thunderbolt

The thunder swept across the rainy night, and Chang'an City was calm and no one noticed the small noise in a mansion in Chongrenfang.

The raindrops hit the tiles with crackling sounds, and Lao Qi was staring at the surrounding situation with concentration. The living room was full of guards from Jianghu people or emperors, so naturally there was no need for guards to protect them. Other places in the mansion were very quiet.

Zhu Manzhi lay on the roof wearing a straw raincoat, poked half of her head out on the roof, and grew a big mouth to look at the living room opposite the rain curtain, and refused to blink.

In the thunderstorm, the living room became quieter.

More than ten people stood up and stared at the straw raincoat guest standing in the middle of the living room. The candlelight occasionally swayed in the wind, and the shadows dragged out on the ground were still motionless, and the atmosphere was so depressing that it was a little suffocating.

"Just you guys?"

Xu Buling pointed his sword at the ground, and his eyes under the hat swept calmly towards everyone around him.

Zhang Xiang's eyes were gloomy and a little angry.

The world is the world, and the court is the court.

Chang'an, Yangyang, at the foot of the emperor, the court arrested traitors. How could there be a saying that the more one should be bullied the less?

"Take it!"

A light huh sounded in the living room. The fastest update is mobile::

Liu Yunlin and several wolf guard leaders immediately blocked the retreat. They did not bring weapons to participate in the full moon wine, but so many masters should not be underestimated.

Chen Daoping and Zhang Buxie were the best martial arts present, and they were separated by left and right, attacking Xu Buling with their palms at the same time like an eagle rushing toward the rabbit.

Zhang Xiang let go and pulled out the Yanling knife from the knife platform under the living room center. After the 'clang' sound, a cold light slashed towards the center of the living room.

The nine-part whip slipped out from the sleeve of the Nine-Legend Niangniang's palace skirt, and shook it away in the living room, making a "pop" whip sound.

In the brightly lit living room, murderous intent was everywhere.

Xu Buling stood with a sword, facing the palms attacking in the air, his boots shattered the stone bricks on the ground. At the same time, the figure had already arrived in front of the two Taoists. The sword blades in his hands were like white snakes spitting their letters, stabbing Chen Daoping's throat.

"Beware!"

Everyone's guard was brought to a certain point, and he was a long-standing master in the world. He would definitely not rush forward to die.

Chen Daoping was a feint attack, but he put away his slap in halfway, waved his hands and sleeves like the wind, trying to sweep the attacking blade.

The Tianshi Zhang Bu's long boots rubbed a white line on the ground, his five fingers were like hooks, and he grabbed Xu Buling's legs from the bottom three directions.

The nine-part whip in the hand of the Nine-League Empress had already swung it, and it was wrapped around the sword blade at all. As long as this joint attack succeeded and restricted it, Zhang Xiang who rushed over could cut off the thief's head from behind Chen Daoping.

It’s a pity that even if the four of them meet each other again, they will not understand the weight of the eight words “Barry a thousand with one block, and master the magic of martial arts”.

There was only a crisp sound of "click".

Xu Buling twisted the iron sword in his hand, then shattered Chen Daoping's sleeves into pieces, and sputtered the cloth, and actually wiped a few blood marks on the faces of the surrounding wolf guards.

Wow

The nine-section whip was pulled and made a crisp sound.

Everyone's movements in the living room seemed to be stagnant, and only Xu Bu was moving. Because it was too fast, it was almost as fast as Zhang Xiang could only see the sword light flashing.

Xu Buling twisted the sword's edge and staggered with great force.

The Empress Jiujie had just noticed that the powerful force was coming from her hand. Before she could throw away the Jiujie whip, she slapped her palm from somewhere. She was in the middle of her chest, and her soft but thick force shook her internal organs. Her body was immediately slapped out, and she let out a muffled cough in the air, then fell into the Taishi chair, slid a little back, and her neck fainted.

The movement was too fast, and Zhang Xiang and others had no time to stop him. They were even more furious when they saw the concubine being injured.

