At this moment, Nan Jiyun was fearless. When he came, he had expected that this drug store would be a contact point for the Qingke League. The reason why he came to this conclusion was not because the three members of the alliance rushed into the drug store, but because
There are many patients coming for consultation.
Just imagine, the main income of a drug store should be medicinal stone soup. There are only a few people coming to the drug store to buy medicine, but the drug store owner is indifferent to this. It is not surprising that the drug store cooperates with a doctor, but the doctor hired is a
The miracle doctor was undoubtedly a bit of a show-off, stealing all the limelight from the pharmacy. That was fine, but not only did the doctor not go to work every day, but he also wandered around, and almost no one knew when he would visit. If things go on like this, let alone make a profit.
It is probably very difficult for this drug store to survive. Businessmen are all chasing profits. If the proprietor of this drug store is said to be charitable and does not care about income, he may not be able to deceive even a three-year-old child. If something goes wrong, there must be a monster.
, but even so, Nan Jiyun only doubted the nature of the drug store. It wasn't until he saw "Wan Langzhong" leaving Li Kuo alone for "inquiry" that he concluded that this drug store was a den of the Qingke League! No.
A doctor would pay attention to a young man buying medicine across the curtain during a medical consultation, and no doctor would break his 20 years of medical practice for a stranger. All this is so abnormal, and there is only one explanation -
They want to kill people and silence them.
It's just that Nan Jiyun has been waiting for this moment. He never believes in benevolence, justice and ethics. In his opinion, the best way to deal with thugs is to fight violence with violence. Only by beating them to scare them and make them stupid will they not stop.
Will harm yourself and your colleagues.
Nan Jiyun waved his hand lightly, and Lei Wanchun, Zhang Xun, Zhang Yanji, and Chen Xiaoliu all stepped out with horizontal knives in hand. The Tang Dynasty did not allow people to wield swords, so wealthy families like the Zhang family in Hedong,
The servant guards are all equipped with leather-armored swords. Although the combat effectiveness of Chen Xiaoliu and Zhang Yanji is almost negligible, it is not easy to kill these little thieves with just the martial arts of himself and his senior brother Lei Wanchun.
The man smiled strangely, but he pulled out a golden whip from behind. With a slight shake of his wrist, he swept it towards the two square tables beside him. A roll of yellow dust rolled in, and the golden whip wrapped around the legs of the square tables like a dragon.
, with a little exertion, the two tables used the power of thunder to attack the door facing Nan Jiyun. This blow actually carried a force of hundreds of kilograms. Even if Nan Jiyun was as powerful as Nan Jiyun, he did not dare to directly meet its force. There was no choice but to do so.
Nan Jiyun immediately fell down and leaned back. His feet were like cast iron, his body was as straight as a board, and he tilted up like a bridge. With a well-timed move of the iron bridge, the general avoided such a sharp blow. But the square table did not
Without any force, he directly slapped the door panel behind Nan Jiyun. Then he saw smoke and dust billowing, and the two square tables were actually deeply embedded in the door panel!
"Hiss." Nan Jiyun stood up and took a breath of cold air. He didn't expect that this "Wan Langzhong" had such a vicious heart, and this move was enough to kill people. But Nan Jiyun didn't have time to think more, because "Wan Langzhong"
"Mr. Zhong," the second whip has arrived! The end of this golden whip is like a dragon, and it is as powerful as a giant python. Nan Jiyun greets him with his sword. This sword is extremely powerful, and he cuts across the air with one move.
"Dragon Gate Drum Waves", as powerful as a swimming dragon, with swords radiating in all directions.
But the "Wan Langzhong" smiled coldly, turned the tip of his whip, and instead of advancing, retreated, his whole body leaned close to the ground, and with a move of "Golden Scale Hook Soul", Nan Jiyun's offensive was blocked with just one light lock.
Defuse. Nan Jiyun hated fighting with others. This time, he was impatient. He shouted loudly and used the "Kuixing Kick Fight" move to kick the golden whip away, and then slashed at "Wan Langzhong" with his sword.
It was too late, but it was too soon. "Wan Langzhong" jumped back lightly, and avoided this murderous knife with a "Kite Turn".
Lei Wanchun frowned as he watched from the sidelines. His junior brother used all his moves with ruthlessness and strength to defeat his opponent with speed. But the "Wan Langzhong" seemed to be waiting for something, always retreating to advance, using light moves.
