Zeng Shiquan's eyes were still on Xiao Jin Shiyue. When he heard the voice, he knew it was too late. He turned around and was about to stop Ji Yeping when the wind suddenly started blowing behind his head.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a flat kick from Hu Feng. He quickly turned around and bent his waist. At the same time, he avoided Chu Yuan's slap on the back of his head. With a "pop" sound, he received a kick in the ribs and let go of the steel knife. Get away on the spot, He Xi chases him away, Fang Yinhe wants to come to help, Feng Hongye roars up and attacks him with a barrage of sticks, Feng Quanxiao also wants to block him with a halberd, Kang Huai is there With a last wave of his hand, Qingfeng's hundred-refined dragon-subduing cable steel chain flew around his neck. There was a bang in Yun Bianqing's hand, and the chain gun flew out, also catching Feng Quanxiao's left shoulder. He took advantage of the situation and quickly stepped forward. Lu Huangqiao jumped up and jumped behind Feng Quanxiao. Lu Huangqiao shook his hand and three golden lights appeared, hitting Chu Yuan and the other three people. At the same time, he shouted behind him: "What are you waiting for?"

The ships on both wings had already pulled up the anchor stones and surrounded the center. They were afraid of hurting their own people, but they did not dare to fire their muskets and crossbows randomly. On the "Rebellion Righteous Heroes" ship, a group of swordsmen drew their weapons, but they all waited and watched. From the look of it, the people on the hill didn't move, and they didn't move either.

But I saw Himenohei's body leaping in the air with blood hanging from his head. His head was already close to the height of the eaves of the second floor of the ship building. At this moment when time was almost frozen, a ball of red tassels was shaking, and a spear was like a flying snake spitting out a message. Under the eaves.

Seeing the tip of the gun coming towards his chest, Guo Shuronghua twisted his chest and waist slightly to let the gun head pass. He held the gun shaft with his left hand and guided it to his side. He raised the bottom of the sword pocket with his right hand and slid the sword spine forward against the front third of the gun shaft. go,.

Ji Yeping's spear stabbed hard, and the gun barrel went in quickly. He followed the gun, and in half an instant, his left hand in front was about to reach the tip of Guo Shuronghua's sword. He quickly let go of his front hand, With your right hand, swing up the gun barrel and pull it to the left and rear. Your body will roll on the gun barrel. Your back and left arm will turn back and press on the gun barrel. The force will immediately become horizontal. This style is called "Tai Gong Picking Faces", which means picking. In fact, it is a combination of provocation and provocation. The purpose of provocation is to pinpoint and change the enemy's center of gravity. Provocation is to concentrate your efforts after finding the center of gravity. Provocation is purely a skill. Dial with a thousand pounds is about bullying others with strength. Himenohei practiced it. When the horse is tied up on the ground, the rice bag weighing hundreds of kilograms can be picked up and flew up, and it can be used as a shuttlecock for kicking.

With his skill and weight, even if he is in the air, it will not be a problem to pick up a lot of people.

But he forgot that his opponent was Guo Shuronghua.

I saw Guo Dugong moving his sword before moving, his little black boots fluttered and swirled with butterfly wings, his bright silver clothes spread out with a splash, he rolled on his back and turned the pole, and his body was on the other side of the big gun in an instant. This time, not only himself The focus point was gone, and the gun tip had been guided into the window of the ship building. The gun barrel was stuck on the edge of the window frame. At this moment, the green and cold sword tip was still pointing at him, as if it were the hilt of the sword. The brother of the last pair of eyes is the third eye of Duke Guo.

Ji Yeping's body is still moving forward, which is equivalent to sending himself to the tip of the opponent's sword.

There is no room for thinking at this moment, and no room for regret at this moment.

In this brief moment, a person moved.

Chang Sihao.

,,Ji Yeping was either killed or injured by this sword, and he had to save him.

He pressed the table with his left hand and stood up with his body hunched over.

Suddenly, a cracking pain came from the abdomen, and the movement of drawing the sword was hesitant.

The tip of Guo Shuronghua's sword was tilted, and it was in front of him in an instant.

