[024] Floating Daiying in the Far Mountains, Fei Hua Jian Guanghan
Seeing that Jia Chen's complexion was calm, his breath was calm, and he was not panicked. The masked people secretly called strangeness, coldly:
"Take people's money and eliminate disaster for people. We have the rules on the road on the way. We must not betray the employer and die!"
The words did not fall, he bowed his waist and collapsed his back, raised a big knife, rushed forward, twisted his waist and arms, and split to Jia Chen's side neck.
This sword is like a thunder, and it is like a lightning, and even draws a tunnel.
Jia Chen was not panicked, jumped around, avoided the blade, and then moved a trick "crane children chasing snakes".
"ah!"
The masked man screamed, the palm of his hand was loose, and the wolf tooth knife fell to the ground.
He just wanted to lean down to pick up the knife, but was flying by Jia Chen. He was in the center of the center.
Pear blossoms fell, masked people covering their chests, spraying a blood, struggling to get up.
Jia Chen jumped up, passed through the flowers of the flowers, jumped to him, pointed at his throat with a sword, and asked sharply:
"I ask you again, who instructed you to kill me?"
The masked man was so frightened and hurriedly said:
"I said I said, Jia Zhen hired us to kill you."
"Sure enough, it's him!" Jia Chen snorted coldly, "You have a few accomplices, where are they?"
"Pap!"
There was a crispy noise that stepped on the dead branches and rotten leaves behind him.
Jia Chen's pupils shrank, and hurried to the left side of the left.
In the process of rotating in the air, he saw a person holding a short halberd and stinging to him just now.
If it was a slower shot, it has now been pierced.
At the same time, lying on the ground with a masked man with one hand, jumping up in the air, and kicking on the side of Jia Chen, who was still rotating in the air.
This foot came straight to Jia Chen's face door, and he was vigorous.
Jia Chen's eyes condensed, and his sword was cut.
"Ah!" It hurt.
The masters' front feet were cut off, and they shrank back to the remaining half of the feet. They covered the blood -sprayed wound and rolled the pain. The screams were more than just.
As soon as Jia Chen landed on the ground, a short halberd was rotating and flying in front of him.
Seeing that he was about to tie the bridge of the nose, Jia Chen leaned back, and the short halberd wiped his nose tip and plundered. The sharp halberd blade cut off a ray of flying bangs.
Jia Chen straightened up, and a sword swept out.
"clang!"
This sword just chopped the other short halberd.
The halberd with a halberd is also a masked person, but there is a scar in the corner of his left face, and it extends to the masked black cloth. It seems that the left face is cut in half.
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There was a sharp sound of a sharp weapon that quickly split the air behind the brain.
Jia Chen hurriedly jumped horizontally, and Yu Guang glanced at the short halberd who just flew back and flew back with Xian'er again. It turned out that this guy used the short halberd as a rotary dart.
The scar face reached out and grabbed the short halberd flying back, and the sound of anger:
"I thought it was enough to deal with a little doll for you. It was enough to only one person. I didn't expect that your kid was a master!"
Jia Chen also didn't answer. She stepped on seven stars, and her posture was like a fairy. She rushed to the scar face in a blink of an eye.
The scar face hurriedly waved the halberd.
Seeing that this sword was about to stab on the short halberd, Jia Chen suddenly changed his tricks and changed the thorns into a sting.
"Oh!"
With a scream, the short halberd with the scar face fell to the ground, and the hand covering the blood leaped back to the back, pulling the distance.
Beying next to the drop of short halberds, four fingers are scattered.
Perhaps the pain nerve has not completely failed, and the four broken fingers are still spasm slightly.
The sword just now cut off the four fingers of the scar face.
His right hand was abolished, leaving only his left hand holding a short halberd.
Jia Chen didn't give him a chance to breathe. He rushed up with a step, a trick of a white snake, and stabbed his chest.
The scar face is the chest, trying to resist.
"puff!"
The long sword passed through the gap on the short halberd, and tied into the chest of the scar face.
The scar face stared at his eyes sharply, and the eyes flashed with panic and incredible.
"You, why are you so powerful?"
His pupils gradually disappeared, and his vitality gradually disappeared. At the moment before his death, the scar face still couldn't believe it. He was killed by a nine -year -old baby!
Seeing this scene, the masked man who had been cut off half of his feet before, couldn't care about the wound that was still spitting blood.
Jia Chen pulled out his long sword and didn't even look at the scar face that fell to the ground. He rushed behind the lamemal -in -legs, kicked him on his heart, kicked him in five bodies, and fell on his own.