Neutralize junior brother's killing skills. In this way, when junior brother is exhausted, he may be in danger.
Sure enough, when Nan Jiyun was adjusting his breath and luck, he felt a chill coming from his vest. However, Nan Jiyun was not an idle person. With a backhand, he circled the horizontal knife in a circle, and then removed it with just a slight roll.
Nan Jiyun couldn't help but admire the masters in the Qingke League. When he turned around and saw the man's face clearly, he was shocked.
Tucked up like an inchworm and coiled like a swimming dragon, that man is wearing a soft iron sword with an iron handle; green face with fangs and loose hair, that man is wearing the mask of Zhang Xuance.
That person was the ghost-faced man Le Youyuan fought against!
The ghost-faced man laughed loudly and shouted: "There is a road to heaven, but you don't take it, and there is no door to hell, so you break in. Nan Jiyun, today next year will be your death anniversary!" After saying that, he lightly held the soft sword and stabbed his own chest.
At the kidney acupuncture point, Nan Jiyun greeted him with a knife, and the knife was as fast as a thunderbolt. Just as he was about to exert force, he felt that his lower body was soft. After a closer look, he realized that the golden whip of "Wan Langzhong" was wrapped around his hands like maggots on the tarsus.
He was unable to move due to his feet. As a result, Nan Jiyun was restrained in every way and became extremely passive. He had no choice but to swing his blade horizontally. Although he could deflect the Ghost-Faced Man's soft inchworm sword, he was completely at a disadvantage.
When Lei Wanchun saw that his junior brother was in danger, he could no longer hold back his temper. He jumped forward and drew his sword and struck at the "snowy mountain" behind the ghost-faced man. The sword he used was the Youzhou Ba Dao, which is distinguished by the word "tyrant".
The ghost-faced man felt that the sword energy seemed to be carried by the surging river water, coming towards him like a mountain. In desperation, he had no choice but to put away the soft sword and roll it back lightly. The ghost-faced man wanted to take this move first,
Then he joined forces with "Wan Langzhong" to kill Nan Jiyun. Who would have expected that the inchworm sword made of iron and steel could not contain the sword energy of the domineering sword and was bounced away. The ghost-faced man could not avoid it and was shocked by the sword energy.
It hurts the internal organs and flies out, splashing up a cloud of yellow dust.
"Pfft." A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the ghost-faced man felt his ribs cracked and his heart and lungs in severe pain. He forced himself to seal all the acupoints around his body to prevent him from fainting.
However, Lei Wanchun was not willing to give the Ghost-Faced Man a chance to breathe. With a strong killing intention, he wanted to take the Ghost-Faced Man's head with a "Sweep Thousand Army" strike. Just when the blade was only three feet away from the Ghost-Faced Man,
"Wan Langzhong" flicked his wrist, and a "Bin Iron Star" hit the "Xuanji Point" on his chest. This "Bin Iron Star" was made of King Kong. Lei Wanchun did not dare to be careless, and turned slightly to the side.
He avoided it. Just as he was about to kill the ghost-faced man, he felt a pain behind his ears. His "yin acupoint" was hit by a "iron star". This medicine shop actually belonged to the Qingke League.
Master!
Lei Wanchun's body went limp and fell to the ground. Just as he was about to perform exercises to heal his injuries, he felt that his heart and lungs were constricted, his meridians were blocked, and his blood flow was sluggish.
"Hahaha, Lei Wanchun, after being hit by our Five Meridians Tianlan, do you still want to get out alive? I advise you not to waste your time trying to use your energy to heal your injuries. Your meridians are all eroded, and the more internal strength you have, the faster you will die. It is better to stay here
Use some strength to collect the body for yourself!" The ghost-faced man put his hands on his chest and laughed.
Nan Jiyun struggled to shake off the golden whip of "Wan Langzhong", and with just a tap, he brought Lei Wanchun to Li Kuo and other young men. With a little internal force, he knocked out "Bin Iron Star", and a column of black blood instantly shot out from behind his ears.
gushed out from the acupuncture points.
"It's time to find out. Who do you plan to die first?" 'Wan Langzhong' playfully fiddled with the jade ring on his thumb, but his eyes were full of evil birds of prey.
