Cold rain comes to the city, cold wind is like a knife.

As night clouds the sky of Chang'an City, the lights of thousands of houses lit up in the streets and hundreds of squares until they spread to the end of their vision.

Chongrenfang, Investigation Department.

When the evening drum sounded, the wolf guards returned to the yamen one after another. When they saw the three chief officials walking out with them, they all raised their hands to salute.

Zhang Xiang walked in front with a geese hanging on his waist and entered the rain with an oil-paper umbrella, still arranging the things in the Sizhong:

"Yunlin, the envoys of Northern Qi from the moon arrived in Chang'an. According to the news reported by the young people, a disciple of the Northern Qi National Master accompanied him. I think he had heard that the emperor had chosen the ten martial masters. You go and contact Situ Huyu and Tang Jiu, so as not to be provoked by anyone at the time, which would damage the emperor's face..."

"Don't worry, Zhang Touer, the Zuo surnamed Zuo is only twenty years old. No matter how powerful the master is, he is not much better. Chang'an City has no worries that no one will deal with it..."

The two chief officials were walking forward, and the leader of Tianwei Camp Zhang Tingbao and another leader followed him and helped hold an umbrella.

Zhang Tingbao was originally a beggar in the market, but later he was attracted by Zhang Xiang's career and brought back to be an apprentice, which was also considered his godson.

Hearing the conversation between the two bosses, Zhang Tingbao pressed the Yanling sword and showed some intentions and said:

"Dad, if I don't want to go and meet the barbarians of Northern Qi?"

Zhang Xiang shook his head: "Martial arts must learn to hide the edge. Such a thing that is so popular is not suitable for us."

Zhang Tingbao was a little disappointed when he heard this, but he was also expected.

As a small yamen under the Inner Guard Mansion, the Investigation Department is strictly just the emperor's imperial guard. However, the direct superior of the Investigation Department is the son of the day, with spies and secret stakes everywhere in Dayue. Any news can be bypassed by the Three Dukes and Nine Ministers and went straight to Tianting. It is the falcon in the hands of the emperor.

If you have a low position and a heavy weight, you will naturally have to be low-key. If you are so popular, you will naturally not let him go.

During the negotiations, the four of them walked to a nearby house in Chongrenfang. The house was the residence of Langwei, where Zhang Xiang and Liu Yunlin also lived.

Because the spring rain is coming again at night, the alley is a little dim, and the raindrops slide from the edge of the umbrella bones onto the bluestone floor tiles, making a crisp sound of "dao".

Zhang Tingbao lived nearby and was about to say goodbye first. Zhang Xiang, who was walking in front, raised his hand to stop his steps, moved his ears slightly, and looked at the corner of the alley ahead.

Zhang Xiang was originally a secret guard and was already famous for his iron eagle and deer hunting. He was definitely the highest martial arts among the four.

Deputy Envoy Liu Yunlin was selected from the army and was a distant relative of the Grand Marshal Liu Pingyang of the dynasty. His martial arts skills were slightly worse, but he was definitely not a mediocre person. He almost stopped at the same time and placed his hand on the hilt of the Yanling Knife.

Zhang Tingbao and the other leader did not notice anything unusual, but they had guessed a little from their reactions, their faces slightly darkened, and they stood there.

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

In the night, only the sound of rain remained in the blink of an eye.

The four core figures of the Investigation and Investigation Department, wearing black clothes, pressed their waists and didn't move at all, as if there was a sudden loss of living things in the alley.

Zhang Xiang looked at the corner of the alley in the distance, gently rubbed his fingers with his left hand behind him, and said:

"He Fangxiao Xiao, come out to speak."

Zhang Tingbao was raised by Zhang Xiang and knew very well about the movements of his adoptive father's hands. Only when he met a difficult person would he rub his fingers. Of course, he did not feel itchy, but felt that his hands were itchy.

Thinking of this, Zhang Tingbao showed a little caution on his face.

The most powerful person in the Investigation Department is definitely not Zhang Xiang. There are three people who are on par with Zhang Xiang alone. One has the intelligence network and no one knows who it is. The other is traveling outside and shocking the world. This is not the case with Eunuch Jia and others in the secret guards behind it.

But Zhang Xiang can be the external storefront of the Investigation Department, and his skills are self-evident. The "Gaggard Sword" is famous all over the world. What makes Zhang Xiang feel difficult is at least a famous person in the world.

Words rang out in the dark alley, and the corner of the alley ahead was silent.

The four of them waited quietly for a long time, and the sound of inaudible footsteps rang out. They stepped on the accumulated water on the bluestone tiles and revealed a figure.

He was wearing a straw raincoat and a straw hat, holding an ordinary iron sword in his hand, and his unpredictable reflective blade was painted black, and his face was covered with a facial scarf.

The rain slid down from the black sword edge, and the blade did not fluctuate at all while walking. This "stable" power alone is not something that ordinary tourists in the martial arts world can do.

Seeing this outfit, Zhang Tingbao immediately knew that he was another person who came to seek revenge.

Ten years ago, the iron eagle and liu deer died in the Investigation Department, and the heads of the Jianghu people who died in the Investigation Department were piled up in mountains. Although the Jianghu people were vindicated, they definitely did not dare to seek revenge on the emperor. The other secret guards were secretly unaware of their identities, so the only enemy who could be found was Zhang Xiang.