On the ground.
Jia Chen put his long sword on his side neck and asked coldly:
"Say! How many other associates do you have? Where are they?"
Masked people carry the crying cavity:
"There are six more, they all ambush in all directions of Ningfu."
Jia Chen's eyes narrowed slightly. I did not expect that in order to kill himself, Jia Zhen's profits of the 40 % of his books were really worthy, and he hired eight assassins.
"How do you call your six associates?" Jia Chen asked coldly.
The masked person's eyes are bright. If they can call them at the same time, maybe they can be surrounded by the boy.
"I send a signal bomb in the sky, and I can call them over."
"Okay, then you send it quickly!" Jia Chen urged.
The masked man immediately took out a hair flame tube and sent a white -ray firework in the sky.
Jia Chen slipped the masked person to a pear tree, took out the rope prepared in advance, and tied him on the trunk.
Then jumped, jumped on a pear tree next to him, lay on a rough branch, and quietly waited for the remaining six assassins.
At this time, Wang Xifeng's big girl, Ping'er, happened to pass the pear forest, and coldly saw the empty white fireworks, and he wondered who put the fireworks in the pear forest? So he walked over.
When I saw a masked body lying on the ground, there was a masked man with a black clothes on the trunk not far away. Pinger almost screamed.
In the panic heartbeat, she turned around and ran to the front yard to report to Wang Xifeng.
When I saw Wang Xifeng, who was busy turning in the Baoxia Hall, Ping'er seemed to see the savior, and ran in, and said urgently:
"Grandma, it's not good! Someone holds a hard work in the pear woods in Huifangyuan and died."
"Ah?" Wang Xifeng took a breath, and the tea cup in his hand fell to the ground. He crackled crushed, and the tea splashed on the upper.
"Grandma, let's get an idea!" Pinger's eyes were red.
Wang Xifeng's eyes surged in the eyes, and he hummed coldly:
"Who ate Xiongxin Leopard and dare to move martial arts in Ningguo Mansion? Do you call a few more people and call the guards of the Ningrong Second Mansion's home care homes, copy the family, go to Huifang Garden to catch the thief!
"
Ping'er led away. Soon, the news of the dead in Fangyuan spread all over Ning Rong's Second Mansion, and it was also passed to the ears of the guests who came to the faint.
Some guests who know martial arts did not bring weapons, so they picked up stools or garlic mortar as weapons.
There were also some guests rushed into the back kitchen, asking for a few kitchen knives, firewood or rolling pin.
There are also a few guests who scratched the sword in the hands of Ningfu's guard.
The timids of those guests who can't martial arts are scared to slip away, but they are worried that they offend the Jia family and shrink in a seat to install quail.
There are also some literati who are brave, obviously the power of chickens, but they are very curious.
Everyone was noisy, calling a friend to quote the companion, and Wugang Wayang rushed to Huifangyuan.
With so many martial arts bold, Wang Xifeng Pinger also followed.
Lou has never seen such a big battle, and also goes with the personal girl.
On the other side, the news passed to the Cong Green Hall next door, which alarmed several master of Jia Mu and other Rongfu.
The ladies and girls are all female streams.
Mother Jia has experienced a lot of wind and waves, but this is the first time that she has encountered a thief to break into the Jia family with a weapon.
Jia Zheng is an unprepared scholar. He was chaotic in his heart. He paced back and forth in the room and grunted in his mouth: "How can this be good? How can this be good?"
Jia Xun was holding the goat with a goat, and he thought about it for a while, took a long bow and a pot of arrows hanging on the wall, and said lightly:
"I'll go and see."
Mrs. Xing hurriedly stopped him and persuaded in tears:
"Master, you're a big age, don't go."
Jia Xunli snorted, blowing his beard stare:
"Old Huang Zhong can still kill Xia Houyuan. I am much younger than him. Do you think that my class general is a fame? Give me it!"
Say, he pushed Mrs. Xing.
"Father, I go, fight with my brothers, go to the battlefield, and the father and son soldiers!" Jia Yue got courageous and took off a long sword hanging on the wall.
Jia Xun glanced at him and frowned: "You can pull it down! You are struggling to go to the puppet, not even the chickens can't kill, don't go!"
After that, the back of the bow and the back of the door went straight out of the door.
When I walked out of the Cong Green Hall, Jia Yan's lips were slightly raised, holding the goat with a goat, and murmured with a smile: