Peerless Pirates

Song Zheng rushed out of the Taoist temple. The sky was dark at this time. With Song Zheng's eyesight, he could barely distinguish the infinite bloody evolution of the figures fighting within a few dozen feet.

More than ten feet away from Song Zheng, there was a man with his left arm hanging down and his whole body covered in blood. However, he was still wielding a steel knife in his right hand. He shouted angrily and slashed at the five assassins who besieged him - it was Zhang Chong. I want to come to Zhang Chong He also knew the importance of Lang Bochuan and tried hard to rescue him, but was blocked by others.

A few dozen feet further, Lang Bochuan was leaning against a big rock, half-bowed, wondering if he was injured. There were only five or six guards left in front of him, and the situation was precarious. From the entrance to the mountain to the big rocks, he walked all the way. Many corpses fell. Especially those of the guards, all lying motionless in a pool of blood. The assassins had no intention of leaving anyone alive and tried to kill them all.

Among the assassins, there was one who was wielding a pair of silver dragon spears in a cunning and ruthless manner. Every three or two blows, a guard would fall in a pool of blood. Song Zheng also knew this man, and it turned out to be Long Zhanfeng, whom he had fought against in Fengjie. .

In an instant, Song Zheng understood the origin of these assassins, they must be Lang Boyan!

As for how these assassins were able to break through the siege at the bottom of the mountain and come up the mountain, it is not difficult to understand. If Jiang Kui was there to respond, these people could go up the mountain with great arrogance without having to pass any checkpoints.

Without hesitation, Song Zheng kicked the ground violently and rushed towards Lang Bochuan like an arrow. He held the sword stick in his left hand and drew the fish intestine sword from his calf with his right hand. When he reached Zhang Chong, he raised both hands at the same time, with the tip of the stick on the left It penetrated the neck of one assassin, and the fish intestine sword in his right hand slashed across the abdomen of another assassin.

Then, Song Zheng passed by Zhang Chong and bumped into the middle of the other two assassins. With a backhand sword, he opened the ribs of another assassin. With the power of the fish intestine sword, half of the assassin's chest had been cut open and blood flowed out. Shoot out.

In the blink of an eye, the three assassins were dead or injured and lost their fighting power. Song Zheng did not waste any time and accelerated towards Lang Bochuan. Until this time, the assassin injured by Song Zheng let out a cry of pain. His neck was stabbed. He died on the spot. The one who was injured in the abdomen dropped the knife and clutched his stomach tightly, but his intestines still came out. As for the assassin who cut his ribs, he screamed in pain and tried to clamp his arms desperately, but he couldn't help but The earth wants to stop the bleeding.

Zhang Chong was stunned at first, and then overjoyed. Three opponents fell, and Zhang Chong regained his courage and slashed at the other two assassins.

Song Zheng's figure quickly slid across a distance of more than ten feet and rushed into the crowd of assassins. At this time, there were about thirty assassins, surrounding Lang Bochuan and slashing wildly. None of them thought that Song Zheng could come from behind. Kill to.

Song Zheng shook his left hand, and the sword and stick merged into one, turning into a short stick. In such a crowded place, the short stick and the fish intestine sword can play their greatest role. He raised his left hand and smashed it hard. On the back of the assassin's head, the assassin's brain exploded in an instant. Song Zheng's right hand passed through the neck of an assassin, and then inserted into the back of the assassin in front of him. These assassins were caught off guard, and three of them died immediately. .

After killing three people in a row, these assassins reacted. Long Zhanfeng was also taken aback, and immediately shouted, "Stop him! Stop him!" Soon four or five people turned around and rushed towards Song Zheng, holding knives in their hands. Either chopping or cutting, stabbing or prodding, they all greeted Song Zheng.

Song Zheng did not dare to delay, and rolled forward on the spot. The swords of the assassins all missed one after another. Then, Song Zheng raised his arms, stuck the short stick into the crotch of one assassin, and the fish intestine sword also fell from the crotch of another assassin. Drill in.

