Rage (5)

"Ahh

Jiang Jiujin was screaming, the body of the lower half of his body twitched involuntarily, his bruised face was still full of smiles, and he yelled.

"That's what I did. Hahahaha......"

So Fan Ru once again saw the green tendons on Jian Ming's arm.

Fan Ru was no longer able to persuade him, and shrank lightly on the corner of the wall, and the divine light that had always been in his eyes began to be a little hollow.

Jian Ying couldn't restrain himself either.

Hot tears poured into my heart, and immediately turned into a deep hatred.

The tall body turned again and walked towards the wide opening of the narrow road.

At the same time, there were also many Yinjunfang guards who found Jiang Jiujin who was screaming and doing obscene movements. They may also find it interesting to each other, but after all, it is an eventful winter, and after looking at each other, there are four people in a small team to check on the situation.

The four of them came to Jiang Jiujin's side, and happened to meet Jian Ming and walked out of the narrow road.

One of them pointed to the sword and spoke.

"Stop. ”

The sword was unheard of, and there was anger all over his body.

Jiang Jiujin felt funny and said.

"How can the sword god stand!"

The man continued to remind.

"If you don't stand still, don't blame us. ”

Jiang Jiujin muttered a low chuckle.

"When the sword kills you, it will never let you stand. ”

The other person's face changed drastically, but he just knocked Jiang Jiujin's mouth with a stick and said.

"Shut up. ”

Jiang Jiujin didn't have the slightest resistance.

And here, the man has already started to fight with the sword.

The guard lifted the long stick and smashed it into the head of the sword, and the sword was deflected, and while dodging lightly, he approached, and immediately grabbed the saber at the guard's waist with his right hand, and then kicked his foot on the guard's abdomen, kicking the person away, and the knife was also pulled out.

As soon as the other three saw that the sword was menacing, they also came up together.

The two long sticks attacked left and right in unison, focusing on the shoulders of the sword.

The third stick was swept at the ankle.

Jian Ming immediately responded, and suddenly the fish jumped in the air, and the stick that swept the hall naturally fell into the air. When he was suspended in the air, he shook three times in a row, and swung away the long stick that was rushing towards his shoulder, and the last shake was deep in the chest of the guard.

Fortunately, it is winter now, and both of them are wrapped in jackets, otherwise there must be blood flowing on their chests, and now it is just cotton wool spilled.

The three of them stepped back neatly, joined the guard who had been kicked out first, and were about to strike at the person in front of them again.

But for the four of them, the sword is really too fast.

In the blink of an eye, it had jumped up.

Only one person could react, and the long stick stabbed out, but was caught by the sword.

Immediately afterwards, Jian Ming kicked the tip of a person's chin, and suddenly this person flew out upside down, even if he fell into the snow, it was not clear.

Only then did the other two make a move, swinging left and right, trying to trap people in it.

"Bang. ”

But listening to this loud noise, you can understand that neither of them has left a hand, and they are about to beat people to the ground.

However, this sound was made by the collision of two long sticks, and the sword had already escaped.

At some point, Jian Ming had slipped behind the three of them, and the steel knife struck again, and the back of the knife slammed into the back of the neck, instantly making the three people lose their reason to stand at the same time.

Then, with a rage, he walked towards the man who was rolling in the snow.

And the snowflakes fluttering in the sky finally stopped falling in the silent early morning.