The two people sitting on the roof were not, so Ning Buji turned his back and no longer looked at Suzaku Street.

Reaching out and pulling out a dead grass from the corner of the roof, and gently dusting off the snow water on it, Guo Xiaojiu looked at Yang Hu with interest.

More than a dozen soldiers sitting on horseback did not stop, Yang Huzi glanced over and looked at Cao Akui, who was all murderous: "If you want to stop me, you are still a little tender." ”

In the territory of the Tang Dynasty, Yang Huzi has no fear, he is the righteous son of the noble concubine, and he is the righteous son of today's son. His Majesty the Son of Heaven loves the concubine the most, so no one dares to kill him, except His Majesty the Son of Heaven.

He knew in his heart, how could others not know.

Today, some people gathered on Suzaku Street, but in the eyes of Yang Huzi, even if these people wanted him to die in their hearts, they didn't dare to really kill him, he didn't rebel, and second, he didn't offend His Majesty the Son of Heaven, who could kill him.

The spear was lit to the ground, but Cao Akui didn't do it immediately, he didn't like to talk to people who were about to die. Killing Yang Hu Zi is the intention of His Majesty the Son of Heaven, no matter what, Yang Hu Zi must die today.

This general, who is the commander of the Tang Dynasty's Shence Army, can not think about these things, he has a heart of courage and loyalty, whoever the Son of Heaven asks him to kill, he will kill whomever he wants.

In the Imperial City today, there were two big people gathered together, and they were two people who stood taller than the big people who welcomed Yang Huzi into the city a few days ago.

The two of them climbed the castle tower and overlooked from the imperial city, and all the scenes of Suzaku Street came into view.

The old Taoist priest stretched out his hand and twisted up the two white whiskers, probably because he was not very accustomed to the temperature on the streets and alleys of the imperial capital, he breathed softly, his breath was long, and he took another breath into his abdomen, and his eyes fell on Yang Huzi.

"Let's look at Commander Cao first. The old Taoist priest stretched out his hand to stop the two red-branded corners beside him, without turning his head, as if he was smiling.

"Hmph!" I don't know if I was a little dissatisfied with this old Taoist priest, the only trace of respect I had before also stepped on my feet at this time, and the silver spear clicked on the ground again, and stepped forward with one foot.

More than a dozen sergeants have already walked to the front of the alley, except for Yang Huzi, all of them are reaching out to hold their knives, and their eyes fall on the four people at the entrance of the alley.

Although this imperial capital city is large, it has not yet been protected by the capital of Anxi, and there is no reason why it cannot get out of the city.

The spear held in Cao Akui's hand suddenly lifted, and he also stepped forward, those ordinary soldiers, wanting to stop him, were foolish dreams.

may be in the eyes of Yang Huzi, whose eyes are full of disdain, and he also looks at Cao Akui's rudeness.

The spear came at him, but he sat upright on his horse, not moving, not even looking back.

As long as the spear does not enter a foot in front of him, it does not come to kill him, and if it does enter a foot in front of him, it is not too late for him to draw his sword.

Several soldiers behind him were unsheathed, and in the not-so-bright morning, the sword light was a little dim. Yang Beard did not give an order, they could only hold horizontal knives and look at each other angrily.

The spear stopped a foot outside of Willowbeard, and the horse's hoof under his crotch stopped on Suzaku Street. Yang Huzi tilted his head slightly, and stretched out his hand to fly the spear out: "Cao Akui, don't think that if you put on a good-looking clothes, you will forget your identity, the watchdog is not as good as my barbarian dog." ”

The head of the spear did not move, and the beard pouted: "You want to kill me?" ”

As if he had sensed that Cao Akui had really moved to kill today, Yang Huzi didn't dare to slack off, and reached out and pulled out the horizontal knife.

The horizontal knife stood on his chest, the spear was a foot away from him, and the three million stone grain and grass promised by the empire were only afraid that he would have to exchange it for his poplar beard's head, without those grain and grass, how could the army go south from Longyou, Guannei, and Hedong to the outside of the imperial capital?

Yang Huzi really wanted to rebel, and from the first time he saw the concubine Niangniang, he swore that he would always rescue her from that cage in this life. His Majesty, the Son of Heaven, who often calls him my son, thinks about coming here for a few days, and I can see his thoughts, that is, I really want him to die.

"Ahh

The spear was naturally pointed at the neck of the poplar beard, and a shot entered the throat and took his life.

