Although Wei Ting is a gentle little daughter in front of him, she is simply arrogant to others, with Wei Zhongxian, her father-in-law, no matter who she is, she doesn't dare to do anything to her.

Zhang Zheng didn't dare to let this aunt and grandmother pass, the mixed yuan hand Yuan Gang on the opposite side was not a simple person, Wei Ting's swordsmanship was not weak, and he was barely a first-class master on the rivers and lakes, but he was not Yuan Gang's opponent.

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"You stand back, this is our Jinyiwei's business, and we don't need outsiders to interfere. He said coldly, Xiaogu Liang stomped her feet, took a few steps back dissatisfiedly, and a group of brocade-clothed guards immediately rushed up, and arrows flashing with cold light pointed at everyone in the hall.

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"Lord Yang, you always know the rules. Zhang Zheng tilted his head and shook the water on his body, paused and continued: "Escape from prison, this crime is not light. ”

"Although you are in the prison of the Criminal Department, Jinyiwei can't just let you escape, otherwise where will my face go. ”

His voice was very soft, but it was unusually loud, and he couldn't hear joy, anger, sorrow, and sorrow, and it fell on everyone's ears, and a chill arose in his heart, as if even the air was filled with a trace of murder.

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"If you cut yourself, this official can still leave you a whole corpse, Lord Yang might as well think about it. ”

"Presumptuous, Wei Party lackey, how dare you talk to Yang Gong like this. Mixed Yuan Shouyuan said stiffly.

This battle is inevitable, one side survives, one side kills, since there is no other choice, he is fearless, and forcibly suppresses the fear of Zhang Zheng in his heart.

No matter what Yuan Gang says, he is also the top figure in martial arts, and he has arrogance in his heart, although Zhang Zheng is strong, he is not weak.

"My lord, when the fight starts, the brothers will drag Jinyiwei, you go first. ”

"Nope. Yang Lian directly refused, he was an old man, where could he go.

"Can you keep him today. Yang Lian pointed at Zhang Zheng and asked in a low voice.

Yuan Gang showed hesitation, and then his eyes flashed, obviously intending to fight to the death.

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"Except for the old man, there is no one left. Zhang Zhengmo rubbed the saber in his hand and ordered.

Behind him, the masters of the brocade guards fired a volley of crossbow arrows, and one or twenty men in black immediately fell to the ground.

"Kill"

The bright embroidered spring knife came out of its sheath and rolled up the muddy water in the sky, like a fierce hungry wolf, rushing towards its prey.

"Kill"

Mixed Yuan Shou Yuan Gang led his subordinates to stop the Jinyi Guard outside the main hall, and the two sides of the people and horses fought together, and a tragic battle broke out, the rain washed the blood, flowing to the ground, and the muddy soil was scarlet.

The rain splashed everywhere, and the sound of the sword soldiers was drowned out by the heavy rain, but the strong smell of blood still spread along the air in all directions.

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This time, he came with the masters of Jinyiwei, but Yuan Gang's subordinates were dead soldiers, and if they could rob the prison of the Criminal Department, how could they be nameless, although some losses were lost, but the remaining thirty or so people were still under the leadership of Yuan Gang, blocking their offensive.

"Boom", Yuan Gang, the mixed yuan hand, rushed into the Jinyi Guard alone, killing wantonly, a pair of fists blasted out, even the embroidered spring knife would be broken, and the powerful fist strength came out of the body, just three or five breaths, several Jinyi Wei masters fell under Yuan Gang's fist, and the death was unbearable.

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Zhang Zheng didn't mean to make a move, he stood quietly on the side with a long knife, as if it was not his subordinates who died.

"You're just watching them die?" Wei Ting said dissatisfied.

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"My subordinates don't need waste, only if they survive will they be qualified to follow me. His face did not change in the slightest, and he did not feel guilty.

Wei Ting didn't speak again, as Wei Zhongxian's righteous daughter, she had seen countless bloodsheds, she just greeted Zhang Zheng with the sword in her hand, and seeing that he didn't object, Xiaogu Liang turned around and jumped into the battlefield.

