Ni Chu

"Throw her and the sleeping man into the river to feed the fish!" Zhao Tong ignored Xiang Ye's threat at all, pulled the corner of his mouth slightly upwards, and gave the order to kill Xiang Qing and Xiang Tong.

Several of Zhao Tong's subordinates responded, stepped forward and lifted Xiang Qing and Xiang Tong who was still sleeping, and walked towards the bank of the Yellow River.

Xiang Qing was kicking and screaming desperately, but Xiang Tong was still asleep like a dead pig.

"As long as you dare to throw them down, I swear, your death will be hundreds of times worse than Guan Yijian!" Xiang Ye saw Xiang Qing and Xiang Tong being carried to the bank of the Yellow River, twisting his body desperately towards Zhao Tong roared: "I swear to the Yellow River, you will die a terrible death!"

"Oh! I know you are very good at this." Zhao Tong smiled at Xiang Ye and said, "I saw Guan Yijian's body in the woods. It was really miserable. Most people would never think of killing people in such a cruel way. You are willing to follow me, and I am happy to reuse you."

"Bah! Follow you? Stop dreaming!" Xiang Ye knew very well that Xianyang would be captured by the Chu army in a few years, and Zhao Gao would also be killed by Prince Ying. Following Zhao Tong is definitely a very unwise choice, why not Simply reject Zhao Tong, if he dies, that's fine, if he doesn't die, it will be the capital to find a place to settle down in the Chu-Han dispute in the future.

Zhao Tong shrugged his shoulders, curled his lips and said regretfully: "Then there is no other way, they can only die, as for you, I'm afraid you have no chance to kill me, I won't let you live through today, haha!"

After that, he said to the followers who were carrying Xiang Qing and Xiang Tong: "Throw them down!"

Several attendants lifted the two of them and threw them violently into the Yellow River.After the two splashed a ball of water in the river, they were quickly submerged in the rolling river.

"No!" Xiang Ye and Meng Su yelled almost at the same time, their eyes widened, staring at the place where Xiang Qing and Xiang Tong fell into the water, as far as they could see, the rolling Yellow River was rushing eastward Look, where are the shadows of the two of them.

"I'm going to kill you!" Xiang Ye's eyes were wide open, and he didn't know where the strength came from. He kicked his legs hard and broke the hemp rope tied to his legs. Zhao Tong rushed over.

The rope that binds Xiang Ye is a whole piece. He kicked off the lower half, and the upper part naturally loosened. He untied the rope on his body and threw it on the ground while running, and when he was about to rush down in front of Zhao Tong , The rope on his body has been completely untied.

"Peng!" A heavy straight punch hit Zhao Tong on the bridge of the nose. When the punch was delivered, Xiang Ye yelled, "This punch is for Xiang Qing!"

Then there was another "Peng" sound, an uppercut hooked Zhao Tong's chin from bottom to top, and when he punched this punch, he yelled again: "This punch is for Xiang Tong!"

Two heavy punches made Zhao Tong's face full of peach blossoms, and the bridge of his tall nose was immediately collapsed, but Xiang Ye didn't intend to stop at all, he raised his foot and kicked Zhao Tong's lower abdomen violently. He stepped out and shouted loudly, "This kick is for Mengsu!"

Zhao Tong staggered back a few steps with his belly in his stomach, and Xiang Ye stepped forward, elbowed Zhao Tong's cheekbone, and yelled strangely, "This elbow was for me!"

Zhao Tong suffered several heavy blows in a row, and the two long swords in his arms fell to the ground. Xiang Ye didn't even look at the two swords, and rushed forward again, wrapping his arms around Zhao Tong. Tong Tong's neck, raised his knee violently, and slammed his face heavily.

Zhao Tong, whose face was covered in blood, seemed to hear Xiang Ye shouting at him in a trance: "This time, I am just looking for something to play with!"

The men who followed Zhao Tong were startled when Xiang Ye rushed out. They had never seen anyone with such explosive power that they could break the hemp rope. When they came back to their senses, , Zhao Tong's face and body have already suffered dozens of heavy blows.

At first, Xiang Ye was full of reasons when he shot, but later on, it was probably because he punched too fast and couldn't think of a suitable reason for a while, such as "This is for the last time I was caught on the street. You spoiled the old lady!" "This is for the kid who snatched his lollipop last time!" Reasons like this were also blurted out.

The warriors under Zhao Tong saw that their master was being beaten miserably, and they screamed strangely and rushed towards Xiang Ye.

A warrior rushed forward, hugged Xiang Ye's neck from behind, and fell backward suddenly, trying to drag Xiang Ye down.

When he put his arms around Xiang Ye's neck, Xiang Ye pushed his toes back, his heels dropped, and he forcibly resisted the strong pull of the warrior.

After stabilizing his figure, Xiang Ye clasped the warrior's wrist with one hand, and put the other hand through his shoulder to grab the warrior's neckline. He bent down suddenly and threw the warrior from his back.

After a crisp sound of "Pa!", the warrior's back fell heavily on the ground, and the arm that was clasping Xiang Ye's neck unconsciously loosened.

