Xiao Chilang looked at the strange man who was still angrily open until his death, and a trace of uneasiness flashed through his heart. If the Song people were all so fierce and fearless, how could the Khitan horse's dream of stepping on the Central Plains be realized? Suddenly, he realized that the inn had become quiet.

Even the annoying buzzing sound of the fly disappeared.

The chill spread across the back, and the shadows floated.

"Go away!" Xiao Chilang kicked the sole of his feet, and broke through the window and jumped back into the house.

Before he finished speaking, two rows of quick-moving men suddenly appeared on the roof, holding a powerful crossbow and aimed it at the bottom. His eyes were cold and ruthless, and he turned the crossbow machine one after another. But when the rain of arrows roared, he drew out a series of white lights that were urging death.

The courtyard was covered differently.

The Khitan secret agents were so scared that their hands and feet were cold and they tried their best to dodge. The next moment, a powerful crossbow arrow pierced through the flesh and blood body, nailed to the beams and pillars, and on the wall, the red blood rain splashed like flowers, screams, shouts, and angrily shouts.

Mixed. In the face of this terrifying steel weapon, no matter how skillful your martial arts are or how fast your body is, you are useless.

This was a horrifying nightmare.

Xiao Chilang instantly concluded that it was the Imperial City Department that was dispatched, otherwise who would dare to openly use a military crossbow in the capital? As the saying goes, a hero would not suffer any loss in front of him. He grabbed the table and threw it out the window, turned around and slapped the door, and ran away.

Under the circumstances, he didn't care about his companions' life or death. It was important to escape by himself. If he hesitated and fell into a siege, it would be strange if he didn't die.

The rain of arrows suddenly stopped. Boom! A few loud noises were made, and the courtyard wall was smashed open by a hammer. A large group of armored warriors rushed in through the gap, knocking the spy who had not died by luck to the ground.

"Someone wants to escape!" "Catch him quickly!" Six or seven other masters pounced in the air, the cold light shining in their hands, and the sword energy intertwined into a net, slashing at Xiao Chilang.

This time Xiao Chilang disguised himself as an ordinary gang member and entered the city without carrying the conspicuous treasure knife. At a critical moment, he picked up an ash stick placed beside the wall. His figure flashed rapidly and danced out a virtual stick.

The shadow is like a dragon shaking in the sea and it is elusive.

Ding Ding Dang! The weapons are fighting, and the cold wind is pouring.

"Huh!" Everyone joined forces but could not break through the opponent's defense line. In surprise, they guessed that this person had a noble status and was most likely a Khitan master. They all wanted to seize the first prize, gave up the formation of the attack and defense, and rushed to the front.

Kill.

Who is Xiao Chilang? How could he not see through the changes in the other party's reality? He sneered, and the wooden stick flew away with his hands, and ran into the fastest man with a strange sound of wind and thunder. Then his body flashed and changed directions

Entering the arms of a master of swordsman, he cut off his arm bone with one palm, snatched the steel knife, and spread the fast sword cut from the other side. But he saw his sword in his hand like a tiger's wings, and the sword light slashed in anger, and there was another

The two fell down with blood.

"Not good! A thrilling idea!" "Get a formation against the enemy!" Everyone was as if they were torn by ice water, their blood was rapidly cooled down, and they stopped and dared not be too close.

Xiao Chilang took the opportunity to accelerate and rush, and the sword light rolled like a silver ball, and rushed out of the inn gate. He couldn't tell the difference between the east, south, west and north for a moment, and would go wherever he was remote and desolate, leaving a bloody corpse behind him. "Drip—!Drip"

——!" A harsh whistle sounded throughout the sky, and the masters guarding the periphery rushed up one after another, chasing the fish that had missed the net.

At the same time, an ordinary two-wheeled carriage turned into the alley and arrived directly in front of the inn. When the curtain was lifted, it was Xiao Dexing who came down! His lips were tightly pursed, his eyes showed murderous intent, and he was like a tiger king on patrol.

After watching the fight scene, I couldn't help but frown and signaled to torture the Khitan spies to question them.

