The most ferocious sword of the Imperial City Division

Gu Shinwei clapped his horse forward. After walking a few steps, he looked back as if he had sensed something. He saw on the straight main road a man holding a king's flag and riding on a tall horse leading the army.

His face was still so ordinary.

The demeanor and movements of the thousands of troops behind him, and even the faces under their helmets, were exactly the same as his.

The black armor looked particularly solemn in the sunlight. Gu Shiwei looked at him, inexplicably thinking of the crested ibis that would always remain in the dark treasure house. The Imperial City Division's token is stained with the blood, tears and fate passed down from generation to generation.

The Crested Ibis had an expressionless face, and pointed the royal flag in the direction of the city tower... The army surged towards the city gate like a tidal wave bursting from a dike.

Gu Shinwei looked at it, and suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart.

She turned around suddenly, reached out and pulled out the long sword from her waist, and the bay-red horse neighed and jumped up, flying straight into the air.

Gu Shenwei looked down and saw a straight trip rope lying across the city gate...

It was already crowded in front of the door. The old man carrying a pole who was in front of Gu Shiwei heard the horse's cry and turned around to see that he was paralyzed on the ground. His hands and feet were paralyzed and he fell to the ground. The maroon horse leaped into the air. The horse's hoof is about to fall to the ground...

If these two kicks go down, this old man will definitely die!

Gu Shiwei didn't hesitate. She hooked one foot around the horse's neck, and her whole body lay on the right front side of the horse. She reached out and lifted the old man up from the ground the moment the horse's hoof hit the ground, and twisted it into her hands.

The old man felt like the world was spinning. He screamed, rolled his eyes and almost fainted.

Before he could take a breath, he heard a "continue" from above his head, and then the young lady riding the maroon horse threw him out like a hydrangea ball. The old man was so frightened that he opened his eyes suddenly. When he opened his eyes, he saw an extremely impatient face.

This man is not the strong man who scolded him first!

"Look, look, I'll pluck out your eyeballs before you get off me! If that evil bitch hadn't acted like she wanted to eat people, I wouldn't have hugged you! Run quickly, you want to be slaughtered Did it fall?"

The old man was still in shock. He followed the sight of the strong man and saw a dagger with a cold light piercing the white neck of the girl in red who had saved him earlier. He couldn't help it anymore. It was really two people. He rolled his eyes and fainted!

Seeing that he didn't move, the strong man looked down, cursed, carried the old man on his shoulders like a sack and ran out with the crowd.

"You are so impatient that you started taking action as soon as you left the city gate. Why are you unhappy after receiving the big stone I sent?"

As Gu Shiwei spoke, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and did some calculations in his mind.

In addition to the Tianzihao killer wearing a flying bird mask in front of them, there were eleven other masked men surrounding them.

Among their team, there are Wu Jiang, Wei Changming, An Hui, Tong Changguan and her, a total of five people who can fight. If Chang Guan wants to protect Han Shiyan, there are only four people who can spare their hands.

Four versus twelve.

There is a lot of chaos at the gate of the city. If we fight here, we will definitely be at a loss! If you are not careful, you will hurt innocent people, and you are very passive. Who knows if there is a thirteenth person hiding in this crowd who will shoot them cold arrows!
Gu Shiwei thought, turned around to avoid the dagger at her neck, and like an eagle, she backhanded her sword and pierced the chest of the masked man in black behind her. The man raised his long sword and was about to strike at Han Shiyan's carriage, but he didn't want such a sword to come out of nowhere. "Gu family, let me do it!" Wei Changming said, stepping forward and directly catching the dagger.

The moment the two met, Gu Shiwei gave Wei Changming a look. Wei Changming nodded, tightened the bamboo hat on his back, and flew forward like a gust of wind on the heads of the people running ahead. go.

The man in the flying bird mask was fighting hand to hand. Before he could use the second move, he saw that his opponent had already escaped three feet away.

His body froze, recalling Wei Changming's actions, hesitating for a moment, turned around and chased after him.

Depend on! Nowadays, people who practice martial arts are so disrespectful of martial ethics. Do they always resort to the Thirty-six Strategies as the best strategy?

Seeing this, Gu Shiwei patted the bay-red horse on the head and shouted, "It's up to you!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard Han Shiyan in the carriage shout: "I'm going to watch you!"

The bay-red horse twisted its butt, turned around and saw that the carriage driven by Chang Guan was about to rush forward to keep pace with it. It neighed and galloped forward as fast as a gust of wind!

What does it mean to move like the wind, move like a snake, and be arrogant like a tiger... The people who fled the Northern Dynasties couldn't believe that these three descriptions would appear on an ordinary bay-red horse!
Not only that, if anyone blocks its path and moves slowly, it will give it a big look!

Seeing a maroon horse clearing the way, Gu Shiwei was completely relieved. She jumped lightly, jumped up from the horse and dodged a whip, then rolled in the air and pointed the long sword in her hand straight towards the black man who used the whip. Stab the man in clothes in the middle of his throat!

As soon as the long sword was retracted, blood spurted out, spraying on the face of the Bei Chao man who was running wildly at the side. The man screamed and ran away frantically waving his legs!
"The second one!" Gu Shiwei said, counting the remaining men in black.

Wei Changming lured away the flying bird mask killer, and Chang Guan wanted to drive. Now Wu Jiang and An Hui were running on both sides of the carriage, and they had each killed a man in black. Then there are seven people left!
"Take your life!" Gu Shiwei heard this roar and her heart suddenly trembled. She looked up and saw a man in black standing on top of the carriage without knowing it. He was holding a long gun in his hand. , was heading towards the carriage.

At this moment, An Hui and Wu Jiang were fighting with the man in black, and they couldn't get away at all.

Gu Shiwei's face darkened, and he raised his sword and wanted to fly towards the top of the carriage. The man with the sword who was the closest among the men in black laughed sinisterly, and he raised his sword and slashed at Gu Shinwei. He came over and stood in front of Gu Shiwei.

This man was tall and had infinite arm strength. The sword struck with a sound of breaking through the air. It was obvious that he was not an ordinary person.

"If you want to save someone named Han, just dream!"

He said, waiting to appreciate Gu Shiwei's sad and angry expression, but he didn't want to just hear a chuckle coming from the other side. The voice was cold, as if coming from hell.

The man in black couldn't help but tremble, and the sword he slashed became more and more ferocious.

But just when his sword was about to hit Gu Shiwei's face, the living person who was still there before disappeared.

The man in black with a big sword suddenly raised his head and looked towards the sky, but a long sword fell from the sky and plunged straight into his face.

I saw the red-clothed killing god holding a sword in his right hand but holding his left hand flat forward. In his left hand, a black crossbow was stretched out from nowhere!