Zhang Buxi's claws had already grabbed Xu Buling's calves. The Tianshi's robe suddenly bulged up, and his hands were pulled hard, trying to throw Xu Buling to the ground.

Chen Daoping took his palm back before he had time to slap it for a second time, but Zhang Xiang's Yanling Knife silently passed through the tearing Dao robe sleeve until he was not satisfied.

His legs were restricted and he could not move. Facing Zhang Xiang's knife, he was obviously a situation of death.

But what the three of them did not expect was that Zhang Buxi pulled with all his strength, and his legs in his hands were indeed motionless, as if they were nailed to the ground.

Zhang Buxi's eyes flashed with a hint of shock, and he thought that something was wrong, so he wanted to retreat. Unexpectedly, a cold shoulder was heard, and the stinging pain came. The sword tip directly passed through the shoulder blades, pierced from the back, and stabbed out from the ground for more than three inches.

"Well"

A short muffled groan.

Xu Buling fisted naked, ignored the claws that were grasping his legs, and rushed forward with a slightly bent knee, clamped the Yanling Knife that was slashing.

Zhang Xiang slashed out with a knife, as if he had penetrated a gloomy wood. The blade was suddenly in abruptly and it was difficult to save it. Then the blade was twisted with a bull-like force, causing his wrist to flip, and the Yanling Knife immediately twisted out a strange arc.

"drink"

Xu Buling did not stop while limiting Yan Lingdao. He shouted violently, and his shoulders were like a city hammer, hitting Chen Daoping's chest and abdomen.

I heard a crisp sound of ‘Crab’, and my bones and chest were cleft.

Before Chen Daoping's slapped palm fell on Xu Buling's forehead, he was knocked out by the sticking mountain and hit Zhang Xiang behind him. The two of them flew backwards for more than a foot, smashing the tea case of the main seat.

It was not until this time that the first Nine-League Empress, who was photographed, hit the Grand Master's chair.

"hiss"

In the blink of an eye, in the eyes of Liu Yunlin and others, there were only four people rushing up, then three flew out, and one was nailed to the ground. After a few moves, he couldn't see clearly.

Several wolf guard leaders did not expect that the three secret guard masters would be defeated instantly and Zhang Xiang lost his sword. He was stunned on the spot as if he saw Shura coming to the world.

Liu Yunlin was active in his mind, and when he saw that the situation was not good, he turned around and wanted to run out.

It’s a pity that Xu Buling is not confused.

After repelling the four masters who surrounded him, Xu Buling ignored Zhang Xiang and Chen Daoping who had just fallen out. His footsteps were like a surprise attack by cheetahs. There were only afterimages left in the black robe. In an instant, he came to several wolf guard leaders. After three fists and two feet, he waved his sleeves and rolled up a tea cup on the tea table.

Sao

The teacup was like a powerful crossbow that was stripped off the string, with a terrifying sound of breaking the wind, but not even a drop of tea was splashed out. When it slid across the living room, the cup lid, cup and coaster separated, and the three people escaped to the back of the heads.

Smack

The porcelain pieces shattered and splashed, and three running figures fell to the ground at the same time, without a break.

Xu Buling pulled his hat at this time, turned his head and looked at the living room tables and chairs everywhere. Nine people were lying on the ground and their lives were unknown. Zhang Buling's back had an iron sword inserted into his back and his face turned sick and red. The Nine-League Empress collapsed on the Grand Master's Chair.

The window that had broken a big hole floated in and some wind and rain swayed as the candles swayed.

"Ahem"

Chen Daoping's eyes were bloody and he kept coughing up blood beads. He tried to get up, but after gritting his teeth a few times, his arms still softened and he lay on the ground without a sound.

Zhang Xiang had already stood up, his face was gloomy, staring at the Yanling Knife holding the other person's hand, clenched his fists and said nothing.

The wind and rain outside the building, and the blood in the pavilion lights.

There are dragons and tigers hidden in the cold pond, and no one is passing by the sword!

The living room where I was talking and laughing just now was left with a dead silence that fell into despair...
Chapter completed!