Chapter 268: From a dead end to a dead end, there are too many things in life that are unforeseen.

Holding the hilt of the knife in his hand, Ning Yi took a breath, calming his heartbeat, which had become a little excited, and maintaining it in the area you can grasp.

There are not many bargaining chips to use for the next thing, and strategy and calculation are already too far away. The asymmetry of the number of people and the force are almost insurmountable obstacles in this moment. The soldiers and generals who stayed downstairs of Li Tianyou also eliminated the possibility of escape from the broken building. If there is something that can support him to calm down at this time, perhaps it is just because of similar situations that he has encountered too many.

Some situations are related to life, while others can only be said to be difficult problems encountered. Those difficulties that seem to be nowhere to be retreated at the beginning and cannot be imagined can be maintained on them after being solved. Perhaps it cannot be called optimistic, and at most it is just an appropriate attitude to deal with it.

No one has ever been the real pride of heaven. From the beginning, he can ride the wind and waves and overcome obstacles to suppress all difficulties in the smallest area. At least for Ning Yi, what the successful people have truly possess is not the force that competes with others or the power that surrounds themselves. The difference may only be that after abandoning external objects, they have a lion or rabbit attitude towards life.

Breathe quietly, calm your heartbeat, soothe your fears, let go of your expectations, make the right choice... Hold the knife in your hand tightly.

The rest is left to fate.

However, if possible, he didn't mind being a rabbit at the beginning. When he waved the knife, he thought so in his mind... He is not a real young man anymore, alas...

"Who will come!"

Ning Yi's mood is pressed for now, at least in the hearts of the onlookers, he has a rather strange mood at this time.

Whether it is Zhu Yanlin, Lou Jingzhi, Liu Xiyang in the crowd, or even Li Tianyou, who know each other but not, they will inevitably have strange emotions in their hearts.

Zhu Yanlin was almost the same as everyone around him. It was the first time he met Ning Yi. Even before, he had heard of his poems. At this time, he was even more surprised when he heard about his identity as a married man. Lou Jingzhi frowned. Before this... he had actually heard of this person, but it was the first time he had seen him. As Liu Xiyang and others who had known Ning Yi before, he probably felt that he could not recognize the scholar in front of him at this time. Although Ning Yi's impression of him had been repeatedly subverted and corrected during the process of Wenlie Academy, it was probably only this time that he was the most subverted.

Many people can actually understand the spirit of scholars, literary talent, and these things. Although they may not be able to do it, since Fang La's army entered the city, they have really not feared war and faced these people head-on. But integrity is integrity. Standing in front of the enemy, hard neck and people chopped people without saying a word, or the spirit of holding their eyes red, is completely different from the scene in front of them.

The scholar named Ning Liheng in front of him showed not only the aura of gritting his teeth and not fearing life and death from the beginning. From the beginning, he seemed to be confronting Li Tianyou and others on an equal footing. At this time, he pulled out his sword, and what he showed was the kind of bravery of a warrior when he faced the enemy. It seemed that in this situation, he was sincere and wanted to counterattack the other party.

Even Wen Renbuer, who was hiding beside him, was a little surprised to see this situation. He had a lot of knowledge about this scholar named Ning Liheng since he received the mission. To be honest, he admired Ning Yi a little at this time, but no matter the battle in Taiping Lane or the gathering of three thousand defeated soldiers to make a big comeback during the later escape, it could not prove that he was a powerful warrior. Even if he was targeted by Li Tianyou and these dozen masters, he would have to fight for his life without any hope. However, in him, he could not see such emotions at this time. Wen Renbuer could not imagine where the next hope was.

The subsequent scene quickly pushed the situation into the abyss.

The reason for the accident came from the sword hand named Liu Jin, but in the end, Ning Yi's attitude was infected by him. When Ning Yi waved the knife, more than a dozen elite Xuanwei camp soldiers around him had already stood up and were about to take action. Liu Jin almost put down the knife because of Ning Yi's words, but just as Li Tianyou suddenly stood up, the young man looked at Ning Yi, his eyes turned red, and his expression became fierce again in an instant. He crossed the sword in his hand, took two steps back, and still blocked Ning Yi's side.

