cheng silently threw the knife, he rolled backwards, jumped again, avoided the attack of a waist knife, and then pounced on the carriage.

There was a shout of scolding behind him, and the body was one after another, and he pounced.

Rumble!

Si Chengmo crashed into the carriage, the wood chips splashed, and a guard behind him followed closely, and also pounced into the carriage, and the whole carriage quickly shook violently, and the sound of puff and puff came out, it seemed that the human body had suffered a violent blow, accompanied by a scream of pain, and then there was a scream, a scream, a figure crashed out of the broken carriage, and fell into the dim street, without a sound, and I don't know if it was dead or alive.

At this time, the two black horses pulling the cart were frightened, neighed, kicked with all four hooves, and ran forward.

Zheng Jun was furious, ordered his companion to inspect his companion who fell to the ground, and flew to the carriage.

Brush!

The waist knife slashed a cold light in the air, and the roof of the carriage was slashed off.

Zheng Junkan jumped onto the protruding wooden tenon at the back of the carriage, and then swung his knife like a wheel, brushing and brushing! Three knives in a row, the roof of the carriage was split off a few more pieces, and the roof fell to the ground, revealing the interior of the carriage.

At this moment, in the last bit of light reflected by the sunset on the horizon, through the thin baffle of the carriage, the figures were shaking, and the two people, one inside and one outside, by feeling, blasted a fierce punch at each other.

Boom!

Fist to fist, two casserole-sized fists shattered the baffle and collided together.

Both sides of the punch used lethal force, and when the two fists collided together, both of them could feel the force coming from the knuckles, causing the whole arm to tingle.

The carriage was still running, and the carriage swayed in the bumping.

Zheng Jun stood outside the carriage, and if the bump was any bigger, he would be in danger of being thrown out of the car. So he decided to get into the carriage. But the carriage is a square inch of land, the space is narrow, and using a long knife is the way to death. So when that punch blasted out, Zheng Jun threw out the waist knife, and then roared, his left fist hit the baffle, and his right fist was pulled back, crackling with a punch, plus the knee impact, the baffle behind the carriage was instantly hit with sawdust, and it was completely powdered.