"Brother, what nonsense are you talking to them? Crossbowmen, shoot them through!" The ghost-faced man hated Lei Wanchun for seriously injuring him. He was so angry that he no longer wanted to chat with him.
Suddenly, two rows of crossbowmen and a row of swordsmen rushed out of the back hall of the medicine shop. It seemed that with the order of "Ten Thousand Masters", everyone would be pierced by thousands of arrows.
"Hey, junior brother, don't be so anxious." He waved slightly to the ghost-faced man, and "Wan Langzhong" smiled relievedly at Nan Jiyun: "Nan Daxia, Lei Daxia, I respect you as heroes, why don't you join our Qingke
How about we make an alliance and cancel this old feud?"
Nan Jiyun helped Lei Wanchun to lean against the wall. He stood up angrily and cursed lightly: "A bunch of idiots want grandpa to work for you. They are wishful thinking! If you have the ability, come over here. Grandpa, I just want to relax."
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"Wan Langzhong" was not annoyed at all. His voice was cold and he said in a bird's voice, "You can't blame me for that." With a light click of the jade wrench, arrows flew like a dense net towards everyone.
"Hold the knife!" Nan Jiyun shouted to the young men, and took the lead to lightly knock the handle of the knife, drawing a full circle. Because many bows and arrows came from the roof, Nan Jiyun almost deflected the arrows with each swing.
Most of them fell off. Occasionally, some eagle-feathered arrows flew past, but their strength was relieved, and the young men could easily knock them off.
However, Nan Jiyun was hit by several arrows, and blood fainted along the plain white middle coat and dripped along the skirt.
"Tick-tock, tick-tock." The blood formed a line and dripped on the stone slab, splashing a blood mist. The strong smell of blood in the air irritated everyone's mouths and noses, and all the teenagers were burning with anger.
The archers seemed not to be affected in any way, and retreated to the back row in a well-trained manner, and were replaced by the crossbowmen from the second row.
"Pick up the table board and protect it in front of your chest!" Zhang Xun shouted loudly: "The shooting power of a small military crossbow is not as powerful as the carved feather arrow, and its direction is fixed. Protect your chest and face. Leave the rest alone!"
All the teenagers used this moment to protect their chests and faces with broken wooden boards. Xiao Zhang Tanhua was the eldest person here, so the teenagers had no reason to doubt what he said!
Li Kuo resolutely clenched the knife. At this moment, he had no choice. Brother Lei was seriously poisoned and had little fighting power. Brother Nan was exhausted and could not stand alone. He must show up his courage and protect those close to him like a Tang Dynasty man.
Seemingly infected by Li Kuo's actions, all the young men stood with swords in their hands, their eyes full of pride. We are Tang people, and we will not flinch until we die!
Zhang Yanji threw away the two nurses and pulled out the knife. The young man had never felt that death was so close. At the previous moment, he was still afraid, trembling with fear, and hiding behind his own nurse. But at this moment, he resolutely took on the responsibility
I have fulfilled my own responsibilities. If Brother Kuo'er can do it, so can I! The young man stubbornly clenched the knife tightly, with a smile on his lips.
Zhang Xun took off his robe and looked straight ahead. Although he knew that everyone would die in this small medicine shop, Zhang Xun was not afraid. He wanted to protect his dignity with blood.
The medicine shop was eerily quiet. Li Kuo could clearly hear the hiss of the crossbow, the tearing sound of the crossbow arrows piercing the air, and even the beating of his own heart.
Close, close. The crossbow arrows were spinning sideways towards the door facing Li Kuo. The young man pushed the wooden board upwards slightly to protect the general's vitals. "Ding, ding, clang, clang" the crossbow arrows were nailed to the wooden board, making various sounds.
With such a sound, Li Kuo felt that his arms were numb from the shock, and he had almost no energy left to fight back. The young man smiled bitterly to himself, the force of the crossbow arrows was so strong, if it hadn't been for Brother Nan's life-saving efforts to block it, he would have become a
It's a hedgehog.
The wooden board that Chen Xiaoliu picked up was slightly thin, and it was riddled with holes after a round of shooting. "Crack", accompanied by a loud noise, a crossbow arrow actually penetrated the table board and shot into the young man's shoulder socket.
"Pfft." Chen Xiaoliu groaned, his back slightly bent, and he almost fell down.