"**You eighteen generations of ancestors...Who dares to come up with you cowards!"

With a bang, Li Tianyou, who had just stood up, slapped the table in front of him with a palm. The table broke to both sides and wood chips flew. Someone among the soldiers on one side shouted: "What did you say!" A large iron gun took off the bound cloth strip and slapped it with the terrifying sound of breaking wind! Even an oil lamp above was rolled up, and the light suddenly lit up!

Liu Jin jumped to the side, and the front end of the big gun landed on the ground. The restaurant floor was originally solid, but after this wave, it almost smashed through the uppermost layer. Ning Yi took a step back. Liu Jin had already waved his long sword and slashed at the person who used the gun. The moment the big gun was smashed down, it was already pulled back under the control of the gunman. The moment the gun was smashed through the surface floor, the long spear made of iron was curved like a bow and arrow. The next moment, the spear head jumped up like a dragon, and the gun body collided with the slashed Baku. The sound of the upstairs was like thunder and fire splashed everywhere. In a blink of an eye, the big gun swung like a dragon, and the Bakuku slashed like a tiger, and it had already roared three times in a row with the flames.

If he did not understand martial arts, the scholar watching over there might be only shocked by the fierce collision in the moment. But on Wen Renbuer's side, he could already see the superiority of both sides. The young man named Liu Jin was strong and powerful, obviously taught by a famous teacher, but he only fought with the other party with his desperate ruthlessness and young force. The gunman just waved the gun with one hand just now. The iron gun was originally heavy and the gun body was long, but he just held the end of the gun with one hand. The big gun was pulled up by him in the opposite direction under inertia, and he used one hand to force. In these few seconds, the muscles on his arms were knotted and almost broke out their sleeves, which showed that his arm strength was so strong that his control over the big gun was already a famous gun master.

After all, Liu Jin was young and suddenly became fierce. He even shouted out words of fucking the 18th generation of ancestors, which forced the face-loving warriors to take action. Even if Li Tianyou was a little afraid of the Badao Camp, he might not be able to get out of the stage at this time.

Wenren thought about it, and there were three collisions over there, and the fire burst out. The gunman waved his iron spear like a steel whip. After three hard hits with Badao, the gun body suddenly turned back into his hand. Liu Jin rushed forward like a tiger, and slashed from top to bottom. The weapons of Badao Camp were heavier than ordinary weapons. Most of the time, they were almost not chopping, but smashing, and bursting with force, but they were extremely fierce. However, the man who had the big gun stood in place, held a block with both hands, and pushed Liu Jin back a step back.

The next moment, Liu Jin fixed his body, lowered his body, and slashed the man's legs. The opponent's big gun was slapped down and hit the ground pillar into the floor. The gun was fruitless again. At this time, Liu Jin's body had been stuck by the force of the counterattack, but the man was calm and ruthless. He pulled the gun with both hands, waved it from above, and smashed it on Liu Jin's back, which was bent.

With his strength and the heavy weight of the gun, once this gun is smashed, it will directly break the opponent's back!

Almost as the man waved his gun, someone drank it on the side: "You are dying, you dare to move!" A huge sound of wind roared, and the oil lamp on the top almost disappeared. At this time, it was Ning Yi, who had just been behind Liu Jin. He grabbed a corner of the tablecloth beside him and swung it towards the direction of the big gun. There was originally a table of dishes on the table next to him. At this time, most of the dishes and soup flew towards everyone on Li Tianyou, and half was wrapped in the tablecloth, increasing the speed and sharpness of the tablecloth.

Huh, with a bang, the tablecloth was slightly wrapped in a big gun, and the path of the big gun was swayed. At the same time, some vegetable soup rushed towards the man who made the gun, and the next side was even more chaotic.

"court death!"

"Damn it!"

