The prince is very fierce

Tread——

The sound of hurried steps echoed very far on the street, and the chilly raindrops hit the black stone bricks of the street. The blades rose and fell, and the eyes of each pair were like evil wolves.

The coir raincoat guest was breathing rapidly, and the branches in his hands kept swatting away the Yan Ling Dao coming from behind. However, his movements became slower and slower, and it became more and more difficult to parry.

The poison of the poisonous needle under his ribs has spread to the left half of his body. His movements are stiff and slow, and he gradually loses consciousness.

Although he has not yet fallen, he is already in death.

Zhang Xiang and Liu Yunlin had been chasing for so long, and there was a bit of surprise in their eyes. Such skills were rare in the world. If they hadn't accidentally been poisoned by a poisonous needle, Zhang Xiang alone might not have been able to do anything.

The more desperate the situation, the more ferocious the desperate counterattack. Zhang Xiang was involved in the world ten years ago. Naturally, no one needs to remind him of this. Even though the man in raincoat on the other side was exhausted, he did not rush forward to take his head.

Dangdang——

The branches hit the blade, making a crisp sound like gold and iron clashing.

The wolf guards who were chasing after him also saw that this man in raincoat was not an ordinary person. With a cautious expression, he followed the two chief officers cautiously and did not dare to rush in.

Having run so far, there were more and more pursuers. The man in the raincoat seemed to know that he could not escape with his wings. When he landed on a street, he suddenly stopped. His body suddenly turned from rushing forward to retreating, and he slashed back with his right hand towards the front. Zhang Xiang from behind.

The light branches stretched as straight as steel whips, and there was a crisp sound of "snap", shattering the raindrops all over the sky.

It may seem like a powerful force, but it's actually a devastating blow.

It's a pity that Zhang Xiang is in charge of the Criminal Investigation Department and is involved in martial arts all over the world. The Tang family has a close relationship with the imperial court, and the Tang family sword's various killing moves are already familiar to him.

The moment the coir raincoat guest stopped, Zhang Xiang's eyes showed a bit of contempt, and he turned from offense to defense with his blade lying in front of him, catching the branch that was chopped back just in time.

Cha——

The branch broke off when it came into contact with the blade. The front half continued to hit Zhang Xiang under the action of inertia, but Zhang Xiang tilted his head and bit it with his teeth, and was unharmed.

The cloaked man missed his target with one blow, and it was already too late to escape.

Liu Yunlin overtook him from the side, blocked the street with his sword, and sneered:

"Let's see where you go."

Zhang Xiang had no intention of touching the dying tiger. He stood behind with a single knife in hand, the tip of the knife pointed diagonally at the ground, and rainwater fell from the bleeding groove of the Yanling knife:

"I'll capture you without any help, tell me your identity, and give you a way to survive."

This statement is nothing more than destroying the opponent's fighting spirit. The Criminal Investigation Department is not a gangster and operates according to the law. Assassinating the chief officer of the Criminal Investigation Department is a capital crime. How can he survive?

The coir raincoat guest was breathing rapidly and glanced back and forth. The wolf guards behind him also caught up, blocking all escape routes in all directions.

It was already a dead end and there was no way to escape. Zhang Xiang naturally would not step on the thunder in a hurry for quick success. He kept his distance with the knife and said coldly:

"You're good at martial arts. Are you from the Tang family? What grudges do you have against me?"

Lin Yi Ke stood on the street surrounded by powerful enemies, still looking for an opportunity to escape. The surrounding shops and people all ran back into the house, closed the doors and windows, and looked between the cracks in the doors.

Zhang Xiang waited for a moment, and when the other party didn't speak, he raised his hand.

Several Tianzi camp wolf guards immediately went up to test with their swords, and Zhang Xiang followed closely, looking for an opportunity to give the thief a fatal blow.

