Compared to Xu Buling and Ning Qingye's killing chickens, Hu Yanjie and Zhongli Chuchu are obviously much more unlucky.

Wu You and Xue Yi are long-known masters in the world. This time, the Li family has very high demands. Chen Siye took great effort to ask Yingchunlou's boss to help contact him, and then he found two brothers, who were much more experienced than the three Jianghu guests.

Hu Yanjie and Zhongli Chuchu have a bit of reputation in the Nitang River and Lake in Nanyue, but they are younger generations after all, and their experience and martial arts are not as good as Wu You and Xue Yi. Zhongli Chuchu is called "Blue-eyed Scorpion". She is only good at assassinating and using poison, and she is even more powerless when fighting head-on.

At this time, Xue Yi's two iron spears had already "clicked" and formed a two-meter-long spear. He swept across the hall and directly smashed the Grand Master chair that Zhongli Chuchu sat down.

Wu You's body rose into the air, and the long sword in his hand was like a black snake, silently stabbing Hu Yanjie's throat.

Hu Yanjie's hand first, and the scimitar slashed towards Wu You's neck. The sword edge had already reached his sight halfway through the journey. He was so scared that he stood up and turned his head and dodged.

Xue Yi's iron spear, which could not be matched by the short dagger in Zhongli Chuchu's hand, could only move and dodge. The gap between the broken slashes of several Grand Master's chairs, saw that Hu Yanjie was unable to resist, so he threw out a few poison needles in his hand and stabbed Wu You in the back of his neck to try to help.

sough--

The slight sound of wind breaking was inaudible in the lobby where the metal and iron interception kept coming. Xue Yi shouted: "Be careful!"

Wu You's ears moved slightly, and the sword in his right hand wiped a bloody mouth on Hu Yanjie's shoulder. He swung his sleeves with his left hand and actually rolled the flying poison needle into it. Then he sprinkled the three poison needles back the same way and shot at Zhongli Chuchu at an astonishing speed.

Zhongli Chuchu didn't expect that his opponent was so powerful that Xue Yi's iron spear had already stabbed over. It was obviously impossible to dodge both of them. His poison needle had an antidote, so he could only use a dagger to force the iron spear to stab him with a dagger.

"ah--"

Xue Yi's eyes showed fierce light. Facing a young man like Zhongli Chuchu, he didn't have to kill him with all his strength. The dagger could not block the iron spear in his hand. He roared and pulled the dagger away and stabbed the spear head towards Zhongli Chuchu's chest.

Zhongli Chuchu couldn't dodge, Hu Yanjie couldn't protect himself, and he was about to die, and he couldn't help but feel a little despair in his eyes.

At this moment, a Park knife flew over with a horrific sound of breaking the wind, slashing Xue Yi who was stabbing with a gun.

The blade spirals like a fan blade of a windmill, with great force. If it hits the point, it will inevitably be different from the body and head.

Xue Yi felt cold in his heart, and without turning his head, he raised his gun to block the side.

clang--

The harsh ears were numb and crunchy, and the sound of the ears appeared in the lobby.

Xue Yi had already raised his gun to block it, and the force came from his hand. He was hit and staggered to the side for two steps, and his face suddenly turned pale.

Crack-

The sound of the poisonous needle entering the flesh came out, and three poisonous needles shot from behind Xue Yi to Zhongli Chuchu. Because Xue Yi was smashed and moved, it happened to pierce Xue Yi's back and shoulders.

"Second!"

Wu You's face changed drastically. After kicking Hu Yanjie away, he hurriedly put away his sword and turned around and rushed towards Xue Yi.

Zhongli Chuchu took the opportunity to retreat near the wall. Seeing this, she was happy and said in a sweet voice: "Kill him first!" Then, the poisonous needle and flying knife threw it on the two of them.

Xu Buling and Ning Qingye joined forces to kill two swordsmen, turned around and rushed towards Wu You and Xue Yi.