"Kill you--"

With this loud shout, it was a scene where everyone used their own means to swing the vegetable juice and soup. They were originally powerful people in the green forest. Although they were soldiers, this was not a battlefield. They were seeking with others and seeking face. If everyone on the other side was still drowned, they would only be laughed at if they were laughed at. For a moment, the tables and chairs next to them were picked up, and some people pulled up the tablecloth to block the soup. Some people swung the cloth around the weapon like a gun, and they swung the cloth to block the juice. It was extremely difficult to make a knife and a sword so that the water could not be poured in, but everyone always had similar skills.

Just as the tablecloth was wrapped around the big gun, Ning Yi suddenly waved his hand into a circle, wrapping the tablecloth tighter with the big gun. On the other end of his vision, the man with the gun raised his left hand to block the face. On the right hand, the big gun turned a few turns and tried to tear the tablecloth apart or swipe it away, but the power of his one-hand only made Ning Yi shake his body a few times. Part of the tablecloth was still unfolding, shaking Ning Yi's figure out from time to time. Ning Yi was there, looking at the man's eyes.

The next moment, the force from the other end of the tablecloth was relaxed. At this time, Liu Jin had already taken the opportunity to roll to the side. The man's iron spear shook and smashed Liu Jin away, but his heart suddenly tightened, because Ning Yi, who had just seemed silent and calm, had already rushed over like a tiger.

The tablecloth was still wrapped around his gun, greatly slowing down his speed of force. However, he was already an old man. At this time, he stopped attacking and suddenly retreated. However, Ning Yi waved the saber in his hand and threw it from his face like a flying knife. The moment he turned his head to avoid it, he directly hugged the gun body. But the man shouted suddenly, and the force of the snatching was so great that the gun body was rushing, struggling like a dragon. The next moment, Ning Yi tightened and pulled the tablecloth at both ends of the tablecloth and tightened. This time, it was as if it was seven inches and tightly wrapped around the dragon's throat.

At this moment, the power he used in his hands was also amazingly great.

"Kill him."

The cold and ice-like sound rang out in the noisy and chaotic environment at this moment.

The voice came from Ning Yi's mouth, and he was also a member of the chaotic scene. It was hard to believe why he had such a quiet and almost cold tone at this time, as if he was not trying his best, or as if he was not talking about something related to himself. But Liu Jin, who was brave by nature, saw this situation, suddenly bullied himself with a knife.

The iron spear swiftly, Ning Yi let go of the tablecloth, countless pieces of cloth and pieces of broken porcelain flying in the sky, but his figure had already approached the man who was using the gun. On the side, Liu Jin waved his knife and slashed the man who was using the gun only took a step back with his right foot and was still trying to stop it. However, Ning Yi's right hand had already slapped directly at his face. He was just walking forward quickly and slapped it with one palm, but the sound of breaking wind on his palm was enough to show that if this palm was slapped on his head, it would probably be flattened by the person's face.

At the same time, several figures and sword lights on the side had already come closer.

The indescribable moment of chaos exploded in the eyes of everyone. Not many onlookers could see clearly what happened at this time. The loud noise, the sound of sword lights colliding, the sound of loud shouts, the flames mixed with the interlaced figures. When everyone looked at each other again, Ning Yi's body had already flew out to the back. As the blood was shot, wood chips were flying in the air. A table that was beaten to explode flew out to the side and hit several times.

Zhang bench, the man who used a gun had withdrawn more than 1 meter away. Liu Jin's sword was smashed out, but he still approached the man who used a gun. At this time, he maintained a standing posture. A sword was stabbed in the right arm. The hilt of the sword was held in the hand of the tall and thin man next to him, but a blade was embedded in the left arm. One person in front of him smashed an iron stick on his shoulder, bloody and bloody. Three or four people surrounded him.

At this moment, blood was overflowing from his mouth, and his eyes were still staring at the big man who used guns, and he actually smiled: "You have... cough... dead."

Others may not know what happened just now, and even the several people involved may not see clearly what happened. Perhaps only bystanders like Wen Renbu Er, who are possessed by martial arts, saw the truth at that moment.

