Chapter 49: The Dead City (I)

General Hu Zi was speechless, and Liu Feixu's knife qi cut into his throat with unmistakable accuracy. Chang Xiaoyu, the www.biquge.info of the pen "Fun" Pavilion, took the opportunity to pick up a magic quiver with his right foot, facing Liu Feixu, and the sound of the machine sounded at the same time, Chang Xiaoyu said: "Beard! I'll find you a back!" Liu Feiyu was in a hurry, kicked the corpse of General Beard, and all seven magic arrows shot into General Beard's corpse.

Chang Xiaoyu and Liu Feixu each shot out the word 'kill' in their eyes, and the two knives instantly split out nine knives, nine knives, and the two of them each took three steps back, standing still, regardless of Xuan.

He Zhenyu shook his head at this time and laughed at himself: "Feifu, it seems that all these years have not been in vain in the Qing Kingdom, and martial arts are already above the teacher!"

Liu Feixu said: "If the master hadn't fought with the main force of the Nine Helicants Sect for three days and three nights twenty years ago, where would he still be able to tolerate some despicable and stubborn people running rampant?"

Ren Wandering and Chang Xiaoyu's lips squeezed out a trace of disdain, and they were silent, as if they were thinking about their own thoughts again.

He Zhenyu nodded, and Liu Feixu said again: "In addition, this is a good thank you to the gold worship sect Chen Gongzi, if it weren't for him stealing the secret of the Shaolin Wudang Beggars' Zhen's martial arts for the apprentice, the apprentice is afraid that he would have died under Brother Chang's flying snow knife at this moment." ”

Ren Wandering sighed and said, "I see! So those secrets are now in Brother Liu's hands?"

Liu Feixu nodded, and Chang Xiaoyu said coldly at this time: "Where is Li Di now?"

He Zhenyu sighed: "You are already a dying person, is it necessary to know?" He Zhenyu's words fell, and the sound of hurried footsteps outside the Siqin Hall sounded, and in an instant, a person rushed in from outside the hall, it was the pot-bellied Park Yinxian, as soon as Park Yinxian stepped into the Siqin Palace, he fell to the ground with a thud, and the knife and rattan card in his hand rolled aside, and shouted in his mouth: "Childe! The old slave took a step first!" was actually angry on the spot, and the blood in his mouth and body gurgled out.

(A rattan shield.) In ancient times, it was used in battle to shield the enemy's blades, arrows, stones, etc. Round, the center protrudes outward, there are two rattan rings inside, which can accommodate the arm to be pulled in, and there is a horizontal wood for easy holding. )

Chang Xiaoyu rushed to Park Yinxian's side and hissed, "Uncle, uncle!" Cui Haoyu's shout came from outside the hall: "Childe, hurry up!" Chang Xiaoyu raised his eyes, but saw that Cui Haoyu was fighting with seven or eight internal guards.

Cui Haoyu's people spoke wordy, but the kung fu on the knife was not ambiguous at all, and when he opened and closed, he was inseparable from the inner guards; Jin Zhidong was surrounded by seven or eight internal guards with a long sword, and he was not at a disadvantage at all because of the rattan card in his hand; Quan Zhengmin was the most embarrassed, because of close combat, he couldn't use his archery skills, and the dark longbow in his hand flew up and down, and he only cared about parrying, where could he still kill the enemy. And there were still about 100 internal guards standing on the sidelines watching the battle, watching a decisive battle without suspense.

Ren Piaoping, Liu Feixu and He Zhenyu were already standing behind Chang Xiaoyu at the moment, looking at the eyes.

Chang Xiaoyu shouted loudly: "What about the rest of the brothers?" Jin Zhidong forced back the three guards in front of him with a sword, jumped away, and turned back and said: "They are all killed in battle, son! Go! Hurry up!" Chang Xiaoyu could hear it, roared angrily, and his figure swept towards the field.

Ren Wandering was shocked and said, "No!" At the same time, the inner guards watching the battle suddenly formed a fan shape and stopped Chang Xiaoyu. Chang Xiaoyu's figure did not pause at all, and said at the same time: "Old fox, break it for me!" The three-foot blade that shot out of the flying snow knife slashed horizontally across his chest from left to right.

