"Fight!"

I don't know who shouted this, and the shadows immediately rushed forward like crazy.

Arrows are falling like rain.

The road was dozens of steps away, but it was difficult to move forward.

After a round of shooting, several black figures fell to the ground, she

Moaning incessantly.

Of course, there are also people with better martial arts skills who have already danced their swords into a ball and are gradually approaching.

But so what?

The archers retreated, but several men in black appeared. Soon, they were fighting hand to hand. However, they fell faster.

Someone was running back, trying to break out. However, the knife of the man in black was obviously not made of scrap metal.

This is a group of ruthless characters who are sharper than the Xingyue Dao's Star Blades back then. They will never be sloppy in their attacks. They can hurt the enemy with one sword without using a second sword.

Some people began to regret, regretting that they listened to someone and dared to break into Prince Fu's palace with the intention of kidnapping their two spring envoys. So they put down their swords.

The one-sided battle started and ended quickly. After half a stick of incense, most of the black shadows had been killed. Those who were not dead either fell to the ground, unable to fight back, or simply abandoned their weapons and waited obediently.

The next step.

On the black-clothed men's side, only two people were killed and three injured. The archers were unable to avoid the attack and only injured a few people. But the situation was finally firmly under control.

"Put him in a dungeon!"

A man in black issued an order coldly. The dungeon in Prince Fu's Mansion is not small, so what can I do if I lock up a few more?

On the side of King Fu, the shadows still made the wrong calculation. They really have a heart of loyalty, but they have no ability to fulfill their loyalty.

King Fu was not in the bedroom. For safety reasons, he had already disguised himself during the day and went to Li Xin's iron shop.

Several dark figures gently pried open the door latch of King Fu's bedroom, and what greeted them was an extremely sharp sword light.

ah!

Outside the door, screams also sounded at the same time.

With a few blows from Long Wu, he forced several people out of the bedroom.

"The military advisor has already figured out your plan, so why don't you just surrender it quickly?"

Finally, Long Wu was compassionate and did not want to kill more people.

However, there are always people who "will not shed tears until they see the coffin." A black figure snorted coldly, suddenly rose up, and slashed at Long Wu with a knife. The knife was a long knife with a narrow body. It could be seen that the knife skills were good.

, when the knife came down, there was a faint sound of wind and thunder.

But who is Long Wu?

The leader of the Chang'an Beggar Clan, how could he not have a few subordinates?

Whatever comes with the sword, the sword will meet you.

This is not a martial arts competition. Since you are determined to take my life, how can I dare to show mercy?

The sword pierced lightly in the light of the sword that filled the sky.

Soon, the sword light dispersed.

The black shadow looked at the sword and pierced his chest at an indescribable speed. The moment of coldness made him fall into despair. The sword was finally chopped down, but it only cut off a piece of Long Wu's clothes.

.

"Why bother?"

Long Wu slowly drew his sword and let the man fall slowly.

The rest is simpler.

So what if you are brave and not afraid of death?

In the face of absolute strength, everything is in vain.

The lights illuminated the entire Fuwang Mansion.

All harmony, it seems, is always behind the light of the sword.

In the dark night, Xiaoma pushed Su Hejing slowly.

Bodies everywhere, blood everywhere, and loneliness everywhere.

"Long Gang Leader, thank you for your hard work!"

Su Hejing smiled, held his fists, and said with a smile.

Long Wu shook his head, feeling quite emotional.

"Well, even though all living beings are like ants, it's not worth losing your life like this!"

Hearing what he said, Su Hejing nodded.

"Well, if you can't distinguish between right and wrong, good and evil, your actions may be righteous but difficult, and your death may be tragic but not pitiful. Alas..."

As he said that, Su Hejing let out a long sigh, looked at the dark night sky, and said nothing for a long time.


Chapter completed!