The sword light made Chang Sihao subconsciously close his eyes, and there was a sharp "ding" in his ears, something was wrong.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and with a "click" sound, a small golden sword was nailed into the eaves of the ship building.

In the consciousness of dodging, his body condensed for a moment, and he sat back naturally. At this moment, he only heard in his ears "chi, ka, peng, deng, pounce, Brother Feng did a good job, click, click," "Ouch, ping ping ping ping ping ping" and other sounds were intertwined and messy.

That small golden sword was issued by Chu Yuan. After his sneak attack on Zeng Shiquan failed, he was waiting for pursuit. The three small swords that Lu Huangqiao had hit were already in front of him. He hurriedly threw off his robe and sleeved two of them in his hands. As soon as he looked up and saw that Ji Yeping was about to miss, Chang Sihao leaned over and was drawing his sword. He quickly turned around and knocked out the two small swords at the same time. At the same time, he kicked off his feet and chased the sword.

In his haste, his shot was not high enough, and one of the two small swords flew towards Guo Shuronghua's waist, and the other towards Chang Sihao's face.

Chang Sihao didn't pay attention, but Guo Shuronghua could see it. When he shot one of the swords away for Chang Sihao, he twisted his waist as hard as he could. There was a "chi" sound, and another small sword was stuck in the clothes under his side. , At the same time, Ji Yehei threw away the gun barrel and hit it with both palms.

The strong wind swept across my face.

His hair fluttered in the wind beside his ears, making him look like an immortal.

Before he could withdraw his sword in time, Guo Shuronghua flipped his left palm.

"Card,,,"

The floor beneath his feet was cracked, and Ji Yehei's huge body flew into the air, like a projectile hitting the stone wall.

The reason why Chu Yuan hit Chang Sihao with the small sword was not to "surround Wei and save Zhao", but because he misunderstood that Chang Sihao also wanted to deal with Ji Yeping, so he immediately flew up after firing the hidden weapon, hoping to assist in the attack and share the pressure for Ji Yeping. , but unexpectedly, after Ji Yeping and Guo Shuronghua exchanged palms, their bodies were shot back to face him. He could not avoid it in the air, so he had to reach out and hug him.

There was only a muffled sound in the ears of everyone, as if a stone had hit the thick cotton door curtain.

At this time, Yun Bianqing pulled the chain gun and jumped over Feng Quanxiao's head. After his feet touched the ground, his position was in line with Kang Huai on the bow of the ship. Feng Quanxiao was in the middle, and his neck and left shoulder were respectively entangled by soft soldiers. As long as The two of them pulled each other, and their bodies must have been torn apart in the struggle. Yun Bianqing pulled his wrist, twisted his body and took a step forward. A "peng" sound sounded in the air. Before he could figure out what was going on, he had already been beaten by Ji. Yeping and Chu Yuan collided with him, sending him flying into the air.

At the same time, Feng Quanxiao saw him coming towards him, and knew that the opportunity was not to be missed. He endured the suffocation from being wrapped around his neck and pointed the halberd in his hand upward. Kang Huai saw that the situation was not good and increased his strength. Shaking his shoulders and pulling back the belt, the Qingfeng Hundred Refined Dragon Subduing Cable "climbed" to the ground and stretched straight. Feng Quanxiao gritted his teeth and felt that he couldn't bear it. He hurriedly tried his best to put the halberd on the deck, lowered his buttocks and sat on his hips. The uppers of the boots are split open, the bones of the neck are cracking, and the halberd pole is tightly held still.

Yun Bianqing kicked up his arms and legs, fell down on his back, and with a "plop" sound, the halberd penetrated his back and chest, piercing him through the chest.

Feng Hongye swung his big stick like a storm, forcing Fang Yinhe to retreat continuously. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but feel relieved, and shouted: "Brother Feng, good job," but he saw Feng Quanxiao holding the halberd firmly with both hands. The steel chain was inserted into his neck by an inch, his face was as purple and swollen as an eggplant, his eyes were wide open, and the ferocious smile at the corner of his mouth had solidified.

After Ji Yeping and Chu Yuan collided with Feiyun Bianqing, they also saw this situation while they were rolling on the ground. Their minds immediately came together, and they both kicked off the ground to accelerate while rolling. They stood up, one to the left and one to the right, to surround Kang Huai. .

Hu Feng and He Xi pursued Zeng Shiquan and blocked him under the eaves of the first floor of the ship building. Due to the intensive attack, he never slowed down. Lu Huangqiao leaned against the ship's railing, holding two Taiyi Golden Edge Swords in his hands. His head was shaking from left to right, and he couldn't decide whether to help him or Kang Huai first. Suddenly, he heard the heroes on the "Rebellion Righteous" ship seem to be shouting something. Before he could hear it clearly, he felt a chill behind him. , being hugged on the back like an octopus as wet as an octopus, he turned his head sharply, and a strange face appeared on his left shoulder, with gray hair, and square mesh marks on his facial features and flesh, oozing blood everywhere, like a quilt. Shengle cooked pork elbow in sauce.

He was startled, and suddenly realized that this person was Lu Taiheng. Just as he was about to shake it off with all his strength, Lu Taiheng's eyes were about to burst, and he opened his mouth and bit him sideways. With a "click" sound, half of his ear was torn off.

Lu Huangqiao screamed, and the small golden sword fell to the ground. He pushed and scratched behind him with both hands, and dug his thumb into Lu Taiheng's left eye socket with a "chirp" sound. Immediately, the water flowed and blood spurted out like mud, but Lu Taiheng seemed to have gone crazy. , his legs were tightly wrapped around Lu Huangqiao's waist, and he didn't care about anything. He opened his mouth and bit his neck again. The soldiers and officers around him looked at his deflated eyes with white veins hanging on his face, which were yellow and burnt. His teeth were still digging into the flesh with all their strength, and the blood lines sprang up like a living clam spitting water. For a moment, they all retreated in fright.

At this time, Lang Xingke and Yu Tiecheng were climbing up with their hands on the boat. Their bodies were wet and their clothes were torn. The skin was ulcerated in many places and their flesh and blood were blurred. It turned out that they had fallen into the water under the bombardment just now, and they had one thing in mind. , swung their heads down the river, intending to carve out the bottom of the Dongchang flagship ship. Unexpectedly, the bottoms of these ships were hung with blood spider webs in advance. As soon as they pressed forward, they were stuck. Fortunately, the three of them had excellent water skills. It took a long time to hold their breath underwater. Lang Xingke and Yu Tiecheng first struggled to save Lu Taiheng, and then they themselves tore and pulled him, and finally got out of the water.

The small hooks on the blood spider web were all poisoned by Dongchang. They thought of the tragic situation of Long Bo Shu before his death and knew that they were also in danger, so they ignored it as soon as they climbed up. Lang Xingke and Yu Tiecheng raised their heads while climbing up. Lu Taiheng had already hugged Lu Huangqiao tightly, and was about to climb over the boat rail with his hands to help. Suddenly, there was a "ping ping ping ping" in the distance, and several bloody holes were opened in their backs.

When I looked back, on the "Rebellious Justice" ship, in the smoke drifting away in the wind, Chen Zhibin was slowly lowering his hand. The gunmen in the front row of the Qin family retreated to reload, and the gunmen in the rear row switched teams. They looked forward again, their movements uniform, their eyes filled with hatred and anger, their fingers loosened, they turned and fell into the river, and were instantly swept away by the current.

"Crunch,,"

Chang Sihao leaned back on the chair and made a slight sound, then his buttocks were firmly seated.

Guo Shuronghua leaned across the table, pressed his right hand with his left hand, and slowly pushed the piece of "Ten Miles of Time" that he had pulled out back into the sheath. He smiled warmly and said, "I accept your wishes, please rest assured, Master Hou. Ronghua can still handle this kind of situation,"

Chang Sihao looked at the small golden sword stuck in his clothes under his right flank. The flesh on his face twitched slightly. There was a feeling in his heart that he didn't dare to look at him. He loosened the five fingers of his right hand and slowly Leave the hilt of the sword and place it back on the armrest of the chair.

Guo Shuronghua smiled and pulled out the small sword from his side. The blood was like ink staining paper, and it opened beautifully.

The officers were all stunned: this was the first time in many years that they had seen the governor bleeding from an injury.

The golden light flows away with trembling hands.