Xue Yi was hit by a needle on his shoulder, his muscles were stiff and he quickly lost consciousness. He swung his gun and blocked the poisonous needles of the flying knife, running towards the window with all his strength. Wu You dared not fight, and grabbed Xue Yi's arm and wanted to escape with his brother.

It’s a pity that Renyi Hall did not prevent the partition walls from being blocked, and the windows were all sealed, and there was only one door for people to enter and exit. Two-on-four and a wounded person who was blocked from his actions, it was not easy to walk to the front of the door...

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On the Lantern Festival night, in the streets and alleys near Renyi Hall, disciples of the martial arts school holding weapons were patrolling back and forth.

Mr. Chen stood in the alley with his hands folded his sleeves, looking up at the full moon in the sky.

Yang Ping took a purple clay pot and took a sip of tea, looked back at Renyitang, a little curious:

"Wu You, Xue Yi, Ning Qingye, and the three brothers of the Hu family, looking for so many masters, won't you really want to kill the emperor, right?"

Mr. Chen sighed: "If you do this in my business, ask what you should ask, don't ask what you shouldn't ask, say what you should say, don't say what you shouldn't say. If you really kill the current emperor, I can only be considered unlucky. With these guys, you can't even get in the palace gate."

Yang Ping couldn't refuse. Looking at the disciples patrolling back and forth, he was about to talk about Shi Wukui's affairs, his ears suddenly moved.

Rush rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rust rus

The inaudible footsteps sounded from a distance, and were everywhere.

Yang Ping's face changed, and several disciples with good hearing also noticed it and raised the weapons in their hands.

Mr. Chen frowned and raised his hand:

"Don't be impatient!"

Yang Ping carefully observed the surroundings, raised his hand and asked the disciple to put down his weapons, and then a thick voice rang out from behind:

"You are polite, Mr. Chen."

Yang Ping and Chen Siye turned around and suddenly found that there were twelve wolf guards standing on the wall behind them, all of which were bronze medals, one of which was Zhang Tingbao, the leader of Tianwei Camp.

The twelve men remained motionless, wearing wolve guards' black clothes and hanging goose feathered swords, as if the twelve impermanence suddenly appeared.

Seeing the four teams of Tianzi Camp Wolf Guards suddenly visiting, the surrounding martial arts disciples quickly put down their weapons.

Yang Ping also put away his vigilant expression, turned into panic, and quickly bowed his hand and fisted:

"See Zhang Shuai."

Mr. Chen's face was slightly dark and hesitant.

Step on the pedal-

The sound of footsteps came from the entrance of the alley. Mr. Chen thought that the chief officer of the Investigation Department had also come, and his face became more and more cautious.

When I turned my head, I saw a little girl running over panting, holding a bamboo basket in her hand, containing colorful lanterns. She took a few steps and then took a breath.

The disciples of the martial arts school were inexplicably surprised and thought it was a lantern vendor on the street who rushed around and raised their hands to drive them away.

However, the little girl took out a yellow sign from her arms and shook her as she walked:

"I...I am also a wolf guard..."

“…”

The disciples of the martial arts school were confused, and the tense atmosphere in the alley suddenly became strange.

The leader of Tianwei Camp, Zhang Tingbao, frowned, and the momentum he had finally made was gone. He jumped off the wall, pressed the Yanling Knife and walked to Mr. Chen Si, and looked at the building behind:

“In doing business?”

Mr. Chen's smile was a little stiff. He looked at the thirteen Tianzi Camp wolf guards standing in the alley and bowed:

"Zhang Shuai, you know the rules, don't make things difficult for the small ones."

Zhang Tingbao pressed the Yanling Knife with his hand and glanced at them a few times:

"Chang'an City is under the feet of the emperor. Only the court can tell the rules. Don't put them on me."

Mr. Chen frowned slightly and did not give way: "Hutai Street was assigned to the military industry by the court, and was under the jurisdiction of the twelve museum directors. He has always been at peace with himself..."

Zhang Tingbao spat on the ground, his eyes gradually getting colder: "I am also a martial artsman, why don't we see the real tricks?"
Chapter completed!