The gates of Yancheng had been closed before nightfall, and up and down the gates, a few soldiers were swaying listlessly, sheltering from the rain and yawning under the eaves, scolding the damn ghost weather by the way.

Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves and wheels could be heard on the road not far away, and the soldiers opened their eyes to see that it was an inconspicuous carriage, which was approaching the city gate. The soldiers under the city stopped the carriage and continued to move forward, and asked loudly: "The city gate is closed!

Farther away, at the door of a shop that had long since closed, there was a beggar who was draped in a straw mat that he had gotten out of nowhere, half of his body was wet from the rain, and his whole body was shrunk in a ball, and his messy hair covered his entire face. But if someone gets closer, they will find that under the greasy and messy hair, there are a pair of surprisingly large eyes, which are full of bloodshots, which looks particularly strange. The eyes were fixed on the carriage approaching the city gate, and did not move.

The man in the carriage had said something to the soldier, and then he had not known what was being revealed, and the soldier hesitated for a moment, and then discussed a few more words with his companions, and finally decided to open the gate and let the carriage out of the city. Seeing this, the beggar grinned and let out a silent laugh. When the carriage had departed and the gates were closed again, the beggar stood up tremblingly, hunched over his back, and took the mat in his arms, and turned away.

This beggar is the Zhu Zisheng, he walked to the place where no one was, threw away the straw mat, turned around in the city, and came to a hidden corner, where there was a small wooden cart, the car was covered with several layers of waterproof tarpaulin, Zhu Zisheng laughed dryly, took out a fire fold from his arms, and was about to light it, when he suddenly shivered, his neck was cold, and he looked sideways, but he found that he had a sharp sword on his neck at some point, and the person holding the sword was behind him, without making a sound.

"Good man, there is something to say!" Zhu Zisheng raised his hands without hesitation, and the fire fold was also thrown to the ground, his head was raised high, and he said very honestly: "No matter who the hero is, I am just a beggar, and I have nothing to ......."

"Don't talk nonsense, you are Zhu Zisheng. Listening to the voice, the person behind him should be a man who is not too old, Zhu Zisheng didn't dare to look back, nor did he admit it, but just laughed dryly: "What pig, dog, what are you talking about......"

Before the words fell, the sword around his neck was handed into his neck, and the sharp blade was close to the skin, making Zhu Zisheng's hair stand on end, and a drop of blood oozed out.

The man behind him said, "I'm not here to talk nonsense with you, just to confirm." Turn around. ”

Under the threat of death, Zhu Zisheng had no choice but to turn around obediently. Standing opposite him was a man in his thirties, dressed in a short shirt and wearing a hat on his head, unable to see his face clearly, obviously a Jianghu man. The man reached out and lifted the brim of his hat slightly, revealing a pair of eyes that did not wake up, glanced at Zhu Zisheng, stayed on his weird big eyes for a while, nodded, stretched out his left hand and hit him on the nose.

Zhu Zisheng screamed in pain, the whole person leaned back, tears came out, and then heard the man say: "Hey, I haven't fainted yet, it's really durable." Then before he could stand firmly, another punch came, and this time, Zhu Zisheng's eyes were directly dark, and he didn't know what to do.

When he woke up again, he found that he had a ball of cloth stuffed in his mouth, reaching his throat, and he could not make a sound, and there was a sharp pain at the bridge of his nose, which may have been broken, and the pain made him cry uncontrollably, and his hands and feet were tied up in a small place, and the man with the hat sat opposite him. Judging by the appearance of this small place, it should be the interior of a horse-drawn carriage. Zhu Zisheng's pupils shrank, and he had a bad premonition.

"You guessed it right, this is the carriage you saw earlier. The man smiled, stretched out his hand and patted Zhu Zisheng's shoulder: "You said that you are staying well in a place like the capital, why do you need to come here to engage in any conspiracy and tricks? ”

After that, the man waved his hand at Zhu Zisheng, said "farewell", and got out of the carriage, and then Zhu Zisheng was frightened, and heard the sound of horses' hooves and wheels that he heard when he was a beggar before, and he was extremely looking forward to the arrival of this sound at that time, and now, the horse is pulling the cart, and the wheels are under his buttocks.