Lu Huangqiao was being bitten and his whole body ached, and he had nothing to lose. Suddenly, he stopped moving on his back. He tried to look sideways and saw that Lu Taiheng's temple had been pierced by a small sword. His eyebrows were downturned and his mouth felt like apricots. He exhaled "Oh", feeling relieved and heaped it on the ground.

"Mr. Lu," Feng Hongye attacked with two quick moves and pulled away this way. Fang Yinhe chased him with a knife, but he didn't know that he had caught the trick. He saw Feng Hongye bending down suddenly while pulling away, and stuck with the stick continuously. The ground was swung round, and it was swept from behind. Fang Yinhe took a big lunge and tried to hide. He quickly put the steel knife in his hand down to block. There was a "chirp", but it was blocked. He was surprised. Why was there still a sound while blocking the air, but the front foot that landed on the ground suddenly couldn't hold its strength, and fell to the deck with a "gudong" sound. When I looked at it, there was a bloody hole in the middle of the leg, and the kneecap had been completely blown away by the head of the stick. It was so dramatic The pain came, and he screamed, hugging his knees and rolling over.

Feng Hongye was even more unforgiving once he succeeded. He swung the big stick in the air and hit Fang Yinhe on the top of his head.

Seeing that the situation was not going well, Fang Yinhe hurriedly pushed to the ground and rolled back. At the same time, he stabbed diagonally on the upper deck of the ship. There was a "whoosh" sound, and the red gun flew over, piercing Feng Hongye's right heel and nailing him to the deck. , Feng Hongye nailed his hind leg, and fell forward. The force of the blow was weak but did not change. The stick just reached Fang Yinhe's injured leg, and with a "click" sound, his ankle bone was broken, and he He also fell to the ground.

The officers swarmed up and chopped them randomly with their knives.

Feng Hongye saw him standing up with his eyebrows raised, his eyes glaring, his teeth gritted and he suddenly spun around. At this moment, his right Achilles tendon tore and separated from the barrel of the gun. He then swung the big stick in a circle. People heard a chaotic sound of "crack-plop-plop-plop-plop-dang-dang-dang" in their ears, and more than a dozen officers were shot into the air with their swords and guns in their hands.

People bumped into each other, people hit each other, and there were endless sounds of falling and falling into the water. Feng Hongye concentrated his energy and staggered to a halt. Three sections of a stick made of cooked copper plate with flowers and beads on it were carried on his shoulder with blood-yellow heads, and his right foot was crooked. Dragging, blood dripped from the back of his ankle to the tip of his boot, drawing a circle around his body, like the sun blazing on the edge.

Seeing his sharp eyes like a wounded beast, the rest of the soldiers couldn't help but feel terrified. They didn't dare to move forward with their swords and guns in hand. They took him as the center and retreated in all directions.

Fang Yinhe's injured leg was also streaked with blood. He leaned on the deck and propped himself up with his elbows. He couldn't help but move back and shouted: "Get down and shoot the arrows." The officers nearby were busy bending down. , leaving a space, the soldiers in the distance fired a volley of bows and crossbows, with a continuous "push" sound, shooting Feng Hongye into a stack of arrows.

From Ji Yeping's leap to taking action to Feng Hongye knocking everyone away, it only took a few seconds to count. Everything happened too fast. Yan Linyuan had just been helped up and saw Feng Quanxiao, Lang Xingke, Yu Tiecheng, and Lu Taiheng one after another. Death, followed by Feng Hongye, who was covered in arrows, his eyes wide open with anger, and he was still holding on one leg to keep himself from falling. He couldn't help but let out a "Wow" and vomited out another mouthful of blood. Yan Shumei felt his hands sink and hurriedly Hold on harder.

On the bow of the ship, Kang Huai's dragon rope was wrapped around the corpse's neck and could not be retrieved for a while, so he had to drop it with his bare hands. He was forced by Ji Yeping and Chu Yuan's fast attack to retreat to the tip of the bow in two or three steps. He turned over When they reached the corner, Ji and Chu quickly followed up, punching and kicking his lower abdomen and front knees.

Kang Huai stepped back and raised his knees, letting one leg pass and blocking a punch. Ji Yeping's punch was in the air, and he used the momentum of the punch to punch downward. He made a big split with his waist and legs from behind, and moved forward with his feet in a wide arc. It was shaped like a half-moon, with the heel slashing down. Kang Huaiqing knew that this move was too powerful, but there was no way to retreat, so he had to cross his forearms and push up with all his strength. The exposed abdomen was immediately slapped, "Peng" There was a muffled sound on the ground, and the whole person was shot into the air and plunged straight into the river.

When Chu Yuan withdrew his palm, he stooped, held up his chest and vomited out a mouthful of blood. Ji Yeping knew in his heart: This was not caused by Kang Huai's internal force, but because he and Guo Shuronghua hit him after that palm. He acted as a mediator in the middle, and his injuries were lighter than his. And after he landed, he could immediately assist him in attacking Kanghuai. This was just to hold on to seize the opportunity, so he quickly stepped in and hooked him under his arm. When asking about his injuries, he heard garbled voices behind him. He turned around and saw Hu Feng, He Xi and Zeng Shiquan with fast punches like rain. They forced Zeng Shiquan into the first floor of the ship building. The edges were peeling off as if they were exploding. Chu Yuan stared straight in the eyes and shouted: "Leave me alone,"

Ji Yeping rushed out following the words and went straight to Feng Hongye in the center of the deck.

Anyone who saw it would understand: Zhang Er's red gun was stuck diagonally next to it, and he was trying to steal it.

Fang Yinhe shouted: "Shoot, shoot,"

When Ji Yeping rushed forward, he saw a rain of arrows covering the sky. He saw that Feng Quanxiao's squatting body was not far away, and there was something bright and curling on the deck. In a flash, he made a small leap and raised his body sideways. He landed on the curled and shining thing in a sliding shovel position, and used the momentum of inertia to slide forward.

That curling and shining thing was the Qingfeng Hundred-Refined Dragon-Subduing Cable, which had been abandoned by Kang Huai just now, and now it had become his "ice cart".

Since the friction between the steel chain and the deck was small, there was a "chi, rang, rang" sound, and his big body quickly slid past Feng Quanxiao, and the arrow rain "tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk" chased him in a long string above his head, like a mass overwhelmed by the strong wind. Sesame ground.

Yun Bianqing was face up to the sky and was penetrated by the euphorbia. The blood on his body flowed down and formed a puddle on the deck. The steel chain slid over and was moistened with blood. The speed increased again. Fang Yinhe barely had time to react. Ji Yeping, who seemed to be lying on a red magic carpet, arrived in an instant. He slid past Feng Hongye and at the same time pulled out the red gun with one hand, stretched his waist and jumped up, swung the big gun in the air, .

This red gun was like a bamboo wood bent by the strong wind. When the wind stopped, it suddenly rebounded. After a crisp "pop" sound, people blinked and looked again. Fang Yinhe on the deck had long lost his head, and his red and white flesh was broken into pieces. From the lower jaw upward, a puddle spread out in a fan shape. An eyeball popped out seven or eight feet away. It bounced and landed on the tip of a crossbowman's boot. The crossbowman was so frightened that he didn't know how to pull out. He stepped forward and flicked his foot, but instead returned to the crossbow and pulled the trigger, nailing the top of his foot and the eyeball to the deck. After shooting, he still didn't recover, and he didn't feel the pain. His finger was still "clicking" and "clicking" on the empty trigger. "Keep buckling.

A big spear should be blocked and used as a stick, and it is taboo to use it as a stick. However, Ji Yeping's move is all stick moves, which is against common sense, but everyone who sees it understands what he means.

Of course Feng Hongye understood this best. At this moment, blood was dripping from the tail of every arrow on his body, but his eyes were filled with relief. He smiled at Ji Yeping's back and lowered his head.

Ji Yeping felt this moment of life disappearing. He did not look back. He just held the gun with his right hand, stood up slowly, put the gun barrel under his arm, and with a slight shake of his left hand, pulled the dragon rope from Feng Quanxiao's neck. Shake it off and throw it forward, the tip of the rope is caught behind the tassel of the gun.

This posture looks like holding a fishing rod.
Chapter completed!