Wen Yan faced Steward Yang, who had torn off his disguise, without showing the slightest panicked look, standing still without moving, still smiling lightly, as if the person who was about to die was not himself. And the reason why Wen Yanzheng can have such confidence is entirely because of the person who is blocking him at this time: 'Gun Emperor' Ye Guanlan.

Ye Guanlan held the gun in his right hand and stretched it out, and he stabbed out with a plain shot, but there was a momentum that pierced the sky, and the tip of the gun accurately blocked the sneak attack of Steward Yang. Seeing that his little trick did not succeed, Steward Yang did not continue to attack, and directly relied on the power of Ye Guanlan's gun to flip back twice and landed lightly beside the bustard.

"It's a pity that we didn't succeed. Steward Yang shook his head and seemed very disappointed, and asked with a hideous face: "Ye Guanlan, you and His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince have no grievances, why did you come to this troubled water?"

Ye Guanlan put away the gun and thrust it heavily on the ground, the ground instantly cracked, and there was no expression on his cold face, and he said four words calmly: "The emperor's order is difficult to disobey!"

At this time, Wen Yanzheng's private soldiers unsheathed their swords one after another, and the sound of "click" rang out, and Wen Yanzheng was instantly surrounded in the middle of the crowd, and Steward Yang no longer had such a good chance to plot against the Ten Princes.

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it. Ye Guanlan, you dignified 'gun emperor' turned out to be a lackey of the royal family, which is really despicable. Steward Yang mocked Ye Guanlan in a weird manner.

Ye Guanlan ignored Steward Yang's sneer, held the gun back, pointed the tip of the gun at the ground, took two steps back, and let out Wen Yanzheng behind him.

"Steward Yang, what you said is really right. Wen Yan was stroking his palms and laughing, and teased: "In this way, you are no different from the Lord of the Ye Sect, aren't you also a dog of the Four Emperor Brothers?"

"You!" Steward Yang seemed to be exposed to the sore spot, his eyes widened angrily, but he suddenly sneered: "What kind of thing is Wen Yanlie, and he deserves to be a dog? ”

Wen Yanzheng heard Steward Yang's words, and he sighed "huh" in his heart, feeling as if he had received important information. According to Steward Yang's meaning, the evil warrior is not a subordinate of the fourth prince Wen Yanlie, but a relationship similar to cooperation. Wenyan was thinking of this, so he planned to come up with some more information.

Wen Yanzheng deliberately pretended to be contemptuous and said: "Tools? As he spoke, his eyes looked at Steward Yang, expecting his reaction.

Steward Yang didn't argue this time, but seemed to have won the battle, and said proudly: "It's useless to talk too much now, after tonight, the truth will be revealed." ”

"Do you think you have a chance to survive tonight? "Wen Yan is trying to take over Yihong Courtyard bloodlessly, persuading.

"What if I die? Wen Yanzheng, you are doomed!" Steward Yang suddenly seemed to be crazy, and roared hoarsely at Wen Yanzheng.

"Stubborn! Lord Yemen, let's do it. Wen Yan flicked his sleeves fiercely, angry at Steward Yang's ignorance.

Ye Guanlan didn't say yes, but the rapidly shaking tip of the spear showed his attitude. His figure rushed forward suddenly, and the gun shot out like a dragon, smashing directly into Steward Yang's chest. The disciples of the Gun Alliance and the private soldiers of the Ten Princes followed behind him, fighting with the red-clothed evil forces pouring out of Yihong Courtyard.

One inch is long and one inch is strong, and one inch is short and one inch is dangerous. Ye Guanlan's spear and Steward Yang's short dagger are undoubtedly the ultimate existence of these two types of weapons. Ye Guanlan's spears stabbed out one after another at high speed, leaving several afterimages in the air, and it looked as if more than a dozen spears were shot at the same time.

Steward Yang is not an easy person, his figure dodges left and right, and he is extremely dexterous, always avoiding the guns in a calm and unhurried manner, and gradually shortening the distance between him and Ye Guanlan unconsciously. He understands that the advantage of the dagger can only be maximized when it is close to the body, and that the key to victory is to make the enemy's moves unleashed.

Ye Guanlan also saw Steward Yang's thoughts, and immediately abandoned the sharp tip of the spear, and instead unfolded the spear like a stick. The reason why the gun can stand out among many weapons is that it has the advantage of gathering the strengths of the soldiers. It can be stabbed, swept and picked, and even some people who use guns can also integrate the whip method into it, making it impossible to prevent it.

At this time, Steward Yang deeply understood this, he originally thought that even Ye Guanlan, as long as he was close, he could be equal to Ye Guanlan. But now he let Ye Guanlan's stick method and whip method firmly block it three feet away, and he can't touch the corner of Ye Guanlan's clothes at all. Suddenly, my heart was urgent, and I was anxious to make contributions.

When Ye Guanlan's gun swept towards his head, Steward Yang did not resist with a dagger, but raised his left arm, ready to take Ye Guanlan's sweep. Steward Yang is desperate, he knows that he will definitely lose after a long battle. If you want to fight back, the only way to do this is to break your wrist and give up your arm in exchange for a fleeting opportunity.

The barrel of the spear swept heavily on Steward Yang's left arm, first with a "bang", and then with the sound of "crunch", Steward Yang's forearm was instantly broken, but Steward Yang had no intention of withdrawing his hand, gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain, and grabbed the gun with his backhand. At the same time, after Ye Guanlan's shot was swept out, the middle door opened. Steward Yang was waiting for this time, and the dagger in his hand came out with all his strength and shot at Ye Guanlan's chest.