After the blow was successful, Song Zheng turned around on the ground, kicked his feet diagonally upwards, and kicked the knees of the other two assassins. The two assassins suffered heavy injuries to their knees and fell forward. Song Zheng took advantage of With the force of the shock, the stick handle and sword hilt hit the ground hard, and he jumped up.

Before Song Zheng could stand up straight, there was a sound of wind behind his head. Song Zheng thought for a moment, turned back with his short stick, and knocked away the sneak attack of the steel knife. He used the opportunity to use his waist strength, turned around, and sent the fish intestine sword forward. Insert into the attacker's chest.

At this moment, Long Zhanfeng's left pistol was holding the steel knife of one of the guards, but his right pistol penetrated the abdomen of another guard and hit Lang Bochuan. But Lang Bochuan was so frightened that he didn't know how to dodge.

Song Zheng was so anxious that he knocked away the assassin in front of him and shouted, "Long Zhanfeng, look at the sword!" He flicked his hand and tried to throw the fish intestine sword out, but he knew that it was too late anyway.

It was too late to say that, and the world was about to survive. Long Zhanfeng wanted to crucify Lang Bochuan, but when he heard Song Zheng shouting, he was so frightened that he quickly ducked, but the gun in his right hand also slowed down. He had fought with Song Zheng, Song Zheng almost snatched away both of his guns with his bare hands, leaving a psychological shadow on Long Zhanfeng. Hearing Song Zheng's cry, he ducked subconsciously without thinking.

Once Song Zheng succeeded in deceiving him, he didn't dare to hesitate anymore. He didn't care about fighting with the assassins who were surrounding him, and immediately rushed forward. Long Zhanfeng had to take two steps back to the side and hid in the crowd of assassins. At this time, , another assassin was raising his knife, slashing at the guard who was stabbed in the abdomen by Long Zhanfeng. Before the knife could be struck, Song Zheng's head was chopped off with a sword in anger.

From the broken neck, blood spurted more than three feet high. In the rain of blood, Song Zheng came to Lang Bochuan's side. As for the head, it rolled to the feet of Long Zhanfeng.

Long Zhanfeng was annoyed that he had been frightened by Song Zheng just now. Seeing this scene, he was frightened. As for the other assassins, their movements were also stagnant. Although these people were not afraid of death, they saw their accomplices being chopped down with their own eyes. I lost my head and was secretly frightened.

Taking advantage of this moment, Zhang Chong, who was covered in blood, rushed in and stood next to Song Zheng.

At this time, there were still twenty assassins, and all of Lang Bochuan's bodyguards had been lost. Only two of them were injured. As for the bodyguard whose abdomen was penetrated, he was already lying on the ground, looking at Can't live anymore.

Song Zheng frowned. It hadn't been long since the fighting started. Although the prince's bodyguards were few, they were still elite. They shouldn't have suffered so many losses in such a short period of time.

He glanced sideways at Lang Bochuan and saw that his right hand was covering his thigh, with blood still coming out of his fingers.

"His Royal Highness is injured? How is the injury?"

"I was stabbed in the leg by Zhao Si's rebellious sneak attack, but fortunately he was not seriously injured." Lang Bochuan said through gritted teeth.

Song Zheng looked at the crowd of assassins and saw only one person wearing protective clothing and hiding in the crowd. It was expected that Zhao Si was Lang Boyan's internal agent and took the opportunity to attack and wanted to kill Lang Bochuan. For some reason, he did not succeed and was only injured. Lang Bochuan's thighs.

There was a moment of silence on the field, except for the screams of the injured, accompanied by the bloody smell floating in the air.

"Long Zhanfeng! It's no wonder that you are a famous general in Shu, but you are so treasonous!" Song Zheng shouted to the assassins again, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has a destiny. As long as you capture Long Zhanfeng, you will not be blamed."

