Nadan didn't reply first, but a few people dressed in fancy clothes pounced on him first. However, although those people were in tattered clothes, they were very strong-looking. They must have done some unprofitable business, otherwise
It is impossible to grow so strong just by begging for food.
The person in the lead was the Huazi who had just led Li Chongrun to this alley. He thought that this young man was just a child. He smiled wantonly and jumped in front of Li Chongrun with his hands wide open.
Catch.
It's just that this wide-open attack method is too rough compared to Qiniang's very insidious Liu Zhi'er. Li Chongrun almost reflexively moved the long knife that was much taller than himself.
The first time I sent it forward, the handle of the knife just hit the lower third of Nahuazi's ribs.
Taoist priest Li poked there when he was treating his illness. Li Chongrun recalled what the long-faced Taoist said when he taught him, if you push hard, you will vomit.
Then Hanako fell to the ground and vomited, vomiting very vividly, with tears streaming down her face, and she looked extremely sad.
Before Li Chongrun could confirm his victory, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that the flower on the right had touched him at some point, and reached out to grab the collar of the back of Li Chongrun's neck.
In daily kung fu training, apart from holding the knife and being hit by Qiniang with willow branches from all directions, what Li Chongrun practiced the most was poking ants.
He stared at the arm that Huazi grabbed with the same attention as staring at an ant. The originally very swift Huazi seemed to be a little slower in Li Chongrun's eyes, but the handle of the knife that had just been stabbed was still in front, and it was too late to turn the knife head.
Li Chongrun simply pressed down the handle of the knife, using his waist and hip as the fulcrum to raise the long knife high, with the head of the scabbard aimed at the armpit of the grasped arm.
There was a soft clicking sound, as if something was torn apart. The momentum of the man who rushed forward was transferred to the thick soil by Li Chongrun's cocked long knife, and a huge force was transmitted along the long knife to
The man's armpit. Viewed from the rear, Hanako's shoulder protruded. The joint of the shoulder was hit by the scabbard. Unable to withstand the force of his forward thrust, he was dislocated. His right hand was dislocated.
It drooped down.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them were destroyed, and the remaining flowers didn't dare to care too much. They took out the things from their arms, but they were some wooden sticks and flying tiger claws, and they were spinning them in their hands.
, it looked very mighty for a moment.
The flower holding the Flying Tiger Claw stretched out his hand and sent it forward. The Flying Tiger Claw flew toward Li Chongrun like an afterimage. He had no time to dodge. Li Chongrun blocked the long knife in his hand, and the Flying Tiger Claw grabbed the scabbard tightly.
, tried hard, but actually didn't break away.
However, another Huazi holding a short stick had already rushed up, holding the short stick high in his hand, and smashed it towards Li Chongrun.
Li Chongrun's heart was filled with anger. He held the handle of the long knife with both hands and shouted loudly like an ox. Although it was a bit immature, it still had a strong and overwhelming taste.
After holding a rather heavy long knife for half a year and poking ants two thousand times a day without missing a beat, Li Chongrun, although he was still a fat little man with a tough head and a tough head, had some obvious muscles between his shoulder blades. With a metallic sound,
There was a breaking sound, and the long knife that had never been drawn out was slowly pulled out of its sheath.
With the sound of metal friction, Li Chongrun pulled out a three-edged bladeless weapon. Following the momentum of drawing the sword, he followed the way Qiniang waved the wicker and vigorously drew the weapon horizontally in the air.
The extremely standard circle hit the short stick that was hitting him solidly.
Although the weapon was bladeless, it was quite heavy. When Li Chongrun swung it with all his strength, there was a slight sound of breaking through the air. The short stick was broken by the stubble as soon as it came into contact. Nahuazi who was holding the short stick was caught off guard.
He had no time to resist, and was hit in the neck by Li Chongrun. He fell to the side and did not know whether he was alive or dead.
It sounds troublesome, but in fact it only happened in a moment. Four people fell down in an instant. The harsh words from the remaining few people were still echoing in the alley, but the people were already ready to escape.
"Pah! Pah! Pah!" Several bursts of applause came, and Na Shan walked up to Li Chongrun without clapping his hands first.
"I thought that the young master was just a child, and Shan's move was too big to bully the young, and it would be too embarrassing to spread the word. Unexpectedly, Shan actually looked away. Although the young master looks young, there is a vague difference in this move.
He already has the air of a master. Shan really admires him."
Li Chongrun was not in a hurry to reply. He held the black weapon with one hand and rubbed the shoulder where the wooden stick he had just broken flew over and hit him with the other hand. It seemed to be a little painful. Li Chongrun grimaced in pain while rubbing it.
of.