Not long after, Zhu Zisheng, who was struggling desperately, heard a "bang" sound in the distance again, and he knew that it was the fireworks that he had hidden in Yancheng that exploded.

He couldn't speak, he couldn't move his hands or feet, tears kept welling up in his huge eyes, and in the frantic struggle, his wrists had already been sharpened by the rough hemp rope, but he still writhed as if he couldn't feel it.

Suddenly, a slender sword stabbed down from the top of the carriage, not stabbing Zhu Zisheng, but staying in front of him. Zhu Zisheng stared at this sword, panting constantly from his nostrils, his chest rose and fell violently, and he was about to do something, but at this time, from all sides of the carriage, more than a dozen swords stabbed in, instantly stabbing Zhu Zisheng into a hornet's nest.

The blood bloomed, Zhu Zisheng's mouth was blocked, and he couldn't even scream, his body was constantly twitching, and a fishy smell oozed from the crotch of his pants, which was mixed with the blood flowing on his body, making the entire carriage filled with the smell of death.

Outside the carriage, more than a dozen black-clothed people held swords from different directions, stabbing the carriage through the carriage, they all clearly felt the feeling of the sword entering the flesh, but they did not hear anyone screaming, nor did they resist, which made them a little puzzled for a while, but the next moment, they lost the ability to think.

The entire carriage exploded, and the huge flames engulfed these black-clothed people in an instant, and they didn't even have time to make a sound, and they turned into pieces together with Zhu Zisheng in the car.

In the distance, the man in the hat was walking in the mountains, heard the roar, turned his head, saw the fire looming in the heavy rain, shook his head, and turned away.

As the heavy rain continued, the river became more and more urgent, and the rain had become a water curtain, and Ning Liang couldn't see the stone swallow flying by the river. He sighed with some regret and asked Luo Yong, who had just arrived at his side, "How much time will it take you to kill the remaining three people of the Wind Killing Five Horses?"

Luo Yong thought for a while, hugged his fists and said, "It will be tomorrow morning." ”

"Hmm. Ning Liang nodded and said, "Then you can go." ”

"But ......," Luo Yong said with some hesitation, "The villain dares to say a word...... If I go after them, the only person who can fight against Wei Zongtian around the master will be that ...... The tower, but ......"

"But he's Dongfang Wei's person, isn't he?" Ning Liang glanced at Luo Yong, who was a little embarrassed, and said indifferently: "It doesn't matter, even if you stay, you are not Wei Zongtian's opponent." The tower wants to protect his master, and he will kill Wei Zongtian. You don't have to worry about me. ”

Luo Yong didn't say more, knowing that the master had his own ideas, so he immediately took a few people and got on the horse and left. Ning Liang stretched out his hand and rubbed his somewhat sore brow, feeling a little upset.

After killing this batch, will there be a follow?

This thought was only a flash, and soon, a person as his name came to Ning Liang's side, it was the iron tower, this person was really like an iron tower, taller than the apprentice named Fan Man who laughed at the king of Hades, Ning Liang was seven feet long, and it was only up to his waist, this iron tower swordsman was on his back, like an ancient beast, his face, arms and exposed chest were full of large and small scars, and he didn't know what kind of torture he had suffered in the past. He was carrying a big knife on his shoulder, like a door panel, and it was not much the same size as the regret sword in the hand of the valley lord named Long Youregret of the Heavenly King Sect, and the knife was full of blood stains that had rusted into the blade.

But looking at his expression, he was stupid and stupid, but he turned out to be a dementia. Also coming with him was Dongfang Wei, at this time she had already cleaned up, and she didn't have the embarrassed appearance of being drenched in the rain just now, but she still didn't dare to look at Ning Liang's eyes, and she didn't talk to him, she just told Tie Ta to say: "If I ask you to kill whoever you want to kill in a while, you will kill whoever you want." ”

The tower nodded stunnedly, and opened his mouth a

"Huh...... One is a fool and a dumb man, the other is an old man and a blind man, this is going to fight, it's really interesting......" An old voice came slowly, Wei Zongtian arrived. He was holding a big umbrella, led by a little boy named An'er, and walked slowly, and at the same time, his mouth was slowly talking.

"It is worthy of being the political envoy of Zheyun Cheng, a big official, it's really powerful. The old man thought that you would send Luo Yong to deal with Zhu Zisheng, and send this fool to solve the Five Horsemen of Killing Wind, but he never thought that you would use Luo Yong to beat the Five Horsemen of Killing Wind to a pulp, and casually hired a Jianghu person, plus a handful of explosives to solve Zhu Zisheng and his fifteen masters. This kind of calculation power is really a person that even I, Wei Zongtian, are afraid of. ”

Ning Liang looked at Wei Zongtian not far away with cold eyes, and said disdainfully: "Where did you come from to be reckless, dare to compare with this official? Kill him. ”

Tie Ta heard Ning Liang's words, but did not step forward, but glanced at Dongfang Wei, and saw that Dongfang Wei nodded, so he roared angrily and pounced.

He doesn't look like a person, more like an ancient beast, the giant-like body exudes the breath of desolation, the roar is like a tiger king in the mountains, the huge knife is held high above his head, his steps and body look like he doesn't know a little martial arts, just like a farmer who is holding a firewood knife to kill a pig, but the amazing power contained in it is not comparable to fifty farmers combined.

Every step he stepped on, he stepped into a deep pit in the mud, making a terrifying roar, like a siege chariot, crushing towards Wei Zongtian.

Wei Zongtian's face also became solemn, and he ordered his little apprentice to go farther, and he also threw away the big umbrella, his body was slightly sideways, his steps were slightly separated, his hands were in a posture in front of him, and his palms were like knives.

Soon, the iron tower roared in front of Wei Zongtian, and the big sword broke through the raging storm with a thunderous sound, slashing straight at his head. Wei Zongtian's eyes couldn't see, but his ears moved, his body did not retreat but advanced, he stepped forward, got close to the body of the iron tower, raised his hands up, and held his wrist, and then the five fingers of his right hand struck the arm of the iron tower like lightning, hitting his acupoint.

However, the muscles on the iron tower's hands were knotted, and the coiled green tendons were like old tree roots, and Wei Zongtian's hand kung fu that he had honed for decades hit the top, which only made him roar in pain, but he did not lose his strength and throw down his weapon as Wei Zongtian expected, and only swung his right hand away a little.

Wei Zongtian was a little surprised, he only felt that his right hand hit a thick piece of iron, and he immediately knew that this work was not completed, and a monster like the iron tower could not fight with him for a long time, otherwise he would definitely die, so the old blind man was very alert and withdrew around the body of the iron tower. Just a moment after he withdrew, the left fist of the iron tower's cannonball-like hand smashed into the place where Wei Zongtian was standing, directly smashing the ground apart, and the stones and muddy water splashed.

Although Wei Zongtian is blind, for a person like him who has been immersed in martial arts for decades, at such a close distance, even if the opponent's shoulder moves, he can feel it, so the two quickly exchanged more than a dozen moves in just a moment, but Wei Zongtian did not fall to the downside, and was never touched by the iron tower, but the strength of the iron tower's body is also rare in the world, Wei Zongtian hit him with a heavy hand many times, but it was not painful.

After a few fights, Wei Zongtian was old after all, so he had to take a few steps back, temporarily withdraw from the battle circle, coughed a few times, and sneered: "What an iron tower that can't be beaten, it seems that the old man has to take out the effort to press the bottom of the box......" After saying that, he stirred his internal strength, his clothes were blown up without wind, and the rain around his body began to retreat, and white smoke began to rise from the top of Wei Zongtian's head, obviously the internal force was urged to the extreme.

However, the tower didn't know what internal force or tricks, and still roared and rushed forward, and the big knife danced in the air.

Ning Liang, who was not far away, sighed a little impatiently at this time, and said with emotion: "Recklessness is recklessness, no matter how smart a person is, he can only use his fists to solve the problem in the end." ”