Xue Junyou saw the group of killers slowly approaching with knives. Although it was unclear why an ambush was set up here, the princess's life could not be lost.
He clutched the lamp stand in his hand tightly and said to the panicked Luo Junzhao behind him: "Princess, please don't move in this room. I'm here so they can't hurt you."
"good... ..."
Luo Junzhao tremblingly picked up a shining long knife from the ground, holding it tightly in front of him with both hands: "I believe in the Nine Prince Consort."
Xue Junyou glanced at it, and the beautiful figure in his peripheral vision seemed to know no martial arts at all. No matter in shape or posture, he was not like the person Xue Junyou met before when he was taking the wooden box.
In other words, the Cha Mihua corpse case may have nothing to do with Princess Luo Junzhao of Lingyang.
Just as Xue Junyou was in a trance, two masked killers broke in with knives. The two sharp blades came with sharp blade winds and alternately slashed straight into Xue Junyou's chest.
Xue Junyou came to his senses, raised the long lamp stand in his hand and stabbed one of them in the throat. Although the lamp stand was not sharp, it relied on Xue Junyou's strength to penetrate the man's neck.
In an instant, the man was pinned to a door by a light stand. Seeing this, the other man instinctively paused. Xue Junyou took advantage of this gap and kicked the man hard in the abdomen.
The person who was kicked flew out of the house like a heavy object and landed five or six meters outside the house.
This kick directly kicked the man to death without any mercy at all, and shocked the killers around him for a few seconds.
Xue Jun pulled out the lamp stand sadly and walked out of the house quickly. The killer who had his throat stabbed fell to the ground.
He looked around and confirmed that there was no ambush among the crossbowmen before he said with a smile: "You are really cautious. This count has been dead for ten years, and you are still lying in wait to prevent others from coming in?"
Those people didn't answer, and quickly surrounded him like a pack of wolves.
While Xue Junyou started fighting with them, he paid attention to whether any of them used swords. Without exception, they were all wielding swords.
Several killers rushed over with knives raised in both hands. The lamp stand in Xue Junyou's hand was like a gun. Before they could drop the blades, he drew out the gun as fast as a dragon and swiped across their throats one by one.
Blood spilled on people.
The black mask of one of the killers was blown away by the wind, revealing a face with a mustache under his nose.
Xue Junyou's eyes immediately became sharp, and he wished he could eat his blood and eat his flesh: "People from the Ming country, are you from the Ming country?!"
The killers who followed him rushed up at the same time. Xue Junyou held the lamp stand tightly with both hands, raised it above his head with all his strength, and hit one of the killers on the head.
There was a crack like a broken bone, and the man was knocked to the ground. His whole body twitched a few times and then stopped moving.
Immediately after the lamp stand was retracted, Xue Junyou stepped forward and pinched another killer's throat with one hand. He looked darkly and squeezed hard with his hand. There was a cracking sound, and the man's body kept tilting back.
go.
At this moment, two crossbow arrows pierced the foreheads of the two killers, and each of them let out a scream and fell to the ground.
After Feiyun appeared in the group of killers with crossbows in both hands, Xue Junyou suddenly understood something. No wonder there were no ambushed crossbowmen around such a large formation. It turned out that he had taken care of them.
"Be careful!"
As Feiyun spoke, a crossbow arrow shot out from his hand. It either embedded itself in the killer's forehead or stabbed directly into the throat: "These killers are from the Ming Kingdom. They are beast-like thieves. They are vicious and ruthless."
Xue Junyou stabbed the top of the lamp stand directly into the right chest of the killer, and his voice was unprecedentedly cold: "You know, if I see you today, none of them will survive."
After saying that, Xue Junyou pulled out the lamp stand and threw it on the other killer's face with another sweep. The man's head was knocked sideways without any warning, and he vomited hot blood and rolled to the ground.
The corner of Feiyun's mouth was slightly raised, and there was some appreciation on his face. He had long heard that the Nine Prince Consort single-handedly killed the bully in Xuanyang City. When he saw it today, it turned out that it was not just a rumor.
Although these killers are no match for Feiyun, it is more enjoyable to kill with such people than to deal with those little thieves.
Several more crossbow arrows were fired, and Xue Junyou was shot dead again by the killer behind him who had no time to deal with him. He looked back and saw that all the killers hit by crossbow arrows were directly hit in the vital points. The Fei family relied on assassination to make their fortune.
genuine talent.
However, seeing this, Xue Junyou was convinced that this person might be Anyang's cousin as he said. Otherwise, with his assassination skills, Anyang's life would have been damaged that day.
But there was one thing that Xue Junyou didn't understand. He struck a killer from top to bottom with one move, and shouted to Feiyun: "You are so powerful, you can't beat that little girl Yun Ni?"
Feiyun's face darkened. He really didn't want to pick up the pot, and he didn't even bother to care about him: "That little girl knows red sleeves. Five steps away, there is no one in the world who can stop her."
"Red sleeves? Master Zizai."
A trace of surprise flashed in Xue Junyou's eyes. Isn't that his teacher's old appearance? The world is really small. I didn't expect that Yun Ni was the master's apprentice.
Just as he was thinking about it, Xue Junyou frowned, looked behind Feiyun and shouted at him: "Hey!"
Feiyun turned around when he heard the sound, his eyes widened, he took a breath, and took a few steps back. A long sword struck Feiyun where he was, cracking the bluestone pavement bricks there.
Feiyun raised his head and looked at the killer holding the sword in front of him, with an eager look on his face, but before he could take action, he coughed several times.