Speaking of which, the chief of the investigation department is a position to take the blame. There are thousands of blood hatreds. No matter how fast Zhang Xiang's knife is, he will never really slaughter. Ten thousand pigs are placed there for him to kill, and even if he can cut the knife and roll the mouth.

But as the emperor's confidant, he naturally cannot explain anything to the people in the world, nor does he have to explain anything.

Zhang Xiang looked up and down and said in a deep voice: "Who is the young man? I'll sign up to avoid trouble of identifying my identity later."

The swordsman in the straw raincoat stood in the alley without moving, looking up slightly, without saying a word.

Da-da-da-

The raindrops slid down from the umbrella bones and blades and shattered on the stone bricks.

Five people stood in the alley, but there was no sound of breathing.

The depressing atmosphere spread, and Zhang Tingbao held the handle of the umbrella tightly. After a long time, he couldn't help it and took a deep breath.

Sa--

It was at this moment that the swordsman of the straw raincoat flipped the blade with his wrist, causing the raindrops that had fallen from above to shoot out.

Sausa--

The sword edge followed closely behind, and silently crossed more than a meter away. The sword blade was like a dragon exploring the sea, stabbing Zhang Xiang's throat.

Snap-

Four goose feathered swords were unsheathed at the same time, and the scattered cold light appeared in the dark alley.

The stone bricks under Zhang Xiang's feet instantly cracked and then flew forward.

Only four goose feathered swords were like hundreds of swords coming out in the narrow alley, with the blades as sharp as waves, pressing unstoppable towards the swordsman of the straw raincoat.

"ah--"

Ding Ding Ding--

In the blink of an eye, dozens of Mars burst out in the air.

The swordsman in the straw raincoat was like a dragon and a phoenix, fighting against four, with one sword intertwined and almost splashing water, and more than a dozen sword marks appeared on both sides of the walls and the ground instantly.

"Tang Family Sword!"

Zhang Xiang used three swords in a row, but was almost penetrated by a sword. He recognized that the move used by the swordsman was the unique skill of the Tang family in Youzhou.

The swordsman in the straw raincoat didn't say a word, and took off the goose-feathered sword in Zhang Tingbao's hand with just two swords. If Zhang Xiang hadn't rescued him in time, Zhang Tingbao would have been sealed with a sword.

Liu Yunlin frowned, as if he was surrounding him, but he calmly slowed down Zhang Xiang.

The only target of the swordsman in the straw raincoat seemed to be Zhang Xiang, and he ignored the other three people. The sword went in and out of the rain and stabbed Zhang Xiang in various places, and actually gained a little advantage.

There is no chance for a master to exchange hundreds of moves and yell two more times. One or two moves are enough to divide life and death.

But in the blink of an eye, a bloody mouth appeared on the chest of a leader who followed him.

Zhang Xiang's sword blade was split into the sword in time, and he tried to pull away the leader of the wolf guard, but he also revealed a flaw.

The swordsman of the straw raincoat narrowed his eyes slightly, seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and stabbed Zhang Xiang in his heart sharply.

"father!"

Zhang Tingbao, who had just stepped out, had a sudden change in his face when he saw this. He rushed forward and wanted to block the sword. Unfortunately, he could not run faster than the sword.

The swordsman in the straw raincoat hit Zhang Xiang's heart.

bite-

The tip of the sword pierced into the robe, but it made a crisp sound of gold and iron fighting.

The iron sword tip in the hand of the guest of the windbreaker pierced into the collar of his clothes and it was difficult to store it. It was broken into a curve by the force, and then it collapsed into two sections.

Zhang Xiang's eyes were cold. He had been assassinated openly and secretly for many years and blocked the sword by the emperor. How could he be unprepared? He could have had a flaw for a subordinate. He underestimated him too much.

Bang-

At the same time when the iron sword broke, Zhang Xiang slapped out with his backhand, and made a loud noise with his sleeves.

When the swordsman broke the swordsman, he thought it was not good, so he forced himself to retreat and dodge, but was still slapped on the shoulder by a single shot.

Bang—

The brown leaves on the straw raincoat suddenly bulged like a hedgehog, and then they were photographed flying out.

The other three were not idle either. Liu Yunlin had just approached and seemed to have a knife. Three black poisonous needles were silently thrown out of his sleeves and directly stabbed the swordsman in the straw raincoat who blocked the knife with a broken sword.

The swordsman in the straw raincoat was shaken by a palm and fell on the bluestone tiles and slid a few steps. He bounced up like flowing water. Without hesitation, he threw the broken sword at Zhang Xiang who was chasing him, turned around and jumped onto the wall and disappeared.

"Chase!"

Zhang Xiang split the broken sword, and the four of them jumped onto the wall at the same time, chasing the rising and falling figures in front of them.

Liu Yunlin's eyes were cold, and he snorted against the back of the guest of the straw raincoat: "This poisonous needle blocks the blood and blood, and Xue Yi can't stand it even if he practices horizontally. This thief can't run far."

Although the fight was just a blink of an eye, Zhang Tingbao was already sweating all over, his face turned pale, and he said:

"Who is it? His martial arts are really good..."

Zhang Xiang frowned. Apart from knowing how to use the Tang Family Sword, he didn't see what his identity was. He waved his hand and said:

"You two go back to treat the wound first, and Yunlin and I can chase you."

"promise!"
Chapter completed!