number one leader

Chapter 158 Two Heroes
After a pause, Ji Yichun suddenly turned to a smile, "Lord Cui, your plan doesn't seem to be foolproof."

Wherever he looked, Cui Yingsheng certainly saw it, so of course he gritted his teeth and hated it.Unexpectedly, he summoned four more masters to help, but even they couldn't take down a Zuofu, and couldn't catch the helpless Zuofu's family members.Among the four, two are on location, and two are at the peak of interior, with such power and influence, they can walk sideways in this remote Ningzhou!Even if Zuo Fu is a hidden dragon and crouching tiger, how can it be so profound?
"You pinned me here, presumably it was the time when the leader of Ningzhou Yang entered?"

Ningzhou is remote, not like the Central Plains martial arts, the location masters in a state can be counted with both hands.

Of course, Cui Yingsheng also came to his senses, and he was able to attract so many people in the world to come to help him. Except for the Ningzhou leader, who can have such great ability?

"How dare this person stop me from doing things like this, I will definitely slaughter Yangfu in the future!"

The two masters are restraining each other here, and the only ones who can influence the outcome are the people below.At this time, the family members of the Zuo Mansion had been protected by a group of people from all walks of life and escaped from the mansion, and it would be useless for the people in black to guard this place any longer.So Cui Yingsheng turned his eyes sideways, and immediately ordered: "Everyone in black, go and catch the thief over there!"

The black-clothed crowd rushed forward like a tide, and Chu Sheng was mixed among the black-clothed crowd, and quickly chased in the direction where Zuofu's family members fled.

Although the martial arts people who came in a hurry had their own methods, most of them belonged to different sects, and there was not much cooperation between them.They just grabbed people and ran away in a swarm, but the men in black were well-trained and knew how to cooperate with each other and use the terrain.Coupled with the fact that there are so many people in black, one group in the west courtyard was chasing tails, and now another group rushed to help, and the other group rushed forward to block them.

Among them, there was another man with scars all over his body bloody, who was leading the crowd in black clothes and running around endlessly with his martial arts skills on location.

After all, this person is a master of location, how many people in the fleeing team can stop him, seeing his menacing approach, he is the first to charge, everyone's scalp is numb.

"Where to escape!" There was a roar like thunder, and the man with the scar slapped his feet, gathering momentum, but his body was like a streamer, and he charged like a tiger.

He was still in mid-air, the bloody saber light in his hand had already cut three or two slashes one after another, the martial arts guards on the left and right hurriedly turned back to stop him.

But everyone only had time to raise their swords, and the bloody sword light rushed towards them with the fishy wind. It cut off the swords in their hands, and cut off the first few people in half without losing force.Then the last blade of light remained undiminished and sank into the abdomen of a person behind them. The man just had time to howl, and his body flew out involuntarily. By the time he fell to the ground, his body had been severed in two, and he died. The situation is extremely miserable.

This scarred man is enough to stop dozens of people in one person; if he is dragged by him, no one can escape for a while.

But the crowd in black not far away has come clamorously with knives, and what is at stake here is time, so how can they get entangled with this person for a while!

The master of Zuofu's outdoor scenery turned around with a warm voice, and when he saw the miserable state of several people, he put down Zuo's mother, who had been carrying her on his back, and ordered the people around him: "I'm going to go, you must protect the old lady and keep her safe!"

Zuo Xi was on the side, and this young man also had red eyes, and tears fell down involuntarily.At that time, the mansion was under heavy siege, and he stepped forward with the determination to die, even so, he never shed tears.At this moment, he couldn't hold it back. As the saying goes, a man won't shed tears easily, but before he felt sad, he immediately stepped forward and said, "Master! I'll go with you!"

"If you go, who can protect the old lady? You are also a member of Lord Zuo's clan, so don't put your life in danger!"

Although Old Madam Zuo's eyes were covered by a black cloth, she could still hear clearly, she raised her hand to wipe the two lines of tears on her face, and said in a sleepy voice: "Don't go to An Zong, and don't go to Xi'er either."

The guard let out a long sigh, but said: "My elder brother and I have been with Lord Zuo for more than twenty years. My elder brother stayed with Lord Zuo in Beijing, and I stayed by the old lady's side. What's more, the old lady loves me and treats me like a relative. "

"Such a kindness, if you don't repay it now, let alone when!"

Instead, he pushed Zuo Xi away, held the sword in his hand, and walked back step by step.

Zuo Xi wanted to follow, but he turned his head and glared at him. The latter still wanted to speak, but the noisy footsteps of the crowd in black came, and the heroes urged him even more.