"Then I would also like to thank the captain for giving me a chance to practice my skills." After rubbing his shoulders a few times, Li Chongrun seemed to relax a little. He lifted the weird weapon flatly with both hands, and pointed the sharp tips far away.
Single direction.
"That's not how maces are used. I don't know how the masters in the palace taught you. If Master Qin knew that his housekeeping skills allowed you to use them so poorly, I'm afraid he would be so angry that he would vomit two liters of blood.
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Na Shan Bu first shook his head in disdain, loosened the silk gown around his body, mocked Li Chongrun, then calmed down and prepared to attack Li Chongrun.
"Hey, Master Di!"
Li Chongrun's eyes lit up, with a look of joy on his face.
"You treat me like a three-year-old child, I can be deceived by you like this." Shan Buxian raised his hand with disdain and grabbed Li Chongrun, without any intention of turning his head behind him. However, he saw Li Chongrun grabbing him very neatly.
He threw away the trump card in his hand and fell to the ground with his head in his hands.
Shan Buxian felt a strong gust of wind coming from behind his head. He reacted very quickly and grabbed the incoming hidden weapon with his back hand. It turned out to be a crossbow arrow. Several crossbow arrows came like rain in succession.
He dodged a few of them while moving around, but he was still stabbed in the shoulder and ribs by two crossbow arrows.
The Tang Dynasty and Wu Zhou had always banned crossbows but not bows. Those who could attack with such weapons were naturally those in the army.
"Black Rider!"
Shan Buxian yelled, grabbed the Huazi who was hit in the neck by Li Chongrun whose life and death were unknown, danced in front of his chest like a door panel, blocked all the incoming crossbow arrows, and backed away towards the end of the alley.
The closed door was removed.
There was a loud "crash", and the sheet of the door that Li Chongrun could not push was broken into several pieces by the impact, and collapsed to the side miserably.
The flower child was thrown into the rushing black cavalry team, and then went deep into the door. A few vague shouts of Fanbang barbarians came. Just a moment later, several black cavalry who went to follow them hurriedly dragged
They came back with two injured people. However, the one who had not been injured had disappeared.
"Is the King of Linzi safe and sound?" Di Renjie's penetrating voice sounded in the alley, but he didn't hear Li Chongrun's reply. Di Renjie, who dismounted in confusion, stepped forward surrounded by several guards.
When he came, he found that Li Chongrun was holding a pitch black mace, pointing at a beggar who was caught by the black knight, and asking him something.
"Have you ever seen a few barbarians holding a young master hostage?"
That Huazi just shook his head, and then Li Chongrun slapped his mace on his face. The mace was so heavy that Huazi fainted in just one blow.
Li Chongrun walked up to the man named Huazi who had brought him here earlier, and poked his face with the mace. The tip of the mace was very sharp. With just a light poke, a stream of blood flowed down the cheek of the beggar.
Come down.
Na Huazi did not dare to disobey, but pointed to the small courtyard door where the sheet had not been broken first, and said hurriedly: "Go in, go in."
Li Chongrun breathed a sigh of relief, stood up straight, and looked for the scabbard that had just been torn off by the flying tiger's claws on the ground. However, he inadvertently saw someone hand it to him.
Li Chongrun took it and when he was about to say thanks as usual, he realized that the person handing him the scabbard was actually Mr. Di Renjie.
"Hey, Mr. Di! Why are you here?"
"Didn't you call Di's name just now?" Di Renjie was very curious. He had clearly heard Li Chongrun calling his name at the entrance of the alley just now, and thought he had seen him. Why was he so surprised now?
What does it look like?.
"I just saw someone approaching. I just wanted to scare him so I could find a chance to escape." Li Chongrun scratched his head in embarrassment, "It's just that the guy didn't fall for the trick. Fortunately, it was Master Di who took the lead.
People are coming."
"Sir Shangguan just called me to help, but he just said that the King of Linzi came to rescue people in danger alone. Fortunately, the little old man brought the black cavalry to perform some chores today, so he simply brought them along to find out. Unexpectedly
This Shan Bu Xian has been hiding in the divine capital, and was actually encountered by the young prince. The young prince is really lucky."
"Li Chongrun!" A very angry female voice came from outside the alley, vaguely like Shangguan Wan'er's voice.
"I'm counting on my fingers. I'm afraid that the young prince will be in a bloody disaster today..." Di Renjie laughed naively, with a look in his eyes of waiting for a good show.