Xiao Dexing was a Khitan noble with pure blood. He fled to the Song Dynasty because of persecution by the Khitan emperor. He dreamed of leading the army back to Northern Liao and stabbing the foolish monarch to death with his own hands. After the establishment of the Shenwuwei, he was recommended by Fu Jingtao to join.

With his extraordinary mind and strategy, he was quickly promoted and reused. This time, the operation to remove the secret Khitan stronghold was under his full command, but he had to calculate it, and there would be one more super before closing the network.

The master disrupted the situation and made him feel quite depressed.

Soon, the Khitan spy who was tortured to the point of being unhealthy confessed to Xiao Chilang.

"What? Xiao Chilang who escaped just now?!" Xiao Dexing was surprised, happy and regretful when he heard the news. Why did he let the big fish slip away from his hands? He knew very well that as long as Xiao Chilang is killed, Qidan

The Wolf Alliance will fall into civil strife and even collapse, which will greatly help the Shenwuwei Wei go deep into the Northern Liao Dynasty to collect intelligence. However, Xiao Chilang is notorious and has extremely high martial arts skills. It is impossible to have no top masters to participate in the roundup. As soon as he thought about this, he immediately sent someone to report to Fu.

Jingtao, Wang Chengen, seeking support.

A sudden battle caused ripples in the city. This was at the feet of the emperor, so how could he let act recklessly? There were countless curious eyes in the dark, and I secretly looked over.

Xiao Chilang's cultivation is far superior to the pursuers. He was ahead of a long distance and entered the maze-like alley. While he was running, a figure flashed in front of him. A beggar with a disheveled head and gray face blocked the way, with bright eyes.

God, there is no fear at all.

"Those who block me will die!" Xiao Chilang raised his sword and pointed at it in front of him, and rushed over with murderous intent.

The beggar raised his hand and said, "Wait, I have no malice! Come with me if you want to survive!" As he said that, he pushed open a false door and disappeared behind it.

After all, Xiao Chilang was not familiar with the place, and knew that he would inevitably fall into a desperate situation if he ran around. He held the mentality of treating the dead horse as a living horse, restrained his murderous aura and followed the mysterious beggar step by step.

The beggar acted like the wind, leading Xiao Chilang through the room and through the yard, walked around for a while, climbing over the wall and hiding into a dilapidated and desolate mansion. The house was empty, with weeds growing, doors and windows cracked, and hanging everywhere.

The spider webs of all sizes were filled with a layer of vague death. The two tiptoed around the backyard kitchen and hid in the shadow beside the stove.

Xiao Chilang couldn't help asking, "Who are you? Why do you want to help me?"

The beggar said, "Are you a Khitan?"

Xiao Chilang nodded: "Yes."

The beggar said slowly: "The Northern Liao and Zhao Song confront each other in the north and south, and there is a conflict of interests. In order to compete for the ownership of the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun, there will be a battle sooner or later! The reason I help you is because I and Zhao Kuangyin's family have a deep bloody hatred, and the enemy's family is

The enemy is my friend.”

When Xiao Chilang heard that he spoke well, he became more and more curious: "Dare you ask your name? How did you make enemies with the Zhao Song royal family?"

The beggar gritted his teeth and said, "Next Zhou Chengzong, the adopted son of Zhou Huan, the Great General of the Later Zhou Dynasty, will be irreconcilable with the Zhao family's traitor!"

"Ah, it's you!" Xiao Chilang suddenly realized, and scenes of the past flashed in his mind. He looked at him again, "I heard that you have become a beggar after you have joined the Great Shu Mountain and respect Ji Fenglei as your teacher.

?”

Zhou Chengzong said without hesitation: "It is fake that Monsoon Thunder accepts me as his disciple. The real purpose is to steal the map of the country and the country. Once the treasure map is obtained, I will kill me! How can such a hypocrite with false benevolence and righteousness be worthy of being my master? I

It was broken with Shushan Sword Gate in one stroke!"

Xiao Chilang said, "Since Zhao Song can't tolerate you, Shu Kingdom can't tolerate you, so why don't you go back to Liao Kingdom with me! You will save my life today, and I will recommend you to be a marquis of ten thousand households in the future!"

Zhou Chengzong was overjoyed: "Do you keep your word?"
Chapter completed!