"Disciple." Zuo Xi's face was covered with blood and tears, his knees softened, and he went straight towards the guard and knelt down to salute, and shouted loudly: "Disciple, pay homage to Master!"

The guard didn't look back, but just raised his left hand, his right hand Qingfeng pointed at the long street obliquely, blood flowed down his wrist, dripping onto the sword, and fell to the ground drop by drop.

Zuo Xi carried Mrs. Zuo on his back, and finally, accompanied by all the heroes, hurried forward and left.

The man with the scar stopped in his tracks, and he didn't pursue him either. Instead, he was rushed by the black-clothed men on both sides.There were people in black who wanted to surround the guards, but were shunned by them.But raising their foreheads slightly, the black-clothed people had no choice but to pass through the passage of the two of them, and filed from both sides, chasing forward.

"You are also a courageous man." The man with the scar looked at the guard with interest, and made a beheading motion with his left hand, just grinning, "Feed my long knife with the blood from your neck, it must be It helps a lot!”

As he spoke, he brushed the blade of the long knife with his left hand, and sticky blood dripped down his fingers, but he licked it.

The guard's face was calm, but he stepped forward step by step, and said naturally: "Fan Anzong, the sword that splits the wind and kills you. I am here to ask for advice."

The scarred man could hear the will to die from his words, and the mocking expression on his face suddenly retracted, which also showed him the great respect between life and death, and he spoke out.

"The one who kills you is killing you with bloody hands and quick knives!"

As soon as the words fell, a blood-colored horse appeared from the light of the saber in his hand, and he was slashing towards Fan Anzong head-on!
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Running and fleeing all the way, all the way in a hurry, this night is a night of displacement, life and death.

As the saying goes, there are ferocious tigers behind, and hungry wolves in front. When everyone saw the black-clothed people who were waiting for them to bump into them, they all had serious faces, and their hearts were even more serious. will go down.

Chen Aozhi, the fast-sword golden-faced dragon who had been frightened by Yang Jie before and fled hastily, was now holding a long sword, looking at the crowd with great interest, and said jokingly:

"I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Mrs. Zuo's life experience has never been as sad and joyful as she is today, and her old eyes covered under the black cloth have already shed tears.

Feeling that her pace had stopped, she patted Zuoxi tremblingly, and said in a weak voice, "Xi'er, why did you stop?"

An ugly smile appeared on Zuo Xi's face. Even though he knew that the old lady's eyes were blindfolded, he turned his head instinctively, and said in a gentle voice, "Don't worry, old lady. It's just that there are some wild dogs barking in front of you. aisle."

He said it lightly, but how could Mrs. Zuo not be able to guess, she was silent for a moment, and said dryly: "Everyone is a good boy, and they have all done their best for this old bone of mine."

All the heroes were silent, but I heard the old lady choked up and said: "My Zuofu was in distress overnight, and all the heroes around me came to rescue, benevolence, righteousness, propriety and trust, you are all talents of the state."

"I am so old, how many years can I live next to each other?" The old lady patted Zuo Xi's shoulder, her voice choked up, and said, "Gentlemen, this is the end, it's not because you haven't tried your best. It's just God's will, Human life is hard to break. I don’t blame you, and I certainly won’t blame you.”

"Please bring Xi'er and Lan'er to fight out together, and just leave this old bone of mine to fend for itself!"

When everyone heard these words, their hearts were sour, but there was even more pride in their chests.

One of them raised his knife and said with emotion: "Why did Mrs. Zuo come here! We are not at the end of the road, how can we abandon the old lady!"

When one person spoke, everyone spoke up, and some even laughed passionately, "We martial arts practitioners are rude, and we don't understand any major principles. But righteousness is the first word, how can we allow our feet to be bound!"

"A certain person has no long body, but still has a passion for blood, and the long knife in his hand is still sharp! Life and death are great, and righteousness cannot be abandoned, but it is just a life. I will not regret it!"

"If you die for righteousness today, you will be a hero again in 30 years; if you retreat and run away now, even if you live another 30 years, how can you laugh at the world!"

"Your Excellency Zuo is the head of the six gentlemen, and a model and good minister in the world! It is me from Ningzhou again. If the old lady is in trouble, if I, a warrior from Ningzhou, retreat, how should the other eighteen states treat us? Isn't it true? Do you all think that our Ningzhou warriors are all cowards? Or even Mr. Zuo’s family can’t take good care of them, and dare not protect them?”

Although life and death are at stake, the heroic words of all the chivalrous men dispelled the great fear between life and death.