After Xiang Ye threw the warrior down, he took two steps forward, raised his foot and kicked him in the face fiercely.This kick was heavy and ruthless, and immediately kicked the warrior's face full of peach blossoms, and his head turned to the side and he passed out.

The rest of the warriors saw that Xiang Ye had eliminated a companion with just a kick and a fall, and they couldn't help feeling a little panicked, but they didn't dare to leave Zhao Tong and run away, so they had the courage to shout together and rushed towards Xiang Ye come over.

Seeing the warriors rushing over, Xiang Ye didn't dare to be careless. After all, he had never dealt with more than a dozen enemies with short swords with his bare hands.

After the first warrior rushed up, he raised his sword and stabbed Xiang Ye's heart.Xiang Ye quickly dodged sideways, and after avoiding the stabbing sword, he raised his hand and pushed the warrior's elbow upwards a little, then grabbed the opponent's wrist, twisted it, and pushed it smoothly. The samurai pushed it out, and after the samurai was pushed out, Xiang Ye didn't forget to take off his dagger casually.

After unloading the warrior's short sword, Xiang Ye held the sword in his hand, and he couldn't help feeling a little more courageous in his chest.In fact, the two long swords fell not far from him, but he didn't dare to bend down to pick them up. There would be a huge gap when he bent down. If these warriors rushed forward at that time, he would immediately It will become a puddle of meat.

When the warriors saw that Xiang Ye was holding a short sword, their fighting spirit, which was not very high, suddenly became a little weaker.Surrounded Xiang Ye, but did not dare to attack.

With the dagger in his hand, Xiang Ye had confidence, he shouted, and rushed towards the dozen or so warriors surrounding him with the sword.

At the same time, on the river bed where the current is slightly calmer hundreds of meters downstream of Xiang Ye's location, a person's head is floating on the water. This person is desperately paddling and pulling the water. He submerges, but after a big wave, he resurfaces again.

Looking carefully, there is still a rope tied around his waist, and there seems to be something tied to the other end of the rope.

It took a lot of effort for the man to finally climb onto the bank. After landing, he pulled the rope vigorously and dragged towards the bank.When the rope was about to be pulled to the end, two people who were tied with hemp rope like zongzi surfaced out of the water.

The two people who were dragged ashore were Xiang Qing and Xiang Tong. They clenched their teeth, their faces were pale, and they couldn't tell whether they were dead or alive.

After pulling Xiang Qing and Xiang Tong ashore, the person who rescued them looked left and right, and finally selected two big rocks.He carried Xiang Qing first and placed her face down on the stone. After a while, Xiang Qing, who was in a coma, spewed out a large mouthful of chaotic water with an "ow".

After placing Xiang Tong on another rock like Xiang Qing, the man glanced upstream, showed a strange smile, flashed his body, and ran towards the shore.

Xiang Ye, who didn't know anything about what happened downstream, thought that Xiang Qing and Xiang Tong would surely die. Naturally, he hated Zhao Tong and others who threw them into the Yellow River. The one with the left hand danced the dagger and used the "Xianglong Sword Technique".

The Xianglong sword technique is suitable for use in the confrontation between the two armies. Naturally, the longer the sword, the better. Xiang Ye always feels a bit useless when holding a short sword.

Even so, more than a dozen warriors were still helpless. After a shower of blood, there were broken arms and limbs everywhere on the river beach, and a lot of blood was splashed on the surrounding stones.

The white clothes on Xiang Ye's body were stained with bright red blood, changing from white to a slightly purplish red.After killing all the warriors, he turned around and held the dagger in his hand, ready to chop Zhao Tong, who had been knocked unconscious by him, to pieces with his sword.But when he looked at the position where Zhao Tong was lying just now, he found that Zhao Tong had disappeared.

He turned around with the dagger in his hand, but Zhao Tong was nowhere to be seen, so he went back to the shore in a low mood, and cut the rope tied to Mengsu's body.

After the rope was untied, Mengsu rubbed his swollen wrist, ran to the bank and looked downstream, and shouted to Xiang Ye: "Shall we chase downstream and see if we can Find Xiang Qing and them."

Xiang Ye smiled wryly, and said to the rushing river as if talking to himself: "The current is so fast, how can we catch up? Even if we do catch up, I'm afraid we can only fish up the corpse."

Meng Su looked back at Xiang Ye in disappointment. No matter how strong she was, she was still a woman. Although Xiang Qing and the others had not been together for a short time, they talked very well with each other. Now they are watching Xiang Qing and Xiang Tong helplessly. Being thrown into the Yellow River but there was nothing he could do, two lines of tears flowed down involuntarily, slid down his cheeks, and hung on his chin.

"Let's go." Xiang Ye sighed softly, and said to Meng Su: "Zhao Tong has run away, he will definitely think of other ways to deal with us, send you to Dachu earlier, and I can also Settle down and hunt him down."

"You want to hunt him down?" Meng Su stared at Xiang Ye with rounded eyes, with tears still shining in her eyes.

Xiang Ye nodded silently, picked up two long swords from the ground, threw one of them to Mengsu and walked upstream.