Yang Yanrong's eyes were bleeding, and he had already suppressed his anger and shouted, "Good scolding! It's really a beast." He pointed at these people and said, "If I lose today, wouldn't I be with you.
Likewise, has it turned into fish that can be slaughtered? Humph! When you come out, you should think of this day. Either you die or I die. If you don’t even have this courage, you are just a killer. Why don’t you go home?
Let's take the kids!"
Yang Yanrong cursed, but his hands kept striking through each sword, and he broke through the bloodlines of these people. For a moment, ten blood arrows filled the surroundings with a strong smell of blood. The sound of ghosts and wolves cried and squirted with a squirting.
The sound of blood was constantly intertwined.
Today's situation is really dangerous! After Yang Yanrong came to the Song Dynasty, he has never been like today. If it weren't for his supernatural powers, I'm afraid that the powerful crossbows and hard bows just now would have already taken Yu Chu and others.
My life is over!
If the enemy is cruel, you must be even more cruel than them. The so-called "sexual" is afraid of being stunned, the stupid one is afraid of being desperate, but the most shameless one is afraid of being shameless. People are shameless, and ghosts are afraid of being afraid of being afraid of being afraid of being afraid of being afraid of being afraid of being afraid of being afraid of being afraid of being afraid of being shameless. This is what it means.
Conspiracy, use means, and treat your enemies with the most despicable and shameless tricks. Only who is more shameless than who is the winner.
This is not a movie or a trip. This is a real survival battle! Yang Yanrong sneered, wiped the blood from his face, returned the sword to Zuo Qiu, and smiled and said, "Brother Qiu, how do you feel?"
Where can Zuoqiu still catch the sword? He held his lower abdomen and vomited wildly, but even the sour water in his stomach was spitting out. He waved his hand and said, "Brother Yang, you have to do this trick and your courage."
Say the word "suppose"!"
Yang Yanrong smiled sinisterly and said, "Brother Qiu, do you want to try it?" As he spoke, he pressed his sword against Zuo Qiu's throat.
Zuo Qiu's face changed and he frowned and said, "Brother Yang, what do you mean? Could it be that you want to kill me?"
Yang Yanrong licked his lips and smiled and said, "What do you think?"
How could Zuoqiu guess what he was thinking? If he was killed by a sword like this, it would be really thankful. If Yang Yanrong treated him like the Thirteen Eagles of the Wind and Rain, Zuoqiu would not dare to think about it.
It's right.
Looking at Zuo Qiu's face, Yang Yanrong shook his head and said, "Who is the person who instructed you to assassinate Ke'er? You can not say it, but I have a hundred ways to let you speak!"
Zuo Qiu's heart tightened. This person's body movement was strange and powerful. He could not take any move under his hands. Although he was extremely tough, no one could be tough when he looked at the lessons of the Thirteen Eagles.
Do you know if he has any more terrifying means to use it? At that time, I am afraid that he will be unable to survive and will never be able to do so.
Zuo Qiu smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know anyone who instructed me. I just asked me to kill someone named Zhang Keer and I can get 100,000 taels of silver."
Yang Yanrong smiled and asked in a low voice: "Is that true? Then, you deserve to die!" He said, and stroked the sword in his hand with force.
Zuo Qiu widened his eyes and looked at Yang Yanrong in disbelief, wanting to say something, but the blood in his throat had already sealed his trachea, and slowly fell down with the sound of Gugu's crazy breathing.
Yang Yanrong shook his head, threw the sword, and said, "Your threat is the greatest. I don't want anyone who threatens Ke'er to exist in this world."
All of them were dead! None of the Thirteen Eagles of Fengyu, Zuoqiu, and the sixty-five black-clothed killers in Fengyulou were able to survive.
Yang Yanrong looked at Zhao Hu and said lightly: "Hu Zi, do you think I am too cruel?"
Zhao Hu shook his head and smiled and said, "Brother Yang, you did it right! If it weren't for you today, we would have been dead long ago."
Yang Yanrong nodded and said, "Yes, it's best if you can understand this principle. Find an opportunity to spread what happened today to me. I want everyone in the world to know that no one can do my woman, Yang Yanrong.
If you don’t accept it, you can come to me. Humph, Fengyulou, I want to see if you dare to take revenge next!”
Zhao Hu laughed and said, "Brother Yang, why should we wait for them to take revenge on us? Why don't we take revenge on them? You have money, as long as you bloom in the world, use a lot of money to buy the lives of Fengyu Tower.
, I won’t want it for long, and the wind and rain building will disappear!”
My God! You are so cruel than me! Yang Yanrong raised his thumb and said, "I have been with me for so long, but I am smarter than me. Good. Let's go and have a drink!"
The stunt masters hired by Yang Yanrong, Zhang Benchu, Sun Jin, Guo Hong and others were all silent. They were even more respectful to Yang Yanrong, who was like a smiling tiger. They had already set up a big iron pot to boil water, bathe and change clothes for him. I saw him today.
The scene is really terrifying. The licking blood on the knife that often brags in front of friends is just like this.
Yang Yanrong's body smelled of blood, which made him almost vomit. Fortunately, he was strong in endurance, so it was not obvious that he still looked like he was smiling on his face. The bodyguards burned the water
He couldn't wait to let someone drink the water, and regardless of whether it was open or not, he jumped into the big wooden barrel with his upper body naked.
This time, he washed more seriously than ever, until he had no odor on his body. Then he jumped out wet and went to another carriage to change his clothes.
Yang Paifeng, who had been peeking around, saw this scene and spat inwardly. This guy was really unsatisfied. She was also frightened by this little nephew. All the previous processes were
After reading it clearly, she still feels cold in her heart and sweats even more behind her.
Sang Yuchu realized something was wrong and asked, "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" She had been used to this kind of fighting and killing, so she didn't feel curious about it, just sat quietly.
In the carriage, listening to the shaking howl outside, Sang Yuchu was unmoved at all. She knew that it must be her own Yang Lang who was taking revenge. No matter what method he used, Sang Yuchu would not
I think there is something wrong? I have been wandering around in the world for so many years. I either die or live. I don’t know how many times I saw them. I can’t feel any sympathy for these killers. If anyone had ever had it
The experience of being chased by a killer for several years is probably the same as Sang Yuchu!
"No, nothing!" Yang Paifeng smiled and stopped talking. He took a deep breath, pretended to close his eyes and rested.
Sang Yuchu smiled secretly, knowing that this sister-in-law, who had grown up in the capital since she was a child and had never seen any bloody scenes, was already a little scared.