The elites of Xuanwei Camp were not mediocre players. The moment Ning Yi waved the tablecloth, half of them had already reacted. When Ning Yi bullied himself, several people around him rushed over without being affected by the soup.

When Ning Yi waved his hand and smashed it hard, his palm suddenly clenched into a fist in the air. The punch came from top to bottom. It seemed that the power of the future was enough to smash the person's face directly. But everyone around had already reacted. One of the man behind the man had already caught the sword that Ning Yi threw over with a wooden table and smashed it towards him. Someone else dragged the man with a gun and quickly pulled him back. All kinds of weapons were forced to come over next to him. This was to save people, so everyone didn't care too much.

The big man who made the gun was also a master in Wen Renbuer's opinion, but if he could force him to this level, he could only say that he was afraid of being stunned and being afraid of being desperate. On the other hand, Ning Yi's suspicion of the enemy was a little bit inferior, and Ning Yi's fist did not diminish slightly. The wooden table that flew over was blown out in the air. However, it was also because the wooden table was blocked by the attack from the front. He was hit by a punch and kicked the hostage and flew backwards.

Liu Jin had no such good luck. He rushed forward, probably because he would rather die together than take the other party's life. He was attacked several times in a row, and finally the big sword in his hand was knocked away. Although everyone was still a little afraid of the consequences of killing him, and with a large number of people, he did not really do his best to take the key points, but after hitting these few times, it seemed that the situation was already in a bad state.

"Ahem, you're dead... there aren't so many people, you're dead..."

Liu Jin spit out a mouthful of blood and said with a smile. Everyone was shocked by his tragic tragedy at this time. Zhu Yanlin, Liu Xiyang and other literati who participated in the party were even more stunned. Several women avoided their faces and dared not look. Some of them looked at them, their eyes turned red and they were about to cry.

Even Li Tianyou was a little stunned. The scene almost stopped for a moment, and Li Tianyou didn't say anything. After all, the people around him didn't know if they could kill Liu Jin. Just as during such waiting time, a rustling sounded suddenly on the slightly dim side.

The figure swung away a broken wooden board piled on his body, slowly sat up from there, shook his head, held the ground, stood up straight in everyone's vision, slapped the dust on his body.

That's Ning Yi.

Although he had not suffered too fatal injuries just now, there were several broken parts on his scholar's uniform, and there was also a small knife wound. The right arm of his right hand that smashed the table was scratched by wood chips, his sleeves were torn, and his hands were soaked in blood. It seemed quite serious, his head was probably broken and bleeding. But he seemed to have never seen these bleeding injuries at all, just slapped the dust on his clothes a few times, stood up straight, and looked at the center of the field.

Then, he walked to one side.

The table that flew over was blown up by him, but the saber he threw out was still nailed to it. He walked there and pulled it out.

"And there is me."

He said this. But after he finished speaking, Liu Jin on the other side moved a few times, stepped back, and took off his body from the clamp of the sword next to him.

"What, what is it... Mr. Ning..." He said, staggering back. Everyone was not easy to stop him for a moment, and his knife did not fall too far. After walking a few steps, he walked to the bark, reached for it, fell to the ground, and then tried hard to hold it up.

"I, I'm not dead yet, we... have two more people... haha, these gangs... bully the few with the more... haha..."

He gasped and said so.

Not far away, Wen Renbuer looked at all this and felt a little sad and desolate. He was thinking about countermeasures in his heart. If anyone in this restaurant could be used as a bargaining chip for Ning Liheng at this time, perhaps he could only be himself. But under this situation, even if he sacrificed his life, it was impossible to imagine, not to mention that there were more subsequent troubles.

But no matter what, today it became like this, and the beams of Xuanweiying and Badaozhuang were really formed, and they could not be solved.

When he thought of this, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind. Before he could think about it, he heard Li Tianyou's calm voice and said something.

"...It's a man, okay, I'll give you a chance to die with peace of mind. Don't say that I'm Xuanwei Camp... There are more people and bullies you with fewer people!"

In the slightly dim light, Ning Yi closed his eyes slightly and opened them again.
Chapter completed!