Song Zheng's arrival calmed down Lang Bochuan, and he immediately shouted, "Yes, for this rebellion, only Long Zhanfeng will be held accountable. The rest can be spared."

"Ha! Ha! The powerful crossbow is at its end! The trapped beast is still fighting!" Long Zhanfeng sneered, "We have received such kindness from His Highness, how can we accept this man's noise. Children, follow me to kill! Whoever kills Song Zheng will be made a general immediately."

Following Long Zhanfeng's instigation, the eyes of the group of assassins became fierce again.

Song Zheng sighed. He didn't expect these words to have any effect, but he was taking chances. However, these people were indeed dead soldiers and vowed to kill all Song Zheng, Lang Bochuan and others.

"Young Master, you and His Highness should leave quickly. Leave this place to us." After that, he turned to the two remaining guards and said, "Two brothers, can we still fight?"

These two guards had become familiar with Zhang Chong during this period, and now they laughed loudly, "Brother Zhang, the people of Ruqi are also brave enough to kill thieves. How can our great Shu not have good men? Kill!"

The two guards immediately took a step forward, raised their steel swords, and faced the assassin without fear.

"Good brother!" Zhang Chongyi laughed and stepped forward with a knife. Although their positions were different and their relationship was short, it was a blessing in life to be able to kill thieves together.

Song Zheng took a step back and half-crouched down, "Your Highness, get on my back and I will take you out. Quick!"

Lang Bochuan did not hesitate. He was stabbed in the leg and had difficulty walking. But now he could only rely on Song Zheng.

Song Zheng wielded the Fish Gut Sword, cut two strips of cloth from a corpse in front of him, tied Lang Bochuan's legs around his waist, and asked Lang Bochuan to hug his neck.

At this time, the assassins had already arrived, and every second counted. Seeing this, a guard roared and rushed forward, without caring about the two stabbing steel knives. Before he stabbed the steel knife into the enemy in front of him, At the same time, he was also impaled. But he still shouted and rushed forward, using his body to press against the assassin.

Another guard also stepped forward with all his strength, rushing toward the assassin with his steel knife wildly waving, and was instantly trapped in the crowd.

As for Zhang Chong, he faced Long Zhanfeng. The knife in his right hand collided with Long Zhanfeng's left pistol, and his originally injured left arm was pierced by Long Zhanfeng.

"Sir, let's go!" Zhang Chong roared angrily, took a step forward, and with a silver dragon spear in his pierced left arm, he hit Long Zhanfeng.

Song Zheng tied Lang Bochuan tightly in the blink of an eye, and took advantage of the gap opened by Zhang Chong and others to rush past Long Zhanfeng. Long Zhanfeng tried to stop him, but was knocked to the ground by Zhang Chong, and the two of them became Got the rolling gourd.

Zhang Chong's left hand was completely cut off by the silver dragon spear, and he lost the steel knife in his right hand. He hugged Long Zhanfeng tightly, opened his big mouth, bit Long Zhanfeng's face, and threw it hard. Long Zhanfeng With a cry of pain, a piece of flesh was torn off by Zhang Chong.

Song Zheng rushed forward, slashing the wrist of an assassin with the Fish Gut Sword, and also cut off the steel knife under his hand, and finally broke out of the encirclement. He did not dare to stop at all, and found a road ahead to the right. He ran forward. But he didn't dare to go down the mountain from the original path on the left. Who knew there was an ambush at the bottom of the mountain?

Behind Song Zheng, a dozen assassins chased after him with swords. Song Zheng used all his strength and rushed along the mountain road. After running a few dozen feet, Zhang Chong shouted from behind, "Young master, you have already received your retribution in this life, and you will do it again in the next life..." !”

Zhang Chong's voice stopped suddenly, followed by Long Zhanfeng's furious roar, "Pry his hand away quickly! Quickly!"

Song Zheng burst into tears!

At this moment, a waning moon rises in the east, and the moonlight is like blood!