Five sword fragments were attributed to Pei Ran's sword. The rain in the court courtyard became inexplicably anxious, as if there was an invisible sun in the night sky. The rain near Tingyu Tower actually began to turn into white mist at high speed.
It looked like Pei Ran's sword, but it was actually countless swords that contained the sharpest meaning in the world. Chao Xiaoshu's powerful spirit followed his gaze in Tingyu Tower, causing the thin green steel sword to stab at high speed.
Towards the copper bowl, the lightning retracted, and then stabbed again at a faster speed. In an instant, hundreds of swords were stabbed!
The sword strike, which was countless times faster than a woodpecker pecking a tree, landed in the center of the copper bowl in an extremely horrifying manner, making a thumping sound. Because the frequency of the sword thrust was too high, there was no interruption at all between the sounds.
, so people in the courtyard could only hear a prolonged muffled sound!
"He can't do it either! Kill him at close range!"
The leader of the Tang Army looked at Chao Xiaoshu who was sitting cross-legged in the rain, noticed that his face was getting paler, and shouted sternly. At this time, these sergeants no longer needed discipline and honor to support their actions. They knew that they must kill him immediately.
Chao Xiaoshu, otherwise if they wait for that thin sword to break open the copper bowl and kill the ascetic from Yuelun Kingdom, they will never have the chance to kill each other. To be more precise, they will both die.
The dense rain of crossbows shot out again, and more than a dozen fierce figures attacked again. This time, the elites of the Tang Army appeared more determined and tougher, because this was the determination and toughness forced out of despair.
But they still couldn't get close to Chao Xiaoshu's body and kill this terrifying great swordsman, because there was always a young man standing in front of Chao Xiaoshu.
Ning Que kept moving on the rain-covered bluestone. He was not agile and looked extremely heavy. Every time he stepped on the soles of his boots, there would be a splash of water, and every time the splash of water splashed, his blade would harvest a piece of water.
An elite soldier of the Tang Army.
Sitting cross-legged in the rainstorm, Chao Xiaoshu was tantamount to completely entrusting his life to him, so he always stayed in front of and behind Chao Xiaoshu, turning himself and the simple knife in his hand into the previous death.
net.
With a twist of his right elbow, the blade of the blade sank down and cut off the knee of a Tang soldier. Ning Que didn't have time to draw the sword. He raised his left foot and it flew out like a flying stone. He kicked the other Tang soldier's genitals hard, and then held the knife wrongly.
The hands with the long handle turned, and the blade was raised from bottom to top, breaking open the third Tang Jun's abdomen. Another figure rushed towards him bravely, and he twisted his waist while half-crouching on the ground, holding the knife with one hand and taking advantage of the situation to strike hard.
After slashing, the sword flashed out and cut off several legs.
The black mask had already been wet by the rain, and the breath that came out was filled with moisture. The eyebrows exposed outside the mask were as calm as ever, and even seemed a little numb. His movements were extremely simple, but the killing effect was extremely amazing.
Under the knife in front of him, those brave elites of the Tang army were like pieces of wood, being chopped down and kicked over.
No matter how dense the crossbow rain was and how cold the sword light was, he always stood in front of Chao Xiaoshu and never took a step back! Even if his shoulder was scratched by the crossbow arrow, even if the side of his leg was scratched by the blade, he would not take a step back!
An extremely unpleasant loud noise came from Tingyu Tower, like an iron pot being smashed with a brick, and the copper bowl in front of the ascetic monk finally cracked and shattered under the powerful swords!
The hat on the ascetic's head cracked as the copper bowl broke. A look of absolute despair flashed across his dark face. His handprints changed again. The rosary beads that had been guarding his body stopped spinning and suddenly turned into a black snake.
, whizzing around the thin green steel sword that was about to stab his face, causing the sword to stop.
Chao Xiaoshu silently looked inside the building. His right hand, which was exposed outside his sleeve, passed through the accumulated water beside him. He picked up a handful of rainwater and sprinkled it in front of him. The thin blue steel sword in the rain building followed his movements.
Suddenly it began to buzz and vibrate, like a real dragon that was about to break through the clouds, rushing forward forcefully!
The raindrops the size of soybeans fell on the bluestone, making a soft popping sound. The new branches that were broken by the wind made a soft popping sound. There was also a soft popping sound in the rain building. The handful that trapped Qinggang
The iron and wood beads of the sword are scattered everywhere!
The ascetic smiled bitterly and closed his eyes. The green steel sword roared through the more than a hundred ironwood rosary beads in the air in the building, and penetrated deeply into his dark eyebrows. The blood slowly seeped out, and the bitter smile was frozen.
At the main entrance of the imperial palace, Ning Que looked at the enemies not far away and slowly pulled out the sword from the chest of a Tang Army soldier.
Tat-tat-tat-tat, the scattered rosary beads hit the beams and walls, and then fell to the wooden floor.
The elites of the Tang army who were still alive looked at the middle-aged man sitting cross-legged and smiling in the rainstorm, and at the masked young man holding a knife and standing silently in the rainstorm, and their hearts were full of despair.
The sound of a carriage came from the alley.
He slowly raised his eyebrows towards Xiaoshu.
In Chang'an Nancheng, Master Meng's most profitable Gouxing Casino has been turned into ruins. Smashed gambling equipment is scattered all over the street. The chips that usually represent money are soaked in the stinking rain. There is no one there.
Dare to pick it up. Beside the road, there were women and children surrounding a dozen gambling house stewards and guards who had their legs broken, crying and crying, but no one dared to curse the damn assailants with words, and even looked resentful.
I dare not have it.