He immediately wiped the corners of his mouth and saw some blood on his hands. Only then did he remember that he had not recovered from the internal injuries caused by Xue Junyou's stone last night.
"This man is extraordinary!"
Feiyun looked back at Xue Junyou among the killers and shouted loudly: "I'll deal with those minions, you deal with him."
"ah?"
Several more instant-death killers fell to the ground. Xue Junyou waved the blood on the lamp stand: "I just said you were powerful, why can't you do this?"
"Fart! I suffered internal injuries last night, you"
Before Feiyun finished speaking, the killer with a sword in his hand rushed over. Feiyun did not dare to confront him, so he had to dodge: "You don't know how hard your stone hits."
Just as he was talking, a sharp weapon appeared in his peripheral vision. Feiyun quickly turned around and was about to dodge, but found that it was a lamp stand passing by him.
Seeing that the top of the lamp stand was only touching the killer's throat, Feiyun seemed to notice something and turned back to look at Xue Junyou, who was charging towards this side: "Guanfeng Yiyu? You are not ordinary either."
"It's okay, it's okay."
Xue Junyou came not far from Feiyun and took the opportunity to take over the lamp stand that had been knocked back by the killer with his sword: "But my teacher can't beat Master Zizai. You go and protect the princess, and I'll kill this beast!"
"good."
Feiyun raised his hand and fired a few crossbow arrows, killing several killers who were trying to break into the house. Then he flew a few steps, with his toes off the ground, and flew past the group of killers like a flying swallow. He threw away the crossbow in his hand and picked up a handful.
Dao Lai fights with those unscrupulous killers.
Xue Junyou looked back to confirm. Seeing that the group of killers could not break through Feiyun's defense, he calmly turned his eyes back to the killer holding the sword.
He turned his head, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and whistled provocatively towards the killer: "People from Ming country... I have dreamed of massacring your country, just like you massacred Dongjie City back then."
The killer didn't understand, but he could see the ferocity and contempt on Xue Junyou's face, so he clenched the sword tightly in his hands and rushed towards him with a loud shout.
Xue Junyou waited on the spot, turning the long lamp stand in his hand. When he saw the killer approaching suddenly, he immediately used the lamp stand to block the sword that the opponent was holding high.
The soldiers met each other at short range and broke apart.
The lamp stand was cut in half by the sword, but the killer's eyes were stunned. Xue Junyou didn't give the killer a chance, quickly took back the severed lamp stand, and immediately slashed the killer with the broken sharp edge.
With a pop, the killer clutched his chest and backed away, his eyes showing pain.
The bloody lamp stand was turned around in Xue Junyou's hand again, but he heard him snort coldly: "The beast is very smart. He would rather get hurt than fight me."
Xue Junyou said, and glanced down at the other half of the lamp stand that was already ready in his right hand. The broken part of the lamp stand was thinner and sharper. If the killer had just avoided the blow and killed him with all his strength,
Xue Junyou was 100% sure and punched a hole in his left chest.
Seemingly seeing that their leader was injured, the other killers suddenly lost their backbone. When the killer holding the sword shouted, all the killers stopped moving, turned around and ran away.
Xue Junyou didn't want to let them go, but the killer threw the sword at him. Xue Junyou ducked and before he could get up, he saw the sword stabbing Luo Junzhao in the room.
"Quick! Protect the princess!" Xue Junyou shouted loudly.
Feiyun saw it and quickly jumped into the house one step ahead of the sword. However, no matter how fast the Qinggong was, it could not match the speed of the flying knife. Seeing that he could not reach the princess at all, Feiyun predicted the trajectory of the sword and moved towards the side.
He flew up and raised his hands.
The moment the sword just entered the house, he grabbed the handle tightly and fell to the ground.
Seeing this, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief.
Feiyun sat up from the ground, raised the sword in his hand and smiled sadly at Xue Jun: "The eyesight of my Fei family is naturally not comparable to that of ordinary people."
Xue Junyou smiled back at him, although escaping the Ming people, saving the princess's life might be the greatest success.
As for why this group of people ambushed here and planned to kill the princess, I think they can know it by asking Princess Lingyang afterwards.
Xue Junyou looked at Luo Junzhao again, and when he was walking towards her, his steps stopped and he froze on the spot.
I saw a woman slowly appearing behind Luo Junzhao, who also exhaled a long breath. She was the same height as her, dressed in black and masked, and her figure was very familiar.
The woman reached out and took off the black cloth covering her face, revealing a face that was in her mid-twenties. She was not from the Ming Kingdom, but from the Entropy Kingdom. She was even somewhat similar to the five corpses found in the earthen kang of the thatched hut outside the city.
Sure enough, it was similar to what Xue Junyou had guessed, except that the Princess Lingyang he originally suspected was another member of Chang Longbo's family.
"Who are you... ..."
Just when Xue Junyou was about to speak and stabilize the woman, a bloody cold light burst out from Luo Junzhao's body and pierced her abdomen fiercely.
The two people were almost touching each other, but the sword seemed to be completely submerged, and a long part escaped from Luo Junzhao's body.
Xue Junyou, who was standing there, was confused. Why on earth was this? Why did this woman steal the two letters in the wooden box, and why did she kill Princess Lingyang, who was her relative?
Suddenly, there was a sound of a sharp sword being drawn away from the house. Luo Junzhao trembled slightly with bleeding lips, covered his stomach with pale hands and slowly knelt down to the ground.