"ah--"

Even though he was in a desperate situation, the man in raincoat still refused to give up and let out an extremely suppressed cry. He couldn't tell whether he was male or female.

His body, which had been drained of oil and dried up, suddenly became more powerful and rushed towards the house on the side.

"sucker Punch!"

With a sarcastic look on his face, Liu Yunlin strode forward and chased after him.

Tap tap tap——

The sound of messy footsteps ran over the houses on the street. Many tiles and beams were cracked under the steps, making a crackling sound. The couple working below occasionally uttered a few swear words.

Zhang Xiang rushed forward with a single sword in his hand, his eyes locked on Cory Yi's body like an eagle, and the distance quickly closed.

Soon, the cloaked man jumped across an alley and staggered when he landed on the roof on the other side.

In this moment of delay, Zhang Xiang had already swooped out, leaped in the air behind the coir raincoat guest, and slashed out with the blade in his hand without any hesitation.

The man in raincoat tried his best to dodge sideways. At this moment, a sharp scream suddenly came from the alleyway under his feet:

"Ah hit~"

Zhang Xiang was in the mid-air between two houses. He never expected that someone was hiding in the alley to attack him. He didn't realize it until he heard the sound of his clothes ripping in the wind. In an instant, his hair stood on end. He had been walking on the edge of a knife for many years, and he still felt this palpitating. First time.

Amidst the strange screams, the expressions of all the wolf guards suddenly changed.

Looking up, he saw a figure soaring into the sky between the houses in front of him, like a sharp arrow that came off the string, leaving only an afterimage.

Zhang Xiang glanced downwards from the corner of his eye, and saw that the fist of the figure wrapped in cloth was already approaching.

At the critical moment, Zhang Xiang tried his best to turn the Yan Ling Saber downwards, but unfortunately he was caught off guard and blocked it too hastily, and was still hit in the chest by a punch from bottom to top.

Bang——

Zhang Xiang's breath condensed, and his face turned red instantly.

Two figures collided in the air above the alley, and the people coming suddenly stopped. Zhang Xiang's strong body was like a polo ball being pulled high into the sky by a stick. He could be seen in several alleys around like the Sky Monkey.

"hiss--"

The dozen or so wolf guards present looked at it with horror in their eyes and stopped without hesitation.

Even if it was a sneak attack, not many people could hit Zhang Xiang so high with one punch, and the force was too much.

The figure wrapped in cloth from head to toe, after releasing Zhang Xiang with a ‘Lushan Shenglong Ba’, did not stop, and landed on the roof. He raised his hand and caught the shaky straw raincoat man under his armpit, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Xiang fell from a high altitude and smashed a gap in the roof, shocking the men and women below to scream.

“You despicable villain, don’t run.”

Liu Yunlin chased a few steps with a knife, but was worried about being ambushed, so he stopped after a dry roar.

At this time, the wolf guard came back to his senses, holding the knife and looking at the direction where the thieves fled, a little hesitant.

“Deputy Envoy Liu, are you going to chase them?”

The meaning of this sentence is naturally to let Liu Yunlin lead the way, but Liu Yunlin didn’t know how many thieves there were on the other side, so he naturally wouldn’t take risks. He lowered his head and looked at Zhang Xiang in the hole in the roof.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem..."

Zhang Xiang was in a mess. He climbed out of the house with a knife in hand, jumped onto the roof from the cave, gritted his teeth and pulled open his clothes, revealing the breastplate underneath.

A striking dent appeared on the smooth breastplate. When he pulled the breastplate out, his muscular chest was covered with bruises.

"Pah--"

Zhang Xiang spat, threw the breastplate on the ground, put away the goose-feather knife in his hand and snorted coldly:

"Forget it, I can't catch up, I'll withdraw... It's really fucking despicable..."

"Yes."

Seeing that the chief officer was defeated, the wolf guards naturally didn't dare to say anything more. They looked at the direction where the thieves left, then put away their knives and scattered away...