At the end of a few words, someone shouted loudly: "Old lady, follow behind me, and I will sacrifice my life to fight a bloody path for you. I will definitely not teach people in the world to look down on me, a hero in Ningzhou!"

After hearing this, Mrs. Zuo burst into tears, but she couldn't even utter a word.

"I'm going!" One person shouted loudly, brandished his knife and rushed forward, meeting the crowd in black with their long swords held high, with the thought of dying.

"I'm going too!" Another two or three followed closely behind, speaking with pride and looking away decisively.

"I'm going to wait!"

All the heroes formed a group, like sharp knives piercing into the black-clothed crowd, all of them were brave and fearless, flipping the sword in their hands, and gouged out a gap in the black-clothed crowd as soon as they took over.

Zuo Xi and the remaining three or two guards were all in the center, covering Mrs. Zuo and Zuo Peilan, and rushed into the crowd abruptly.

All that resounded in my ears were shouts, hacks, and swords, all noisy and surging.

The rest of the group of heroes is a total of 27 people, and there are 12 people who have passed a third of the street surrounded by black people in front.

Such 12 people, all of them are brave and fearless, and have suffered numerous wounds. Even if the sword in their hands was broken, they bravely stepped forward to throw their bodies at the crowd in black, and exchanged their lives for these 25 steps totaling ten feet away. way.

This is the end of a long street, and these people in black are guarding here, and the area they occupy is more than twenty feet long.

After piercing through this group of black clothes, there will be no obstacles in front of them, and they only need to get rid of the black clothes behind them to escape; and this place is Ningzhou City, and everyone has lived in or around the city for a long time, and they are more familiar with the topography and streets of the city. is very familiar.It can be said that once they have passed the life and death road of more than twenty feet, they have escaped from life.

Only the first ten feet, 12 heroes died; and the remaining ten feet need more lives to fill.

As soon as he rushed into the black-clothed crowd, the left, right, front, back, and four sides were all enemies, and the tunic knife held by the black-clothed crowd would come from nowhere.

If you can block a knife in the face, can you also block a horizontal slash from the left?Can it block the right side pick and cut?

Moreover, there are so many people in black, and it is inconvenient to move around if they are crowded here. If you look up, you are all enemies, and anyone will feel desperate.

Lu Lingsha was also on the outside, her pretty face was spattered with blood, and the long sword in her hand had already been slashed by the corset knife, so she just threw it away.

There were long knives slashing everywhere, and the woman suddenly looked up, her waist was light, and the four long and narrow knives passed by the seemingly weak face. .

Her body was like a Hongqiao bridge, her jade arms hung sideways, when she was cut by a tunic knife, she shook her left hand, and two sharp spikes slipped from her sleeves, and she wrapped her backhand on the iron ring worn on the middle finger of her right hand.

When she stood up, Lu Lingsha already had the Emei thorn in her hand, she raised her right palm flat, and with a flick of her wrist, the Emei thorn spun erratically.At that moment, with her swinging her arm, she passed the throat of a black dress, and then relying on her Emei body style "Tai Miao White Ape Step", she was walking among the black clothes with dexterity and lightness, and her fingers moved erratically. Stabbing to the left and stabbing to the right, facing the tunic knife approaching her body, she would swing one by one, and the Emei thorn would turn as soon as she swung it. As she moved, she could easily avoid the blade of the knife, but instead took people's lives sideways.

But even so, there is Chen Aozhi sitting in the crowd among the black-clothed crowd. His sword is as fast as lightning, flipping and killing, even if there are heroes fighting with their lives, it will be difficult to match.

After another five feet away, when everyone leaned against one place and were out of breath, they looked around and saw that none of the remaining 15 heroes returned to their positions.

As the saying goes, every time more dogs are slaughtered with righteousness, it is exactly like this.

At that time, people often sighed and called this narrow and long street in Ningzhou City "Huangquan Yingjie Road", thinking that the last ten feet of the road paved with bluestone was covered with the blood of Ningzhou Yingjie.And the 21 seven Ningzhou Wulin people who died on the road were collectively called "Ningzhou 27 Heroes", heroes of the state, and most of them came here to worship.

Ningzhou is located in the corner of Linhai, and has always been regarded as a narrow place by the Central Plains martial arts.Although they don't regard them as shameless like Beirong, they usually look down upon them; they think that this place is full of people who don't understand etiquette and justice, and the people who practice martial arts here are more likely to be fierce bandits.

But after this incident, people all over the world have changed their perception of Ningzhou.

(End of this chapter)