Peerless Pirates

Seeing that Song Zheng was getting closer and closer to the other party, suddenly, the person behind him shouted, "Brother, it doesn't matter if he is Song Xiaolang or not, just hold it first. Young Master is still waiting for our reply." With that, the person behind him began to move forward.

Come.

The person in front of him also reacted and shouted in the same way: "Boy, stop." Then he took out the weapon from behind his waist, which was a steel knife.

Song Zheng secretly screamed, squatting down and shouting: "Brothers, you have really recognized the wrong person, don't kill me!" He took advantage of the situation and pulled out the fish intestine sword on his calf, making it stick to him.

On his arm, he just used his forearms to block the sword. Then, he held his head with both hands, as if he was really frightened. This is also thanks to the fish intestine sword itself being silver-gray, otherwise, even if it is dark, it will reflect

A glimmer of cold light will definitely lead to a hard battle.

The black figure in front was startled when Song Zheng squatted down, and he clenched the knife tightly. But he vaguely saw the other person holding his head in his hands, looking like a coward begging for mercy. He relaxed and said with a smile: "You know what you are doing.

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Despite his words, the man was extremely cautious, pointed the steel knife in his hand at Song Zheng, and slowly came closer. At this time, the man behind Song Zheng also slowed down, and also slowly approached with the steel knife in his hand.

Song Zheng covered his head with his hands and kept begging for mercy: "Two eldest brothers, please do well, I am just a pawn, I don't know anything. I am the only seedling in the Song family's eighteen acres of land, and I am not married yet.

We haven’t carried on the family lineage yet.” He pretended to beg for mercy while staring ahead and listening carefully to what was going on behind him. The pace of the two people was surprisingly consistent, and they were at the same distance from him. At first glance, they had been specially trained to cooperate.

Infinite.

The two men's movements were the same. The steel sword was straight and flat, the body was half-bowed, and the left and right feet were exchanged. They moved forward tentatively without leaving any holes. Song Zheng immediately realized that this was a master. No matter how violently he launched a sneak attack, the opponent would still be able to move forward.

It can always be sealed with a knife. Besides, I am using a short sword, so it will be even more difficult to get close.

What to do? Seeing that the two people were getting closer and closer to him, Mr. Song, who was not willing to be tied up, suddenly had an idea and stood up straight. The two people were naturally startled, and they were immediately more than ten feet away from Song Zheng.

Stop and shout in unison: "Don't move!"

At this time, Mr. Song still had the same aggrieved tone: "Brother, I still have two taels of silver here, take it." He reached into his arms with his left hand, held two ingots of silver weighing two taels, and took them out.

.The dagger is still held upside down in the right hand and placed close to the side of the body.

Song Zheng said: "Brothers, I only have two taels of silver here. Let me buy a pot of wine to drink. Although the money is not much, it is also a little bit of my heart." Song Zheng spoke and took one of the ingots of silver lightly.

Throw it to the person in front. Song Zheng didn't throw it very fast, but the person was still very careful. When he saw a group of black shadow coming, he ducked to the side. The ingot of silver fell to the ground, and when it touched the bluestone paving the street, it made a slight sound.

The crisp sound of metal clashing.

"It's really silver!" Song Zheng defended, then suddenly turned around and threw another silver coin hard at the man behind him. In the darkness, Song Zheng couldn't correct his position, anyway, it was aimed at the black shadow.

The guy in the middle.

At such a close distance, even with Song Zheng throwing it with all his strength, it was difficult for the immortal to dodge, not to mention that the other party was not prepared at all and there was a second ingot of silver. This ingot of silver was like a small cannonball, impartially hitting the lower abdomen. Even if it was again

If it were moved down two inches, it would hit the vitality. Even so, the man still groaned and bent over in pain.

"I'll kill you while you're sick." This was Mr. Song's wise words. He immediately kicked the ground, his body suddenly started, and he rushed towards the man. The fish intestine sword in his hand was no longer hidden, but with a coolness.

Stab the opponent.

In fact, both opponents were very good. When Song Zheng suddenly hit the silver bullet, the two of them realized that something was wrong. However, the speed of this "silver bullet" was too fast, and the people behind them were immediately hit.

When Song Zheng activated it, the person in front of him had already reacted. He immediately shouted angrily, and the steel knife drew a cold light and struck behind Song Zheng. Its speed was actually not much slower than Song Zheng's.

At this time, the man who had been hit by the "silver bullet" covered his lower abdomen with his left hand to endure the severe pain, and quickly stretched the knife forward with his right hand. However, it was already too late. Song Zheng was so fast that it had already crashed into his body.

In his arms, the fish intestine sword stabbed the opponent's chest fiercely. This person was frightened and hurriedly wanted to turn to the other side. So, the fish intestine sword was inserted into the opponent's right clavicle. Because Song Zheng was fast,

The force of the collision was also very strong, and the opponent was immediately knocked down on his back.

When the opponent fell, Song Zheng also pulled out the Fish Gut Sword and did not cut it horizontally. In fact, he had to pull out the sword because after this delay, another person had already rushed in front of him, following him like a shadow, and the steel knife was pointed at Song.

Zheng's head said hello.

Song Zheng raised the Yuyang Sword diagonally upward, and it hit the opponent's steel knife. Since the man was angry, his hand was particularly strong. The steel knife made a "click" sound and broke immediately. Song Zheng himself

He was also hit by the opponent and staggered. He quickly rolled to his side and stood up against a pillar of the house on the street, breathing heavily.

Although Song Zheng used the power of the Fish Gut Sword to cut off the opponent's steel knife, his tiger's mouth also exploded, and his whole arm became numb and he could hardly lift it. This also shows the strength of the opponent's momentum.

After the man knocked back Song Zheng, he quickly took two steps, squatted down, and shouted: "Jiao Er! Jiao Er! How are you?"

"I'm fine, brother," Jiao Er, who was underground, sat up and said, "Brother, this person is Song Xiaolang. Please capture him quickly so that we can deal with the young master."

"I know, but you..."

"I'm really fine. This kid's dagger only pierced my shoulder and didn't hurt anywhere else." Jiao Er explained, and then said anxiously: "Jiao Da, go quickly!"

When Jiao Da heard this, he knew that his brother was not of any importance, so he stood up straight and faced Song Zheng and said, "I heard people say that Song Xiaolang is very resourceful, and today I saw that he was really extraordinary." Jiao Da said something, and his voice suddenly became high-pitched: "

You brat, you dare to hurt my brother, I'm telling you clearly now, you are in trouble!"

"Hmph, I'll let your brother go, don't be dissatisfied!" Song Zheng sneered: "If my dagger just cut across instead of stabbing, I wonder what would have happened? I'm afraid your brother's head would have been moved."

Song Zheng's words made the other party speechless.

"Fart! I was hiding quickly." Jiao Er, who had been hit by the sword, was furious. Jiao Da no longer hesitated, immediately picked up Jiao Er's steel knife and rushed towards Song Zheng.

Damn it, it seems that people cannot be soft-hearted. If you are soft-hearted, you will not be able to eliminate evil. Although the tiger's mouth is gaping, Song Zheng is still fighting high-spirited. Young Master Song, who wants to try his own kung fu, also rushes straight towards Jiao Da. (give

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