At this time, the executioner's butcher's knife had already swung down towards Wang Zhi and his son. Suddenly, when a dragon groaned, the two executioners saw a flash of white light in front of them at the same time, and then they felt a cool stinging pain in their necks, and then they saw a rain of blood spraying from their throats, filling the sky and staining the sky red!

To be able to kill two executioners wielding knives in such a short period of time, there is only one person in the world who can do it, and this person is called Wu Shuang!

The time of the rescue was very timely, and the executioner's steel knife fell in front of Wang Biao's father and son, and was deeply rooted in the soil. Wang Biao, seeing that his head was still on his neck, looked out of surprise, looked up, and saw Wu Shuang, the two of them looked at each other and smiled, this smile is worth a thousand words!

So, Wu Shuang helped the two fathers and sons with both hands, and said to Wang Zhi with emotion:

"Uncle, my nephew is late!"

Wang Zhi laughed and said:

"The head is still on the neck, what is Chi Ye!"

Seeing this, the deacon Zheng Antai roared:

"Quick! Grab this man!"

Immediately, three men, with steel knives in their hands, swung and slashed; Wu Shuang did not look back, but the sharp sword in his hand was pointed behind him, just like writing, and he slashed horizontally and vertically a few times, and as a result, the three men fell! One cut his throat, the other pierced his heart, and one of his head was already rolling on the ground like a ball.

Wu Shuang, grabbed the executioner's steel knife, and chopped the flail on Wang Zhi's father and son in three or two strokes, and cut off the ankle chain. However, Wang Zhi's feet were already rotting and unable to walk due to the long-term suffering of shackles. And his son Wang Biao's feet are also seriously injured, but the young man's resistance is much stronger.

Seeing this, Wu Shuanger didn't say a word, patted himself on the shoulder, and said to Wang Zhi:

"Uncle, come up, nephew is carrying you!"

"How can that happen!" Wang Zhi said, "Now that the enemy is like a tide, how can you fight behind my back!

At that moment, five other big men surrounded him with steel knives. Wang Biao was furious, turned his fists away, gritted his teeth and said:

"Die!"

The words were urgent, the fist had arrived, and the first man who came up to him, his face was distorted and deformed, and his face was covered with blood, and he fell down without even snorting; the second man's sternum was pierced by his punch, and with a click, all the ribs were broken, and his face turned into pig liver, and the whole person fell to the ground like a dead dog; the third was broken by Wang Biao's neck, and his voice was very crisp, like breaking a cucumber, poof!

The other two were frightened and ready to flee, but Wang Biao caught up with them, punched one by one, and flew to the wall, and when they fell, they had already turned into two corpses. When the executor Zheng Antai saw this, he was so frightened that he peed his pants, but his feet could not bear his own weight, and he wanted to run away -- he couldn't walk! Wang Biao stepped over with an arrow step, his fist like lightning, but before his fist could hit, Zheng Antai was already dead, standing stiff on the ground like a dead fish -- he was scared to death!

There are three gates in the backyard, one on the front and one on each side; at that time, the shouts of killing outside came and went, it was Nan Ping, the messenger of the flowers, and She Gang, who only heard the sound of the knife and did not see the knife, were fighting against the enemy on the left road. The situation was very critical, and there were noisy voices and dense footsteps from all three gates. Wu Shuang couldn't help but say, pulled Wang Zhi on his back with one hand, picked it up and left, and said to Wang Biao:

"Go to the north gate, it's close!"

When Wang Biao heard this, he rushed to the north gate in three steps and two steps, picked up a big stone on the ground, and threw it at the gate with ease, just like a girl with a yellow flower throwing a hydrangea.

Wang Biao was fearless, gritted his teeth, and rushed forward, and when he was still a foot away from the tip of the opponent's spear, he suddenly jumped up, and his fists were like the wind, like electricity, like the sky and the earth cracking, and he snapped several times! The faces of the sergeants in the front row were instantly turned into rotten winter melons. Immediately, Wu Shuang caught up, and his sword shot out like a rainbow, a dragon, and a tsunami for nine days, and in an instant, dozens of sergeants were stabbed to death. With that dexterity and swiftness, no one could feel that he was fighting with a weak body on his back.

