The long knife does not die

"Roar!" Guan Xiong's words ignited the pride in everyone's hearts, and for a while, all of them forgot everything, only the knife in their hands and the thief in front of them!

Guan Xiong swallowed a mouthful of blood that was about to spurt out, poured all the remaining strength in his body into his arms, brandished the machete stained with his own blood, and rushed forward.

For a while, the atmosphere and space were frenzied, and all the Guan family disciples rushed forward to protect Guan Xiong with their own knives and their bodies.

Guan Ziyu only reacted to what Guan Xiong said in her ear just now, but how could she escape alone, seeing that everyone rushed forward, she also raised the big knife, and used all her strength to speed over everyone's heads, and then looked at the target and slashed down wildly.

Her knife was mixed with anger and resentment, so it was like a mountain, and a man in black saw this knife coming down, and wanted to bully her, and even raised a longbow to block.

"Click!" Guan Ziyu's big knife directly split the longbow, and then the momentum continued unabated, and the blade directly sank into the opponent's shoulder.

This means that Guan Ziyu's strength is not strong enough, otherwise this knife can cut off half of his body.

However, even so, the man in black was in pain, clutching his split shoulder, and staggered to the ground, looking like he was about to smoke.

"Kill!" Guan Ziyu made a successful move, his spirit was greatly lifted, the long knife in his hand went around in a circle, and then swept and slashed over.

At this time, Guan Xiong saw that Guan Ziyu didn't listen to him, and was a little annoyed for a while, taking advantage of the fact that the disciples were resisting in front, he quickly interspersed and came to Guan Ziyu's side, held Guan Ziyu's knife handle with one hand, and then said sharply: "Don't leave yet!"

"Dad, let's go, let's go, let's die, let's die!" Guan Ziyu was not afraid.

"Bastard, what is death!Daddy wants you to live!Aveng me!" Guan Xiong said eagerly, enduring the blood that spurted out at any moment.

"Dad, then you go!

"You fart! I'll let you go, you'll go! After running out, look at what your father gave you, hurry up! Don't let our Guan family die!" Guan Xiong said this, he was already a little exhausted, and his face became more and more pale.

At this time, a disciple squeezed over, panted and said, "Master, I can't stand it!

Those black-clothed people are not only superb in archery, but also have strong skills in hand-to-hand combat, and their shots are killing moves, and they will never entangle with you, this is not a long time, most of the Guan family has died, and there are still some people who are older and have higher martial arts.

"Do you hear me!, you go quickly!" Guan Xiong struggled to push Guan Ziyu away, and then glared and roared.

Guan Ziyu's heart is dripping blood at the moment, but she also knows that the Guan family will not escape today, and now she must live, live, in order to be able to avenge the Guan family, if she dies, there will be no hope at all!

"Dad, take care!" Guan Ziyu suddenly fell to his knees, then knocked his head hard, then stood up and ran towards the back.

"Stop her!" The envoy was standing not far away at this time to supervise the battle, and seeing Guan Ziyu running behind alone, he hurriedly ordered to stop her.

"Rush up! Block them!" Guan Xiong shook the knife in his hand hard, and the seven-foot-long machete was thrown by Guan Xiong with all his might, but it was also amazingly powerful, and it also stopped some black-clothed people who rushed over for a while.

At this moment, the disciples of the Guan family surrounded him and entangled the man in black.

At this time, Guan Xiong took a look and found that Guan Ziyu's figure was gone, and a smile of relief appeared on his face, he straightened his waist vigorously, clenched his hands into fists, looked at the sky with his eyes, and muttered to himself: "Ancestors and ancestors bless, protect my Guan family, and it will not be destroyed!"

"Thief! I'm fighting with you!"

This is the voice of Guan Xiong's zuihou left in the world.

Half an hour later, in the courtyard of the Guan family, there were dead bodies lying on the ground.

"You guys, go and get that girl doll out!" the envoy ordered, and a dozen men in black ran inside.

The people of the Guan family are all dead.

In addition to Guan Xiong, there is not a single disciple, servant, and even maid of the Guan family.

"Go and chop the plaque at the door!"

The envoy of the alliance leader opened the door with his hands behind his back, and then walked out, leaving behind a word.

"Are you done?" the prefect was sitting at the entrance of the street at this time, and when he saw this person coming out, he quickly stood up and asked with a smile.

The envoy's originally gloomy face suddenly became much kinder, and he replied with a smile: "It's almost done, and I have to trouble you with the rest." ”

"Whereever, no trouble, no trouble!" said the prefect quickly shaking his hand.

"Then we'll go first, and we'll see you later!" the envoy of the alliance leader arched his hand and strode forward.

When he was gone, the prefect muttered: "Don't have any more deadlines." ”

Then, with a wave of his hand, the prefect said to the leading officer, "Go in and have a look!"

As soon as they stepped into the gate, everyone was nailed to the spot, not moving.

Especially the prefect, his face at this time was extremely strange, and he couldn't tell whether he was frightened or stunned.

It was so miserable, blood flowed all over the ground, dead bodies everywhere, and there was even a disciple of the Guan family, whose belly was cut open, and he was still holding a knife in his hand, hugging a man in black tightly.

The strong smell of blood in the air was disgusting.

"Big man" Rao is the officer was also mixed up on the battlefield, and when he saw this situation, he was also terrified.

Master Liu slowly moved his feet, walked over, and came to Guan Xiong's corpse, Guan Xiong's eyes were round, and the beard under his chin was stained with blood, and his body was almost bloody, which was unbearable.

Lord Liu didn't expect that the alliance leader's envoy said that "asking for an explanation" would be like this.

He and Guan Xiong have been friends for more than ten years, it's not that they don't have friendships, sometimes there are bandits and bandits in Luzhou, and they all rely on Guan Xiong to gather the surrounding martial arts people to exterminate them together.

Guan Xiong's eyes seemed to be staring at the prefect.

Suddenly, Lord Liu, the prefect, knelt on the ground, gently closed Guan Xiong's eyelids with his hand, and then picked up the knife that Guan Xiong was holding in his hand.

But the knife was clenched too tightly, and the prefect struggled to hold it for a long time, but he couldn't get his wish, so he had to give up.

If a person dies, the knife will not die.

This is a banner hung by Guan Xiong in the middle of his study, Lord Liu has seen it, and this situation and this scene made him think of this sentence at once.

Lord Liu shed tears, although he didn't know whether the tears were real or fake.

"Guan Lao Hero, I'm sorry for you. Lord Liu choked up and finished this sentence, and then said: "Thick burial of the old man!"