The bodies of the two men in black who were the first to be killed were cut into two pieces by the golden sword.
The broken body fell forward with the inertia of forward motion and fell to Zhang He's feet.
The other four men in black just stepped back to avoid the sharp edge of Zhang He's sword. After the sword's power was gone, they spread out and struck again from all directions.
Guan Qingsheng seemed to have recovered from the shock, and he stood up and said angrily: "Master Zhang He is an official of the imperial court. If you dare to assassinate an official of the imperial court, it is a serious crime!"
The four men in black and Zhang He didn't seem to hear Guan Qingsheng's angry shouts, and all their moves were aimed at the vital points.
Although Zhang He was in the realm of high martial arts, the swordsmanship of the people in front of him were all very strange and tricky, and their body skills were also inconsistent. Except for the first person they met, Zhang He was well prepared and killed them all with one strike, and then Zhang He fell into a hard fight.
After more than ten rounds, Zhang He had three more sword marks on his body. The wounds were not very deep, but they affected Zhang He's ability to draw the sword.
Zhang He knew in his heart that if the battle continued for a long time, he would definitely be damaged here today.
When this happens, I feel like giving up.
At this critical moment of the battle, just this thought caused another sword mark on Zhang He's body.
Zhang He was in pain, concentrated his attention, and slashed diagonally three times toward the east side, forcing the man in black on the east side back ten feet in a row. The wall was also shattered due to Zhang He's several consecutive slashes.
A huge gap.
Zhang He used his physical skills to get out of the gap like a civet cat.
Although he escaped, he paid a huge price. The moment he got out, both of his legs were struck by a sword again. The sword mark on his left leg was shallow and nothing serious, but the sword mark on his right leg was.
An inch deep, one can see its bones.
When the four men in black saw Zhang He leaving the Zuihong Building, they did not hesitate at all. The man in black who was closest immediately rushed towards the gap in the wall.
However, as soon as he rushed over, he felt an extreme danger coming from him, causing his face to change drastically. Without any reaction, he was beheaded by a knife falling from the sky.
Who would have thought that Zhang He in this state would not run away immediately after running out, but would stop and lurk on the side?
The other three assassins who were one step behind sensed something was wrong. The three of them looked at each other, and two of them struck out with a palm at the same time. The majestic force of the palm was like a wave, and the wall was instantly crushed into pieces.
Zhang He, who had not gone far on the other side of the wall, was hit by the force of the palm. His body staggered and fell several feet away. He did not look back. After standing firm, he quickly escaped.
Three assassins overturned a wall. How could Zhang He leave so easily and quickly chased him out.
Although Zhang He was injured, he knew Qingzhou City very well. He had just jumped two or three miles away before he got into a small alley and was out of sight of the three of them.
The three assassins followed the bloodstains on the ground and pursued them. Although they were only at the ninth level of Zhongwu, Zhang He was injured at this time, especially the sword wound on his right leg, and he no longer had the strength to fight with them.
Already.
Therefore, the three of them all used their fastest movements, and their vigilance gradually weakened.
When turning an alley, a whistling sound suddenly came from the sound, which was the sound of a sword being waved!
The three of them braked at the same time, but their movements were too fast and they couldn't stop at all.
Zhang He's figure suddenly appeared at this moment, appearing like a ghost next to the assassin on the far right, with the golden sword in his hand rising and falling.
The assassin on the far right had just realized that the sword that had alarmed them was not strong at all. He did not expect that Zhang He was lying in wait, so he was killed by Zhang He before he could react.
The sword just now was wielded by Zhang He's subordinate Zhang Yingzhuo, attacking from above, and coordinated with the fatal blow delivered by Zhang He who was ambushing at the alley.
At the same time that the assassin was killed by Zhang He, another assassin stabbed Zhang He with his sword. Another assassin flew up, raised his hand and stabbed Zhang Yingzhuo between the eyebrows with his sword.
Compared with these assassins, the gap between Zhang Yingzhuo and these assassins is really huge.
The assassin who killed Zhang Yingzhuo turned around and his pupils suddenly shrank.
I saw his only remaining companion piercing Zhang He's body with a sword, and the long sword penetrated Zhang He's chest and came out from behind.
At the same time, Zhang He's golden sword suddenly landed, beheading the assassin who stabbed him in front of him, and the blood in the neck cavity spurted out several feet high.
The only remaining assassin was trembling in his heart. Only then did he realize that Zhang He left Zuihonglou not to escape at all, but to extend the front line and kill them all.
From the beginning, Jang Hyuk had the intention to kill them all!
Less than half an hour into the battle, Zhang He had already killed five of the six assassins!
At this moment, even though this assassin was ruthless, his heart was shaking violently.
Zhang He looked pale and pushed the headless corpse in front of him with one hand, holding a golden knife in the other.
With his eyes like daggers, he stared coldly at the assassin in front of him, and said coldly: "The Qianmen assassin is so majestic! Come on!"
The assassin was shocked by Zhang He's aura, his body trembled, and he took a step back involuntarily.
Zhang He was seriously injured at this moment. Although the sword on the chest avoided vital parts such as the heart, if the wound was not treated in time, he would bleed to death after a moment's delay. So how could he let go of this opportunity?
?
Zhang He strode forward, raised the golden knife in his hand again, and suddenly slashed it down.
As soon as the assassin took a step back, he regretted it. When he saw the golden sword coming quickly in front of him, he raised the sword in panic.
clang!
The swords met and a ball of sparks exploded in the air.
Zhang He felt a majestic force coming from the golden knife, his body swayed, he took a few steps backwards, and hit the wall.
At this time, he felt that the golden knife in his hand was as heavy as a thousand pounds, and his vision blurred for a while.
The man just took a step back. When he saw Zhang He's state, he knew that the opponent had reached the end of his strength. Thinking of being shocked just now, he felt extremely ashamed and angry. He picked up his sword and charged forward fiercely.
When Zhang He saw the assassin rushing towards him, a wry smile appeared on his lips, and he raised the golden knife in his hand again, but he didn't have much strength.
Poof!
A ray of cold light came from the side and flew towards the assassin.
The assassin's body stiffened suddenly, and then he fell forward and fell to the ground.
"Haha, Zhang He, I thought you could withstand Qianmen's first wave of attacks? It seems like I overestimated you?"
A chuckle came from the alley, and two figures walked out of the darkness.
Walking in front was Guan Qingsheng, who was dressed in brocade and had just been eating at Zuihonglou. Behind him was a woman in a black cloak, holding a long sword with a cold light in her hand.
"Guan Qingsheng, it is indeed you, old silver coin!"
Zhang He roared angrily when he saw Guan Qingsheng.
"Zhang He, with your little strength, you were able to defeat Li Wenhong and Wu Xingchao. These two guys are really useless!" Guan Qingsheng sighed, and then said, "Hand over your things and I will let you live."