More than forty members of the Chunfeng Pavilion Gang, dressed in green trousers and blue boots, stood around indifferently. They were maintaining order and at the same time announcing their arrival to everyone in Nancheng. At the front of the crowd, Qi Laosi took a blue handkerchief from his subordinates.
, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, there was no proud and proud expression on his face, but he looked a little anxious, because he knew that although the Yulong Gang took advantage of the situation to occupy a large amount of territory tonight, the eldest brother was currently facing those powerful enemies alone on Chunfengting Street.
There was no one around him.
The same story and similar scenes happened again and again in various cities in Chang'an City tonight. The pawn shops and brothels controlled by Uncle Cat were smashed by a group of tough men in Tsing Yi. Another group of men in Tsing Yi controlled the three raised by Jun Jie.
outer room, and then directly bulldozed the three luxurious courtyards.
The cool spring rain has been falling steadily, and there are signs of it getting heavier. Tonight, all the major forces in Chang'an's underground world, using the government's tiger skin, all poured into the East City and launched an attack on the Chunfeng Ting Dynasty, which has led Chang'an's Jianghu for many years.
They launched an attack, but no one expected that the legendary figure of the night would actually use himself as bait, taking advantage of the opportunity when all the forces in South City and West City were exhausted, and send out all the brothers in the gang to take control of the situation.
After tonight, as long as Chunfeng Ting Lao Chao is still alive, then he and his brothers can take the entire city of Chang'an in the night into their own hands, but... Chao Xiaoshu is alone tonight, and has been with him for many years.
If all his brothers are gone, can he survive?
In the North City of Chang'an, where the heavily guarded Yulin Army is stationed, Cao Ning, the general of the Yulin Army, looked at the two captains in front of him who had their hands tied behind their backs and sneered: "Chang Siwei? Should I call you Chang San? Fei
Jingwei, should I call you Fei Liu? I never thought that there would be two leaders of the Yulong Gang hidden in our Yulin Army."
Chang Siwei is a middle-aged man with a gentle temperament. He looked at his immediate superior and smiled slightly and said: "Are you really not aware or are you pretending not to know? There are many people in the military camp who earn extra money. As far as I know, General, you are in Mongolia.
Both the master and Uncle Cat seem to have a bit of a problem."
Fei Jingwei remained silent, just staring coldly at Cao Ning's face, as if he wanted to make his old face look ugly.
Cao Ning picked up the tea bowl and took a few sips, and said: "What's the point of talking about these things now? It's just a matter of talking about it. You two are just little captains. If it weren't for the sake of Chunfeng Pavilion, how could I
As for talking nonsense to you? But don’t think that relying on the support of Chunfeng Pavilion, you can show off in front of me. I only need an order and you can’t leave the camp. As long as you dare to leave the camp, I will
I can kill you directly without asking for orders, and if you cannot leave the camp, Chunfengting will die tonight."
"Chunfengting is dead." He slowly put down the tea bowl and said calmly: "So you are useless."
Chang Siwei smiled and said: "Many people have died in this world, but my eldest brother will not die either."
"There has never been anyone in this world who cannot be killed." Cao Ning stared at his face and said coldly: "There are so many noble people in our Tang Dynasty who want to see Chunfeng Ting's face, but he doesn't want it. I want to see so many noble people.
If you want him to die, how can he, a mere figure in the Chang'an world, make a comeback!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the door curtain was opened, and a few raindrops floated in in the slightly cold night wind. Cao Ning was slightly startled, and was about to angrily reprimand, but suddenly his expression froze, and he subconsciously stood up and saluted with his hands raised: "Lin
Father-in-law... why did you come here so late at night? What... are you here?"
The short and fat Eunuch Lin looked at him with a smile on his face and said: "Nothing else. I heard at the palace gate that the Habayashi Army raised the alert level tonight. I came over to ask what happened."
Then Eunuch Lin turned to look at the two captains whose hands were tied behind their backs, frowned and asked, "What's going on?"
The torches in the Xiaoqi Camp camp were shining on the racecourse, and even the continuous rain could not extinguish them. Chu Ren, the deputy commander of the Xiaoqi Camp, stared angrily at the man with a Chinese character on the horse opposite and roared: "Liu Si, you bastard! The sealing camp is an army.
Military order from the Ministry! If you dare to break into the camp, I will chop off your head!"
The man with the Chinese character face was extremely tall and tall. Even sitting on the horse, his feet seemed to be hanging to the ground. Listening to the deputy commander's reprimand, his face remained expressionless. His right hand slowly stroked the iron gun on the saddle, his eyes
Looking through the night rain at a place called Chunfeng Pavilion in the east city of Chang'an.
His name is Liu Si, and he is the fifth in the Yulong Gang. When Chunfengting Lao Chao conquered Chang'an City with a sword, it was this man who stood beside Chao Xiaoshu, but tonight he can't
Standing next to the elder brother to block his arrows, I can only silently hope that the boy whom the elder brother likes can get things done.
Liu Si looked back at Deputy Commander Chu Ren at the entrance of the camp, looking at the dense crowd of soldiers, and said expressionlessly: "Your Majesty, Commander, I don't dare to disobey military orders and break into the camp, but since you personally tore off the promotion order ten years ago
Finally, I have always wanted to fight you, but I don’t know if you dare or not."
In a remote and quiet room somewhere in the palace, a voice with a strong Hebei Dao accent sounded: "Old Chen, you are an old man in the bodyguard department. Although you have resigned from your post in the early years, you have been a bodyguard for a day.
You have been a bodyguard all your life, and you are the face of the emperor. How can you get involved in such political disputes? I know that you have a good relationship with Lao Chao, but you should know very well that this matter tonight is the plan of that man himself. Who dares
Go and stop it?"
The carriage slowly stopped in the rain, only ten feet away from the Chunfeng Pavilion.