As soon as he made a move, the horizontal knife slashed obliquely, although Yang Huzi's body was bloated, he could move vigorously, and the moment his body hit the spear, he swept out backwards, and stepped on the Suzaku Street with both feet.

The spear flew out of his hand, still rushing forward, Cao Akui saw that he was about to hit the horse's belly, and his whole body was raised backwards, passing under the horse's belly, and then he got up and raised his hand, which happened to be held on the tail of the spear.

The spear path of this commander of the Shence Army is different from the gun path of Yuan Ba, his gun path is strong in momentum, and when he shoots a gun, he is like a rainbow, moving forward without leaving a way out.

The horizontal knife stopped again, and collided with the head of the spear, bursting out a string of sparks, and the willow beard was very stable, so the horizontal knife was just a trembling blade, and the spear could not move forward after all.

When this shot was blocked, Yang Huzi dared to show a little smile on his face: "I have long heard that Commander Cao's marksmanship is unparalleled in my Tang Dynasty, but what I see today is nothing more than that." ”

Yang Huzi said this, no one will refute it, and neither will Cao Akui, he does have marksmanship that's all, and the strongest killing move is only to force Yang Huzi off the horse, to kill Yang Huzi, Cao Akui alone, is far from enough.

The spear castration stopped abruptly, no longer moving forward, Cao Akui put away the gun, took two steps back, raised the gun, his eyes focused on Yang Hu again, and began to gather momentum.

A little cold came first, and then the gun came out like a dragon.

It is a true portrayal of Cao Akui's next shot, the spear in his hand once again with an unstoppable momentum, stabbing in the direction of Yang Huzi, one shot did not return, and another shot came.

The beard that had just removed the power of the previous shot finally showed some ferocity on his face, since he wanted his dog to die, there was no need for him to continue to keep his hands. His Majesty the Son of Heaven will not turn his face against him openly, as long as he leaves the imperial capital, he will dare to turn his face with His Majesty the Son of Heaven, because he has 200,000 border troops of the Tang Dynasty.

Ruthless?When did he really have a relationship with His Majesty the Son of Heaven?

He can have today for the sake of the concubine. In the entire Tang Dynasty, he regarded him as a confidant, and there were only two people, the concubine Niangniang and the prime minister Li Linfu.

The spear is like a dragon, and the horizontal knife sits on the ground as a tiger.

The dragon fights the tiger, in the imperial capital of Chang'an.

Even if it was such a shot, it only suppressed Yang Hu for a moment. If Cao Akui's strength was stronger, this moment would be enough to take Yang Huzi's life.

The momentum of the horizontal knife rose to the top, and the spear pressed on the horizontal knife slowly lost its momentum with the fierce smile of Yang Hu.

The spear was withdrawn again, and Cao Akui took two steps back again, raised the spear and began to gather momentum, just as before.

This time Yang Huzi did not leave Cao Akui a chance to shoot again, he defended and attacked, and the horizontal knife pressed towards Cao Akui, as a fierce general, the battle of life and death that Yang Huzi experienced was beyond the reach of everyone present.

So, Cao Akui gave Yang Huzi the opportunity to turn things around in the time of regaining momentum, and every knife he used was a killing skill, which was accumulated by fighting in front of the battle formation, one by one.

The horizontal knife fell on the body of the spear, Cao Akui had no defensive position, only a strong attack, but under the Yang Beard, who was stronger than him, it was like a tide that faded in an instant, and never returned.

As if he saw that Cao Akui couldn't help the poplar beard, the old Taoist priest sitting at the entrance of the alley, his bearded hand trembled, and he pulled out a long beard, which hurt him so much that he bared his teeth.

The two red-carded corners, a man and a woman, who stood quietly beside him, seemed to have received orders and began to walk in the direction of the willow beard.

The old Taoist priest didn't stop him this time, he nodded, a little complacent, or they understood my old man's thoughts.

Cao Akui was stabbed by Yang Hu and forced back seven or eight steps, he put away his gun and stopped shooting. Xiao Wenshan opened the folding fan in his hand and walked in front of him, coughing again.

I really don't know what such a sick scholar can do.

Zhu Yeqing, who was like a green snake coming out of a hole, smiled at Cao Akui when he passed by his side, and he was extremely charming.

A soft sword, held in the hand of Zhu Yeqing, the soft sword trembled slightly, and it was the green snake spitting letters.

Yang Hu is not afraid, and he will stand up to meet the enemy again.