In a five-foot-wide passage, with the courtyard wall on the left and the gable of the cell on the right, the only way out that could be moved was to advance or retreat, but in such a narrow passage, an armed contingent of at least three hundred men poured in, and there were ten military masters who were praised by the Ninth Prince, Cao Kun. Therefore, She Gang and Nanping fought side by side for nearly half an hour, but they did not move three feet. However, Nanping's white robe had become a bright red blood robe, and She Gang's royal blue robe had also become a bright red blood robe. Not only that, but the corpses under their feet had been stacked in three layers.

At this moment, people suddenly heard shouts of killing behind them, and She Gang and the two looked at each other and smiled:

"They're finally out!" Ms. She said.

"Then hurry up and make a bloody path!" Nan Ping said, turning sideways, and his whole body was like a swallow, and his feet hit the wall a dozen times in a row; at the same time, the sharp sword in his hand was like the scythe of the peasant uncle, and he kept slashing, walking all the way, and the wailing was shattered all the way! The fallen sergeants were also like straws under the sickle of the peasant uncle.

Although She Gang's light skills were slightly inferior, he made full use of his strengths and avoided his weaknesses, giving full play to his characteristics of dexterity and sharp knife skills; he jumped forward, jumped over a row of dead corpses in front of him, put the ghost head knife in front, and slashed left and right. Suddenly, the sergeants were forced to retreat. There was the one who was trampled to death on the spot who was retreated, and the one who was slow was hacked to death by She Gang.

At this time, Cao Kun, the ninth prince, and the ten tigers in the army immediately went down to the north gate, watching the sergeants fall under each other's swords, their faces became more and more ugly, and he said to the ten people:

"These four people, as long as they kill one of them, on the day the matter is completed, a reward of thousands of gold will be sealed!"

Hearing this, the ten tigers in the army shouted, waved their guns and swords, and rushed over.

All the sergeants had been settled, dead and wounded, Wu Shuang and the four of them carried Wang Zhi, the governor of Henan, on their backs, and continued to advance towards the north gate of the prison. The first to rush in front was the cavalry pioneer Qin Yushi, and as soon as his horse arrived in front of him, He Gang rolled on the spot, caught up and cut off his front hooves with a knife. Almost at the same time, Wang Biao shouted angrily and flew up to pounce, and he grabbed Wu Gangcha, who was stabbed by the other party, and kicked him out in the chest. Qin Yushi was kicked out like a paper man and hit the wall on the right, and he was stunned on the spot!

Seeing that they were so fierce, they did not dare to be careless, so they rushed over together, and Nanping, the messenger of the flowers, was like a small fish swimming in a stream, skillfully swimming among the oncoming swords, guns, swords, and halberds, and flesh and blood flew everywhere he passed. Wang Biao's fists hit people's heads, facing the flowers on the spot, and the nose and face were swollen; She Gang was like an angry bison, the steel knife passed everywhere, the Buddha blocked and killed the Buddha, and the people blocked and killed, and sometimes even if he met the horse's leg, he also flattened it with a knife!

Wu Shuang carried Wang Zhi on his back, step by step, step by step, but there was an enemy coming, unceremoniously, and there was no return!

After a while, the field fell silent, and a few moans about to die made the battlefield even more bleak and desolate! Cao Kun, the ninth prince, turned his horse's head, whipped his whip and fled, and went for his life.

Everyone rushed out of the north gate of the prison, only to see Zhang Shanli brandishing a dog butcher knife next to the carriage under the tree on the side of the road, shouting:

"The carriage is here, get on it!"

Pushing open the carriage door, everyone was surprised to find that Hu Wei was tied up with ropes and thrown in the carriage. Wu Shuang asked in surprise:

"Brother Shan, what's going on!"

Zhang Shan laughed and shook the dog butcher knife and said:

"This dog officer, thinking that my carriage was carrying a passenger car, wanted to take the opportunity to slip away, but I was arrested!"

Everyone laughed when they heard it, She Gang grabbed him by the collar and was about to drag him down to be slaughtered, but was stopped in time by Wang Zhi, the governor of Henan, who said:

"There are too many unjust cases against this dog thief, keep his dog's life for the time being, and wait for him to admit all his sins!"

As a result, Hu Wei's life was temporarily retained.

Everyone boarded the carriage and returned triumphantly!(To be continued.) )