Datang: Salted fish at the beginning, Gao Yang was given marriage by Li Er

Chapter 226 Rescue
The sun shines through the clouds, and the golden glow shines on Suzaku Avenue.

The surrounding people whispered rustlingly, and from time to time, a sharp-edged strong man roared towards the stage, and the figure who stepped forward was grabbed by the crying woman in a moment, shouting, "Home can't be helpless!" In the words of the Lord "can't die", he stopped resentfully.

In the tea shop house, there were also children from rich families yelling at "cowards" and "increasing prices" in their ears, but the warriors in front of him frowned and bowed their heads in silence.

There are also some warriors with broad swords on their backs, carrying their dying accomplices who were taken off the stage, listening to the weak and vague words sadly, and leaning their ears close to the crimson figure with cracked flesh, only then did they clearly hear the words "don't take revenge" Go away' and the like.

The entire high platform was full of noise, people's persuasion, scolding, and roaring sounded together, which made people feel extremely depressed after hearing it.

"come!"

Amidst the manic shouts, the Tubo guards on the stage smiled excitedly.

"Is it possible that there is no one in Datang who dares to stand up?"

"Are you so used to eating white flour and rice that you've become cowards who only eat soft food? Hahaha."

Harsh words swept the audience like a tide, and the people who had just faced the repressed and angry people suddenly became irritable at this moment.

"Tubo savages, don't be so rampant, don't think that winning two rounds is just a fucking show off, we Tang Dynasty's tens of millions of people are not so easy to bully!"

"That's right! Don't just catch two of you and pretend that you are invincible in the world, it's just you, you're still young!"

"If I offer a hundred gold, if I can get this Tubo barbarian skinned and cramped, I will cash it out on the spot. Who would dare?"

"Oh~ my son, this is a job of licking blood with the tip of a knife. If you don't have two lives, who dares to take the stage so easily?"

Shouting and cursing sounded together, and the Tubo guards on the stage became even more arrogant. They stepped on the side stakes with their animal leather boots, leaned over to press their raised knees, and stretched their calloused hands across the audience one by one. , grinning wide, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth.

"Haha, you guys are making a lot of noise, and those who have the guts will come up and do a few tricks. Either you die, or I live."

"Isn't it possible that the Great Tang Dynasty didn't have a hard bone? It's a joke!"

"By the way, where's the kid surnamed Cheng? Why isn't there anyone? Did he roll back into the den with his tail between his legs?"

After finishing speaking, his eyes were squeezed into slits, and he looked around at the brave figure on the street just now.

"Bah! Mr. Cheng's family background is martial arts, you are the deputy general of the Western Expedition, and you, a barbarian, can name it?"

"That's right! Our Master Cheng of the Tang Dynasty has extraordinary martial arts skills, a young man, a master of [-], are you worthy of provocation?"

"Take a piss and take a picture! Let your evil giant come out, so that he is worthy of fighting with Mr. Cheng."

"That's right! You are not worthy of carrying our Mr. Cheng's shoes. It is not Mr. Cheng's turn to take care of such trivial matters."

There was a lot of noise and people's voices.

The figure leaning on the window lattice held the window frame secretly, looking at the figure laughing arrogantly on the stage, anger rose in his heart.

This is a young age, with ridicule and ridicule, Cheng Chumo is a little restless.

Bang!
A fist hammered on the window sill, and the window sill was thinly covered with paper, and there was a rushing sound in the slight trembling.

"Too much deceit! These savages really should be taught a lesson!"

"I'll go to the meeting!"

brush.

A hand stretched out from the side, and quickly grabbed the figure who was about to leave first.

Qin Huaidao's face was deep, and his words were full of sincerity and intolerance.

"Brother Cheng, don't be impulsive! This Tubo barbarian is trying to stir up people to come to power."

"As usual, I will definitely not stop this matter, but as an important minister of the court, if you take the stage in the folk competition, it will be a violation of the rules."

Li Xian leaned against the window lattice, looked at the loud and clamoring figures on the stage, and said calmly.

"Wait a little longer, you are an official, it doesn't matter whether you win or lose in the game."

"If there is no one to save the scene, brother Cheng must be careful..."

drive~
A strong and vigorous shout sounded on the street, and the angry shout rushed over like a torrent.

"Tibetan thief! Blood debt paid in blood!"

The sound came in the blink of an eye, and the sturdy Dawan Ma, a figure in black clothes pressed down on a bamboo hat, galloped towards him, and behind him was a black cloak, which fluttered in the wind, giving off a faint atmosphere of the world.

The crowd quickly separated to the two sides, the horses neighed, and they came straight to the stage. The figure on the horse's back pressed the horse's back and fell to the wooden stakes on the stage.

Under the sun, the man in black raised his hand to take off his bamboo hat, and threw it into the crowd of onlookers. On his sharp face, his eyes were calm, and his fierce and evil spirit dispersed silently.

"It's Yang Xia, the personal guard of General Li Ji's residence!"

The sharp-eyed people immediately recognized this handsome and chivalrous figure, and there was a touch of surprise in his words.

"Yo~ Yang Xia is here too! Great, great!"

"Yang Xia won glory for our Tang Dynasty! Now this competition will be interesting."

"We must win, we must win, Yang Xia, the number one swordsman in the south of the Yangtze River, must win!"

The voice of excitement changed from the previous downturn and filled the entire open ground.

The Tubo guard on the opposite side looked at the figure standing quietly on the wooden post, his eyes turned cold, and he drew out the machete at his waist.

"Pretending to be a ghost! Look at the knife!"

The body moved with the words, and the figure shot out, and the wooden boards of the ring creaked with vigorous steps, and rushed away like a fierce chariot.

With his eyes slightly open, quiet words spit out from the corner of his mouth.

"Boy, it's time to get out!"

With the thumb of his left hand, the Tang saber popped out, and a cold light flashed under the radiance, and the figure rushing from the opposite side subconsciously raised his hand to cover his eyes.

In this short moment, Yang Xia, who was standing on the stake, had already fallen down, and the sword pointed directly at the face of the Tubo guard.

Clang~
boom!
Two different voices intertwined and exploded in the air, firmly holding the scimitar.

There was a distorted groan from the wooden board under his feet, Yang Xia tilted his body suddenly, knocking the blade of the sword and slashed down angrily against the blade, bringing out a spark of sparks.

Seeing the handle of the knife being pulled, cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the Tubo guards. Unexpectedly, this unremarkable young man was actually extremely powerful.

The sturdy body leaned back flexibly, and the sword edge that was drawn whizzed away against the tip of the nose.

Having barely escaped the critical blow, before the Tubo guards were secretly grateful, their waist sank, and a strong force forced them in.

next moment.

The Tubo envoys flew out of the high platform uncontrollably.

boom.

His shoulder slammed into the wooden stake along the platform, and with the sound of creaking and breaking, sawdust and horizontal beams flew, and the Tubo guard hung half of his body outside the high platform.

The scimitar had already been thrown aside, and the embarrassed figure opened its bloody yellow teeth, groaning in pain, and the dark red blood stains pulled out of the waterline and dripped onto the incomplete board.

After struggling twice, he climbed up to the high platform without any energy.

In the bright red line of sight, black soap boots stepped within one step.

brush.

The cold wind rushed, and the neck felt cold.

Subconsciously, the Tubo envoy frowned, his whole body trembled uncontrollably, and he closed his eyes in horror.

(End of this chapter)