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Chapter 452 Cold Night One

Wanyan Gun had already drawn his weapon in his hand. When he saw Feng Yiming rushing towards him in the air, Wanyan Gun seemed to be frightened. He actually stood there motionless with the long sword in his hand. Seeing Feng Yiming and his sword combined, he fell down a few feet away in front of him, but

Seeing Wanyan Gun suddenly shouting loudly, he stretched out his hand to grab the back of the guard in front of him and threw it hard.

The distance was too close, and Feng Yiming was unable to dodge in the air. The guard rushed forward. Although Feng Yiming had pierced the body of the guard with his long knife in time, the huge impact still knocked Feng Yiming down from the air.

The guard's body collided with Feng Yiming's, and they both fell to the ground at the same time. The difference was that one was dead and the other was still alive. The guard's chest was pierced by Feng Yiming's long knife, and he was already dead when he landed. Feng Yiming

It was not a good experience either. He was knocked unconscious by the body of the guard. When he fell to the ground, the energy and blood in his chest and abdomen were churning and he almost felt sick.

Feng Yiming fell right next to the two guards. Seeing that they had gotten a big deal, the two Jin Kingdom guards hit Feng Yiming with two maces. Feng Yiming tried his best to roll his body, only to hear the sound of wind behind his head.

, the ground cracked. Two maces hit the bluestone ground, and the iron spikes smashed into the ground. The gravel cracked and sparks appeared. If he hadn't dodged quickly, his head would have exploded.

Not willing to lose this opportunity, the two guards stepped forward and swung their sticks at Feng Yiming who was on the ground. A figure arrived in time and blocked the two men's maces with a mace.

Hit by a kick, he staggered and fell to the side.

Fang Zian fought off the two guards, stretched out his hand to pull Feng Yiming up, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Feng, are you okay?"

Feng Yiming's chest was boiling with energy and blood, and he said in a deep voice: "It's okay. Thank you Zian for saving me. Wanyan Gun is very powerful. This hit caused severe pain in my chest."

Wanyangun, who was far away from his father-in-law, shouted loudly: "You two dare to do anything in front of me. Sons, please chop them into pieces for me. If anyone refuses to move forward in fear of death, I will kill him."

What a coward."

The guards saw the fate of the previous guard. How could they not dare to do anything at this moment? More than a dozen guards surrounded him. Originally, they were only a few feet away from Wanyan Gun, and only a few guards were blocking him. However, they were soon in sight.

It was out of reach. At this moment, the two of them had lost the small and advantageous terrain. Because of the strategy of capturing the thief and the king, the two of them rushed to the position near the hall door. There were no tables and chairs here, and the venue

A dozen guards shouted loudly and surrounded the two of them. They were surrounded by enemies.

The situation is extremely dangerous, and there are enemies all around. It is no longer a matter of exhaustion, but a matter of focusing on one thing and not the other, and you will definitely be injured soon. Although Fang Zian has confidence in himself, he also has confidence in Feng Yiming.

Confidence, but in this situation, as long as one person is injured, he will not be able to protect the opponent's side position behind him, and both people will be ruined. This is just like when Fang Zian trained the double assault subject in the special forces, each group must have at least two people.

In this way, you can take care of the opponent's blind spot, and then you can advance alternately and kill the target. Even the most powerful special forces soldiers in the army cannot perform tasks alone in street battles in ruins with complex terrain. The situation at this moment is somewhat similar.

Weapons whirred, maces, scimitars, and long swords were swung in the air. The sound of weapons clashing was noisy, and shouts and curses were heard endlessly. Little flowers

In the hall, more than a dozen Jurchen guards were shouting and attacking in turns, their weapons constantly waving at the two people in the encirclement. It was like a group of hyenas attacking two lions. Even though the lions were ferocious, the hyenas were numerous and noisy.

Cunning, jumping around, you advance and I retreat, and when you retreat, I go up and swing a stick. If you want to get close to kill me, the person next to me will use a mace to greet you, making it impossible for you to get close.

This situation lasted for more than ten seconds. Not only did Fang Zian and Feng Yiming not kill another person, but they were both sweating profusely. Feng Yiming was almost hit in the calf by the mace. If Fang Zian hadn't stabbed him diagonally.

After kicking the man, Feng Yiming was about to fall to the ground. Fang Zian was very anxious. Feng Yiming was obviously injured, and he needed to constantly protect him to support him. In this situation, there was no support for him in the battle.

Instead, he had to rely on his own rescue, which obviously couldn't last long. Although Fang Zian tried his best, he also knew that he couldn't last long.

Not far away, Wanyan Gun stood at the door of the hall, his eyes shining with excitement, and he kept yelling and yelling, urging the guards to attack fiercely. The obscene words in his mouth were mixed with proud laughter, which was particularly harsh and irritating. Fang

Zian was annoyed that he was too careless, that he didn't consider the backup plan, and just showed it to his door in such a big way without considering other mistakes, so that he fell into the current situation. It was really not thorough.

"Brother Zian, I'll block it for you while you rush out. I can die here, but you can't. If this continues, we will all die. One of us will survive."

