Fisherman's Song Dynasty

Wan Yanchang's feet softened and he almost fell to the ground, his face turned pale with shock. These people seemed to have descended from heaven, and they appeared in front of him without a sound, and he had already recognized them. They were not others, it was just a few days ago Of the students in Yingtian Academy who have just visited, just pick any student who can make the envoys of several countries feel overwhelmed.

Mo Jingxia was calmer than him, but it was not much better. He knew that the key to today was Xu Zizhen alone, so he had to kill him first no matter what. As for the martial arts cannon, fuck it.

Xu Zizhen was still in the yard, surrounded by villagers from this village, Mo Jingxia jumped onto the roof and shouted: "Don't worry about others, kill Xu Zizhen with me quickly!"

More than half of the more than 100 guards around the innermost end have already panicked. They are all guards from the Tubo rebels and Uyghur tribes. Naturally, they will not listen to Mo Jingxia's orders. Seeing that the outside is blocked, they have already lost their positions. Let's talk about Xu Zizhen Two little killing gods rushed over there, the big guns in their hands seemed to have eyes, and each shot could accurately knock over a person.

Now they know what it means to catch a turtle in a urn, but this turtle is not Xu Zizhen, but more than 100 of them, and dozens of them can finally hold on. Xu Zizhen and the villagers fired sniper arrows indiscriminately, and several Tianluo Chitang masters who were lucky enough to survive rushed towards Xu Zizhen under Mo Jingxia's order.

A dozen people including Luo Ji and Xu Shiqi jumped down from the house, and rushed to Li Meng Gaochong to fight with them. Luo Ji is a smart man, and the most important thing at this time is not to protect Xu Zizhen, but to protect Xu Zizhen. Defense is offense, and Xu Zizhen is truly safe only by killing these birdmen.

The five hundred martial arts have already rushed over like a group of fierce tigers. Although the surrounding area is full of regular troops from the Kingdom of Jin, they are still not enough to face the elites selected from various places in the Song Dynasty. More than 500 big sticks are like dragons. Fly, come straight in from the outer circle, this place is no longer a village, but a battlefield, where the brave wins when they meet on a narrow road, the students are eager to save Xu Zizhen, no matter in terms of skill or momentum, they are not comparable to those golden soldiers, and their formation is instantly changed The fight was completely scattered.

The envoys of Wanyanchang and Goryeo Uyghur shrank together in panic, their personal guards stood by their sides, and the martial arts officers suddenly moved away when they were in front of them, bypassing them and rushed to the inner layer. After a moment of surprise, Hu Sanniang rushed over with a sneer, and several figures appeared behind her, the speed was so fast that they couldn't believe it, and suddenly rushed to the front, and the one at the front was a delicate and beautiful woman , but what he was holding in his hand was a bright yellow cooked copper stick.

Although Mr. Che, the envoy of Korea, had small eyes, he was the first to recognize the girl with the big stick, and his face turned pale with fright. He still remembered that this beautiful girl beat him and Toba at Yingtian Academy a few days ago. The emperor's guards were helpless, and the violence was simply heinous. By the way, she seemed to be Xu Zizhen's personal female guard, and her name was Su San.

"Let's fuck together! Don't let her get close!"

Mr. Che shouted in Korean in a hurry, but no one understood except his guards. Su San's big stick had already been swept over, his pretty face was covered with frost, and he gritted his silver teeth and said : "Bastards, those who dare to play tricks, my aunt will abolish you!"

Bang bang bang!

The cooked copper rod showed its true strength in the hands of the furious Su San. That day Su San was careful and didn't use his full strength in the academy, but today it was different. If he arrived at Xu Zizhen a little later, his life might have been lost. Now Xu Zizhen is Su San's everything, how can she show mercy?

Another big stick joined in. This is Shang Tong. He is not as violent as Su San, but his moves are more subtle. Every time he makes a move, he just turns his wrist lightly. The range of movement is not large, but the hit rate is astonishingly high. Chang also recognized him, and at this moment he finally believed what he said that day. It turned out that his boxing skills were nothing compared to his spear and stick.

There was a series of screams, and the guards at the forefront, whether they were Goryeo, Uyghur or Jinren, all flew up one by one as if picked up by a mad bull, and then fell hard to the ground. None of the people who arrived could keep their limbs intact. They either lost their hands or feet, and at worst had to break a few ribs.

Su San and Shang Tong's absolute suppression caused the battle circle to open instantly, and quickly retracted, drawing bows and arrows to take advantage of the chaos to plot against them, at this moment there was another shout, and a stunning figure appeared like Flying over like a flying swallow, the three-foot green blade in his hand was as clear as autumn water, drawing dazzling rays of light under the moonlight, walking through the crowd with incomparable agility, and the screams rang out again and again.

Lin Chaoying is here, if it is only about individual combat, her martial arts are definitely at the forefront, not to mention that these guards are only the best among ordinary soldiers, no one can stop her overwhelming impact.

Ohno and Bao'er stood upright on the roof, majestic and murderous, their eyes were as sharp as eagles, scanning around, drawing their bows and arrows wherever there was danger, shooting arrows with a hundred steps, and the arrows piercing through Yang with a hundred paces were flawless. At this time, Ohno He and Bao'er still had half of the honesty and simplicity of the past. The moonlight shone on their faces, and their resolute expressions were like two generals who controlled the audience.

The situation of the battle was reversed in an instant, the big sticks of the five hundred students beat all the golden soldiers on the outside into obedience, and the one hundred armored soldiers in the innermost circle also joined the battle circle, attacking from inside and outside, the long spears in their hands were gone. There is no need to talk about any moves, just close your eyes and poke forward in this situation. There are many people, and you can poke anyone with a random shot, and you can hear the sound.

In just a moment, Wan Yanchang and the three guards beside them were all lying on the ground, tossing and turning, before they could recover, a cold sword had already rested on his neck, Lin Chaoying Appearing in front of him, he asked teasingly, "Marshal Wan, are you still fighting?"

Wan Yanchang was dumbfounded, and so were Goryeo's Master Che and Uighur. They didn't have swords around their necks, but Shang Tong and Su San's two sticks were dangling around their heads, so they didn't dare to move rashly at all. .

"I admit defeat!" Mr. Che raised his hands, and the Uighur envoy dropped his saber reluctantly and raised his hands.

The general situation is gone, the remaining golden soldiers and the guards looked at each other, they all dropped their weapons and stopped, the main general was captured, and even gave a fart.

Now only Mo Jingxia was on the roof. He glanced at Xu Zizhen in the distance, gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "Xu Zizhen, don't be complacent, the old man will come to you!"

Suddenly a figure flew up to the room and stopped him. It was an old man with gray beard and sharp eyes like a knife, staring at him coldly: "Xu Zizhen said that anyone can be let go, but you cannot be let go."

Mo Jingxia's footsteps stopped, his eyes narrowed slightly and he said, "Yelufu, are you coming to soak in this muddy water too?"