Chapter 59 Chang'an in Chaos

The five swords were attributed to Pei Ran's sword. The rain in the courtyard of the Chaofu was inexplicably anxious, as if there was an invisible sun in the night sky. Listening to the rain near the Yulou, it started to turn at a high speed at a high speed.

It seems to be a sword, in fact, it is countless swords that are sharp on the world. The strong spirit towards the small tree fell in the hearing of the rain tower with his eyes, so that the thin green steel sword was stabbed high -speed To the copper bowl, then the lightning retracted, and then stabbed again at a faster speed. In a moment, there were hundreds of swords!

There are countless times faster than the woodpecker tree pecking trees, and it is extremely horrible in the center of the center of the copper bowl. So the people in the courtyard could only hear a stuffed stuffy sound!

"He can't do it either! Kill him close!"

The leader of the Tang Army looked at Chao Xiaoshu, who was sitting cross-legged in the rain, and noticed that his face was getting paler and paler. He shouted sternly. At this time, these sergeants no longer needed discipline and glory to support their actions. They knew that they must kill him immediately. Chao Xiaoshu, otherwise if they wait for that thin sword to break open the copper bowl and kill the ascetic from Yuelun Kingdom, they will never have the chance to kill each other. To be more precise, they will all die.

The dense rain of crossbows shot out again, and more than a dozen fierce figures attacked again. This time, the elites of the Tang Army appeared more determined and tougher, because they were determined and tough forced out of despair.

But they still couldn't get close to Chao Xiaoshu's body and kill this terrifying great swordsman, because there was always a young man standing in front of Chao Xiaoshu.

Ning Que kept moving on the rain-covered bluestone. He was not agile and looked extremely heavy. Every time he stepped on the soles of his boots, there would be a splash of water, and every time the splash of water splashed, his blade would harvest a piece of water. An elite soldier of the Tang Army.

Sitting cross-legged in the rainstorm, Chao Xiaoshu was tantamount to completely entrusting his life to him, so he always stayed in front of and behind Chao Xiaoshu, transforming himself and the simple knife in his hand into the previous path of death. net.

With a twist of his right elbow, the blade of the blade sank and cut off the knee of a Tang soldier. Ning Que didn't have time to draw the sword. He raised his left foot and it flew out like a flying stone. He kicked the other Tang soldier's genitals hard, and then held the knife wrongly. The hands with the long handle turned, and the blade was raised from bottom to top, breaking open the third Tang Jun's abdomen. Another figure rushed towards him bravely. He who was squatting on the ground twisted his waist and used the force of the knife with one hand to slash hard. The sword flashed out and cut off several calves.

The black mask had already been wet by the rain, and the breath that came out was filled with moisture. The eyebrows exposed outside the mask were as calm as ever, and even seemed a little numb. His movements were extremely simple, but the killing effect was extremely astonishing. Under the knife in front of him, those brave elites of the Tang Army were like pieces of wood, being chopped down and kicked over.

No matter how dense the crossbow rain was or how cold the sword light was, he always stood in front of Chao Xiaoshu and never took a step back! Even if his shoulder was scratched by a crossbow arrow, even if the side of his leg was slashed by a blade, he would not take a step back!

There was an extremely unpleasant loud noise from Tingyu Tower, like an iron pot being smashed with a brick. The copper bowl in front of the ascetic monk finally cracked and shattered under the powerful swords!

The hat on the ascetic's head cracked as the copper bowl broke. A look of absolute despair flashed across his dark face. His handprints changed again. The rosary beads that had been guarding his body stopped spinning and suddenly turned into a black snake. , whizzing around the thin green steel sword that was about to stab his face, causing the sword to stop.

Chao Xiaoshu silently looked inside the building, his right hand exposed outside his sleeve passed through the water beside him, he picked up a handful of rainwater and sprinkled it in front of him, listening to the thin blue steel sword in the rain building following his movement, Suddenly it began to buzz and vibrate, like a real dragon about to break through the clouds, charging forward forcefully!

The raindrops the size of soybeans fell on the bluestone, making a soft popping sound. The new branches that were broken by the wind made a soft popping sound. There was also a soft popping sound in the Tingyu Tower. The handful that trapped Qinggang The iron and wood beads of the sword are scattered everywhere!

The ascetic smiled bitterly and closed his eyes. The green steel sword roared through the more than a hundred ironwood rosary beads in the air in the building, and penetrated deeply into his dark eyebrows. The blood seeped out slowly, and the bitter smile was frozen.

At the main entrance of the imperial palace, Ning Que looked at the enemies not far away and slowly pulled out the sword from the chest of a Tang Army soldier.

Tat-tat-tat-tat, the scattered rosary beads hit the beams and walls, and then fell to the wooden floor.

The elites of the Tang army who were still alive looked at the middle-aged man sitting cross-legged and smiling in the rainstorm, and at the masked young man standing silently in the rainstorm holding a knife, and their hearts were full of despair.

The sound of a carriage came from the alley.

He slowly raised his eyebrows towards Xiaoshu.

