A glimpse saw that the doors and windows on the second floor of a small building in the backyard were open, but there were no lights. A clear and graceful singing voice is coming out of it.

It's just that at this time, Wu Zheng was so focused on the black shadow that disappeared just now, where did he still have the heart to listen to Miss Ling Yu's beautiful singing voice.

The cat's waist followed the dark shadow under the corner of the wall, and Wu Zheng searched lightly, but still found nothing. After seeing the hand-copying verandah leading to the back garden, he walked towards the back garden of the Ling Mansion without hesitation.

As soon as I walked out of the hand-copying verandah, before my feet had time to step into the back garden, the bluestone paved pavement connecting the hand-copying verandah, and the sound of weapons breaking through the air was heard almost simultaneously on both sides of the body.

Wu Zheng hurriedly shrunk his back with his chest in his hands, and while his knees were bent and squatting, he instantly retracted back into the verandah. However, the sound of breaking the air came from behind him again, forcing Wu Zheng to kick the ground with both feet, and rushed out in the gap between the big knives that had been violently slashed by the two people on the left and right. As soon as his toes touched the ground, the person behind him had already followed him to the back.

The sound is obviously not the sound of a sword, but it is far more powerful than the power of a sword. At the same time that the sound of breaking the sky came again, a gust of cold wind had already blown to the back of Wu Zheng's neck, so that the cold hairs on Wu Zheng's whole body suddenly stood up.

In his busy schedule, he only had time to pounce on the right side, and before his shoulders touched the ground, Wu Zheng had already retracted his legs and curled up. The outside of the right foot below pressed the ground, and the toe of the left foot instantly touched the instep of the right foot. It was only at this time that Wu Zheng finally escaped from the siege of the people on the left and right.

Wu Zheng, who could finally stand on his feet calmly, really didn't expect that there were still two people in ambush in the back garden of the Ling Mansion.

Just in the left and right flowers where Wu Zheng was standing, two more black-clothed people suddenly appeared. The person on the left used a knife, and the person on the right used a stick, and a knife and a stick went straight to Wu Zheng's top door with the sound of the wind and smashed it down together.

It can't be returned. Behind him are dense foliage, waist-length flowers. It's even worse to move forward, the three people who attacked Wu Zheng just now are also outflanking from the left, front and right directions. In front of the left and right is a long knife, but in the middle of the man is a mace.

The successive ambushes and attacks could not help but make the nameless fire in Wu Zheng's heart rise secretly. His shoulders shook slightly, and he suddenly slammed into the arms of the person on the right who was smashing down with a long stick. The moment when the body is tilted sharply. Rubbing the ground with his left foot, he scooped up a lot of dirt and threw it at his left side and slashed the man's face with a knife. At the same time, the right arm is bent at the elbow and clenched into a fist, and the chest is pressed upwards against the ear.

Can't help but be wary of other people hiding in the flowers behind him who are waiting for an opportunity to sneak attack him, Wu Zheng's left hand is protected by his waist and he doesn't make a move for the time being.

Because the person with the knife was blocked by the dirt raised by Wu Zheng's left foot, and the attacks of the three people who were outflanked from the left front, right front, and front in front of him could not threaten Wu Zheng, so as Wu Zheng's body leaned over to the right side, he rushed into the arms of the person with the stick, and went straight to the right fist of the person's chest, forcing the other party to have to pull out his back with his chest. While trying to dodge Wu Zheng's attack, he did not stop the long stick that was smashed vigorously.

It's just that the five people in the field said nothing, and they didn't expect Wu Zheng to suddenly change his tactics at this time.

The right fist that struck the man with the stick in the chest suddenly rose vertically, and suddenly opened his five fingers, grabbing the lower edge of the stick that the man was holding with both hands. And the left hand that was originally protecting the left waist was also raised at the same time, and it also grabbed the stick body that was falling towards the top of the head.

The right hand first touched the lower edge of the long stick, and the true qi in the body suddenly burst out, and the five fingers of the right hand exerted force into the arms, and the long stick in the opponent's hand that was originally falling rapidly slowed down in an instant. So much so that Wu Zheng kicked the ground with his right foot, and his body took the opportunity to play. With a thud of his left hand, he grabbed the slowed stick in the air.

With Wu Zheng having already opened up the internal force of the Great Zhou Tian, how can ordinary martial arts practitioners resist Wu Zheng's strength. However, in the blink of an eye, the long stick that was originally smashed at Wu Zheng has changed hands.

The body tilted to the right has not yet been restored, but his feet have just landed, and Wu Zheng is already holding the long stick he grabbed with his left and right hands at the same time. First, he went behind him and stabbed the owner of the long stick. Hammer it straight to the left again. With a pop, the person with the knife on the left side was smashed out by Wu Zheng three steps away.

Immediately, the left hand holding the stick quickly retreated, holding the end of the long stick with both hands, and swept through the thousands of armies with a single move. The three people who came up to him at the beginning swept over.

The long stick hit the right crotch of the person in front of him on the left first, only to hear a snap, and the long stick in his hand suddenly snapped and snapped. Wu Zheng was not affected by the breaking of the long stick in his hand, his feet moved forward quickly, and only half of the wooden stick was handed out in a sword-breaking style, and the target happened to be directly in front of him, as well as the gap between the two people in front of him.

The weird tricks that have never been seen before can't help but make the two people who attack stunned at the same time, and Wu Zheng won't give them a chance to be stunned. is already angry, and he is even more ruthless. The half-cut wooden stick that suddenly split in two was impartially stabbed into the middle point of the chest of the two people. Two soft pops came one after another, and the position of the middle point on the chest of the two of them had been pierced by the wooden stick in Wu Zheng's hand with two fist-sized holes.

After Po Tong fell to the ground, he didn't have time to let out a miserable scream, and they both returned to the west with their lives.

Wu Zheng turned around in an instant, and the two people he had initially stabbed down with the ends of his long stick had just stood up. Apparently frightened by the scene in front of him, but there was no chance of escape. With the cooperation of Lingyun's footwork at Wu Zheng's feet, almost in the blink of an eye, two more people were killed.

didn't get dizzy, and didn't kill the red eye, Wu Zheng knew that he had to leave a living mouth, otherwise he would ask who he wanted the news.

Whoosh, poof.

In the end, Wu Zheng's wish was still disappointed, and he watched the person who swept his crotch with the wooden stick in his hand and fell to the ground, and kept moaning, was stabbed in the temple by a dagger from the darkness, and there was no longer the slightest sound.

Wu Zheng didn't chase the black shadow, the black shadow that attracted him from the wall of the Ling Mansion. Because Wu Zheng had already discovered that the speed of that black shadow was not at all something he could match.

Wu Zheng, who was stunned for a while, even doubted that the black shadow would be the Lushan monk, known as Liu Rushuang of Jiangnan Yan. Because in Wu Zheng's cognition, people who can make themselves unable to rise to the idea of pursuit, in today's martial arts, except for Jiangnan Yanliu Rushuang, I really can't think of anyone else who can do light body kung fu.

He had already noticed that the sound of footsteps from the front yard had already stepped onto the verandah, but Wu Zheng really didn't want to see anyone in the Ling Mansion now. Bending down and quickly groping for the dead five, Wu Zheng, who had not found anything, rose up, and before his figure fell on the courtyard wall, Ling Yu's eager cry was heard.

"Lord Wu, please stay, Yu'er has something important to tell you. (To be continued.) )