Ren Piaoping didn't seem to have heard Chang Xiaoyu call herself an old fox for a long time, and when she heard it at this moment, it was actually hot blood all over her body, and her body was ready to move, but she heard He Zhenyu say lightly: "Ren Shaoxia, Miss Yan and Miss Tang...... Please think twice!" Ren Wandering was suddenly nailed to the ground, and he couldn't move a bit, bowed his head, and his lower lip oozed a trace of blood from the bite of his upper lip.

The blade of the Flying Snow Knife slashed swiftly and brilliantly like the fashion in the night sky, and the first row of more than a dozen internal guards was cold and fell to the ground.

At this moment, Liu Feiyu's figure shot out, Chang Xiaoyu's second knife rose, several internal guards retreated in fear, and the divine arrow shot at Chang Xiaoyu.

Chang Xiaoyu laughed wildly, the frost and snow were full of knives, and the magic arrow was in front of Chang Xiaoyu in the blink of an eye under the acceleration of gunpowder, and he heard the sound of the clothes behind him breaking through the air, his heart was laughing, he knew that Ren Wandering would not leave his friend, and the flying snow knife slashed the head and the lower body of the machine and arrow.

The divine arrows shot on the silkworm treasure robe landed one after another, and the rest were broken by the flying snow knife, but Chang Xiaoyu suddenly felt a sharp pain in his calves, and the chill of the winter night seemed to have never been so cold into his body, and then he found that his body fell sharply.

The sorrowful voices of Choi Ho-woo, Jeon Jeong-min and Kim Ji-dong pierced through the winter night and sounded: "Childe!" "Childe!" "Childe!"

Chang Xiaoyu's figure had already fallen on the cold ground, Chang Xiaoyu looked down, and saw his legs that were broken to the side, and blood was flowing out of his broken legs rapidly. Chang Xiaoyu was extremely sad and angry, laughing, full of desolation, the flying snow knife was lonely and cut through the sky, and then broke the long knives of the nine internal guards, and then turned around and looked back at Ren Piaoping.

Ren Piaoping, who lowered his head, suddenly heard the tragic screams of Cui Haoyu and the others, raised his head, and looked up at Chang Xiaoyu's face, which he was very unfamiliar with, but he knew that his face in the eyes of that face was even stranger.

Sirius in the night sky gradually darkened for some reason, outside Gyeongbokgung Palace, full of corpses, the smell of blood slipped into the palace along the north wind, inside the palace, Liu Feixu was laughing, looking down and laughing at the knife in his hand that was still dripping blood, the old knife in the wilderness.

At this moment, Gyeongbokgung Palace is extremely quiet, like a dead city.

Chang Xiaoyu couldn't hide the strangeness and consternation in his eyes, as well as the memories that couldn't help but pour into his heart at this moment, but the memories couldn't continue, Cui Haoyu's miserable screams sounded in his ears, it turned out that Cui Haoyu and the three of them saw that Chang Xiaoyu's legs were cut off by Liu Feiyu's knife, and they were angry and distracted, and they turned around and rushed towards Chang Xiaoyu's side.

Chang Xiaoyu turned around, Cui Haoyu's body was already jumped high in the air by the long knives of the three internal guards, and Jin Zhidong was still staggered towards Chang Xiaoyu with three knives behind his back, and while swinging the knife to kill the inner guards, he said heartbreakingly: "Second child, !! son!", Quan Zhengmin has fallen to the ground, still crawling towards Chang Xiaoyu.

Chang Xiaoyu's grief and anger accumulated, and the Flying Snow Knife came out of his hand, but at this time, more than 20 knives were already slashing at him with extreme ferocity.

The winter night was extremely cold, but it was not as deep as the deep self-blame in Ren Wandering's heart at this moment, and that self-blame was actually the long knife in the hand of the janissary guard that pierced deep into his heart at such a moment, and the images of Ouyang Xiaodie, Yan Wushuang and Tang Ling that passed through his mind were determined to leave at this moment, and he shouted angrily, and the Sky Slayer Sword split a huge cross in the night sky.