…

…

In the southern city of Chang'an, Master Meng's most profitable Gouxing Casino has been turned into ruins. Smashed gambling equipment is scattered all over the street. The chips that usually represent money are soaked in the stinking rain. There is no one there. Dare to pick it up. On the side of the road, there were women and children surrounding a dozen gambling house stewards and guards who had their legs broken, crying and crying, but no one dared to curse the damn assailants with words, and even looked resentful. I dare not have it.

More than forty members of the Chunfeng Pavilion Gang, dressed in blue robes, blue trousers and blue boots, stood around indifferently. They were maintaining order and at the same time announcing their arrival to everyone in Nancheng. At the front of the crowd, Qi Laosi took a blue handkerchief from his subordinates. , wipe the blood from the corner of your mouth, face There was no expression of pride or pride on his face, but instead he looked a little anxious, because he knew that although the Yulong Gang took advantage of the opportunity to occupy a large amount of territory tonight, the eldest brother was currently facing the ambush of powerful enemies alone on Chunfengting Street. There was no one beside him. anyone.

The same story and similar scenes happened again and again in various cities in Chang'an City tonight. The pawn shops and brothels controlled by Uncle Cat were smashed by a group of tough men in Tsing Yi. Another group of men in Tsing Yi controlled the three raised by Jun Jie. outer room, and then directly bulldozed the three luxurious courtyards.

The cool spring rain has been falling steadily, and there are signs of it getting heavier. Tonight, all the major forces in Chang'an's underground world, using the government's tiger skin, all poured into the East City and launched an attack on the Chunfeng Ting Dynasty, which has led Chang'an's Jianghu for many years. They launched an attack, but no one expected that the legendary figure of the night would actually use himself as bait, taking advantage of the opportunity when all the forces in Nancheng and Xicheng were exhausted, and sent out all the brothers in the gang to control the situation.

After tonight, as long as the old dynasty of the Chunfeng Pavilion is still alive, then he and his brothers can hold all the Chang'an City in the night in their hands, but ... Tonight, the small tree in Chaojiao is alone, and he has been bloody with him for many years. Those brothers are not there. Can he survive?

…

…

In the North City of Chang'an, Yu Linjun, who was alertly alert, and Yu Linjun watched Cao Ning as the two school captains in the front of the anti -binding hands sneered: "Chang Siwei? Should I call you Chang San? Should I call you Fei Liu?

Chang Siwei is a middle -aged man with a gentle temperament. He looked at his boss and said with a smile: "Do you really know or fake it? There are many people who earn money in the barracks. As far as I know Master and Uncle Mao seem to have some stocks. "

Fei Jingwei kept silent, but stared at Cao Ning's face coldly, as if to stare at this old face.

Cao Ning took two sips of tea bowl and said, "What is the meaning of these things now? It is just a word of words of words. The two of you are just a small school captain. As for saying these nonsense to you? You can do n't ask for your life to cut you directly, and you can't leave the camp, Chunfeng Pavilion will die tonight. "

"The Chunfeng Pavilion is dead." He slowly put into the tea bowl and said indifferently, "So you are useless."

Chang Siwei smiled and said, "Many people in this world are dead, and my elder brother will not die."

"There are never people who can't kill in this world." Cao Ning stared at his face cold and said, "So many noble people in the Tang Dynasty want to enjoy the face of Chunfeng Pavilion. If he wants to die, how can he turn around in Changan Jianghu! "

When the words were falling, the curtain was opened, and the slightly cold night wind wrapped a few shots of raindrops and floated in. Father -in -law ... How can you come over at this night?

Lin Gonggong, who was fat, looked at him with a smile on his face and said, "There is nothing else, that is, the palace is where the Yulin army improved the alert level tonight. I came to ask what happened."

Then Gong Lin turned to look at the two captains of the anti -binding hands, frowned and asked, "What's going on?"

…

…

The fire in the Xiaoqi camp shines on the horse farm, even if the rain can not be extinguished, the deputy leader Chu Ren of the Xiaoqi camp stares at the Chinese character -faced man immediately, and roar: "Liu Si, you mixes, the camp is a military You dare to break your head for you! "

The Chinese face -faced man is extremely burly and tall. Even if he is sitting on the horse, his feet are about to hang to the ground. Listening to the reprimand of the deputy leader, his face is still expressionless. Through the night, it is called Chunfeng Pavilion somewhere in Chang'an Dongcheng.

His name is Liu Si, and the fish dragon gang ranks fifth. When the Chunfeng Pavilion old dynasty leaned on a sword and hit a piece of rivers and lakes in Chang'an City, it was this person who stood on the bank of the small tree. Standing next to the elder brother to block the arrows for him, only the kid who silently hoped that the big brother could do things well.

Liu Si returned to the deputy Chu Ren, who looked at the gate of the camp, looked at the dense army datability, and said with no expression: "Drive the adults, and dare not violate the military order to break through the camp, but since ten years ago, you torn off the promotion order by him ten years ago. Later, I always wanted to fight you for a game, I don't know if you dare or dare "

…

…

In the remote and quiet room somewhere in the palace, a voice with a strong Hebei Tao accent sounded: "Lao Chen, you are the old man of the guard office. Although you have been duty in the early years, you have been a big guard in the day, That life is the big inside guard. You are the emperor's face. Where should you participate in such rivers and lakes? Stop it? "

…

…

The carriage stopped slowly in the rain, only ten feet away from the Chunfeng Pavilion's house.