Feng Yiming also understood that there was nothing he could do today. He felt severe pain in his chest and abdomen. It was probably because of the collision that one or two of his ribs were broken, so he was already affected during the fight. He knew that he could not help Fang Zian, but instead became

I felt burdened, so I made the decision immediately.

How could Fang Zian be willing to do this? While he was parrying the swarming attacks of enemies, he was quickly thinking of countermeasures. Suddenly, Fang Zian suddenly became wise and secretly cursed himself for being too stupid for not thinking of this method.

"Brother Feng, you have to follow me closely." Fang Zian whispered.

Feng Yiming was stunned and said: "What?"

Fang Zian had no time to answer. He swept the stick across and forced several people in front of him to retreat. He handed the mace to his left hand and put his right hand into his clothes. When he pulled it out, a cold light flashed. But Fang Zian shook his wrist and counted the cold light.

Shooting out, there was a loud popping sound, all the lights in the hall were extinguished, and everything was dark. At this moment, the hall was in an uproar. The invisible guards could not take back the weapons they swung out, but there was no trace of the enemy in front of them.

, and suddenly there was a chaotic sound of ping-ping-pong-pong. They should have stopped quickly, but some people waved their weapons in fear. Others did not know what was going on, so they also waved their weapons to protect themselves. Soon the hall was in chaos, and some people were miserable.

Screaming and falling to the ground, some people cursed and shouted loudly, and some people hurriedly ran out of the hall, but were mistakenly thought to be enemies and hacked to death. The hall suddenly became chaotic.

"Stop it, you are fooling his grandma, don't hurt your own people. People outside, please light the lamps, hurry up." Wanyangun shouted loudly. He himself had quickly arrived at the entrance of the hall. There were lights shining elsewhere in the palace outside the hall.

Although it was very dark, at least it was not dark. Hearing the chaos inside, he quickly shouted.

When the soldiers heard Wanyan Gun's voice, they all stopped, but they still stood ready for fear of being attacked by thieves.

Attack. Someone quickly held the light and passed it into the hall. The guards looked around with wide eyes, but there was no trace of Fang Zian and the other two.

"The east window is open, he must have escaped through the window." The sharp-eyed guard saw the open window on the east side and shouted loudly.

Everyone looked intently, and sure enough, the two long windows were ajar, and outside were the shadows of dark flowers and trees covered with white snow.

"Send an order to seal off the walls and entrances. We must not let them escape. Search them for me." Wanyangun shouted loudly.

The guards hurriedly agreed loudly, and someone immediately ran to deliver the order. Suddenly, the footsteps were quick and the shouts were loud. All the guards and horses in Wanyangun's mansion immediately took action and began to block all the entrances and exits, preparing to start a full-scale manhunt.

Wanyan Gun was furious and kept yelling. But he believed that these two people would never escape. Even if they escaped, so what? Could they still escape Yanjing City? If they couldn't be found in the mansion, he would

He must immediately leave the house to recruit troops in the barracks to lay siege to the courtyard where the Song Dynasty envoys live. Tonight, they will absolutely wipe out all the Song Dynasty envoys.

At this moment, I suddenly heard someone screaming and shouting in the back house, and the sound was extremely sad and tragic. The woman's voice was sharp and harsh. Although it was separated by several door barriers, it was still clearly transmitted to the second entrance.

Wanyangun frowned and cursed: "Which bitch is making such a fuss now? I'll skin her right away."

Wanyangun thought that the wives and concubines he kept in his back house were quarreling again. There were dozens of concubines in Wanyangun's back house, and they were jealous and quarreling every day. Wanyangun thought that they were quarreling again. However,

Soon he realized that something was wrong. Someone ran forward from the back house, screaming in panic, until he reached the second entrance.

"It's incredible. Someone is killing people and setting fire to the back house. They kill everyone on sight. Your Majesty, there are robbers in the back house." A concubine named Lan Qier screamed and cried and stumbled over. She saw Wanyan Gun.

, staggering at his feet, he fell headfirst into the snow, crying loudly.

"What?" Wanyangun shouted in shock.

"Your Majesty, the back house is on fire, the back house is on fire." A guard pointed to the sky in the direction of the back house and shouted.

Wanyangun raised his eyes and saw red light rising into the sky, and the north wind brought the smell of fireworks. This was the sign of a fire, and the fire must be quite big.

"Damn it, the two thieves moved so fast. Did they all escape to the back house? Come on, come on, everyone, go to the back house to put out the fire and catch the thieves. Hurry!" Wan Yangun shouted in shock.

In the flower hall, under the table covered by the tablecloth, Fang Zian and Feng Yiming were hiding inside with bated breath. They heard clearly what happened outside. When they learned that there was a fire in the back house of Wanyangun's mansion, and someone was killing people and setting fire, Fang Zian

He and Feng Yiming looked at each other in shock, not knowing what was going on.

"Could it be that... Zhao Gang and Brother Lei Hu brought people to rescue us?" Feng Yiming asked in a low voice, moving his lips.

Fang Zian frowned and shook his head: "Impossible. Even if they came, how could they get to the back house of the palace? I don't know what happened. Could it be that... there was help from an expert? Xiao Yu's people? I'm afraid not.
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