"Hide behind and don't cause trouble!" Zhang Yanji rolled to Chen Xiaoliu's side and roared.
"me..."
"Stop being so nagging!" Zhang Yanji lightly kicked Xiao Liu, while he filled the gap left by his friend. I can't retreat, Brother Lei is right behind me, I can't retreat!
The crossbow arrows were getting denser and faster. The wooden plank gradually made a tearing sound like a broken leg bone. Zhang Shisan, the guardian of the Zhang Mansion, was shot through the protective panel by the crossbow arrows but failed to avoid it in time. A black cluster
The crossbow arrow hit his eye socket. At this moment, he seemed to see his newborn son waving to him, but in just a moment, the smile on the corner of the baby's mouth became twisted, and his lips were stained red with blood.
It's endless darkness.
"Ah!" The man cried out sadly, covered his injured eye and fell to the ground on his back. Then he was shot into a sieve by the crossbow arrows that followed, ending the pain.
Another nurse, Zhang Hua, saw a black cluster of arrows shot at Zhang Yanji's lower abdomen. He rushed in front of his young master and blocked the life-threatening arrow with his body.
"Pfft." The man covered his chest and fell to the ground. Blood gushed out from his chest like spring water, staining his clothes. The man pointed one finger to the sky unwillingly and stopped struggling.
"Hua Zi, Thirteen!" Zhang Yanji threw away his protective gear, ran to the side of the two dead guards, and shouted loudly.
The crossbow arrows were getting thinner and thinner, and the attack was getting slower and slower. The teenagers instinctively let go of the wooden boards in front of them to get a glimpse of the battle situation.
The crossbowmen had already retreated, but more than twenty masked swordsmen rushed forward with the remaining power. They were all wearing black night clothes, they were all Turkic scimitars, and they were all indifferent eyes.
Li Kuo felt a burning sensation in his chest, and he rushed forward with a knife. He had never held a knife, and he had never killed anyone. He was still a child of only sixteen years old. But at this moment, none of that mattered. He had to take it.
To take up the sword, he must kill, and he must fight like a man.
"Don't fight them head on. The scimitar's defense area is small, try to attack the opponent's lower body." Nan Jiyun's weak voice came from behind, but at this moment it penetrated the collision of noisy weapons, and the sound of Prajna Sanskrit...
...
A black-clothed swordsman saw a Central Plains doll rushing over stupidly, laughed loudly, and chopped off his pocket. He didn't know how many times he had used this trick in horse battles, and he only needed to use it on those "sheep"
You can cut a big hole to find the next prey. The previously injured "sheep" has no chance of survival and will eventually die of excessive bleeding. But this "silly sheep" seems to be really stupid.
Instead of blocking this fatal blow, he swung the knife and slashed at his own legs! If he swung the knife and chopped it down, "Silly Sheep" would certainly die, but he would also be seriously injured or even disabled...
Gritting his teeth, the black-clothed swordsman still retracted his blade to save his lower body. It was just that the scimitar was sharper, and both horizontal and diagonal cuts were far better than the horizontal sword. However, the defensive area was too small. Although this temporary situation was maintained, the situation was saved.
Both legs, but also a large gash was opened on the hand by the horizontal knife. The swordsman in black looked at the blood flowing out of his hand in disbelief, and rushed over like a shame, vowing to tear the sheep in front of him.
Have to be crushed.
"Cut his knife hand, don't stop, your knife is longer than his, he has no chance to chop you!" Nan Jiyun's voice continued to ring in the young man's ears, as if his bloody nature was inspired by the blood, Li Kuo cut harder and harder
It was fierce, and in the end it turned into a burst of hacking and slashing, chaotic and without any routine!
Kill, kill, kill! Anyone who stands in my way will be killed. If I don’t kill them, I will die. The young man’s mind has completely gone blank, and Nan Jiyun’s voice has gradually become fainter. The young man’s chest rises and falls sharply, and every time he swings the knife, he is forced to
The swordsman in black took a step back.
Weapons clashed, every inch was dangerous. Although the swordsman in black was much more powerful than Li Kuo, it was not a horse fight at this time. He could not take advantage of the speed of the horse to swing the scimitar. That damn Han kid made another chaotic move without any routine.