When Ye Guanlan saw the dagger flying, he didn't panic, a soft pure flesh strength passed upward from the soles of his feet, and Ye Guanlan's body suddenly twisted back and forth like a wave. It's too late, it's too fast, and the momentum reaches the arm holding the gun in just a breath.

The moment the strength was transmitted to the barrel of the gun, the barrel of the gun was bent into an unbelievable arc, and then Ye Guanlan was actually driven by the gun, and his body moved a foot to the right, and the dagger that shot at him flew past Ye Guanlan's side, and directly penetrated a soldier behind him. At the same time, the tip of the spear was strongly attacked in the opposite direction, stabbing at the back of Steward Yang's neck with a strange arc. The whole spear was centered on Steward Yang's hand, and it rotated a full quarter of a circle.

Steward Yang's left arm, which was originally broken because of the hard resistance to the sweep, was twisted alive under the rotation of the gun body at this time, and the severe pain made Steward Yang let go of his miserable hand and let out a miserable scream: "Ahhhhh

The moment the tip of the spear touched the back of Steward Yang's neck, it cut through his flesh, and blood seeped out and flowed along the neck into the neckline. However, the tip of the spear that had just tasted the taste of blood could not go even one step deeper, and Steward Yang seemed to realize that his life should not be extinguished, and after a short period of stunned, he forcibly endured the pain and quickly retreated a few steps.

At this time, Steward Yang saw clearly that it was two extremely long ribbons that were far away from Ye Guanlan's spear, and the other end of the ribbon was the old bustard of Yihong Courtyard, who was looking at Steward Yang with concern.

The old bustard held the ribbon tightly with both hands, and shouted at Steward Yang: "Steward Yang, you go first, go to the palace to report the news!" ”

"But ......" Steward Yang understood that the old bustard was trying to use his life to create a chance for himself to escape, and he was cold-blooded and ruthless, and he suddenly felt a little unbearable in his heart.

"There's no time to think about it, the Lord's plan is the most important, I can't last long, let's go!" the old bustard felt the strength of the gun gradually increase, urging.

Steward Yang nodded emphatically, then turned around and performed light skills without hesitation, and under the movement of his body, he climbed over the roof of the street without looking back, and walked in the direction of Guangde Gate.

Ye Guanlan pulled the spear wrapped in the ribbon twice hard, and couldn't pull it out for a while, and shouted at the disciples of the Gun League: "Go and chase it!"

This is Wen Yanzheng, but he stopped with an unfathomable smile: "Don't chase it, just let him go." ”

Ye Guanlan didn't understand what Wen Yanzheng meant, but he still obeyed the order and did not chase after Steward Yang, and instead prepared to vent all the anger in his heart on the old bustard who blocked him. The internal force from the ribbon is very peculiar, there is a magical effect of overcoming rigidity with softness, Ye Guanlan couldn't break free with brute force, so he simply stopped pulling the gun hard, but kept drawing circles with the tip of the gun, rolling the ribbon around the barrel of the gun, and gradually narrowed the distance between him and the bustard.

The ribbon used by the old bustard focuses on borrowing strength, using the enemy's strength to counter itself. But Ye Guanlan's hand suddenly made the old bustard panic, she couldn't give full play to her own distance and borrowing strength, and the ribbon was slowly being eaten away by Ye Guanlan. In desperation, he had to turn his hands into knives, break the ribbon, and stretch out his arms, wipe the ground with his toes, and float backwards.

Ye Guanlan had already let Steward Yang escape, feeling that he had lost face in front of the four princes, and in anger, his feet were wrong, and he followed the gun, and chased after the old bustard. The old bustard only felt that Ye Guanlan was getting closer and closer behind him, and knew that he was by no means an opponent in his hard work, so he crossed the arch bridge and ran towards the Yihong Courtyard, trying to catch a few ministers as hostages.

Ye Guanlan also saw the old bustard's thoughts, and threw the spear wrapped around the ribbon in his hand vigorously, with a move of "whale into the sea", the spear was like lightning, shooting at the back of the bustard's heart. At this time, the old bustard had just run to the door, and the spear behind him had arrived, and it was already unavoidable.

The spear passed through the body and pierced the old bustard from the back of the heart, but the strength was not exhausted, and the spear continued to fly forward with the old bustard's body, breaking through the gate of Yihong Courtyard and piercing the pillar on the first floor more than three feet. The old bustard was immediately discouraged, and hung on the spear in the air. The blood that flowed from the wound in the back of the heart dripped down the ribbon on the spear and fell to the ground like a leak telling the time.

Ye Guanlan walked into Yihong Courtyard, slowly stood by the pillar, held the tail of the gun dripping blood, and pulled it out hard, and suddenly the old bustard's body fell to the ground, dyed red. Slowly raised the spear and threw it down, and a long blood line was drawn on the ground, which was very terrifying.

At this time, all the ministers who were still hiding in the corner on the first floor looked at Ye Guanlan in horror, unable to distinguish whether he was friend or foe, and were directly frightened by his skill of wearing human gourds, and even more when they saw the corpse of the old bustard, they directly bent over and vomited.

The battle outside Yihong Courtyard continued, but because of the existence of the disciples of the Gun Alliance, the red-clothed evil martial arts were not opponents at all, and they were quickly wiped out.

Under the protection of the guards, Wenyan walked into the Yihong Courtyard, looked at the ministers like frightened birds, with a kind smile on his face, and asked, "Ministers, how good is the food tonight?"