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At this time, Yuan Gang was killing the rise, like a wild bull rushing in the brocade guard, his fists were stained with blood, and two hundred households were besieging him.

"Boom", Yuan Gang's fists burst out one after another, bursting the air, sending out a strong fist wind, forcing back two hundred households, just when he wanted to bully himself and shoot again, a faint cold glow bloomed behind him.

The sword, a thin sword, three feet long, an inch wide, the sword is very thin, but there is an unimaginable killing opportunity, Yuan Gang only felt a chill behind him, and hurriedly stepped forward to an iron bridge, and a thin sword grazed his chest, bringing up a touch of blood.

"It's dangerous. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the fleeting sword light recoiled back and stabbed at his throat at an eerie angle.

Yuan Gang quickly retreated, but the sword light followed closely, and at this time he also saw the person who made the move.

A handsome woman.

Looking at each other, he saw a pair of eyes full of murderous intent, as well as a playful gaze.

He knew very well that it was the mercy of the strong for the weak, the hunter's play on the prey.

The woman took him as a prey.

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Yuan Gang's heart was extremely angry, and the violent killing intent was surging in his chest.

"Snort", he crossed his hands, and a pair of stainless steel armguards firmly blocked Wei Ting's thin sword, and even bent the sword body with strong force.

Yuan Gang flipped his left hand, swung his wrist guard and opened the thin sword, and then his right hand turned into a fist, and it burst out, and under the fist wind, the water splashed.

Wei Ting screamed, her steps changed, and she turned sideways to avoid her fist, but the bun on her head was scattered, and her thin sword shook, and she transformed into a circle of sword shadows, stabbing towards Yuan Gang's face.

Her sword, going sideways, the main is weird and light, and the sword moves are virtual and real, in front of a master like Yuan Gang, it has little effect, but it still drags him down.

Without Yuan Gang, where are the remaining men in black who are the opponents of Jinyiwei, and if there is less than half a pillar of incense, only a few people are still struggling to hold on.

"Look for death. Yuan Gang, who was now dying tragically, was furious, and ate Wei Ting's sword with a hard fight, and the slender sword body was inserted into his chest, but this wound did not affect it at all, he held the long sword in one hand, and clawed it in the other, and grabbed it towards her throat.

If she catches it, she will definitely die.

Wei Ting decisively abandoned the sword and retreated, but it was still too late, Yuan Gang had already come to her, and the five-fingered tornado struck violently.

The breath of death was permeating, she couldn't bear it, the strong force blew her hair away, making her unable to open her eyes, but the imaginary pain did not fall for a long time.

She opened her eyes and saw a long, slender sheathed knife lying in front of her.

It was this knife that blocked Yuan Gang's fist and saved her life, and when she looked over, she could only see an indifferent side face.

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"Let's end here. ”

A bright sword light suddenly appeared, but in an instant, the sword light dissipated again, as if it had never appeared.

After a breath, Yuan Gang collapsed, still clutching his throat when he was dying.

He saw only a glimmer of light, and then he was unconscious.

Zhang Zheng's knife was so fast that it didn't feel like it was cutting his throat.

"Let's see if anything slips through the net. ”

Killed Yuan Gang, Zhang Zheng said to his subordinates Jinyi Wei.

In the past three years, his strength has grown to a terrifying level, and Juhe has reached the realm of doing whatever he wants, and when the knife is released, there is only a wisp of fresh wind.

Fast, unbelievably fast.

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"Yang Gong, I'll give you a decent way to die, let's go. Inside the main hall, he said to Yang Lian, and then walked towards the woods behind the main hall, Yang Lian followed closely behind.

No one felt that what he did was wrong, not even Wei Ting.

A big man like Yang Lian, even if he dies, he can't humiliate his dignity.

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Not long after, Zhang Zheng came out of the forest with a blood-stained head, it was Yang Lian.