He was chopping, relying entirely on his own weapon commander to shamelessly seize the initiative! Although he felt aggrieved, the black-clothed swordsman did not dare to take it lightly. Although this Han kid had no routine in his sword skills, he did not hesitate to use his sword with a
A fierce murderous aura. As long as I hold back his offensive, when he runs out of strength, he can easily dodge the attack range of Hengdao, go around behind him and cut his throat! The man in black was thinking to himself, but saw the Han man
Wazi swung the knife and slashed at his chest. Now that he had learned what he had learned, the black-clothed swordsman snorted disdainfully and followed Li Kuo's previous countermeasures with his machete and chopped off the boy's lower body. However, Li Kuo's horizontal stroke
The knife showed no intention of rescuing him and pounced on his prey like a devil.
"Ah!" The black-clothed swordsman let out a scream. He clearly saw the blade of the horizontal knife cutting into the shoulder blade of his right shoulder. The bones and the blade collided with each other, making a shocking "squeak" sound. The "sheep" smoothly
With a sharp pull of the blade, he cut his chest and opened his lower abdomen. The intestines flowed out along the wound and scattered all over the floor. The swordsman in black looked at Li Kuo's lower body unwillingly. He hoped
Seeing that the prey's legs were broken, he fell to the ground and wailed. But no matter how he opened his eyes wide, he found that the machete he was proud of only made a cut on the thigh of the prey, and the "sheep" was still stable.
Stand in front of yourself!
Why? Same position, same strength, why did he only suffer minor injuries?
"Because the scimitar is better at killing people because of its larger wounds, but a horizontal sword can kill someone with one blow. I'll give you both legs to cut, because the legs are not the vital part. You can keep cutting with the scimitar, and I won't bleed to death for a while.
." A smile appeared at the corner of Li Kuo's mouth, and he continued: "But I will cut your internal organs all over, and it will be difficult for you to survive. But it's useless for you to know this." The young man pointed at the knife in black.
The guest stabbed his chest and said in a cold voice.
Li Kuo's heart was filled with turmoil, and the hand holding the knife trembled. Looking at the blood-red blade, the young man smiled bitterly, he had killed someone. It was the first time he killed someone, and he would inevitably be nervous and scared. Even though the person he killed was a Turk, even though he himself
It's self-defense...
But there was no time for the young man to sigh. In just a moment, two more swordsmen in black came around. For the first time, everything became easier. Raise the sword, slash at an angle, and pull hard. The young man's machine
He completed the action and reaped life as a matter of course. The young man killed more and more people, and the wounds on his body became more and more. However, with a murderous aura, the young man found it difficult to find an opponent for a while.
"How can I say that I have no clothes? I have the same robe as my son. When the king raised an army, I repaired my spear. I have the same hatred as my son. How can I say that I have no clothes..." When I was young, my grandfather would always sing this song to me. He said this
It is the military song of the Tang Dynasty, accompanying the footsteps of the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty, it floats to Yangguan, across the green hills, and to the broken leaves. Li Kuo's throat felt sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. He waved his hand to gently wipe away the blood on the corner of his mouth,
The young man felt so relieved at this moment. Yes, he could fight with his brothers, and there was nothing to complain about even if they died together.
The young man walked forward with the knife in hand. He didn't know how far he could go, but there was a voice in his heart that kept telling him that he must keep going.
Using his last bit of strength to chop down a swordsman in black who was approaching, Li Kuo felt his strength was gone and fell to the ground on his back with a smile.
The blood mist became thicker and thicker, and finally turned into a proudly blooming plum blossom. The young man vaguely heard the sound of groups of horse hooves ringing in his ears, "crow, crow, crow." became more and more clear.
, getting closer...
A roll of yellow dust rolled in, and the horse galloped over, but when he saw a figure flickering, a man jumped off his horse, kicked open the dilapidated wooden door, and shouted: "Zuo Jinwu Guards are ordered to suppress thieves, block death, block death!"
Under the vast clear sky, a dazzling Chinese character "Tang" is printed on a flag!
Isn’t this chapter a 2-in-1 chapter of 6,000 words? It’s the first time Xiao Qi kills someone, which plays a big role in the change of his character. It can be said that from this moment on, Xiao Qi of the Li family is more realistic and more realistic.
Will protect myself.
Also, I think this sentence is very good: We are Tang people, and we will never shrink back until we die! Always use it to motivate myself.
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