Invincible son

The killing game took shape instantly.

The two porters threw the big stones in the baskets towards Pei Yue, and rushed forward with the long sticks carrying the load, forming a line with the luxuriously dressed young man. It was not far behind Pei Yue's mount.

At the same time, the monk in his 30s held a Zen staff in his right hand and stopped Pei Yue expressionlessly.

When the flying stone struck, Xu Churong let out a soft cry, not because of fear or awe, but because Pei Yue suddenly stretched out his hand to wrap around her slender waist, stepped on the horse's back with his right foot, and led her towards the shops on the north side of the street. fly away.

Shen Jun was quite spiritual, and at the moment Pei Yue jumped up, he strode his hooves in the opposite direction, narrowly dodging those stones that weighed a hundred catties.

It's just that for Pei Yue, the danger has not been lifted, but has just arrived.

The monk, the son, and the two porters followed Pei Yue to the street like a gangrene, and surrounded him and Xu Churong in front of the closed shop gate.These people didn't talk nonsense, and although their expressions were different, they all used their ultimate moves immediately after their feet landed, trying to kill Pei Yue in the shortest possible time.

The expressions of Peiyue's soldiers and Xu's guards in the distance changed drastically. More than a dozen people headed by Feng Yi and Yuan Yan even jumped up from their horses without even thinking about it, and stepped directly on the heads and shoulders of the people who were fleeing beside them. All rush to rescue.

Suddenly there was thunder on the ground.

Dianxiong, who was originally standing on the side of the street, let out a roar, and brandished a big knife with both hands to block Feng Yi and others.

He was as tall and strong as an iron tower, and the broad-bladed Yanyue Saber was about nine feet long, and when he swung it with all his strength, it occupied more than half the width of the street.Although Feng Yi and Yuan Yan were eager to be the savior, they suddenly found it difficult for them to make any progress in front of Dian Xiong who looked like a mad tiger.Especially in the eyes of Yuan Yan, who was well-known among the grasslands of the Southern Zhou Dynasty, this killer's martial arts cultivation was not weaker than his own!
If Dianxiong was the only one, no matter how advanced he was, he might not be able to stop these lifeless guards for too long.

At the same time he blocked the center line and divided Taiping Street into two, the old man led the rest of the masters into the crowd.

There were only 30 killers at all counts, and they were clearly at a disadvantage in terms of numbers. After all, Pei Yue's personal soldiers and Xu Churong's guards combined had more than sixty people.However, compared to the well-trained soldiers under Fang Yunhu's command, they are the top assassins who are really good at killing people.

These people came from various places in Daliang. Among them, the old man named Tian Dewang, Dianxiong, and Jiang Wanli had infiltrated the Xiangyun's guard team early on. This time, they took the opportunity of escorting food southward to the southern border of Daliang, and then quietly entered the Southern Zhou Dynasty. territory.

Feng Yi looked at Dianxiong, who was holding the gate with a big sword, and his eyes were about to burst into flames. He had spent some time in Xiangyun in his early years, so of course he knew this burly and majestic man.

"traitor!"

Feng Yi cursed loudly and slashed at him with a knife.

A flash of guilt flashed in Dianxiong's eyes, but the movements in his hands did not stop at all, and the Yanyue knife suddenly swept across, forcing Feng Yi and others who were almost crazy to retreat again.

Although Tian Dewang looked very old, his martial arts cultivation was more difficult to deal with than Dianxiong's. His moves were simple and simple, with murderous intention hidden in his calmness, stabbing two guards of the Xu family in an instant. …

Even though these killers are weak in number, they are all masters who have been famous for many years among the reckless people in Daliang. Taking advantage of the chaotic situation on Taiping Street at the moment, they unexpectedly entangled Pei Yue's personal soldiers and Xu's guards.

The fighting here was extremely brutal, neither side had any reservations, it could be said that the murderous aura was overflowing with strange moves, and life and death had long been ignored.

Lan Zhiqiu's goal has been achieved, as long as the guards can be held back, all that remains is to kill Pei Yue.

At this time, the long sticks of the two porters hit Pei Yue's head from different angles on both sides. The monk held the tail end of the Zen stick with both hands, and slammed towards Pei Yue's lower abdomen in an extremely sinister manner. As he approached, his hands stretched towards Pei Yue's face like eagle claws.

The situation was so dangerous that even Xu Churong realized that the end might be approaching. At this moment, she couldn't help but feel a little regretful. If she hadn't pestered Pei Yue, maybe he still had a glimmer of life. After all, she was a burden by his side.The passage of time suddenly slowed down, like fragments of the past flashing through the eyes of a dying person. She seemed to see the pictures related to Pei Yue in the past flashing in her mind one by one.

pity……

Her eyes became extremely complicated.

However, what she didn't expect was that Pei Yue didn't push her out to block those ultimate moves when he was in a desperate situation, but instead hugged her tightly, and their bodies leaned against each other without hindrance.

Xu Churong only felt a huge force leading her to fall backwards, Pei Yue's expression was still calm at this time, even in the eyes of that young master, there was a bit of sarcasm.

The closed door of the shop was forcibly knocked open by Pei Yue, and the two bodies fell on their backs at the same time, the porter's long stick, the monk's Zen staff and the young master's eagle claws fell into the air at the same time.

Brother Young Master frowned and rushed in, not giving Pei Yue any chance to breathe.

Xu Churong thought he would fall to the ground, and even closed his eyes to get ready, but the inner strength in Pei Yue's body gushed out, poured into his waist and abdomen, and when he was about to fall, he kicked his feet on the threshold On the ground, the two slid across the ground like swimming fish, and then stood steadily in front of the counter.

This is just an ordinary silk and satin shop, the space in front of the hall is not big, the porters and monks all use long weapons, obviously they cannot be deployed at the same time.For them, this is not a problem, because the four of them are extremely familiar with each other and cooperate very tacitly, so they were selected by Lan Zhiqiu as the main force to kill Pei Yue.

The two porters immediately put down their long sticks, took out the daggers hidden in their sleeves, and cooperated with the young master to attack together, while the monks were on the sidelines, waiting for a chance to kill with one blow.

The moment Pei Yue stood still, he pulled Xu Churong behind him, so that he could free up his hands to deal with these killers, otherwise he would be dragged down to death by Xu Churong sooner or later.

The girl hid obediently behind Pei Yue, not seeing the fierce-looking killers, and her heartbeat stabilized a little.Looking at Pei Yue's tall and broad back, she couldn't help but feel a sense of security. At the same time, she also knew that Pei Yue couldn't let go because of herself, so she couldn't help feeling a little guilty.

Brother Young Master looked at Pei Yue who looked calm, and with a smirk, he stretched out his hands again and grabbed Pei Yue's throat and heart.

To him, killing people has always required only these white hands, and the precious sword inlaid with gold and jade is just a decoration.

The daggers of the two porters stabbed from two directions, the angles were extremely sinister and vicious.

The monk was expressionless and looked at Pei Yue indifferently.