The emperor always wants to promise himself

Chapter 463 Fight
The killer was taken aback, and said in a low voice, "How could you..."

"How can I have such a strong inner strength?" Jun Rong sneered, "Go down and ask Hades."

The killer's pupils shrank suddenly, and in a flash of cold light, he gave up the dagger in his hand, pulled out the knife behind his backhand, and raised the knife to block.

The blades collided, and sparks shot out, illuminating each other's eyebrows and eyes. The killer looked at Jun Rong's human skin mask, and wondered for a moment whether he had found the wrong person.

However, before he had time to think about it, he felt a huge pressure on his arm, and he almost couldn't resist it.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, he raised his hand with all his strength while his veins were jumping up. Jun Rong leaned back, turned over in the air, knelt down on one knee firmly, and landed in front of the bed.

But the killer was not so calm, he was shaken and staggered a few steps, almost tripped over the threshold and fell to the ground.

He stuck his knife on the ground, stabbed it and drew a spark, and then he barely stopped. He put his finger on his lips and blew a whistle. There was no way, he was destined to be unable to solve Jun Rong alone, and he still had to find someone. People come to help.

A whistle sounded in the silent night, sharp and piercing.

The killers lurking outside on the roof and in the alleys heard it all, and looked at each other. Someone waved and said, "Things have changed, come on!"

"Yes!"

The killer in the inn opened the window to let the outsiders come in, and there was a burst of hurried footsteps in the corridor on the second floor.

This movement was really not small, Han Yi and the others naturally heard it too, they are all experienced fighters, they reacted immediately, they were not drugged, at this time they heard a fight in the corridor, they rushed out .

The corridor was still dark, and Xiao Er and the others didn't know whether they were stunned or killed, so they didn't come up to take a look.

Han Yi held his own knife, and took out the fire pocket with the other hand. According to the memory of the day, he found the position of the candlestick.

Han Yi's eyes flashed, he tilted his head suddenly, and with a "Dang", the killer's knife brushed his side face and slashed on the wall.

"The ghost lingers." He scolded in a low voice, then reached out to grab the killer's arm, and kicked him out with his legs.

The killer stabilized his figure and wanted to go up again unwillingly, but was slapped on the back of the heart by Jun Rong who came from behind, let out a short scream, and fell down without a sound.

Jun Rong and Han Yi looked at each other and said, "Are you all okay?"

Han Yi opened the fire folder and lit the candlesticks, and saw that several people in Qing Yi had also come out, except Ning Zhao.

Jun Rong immediately changed his face, and asked in a deep voice, "Where is Ning Zhao?"

The room in blue clothes was the closest to Ning Zhao, and his reaction was the fastest. He immediately kicked open the door of Ning Zhao's room, and saw a killer touch Ning Zhao's bedside, holding a dagger in his hand, and was about to stab down.

Lan Yi's pupils shrank suddenly, and he raised his hand to aim at the back of the killer's heart, and the sleeve arrow shot out, with a faint cyan color on the tip of the arrow, obviously tempered by poison.

All the movements were done in one go, and the fast killer didn't have time to react. With a sound of "嗤——", the sharp weapon pierced into the flesh, two dying sounds came out from the killer's throat, and he fell straight down.

"Ning Zhao!"

Lan Yi hurried to the bed, opened the curtain and saw that Ning Zhao must have been drugged and passed out.

"Tsing Yi—give me a detoxification pill!"

He picked up Ning Zhao, pulled one side of his outer garment to wrap her up, rushed to the door and shouted at Tsing Yi.

Tsing Yi got rid of the killer who was entangled endlessly, took out a bottle of medicine from his arms and threw it to him: "Go on!"

Lan Yi raised his hand to grab it, caught it firmly, opened it and poured one into Ning Zhao's mouth.

His fingertips grazed her soft lips, he couldn't help but pause, then he squeezed Ning Zhao's chin, making her close her mouth and swallow the medicine.

Then he put the man down and hugged him, stepped on the hilt of someone's knife on the ground, the blade bounced up, he took advantage of the opportunity to catch it lying in front of him, and looked at the killers around him coldly.

Jun Rong kicked one and jumped to his side, staring at the front tightly, but the words were asked by Lan Yi: "How is it? Is Ning Zhao okay?"

"It's okay, I've been drugged, and I'll wake up after a while after taking the detoxification pill."

"It's not suitable to stay here for a long time. You can only be caught in a urn here, so you have to get out quickly."

"Okay, the second floor is not high, just jump out." Lanyi retreated to the window in the corridor on the second floor while fighting, and looked down, there were still many people coming up from below.

"Wait, there are quite a few people down here."

Tsing Yi looked up, and was spotted by the killer below, an arrow shot towards him, Tsing Yi turned sideways suddenly, his black hair was flying in the wind, a few strands were cut off by the strong airflow, and fell slowly.

"Du—" The arrow pierced the window lattice, almost piercing Tsing Yi's nose.

Tsing Yi's heart was beating wildly: "Bah, I will sneak attack."

Han Yi gave him a hand, telling him to retract his body, so as not to make a living target for the people below.

"These people are not ordinary killers, they are obviously much stronger, and the number of martial arts is clearly Lianhuagong—"

Jun Rong's eyes were dark and bottomless, but a smile appeared on his lips: "Lianhua Palace? It turned out to be Hua Ye's dog, no wonder it bites people so badly."

"You—you speak nonsense, you dare to call our master by his first name, you really don't know what to do!"

"A group of shady rats, they speak very loudly. Your master sent you to kill me, is it because you have suffered from A Yu's side?"

When Jun Rong thought of Hua Ye's livid face, she felt a burst of joy in her heart.

"Heh, don't provoke us with words. The master has an order. If you kill you, the master can be directly promoted to the deputy palace master, and an ordinary killer can be promoted to the master. It can be seen that your humble life has some value." He came out and laughed loudly: "For this time, we have summoned all the people nearby, and you five cannot escape, so I advise you to catch them quickly. I can still leave your whole body and give you a happy!"

"This message is for you."

Jun Rong stood in front without changing his face, "Hedong in 30 years, Hexi in 30 years, do you think I'm still the child who had no strength to restrain a chicken?"

The Lord looked him up and down with disdain, "Oh? Just because of your three-legged skill?"

Jun Rong tilted his neck and moved a bit, a weird and wanton smile appeared on the slightly delicate mask: "Is it right? I only found out after I hit it. It just so happens that I haven't moved my hands and feet for a long time."

While they were talking, people in black were still pouring up from downstairs. A cursory glance showed that there were tens of heads at least, and hundreds at most.

And downstairs there is a group of people watching.

Attacked from front to back, flanked and backed by enemies, the situation of Jun Rong and five people is really worrying.

"Tsing Yi, the people downstairs are in your hands."

Jun Rong gave an order without looking back.

(End of this chapter)