Absolutely arrogant: The Defying Little Concubine

Chapter 193 [Ah, it's His Royal Highness the Crown Prince! 】(5)

Bang!

The two men were stabbed in the wrists, the blade fell to the ground, and they turned back. Zhang Qian returned to the front of the carriage, looked around with eagle eyes, and shocked the audience with the aura of being one man in charge of the other.

Everyone's pupils shrank slightly, and being caught by Zhang Qian's swift and thunderous attack, they all became cautious, holding the weapons in their hands tightly, and slowly circled around him, looking for opportunities to take advantage of.

puff!
The Hou Fu cavalry general slowly pulled out the sole of his foot from the stone under his foot, and made a muffled sound. He looked at Zhang Qian again and became jealous. There is even a feeling of paralysis from being hit by a galloping horse.

However, the assassins were on the carriage. No matter how strong Zhang Qian was, they couldn't back down.

All the cavalry looked at each other, and once again concealed the attack, the swords and swords shone brightly, the spears were like poisonous dragons, the swords seemed to open the sky, and the swords were fierce, forming a shining attack net, rushing towards Zhang Qian.

The relief on Zhang Qian's face disappeared immediately, facing the ferocious attack, the bloody killing intent in his heart also surged, he shouted, rushed forward with one step, and rushed into the net of swords, guns and swords.

The long knife danced, splitting the void, with an unspeakable overbearing.

The knife is a good knife, two feet and eight inches long, with a wide palm, and weighs 43 jins. It is made of fine steel.

Zhang Qian came from a famous family with superb martial arts skills. After working in the palace, he never gave up on honing his own martial arts skills.

With a movement of his feet, his figure suddenly stepped forward and snatched into the arms of a person. When the person's spear was too late to retract, he struck it flying with one palm. With one blow, his hand kept his body shape, and he moved sideways to allow another person to attack, closing his shoulders together. Hit away, all the energy gathered on the left shoulder, leaning close to the body, knocked the person into the air, the person took the impact, stared at him, flew away in an instant, a mouthful of blood spewed out in mid-air, and fell down on the ground with a thud On the ground, crawling like a dead dog, struggling to get up.

In the arena, swords and knives were coming and going, and the clashes of weapons were endless. People left the battlefield from time to time, and Zhang Qian also had some shallow wounds on his body. The scene was hot and intense.

"Where is the thief, dare to commit murder in front of the Hou's mansion."

Accompanied by a loud shout, a figure jumped out of the Hou's mansion, exhaled in mid-air, and made a sound like thunder.

The visitor stretched out his body in mid-air, like an eagle striking the sky, a weapon pressed towards Zhang Qian, and the sharp wind oppressed him, making Zhang Qian's heart shudder, and he quickly turned back to block with his sword.

Ding!
Zhang Qian's mouth was shaken, and a huge force rushed in. He suddenly became unstable, and he staggered back. When he backed up, he looked intently, and saw an old man in gray robe standing on the spot, holding a broom in his hand.

Old Feng who sweeps the floor!It is he who has come.

Everyone in the Hou Mansion breathed a sigh of relief. They knew how powerful Feng Sweeper was. He was a half-step martial artist, and he was not worth mentioning in Zhang Qian.

Zhang Qian didn't know how to sweep the floor. Old Feng saw that he was dressed as a servant, holding a broom, the broom was shining with oil. He didn't know how many years he had been using it. There is such a strength.

Sweeping old Feng swept his eyes and saw the moaning people in the Hou Mansion, his brows frowned, his face became gloomy, and a trace of cold light shot out from his eyes.

"Who are you, you dare to commit murder in front of the Hou Mansion!"

Old Feng asked in a deep voice, seeing Zhang Qian's extraordinary aura, he was not in a hurry to make a move, but instead tested his family to see if there was any background.

"Old Feng, this man is an associate of the assassin, and the assassin is in the car!" one person shouted.

(End of this chapter)