The reason why Ye Yinzhang called for a stop was not because the environment here was not good.

But he saw a sword and a knife.

The sword is a broken sword, and the sword has been bent into a ring.

At the same time, you can also see the dry land with stars splashing into clusters of blood, which is somewhat different from the black bloody puddle in the big yard.

This blood is fresh.

"It's Cheng'er's sword and Yuying's sword. Something really happened to them."

Ye Yinzhang's voice was filled with depression, with a hint of horror.

Liu Changhe unsheathed his sword and said coldly: "It's this place. It must have been a short time since the battle and has not yet evacuated. Everyone dispersed and touched quietly. It's important to save people."

After saying that, take the lead.

"wrong!"

Zhang Kun raised his eyebrows and his heart beat wildly.

He felt uncomfortable all over his body, as if there was a huge crisis, and suddenly shouted, "Let's go down!"

At the same time as the sound came out, he himself was as if he was blown by the strong wind, and suddenly fell forward and walked quickly to the ground...

Like a snake walking, like a raccoon running, it took a few steps and ran over ten feet to the foot of the wall.

I could hear the huge guns of "papapapapapapa" like a burst of beans.

The fire shines, illuminating the night sky.

Looking back, I saw that most of the people who came with me had already fallen down as soon as possible.

Especially several escorts from Yuanshun Escort Agency, including Wang Jingya, heard the order and threw themselves into the mud, blood and dust without thinking.

The bullet "Xiao Xiu" passed over their bodies, but it didn't hurt anyone.

However, seven or eight of the Yang family's guards and Xiaodao were unresponsive, and they pounced on them a little slower. Blood splashed on their bodies and fell to the ground with convulsions.

Zhou Changhe, who was rushing to the front, ran a few steps, as if he was hit by a heavy hammer, was shot in the shoulder, fell to the ground crookedly, and scolded himself angrily, "What a thief, there is an ambush."

Ye Yinzhang was on the ground, filled his chest with anger and shouted loudly: "It is the imperial guards and the incense burners. They have joined forces. They have set up shields and the shields, and they will follow me to kill them."

His voice was shrill and hoarse. Obviously, the sudden shooting just now caused heavy casualties in Xiaodao, which shocked him.

"Haha, I can find it without any effort when I find it. Xiaodao will, you thieves, the end of the world has come."

A rough voice sounded.

The fire in the yard was bright, and a fat general with a helmet and armor was standing in the yard with open doors. Beside him was an old Taoist priest with white hair and rosy face. Up and down the wall, in the middle of the courtyard, there were gunmen in various colors standing.

Some pull the bolt and re-energize.

Some are still loading with strips...

As the smoke filled the next round of attacks was about to be launched again.

‘The Imperial Guards use foreign guns, and the Honglian will use old Qing army equipment, lift the gun…’

There are also archers and knife hands.

Zhang Kun leaned against the wall, leaned against the back muscles and elbows, squeezed the pressure on his thighs, and his body moved and went up to the wall.

I glanced over and saw the defenses in the yard clearly.

There is a sneer in my heart.

He didn't draw his sword, but turned over the wall, shook his hands, and two revolvers appeared in his hands.

Half-turned, the muzzle moved, the sex...

The bullets, as dense as rain, fell in front of him in a fan shape.

Amid the buzzing sound of the wheel, the bullets locked the heads of the gunman on and off the courtyard wall with extremely accurate accuracy.

Just between two breaths, his two guns were shot out with twelve-particle bullets.

Standing on the wall, before moving his feet, twelve guards wearing light armor and holding foreign guns fell down in front of him.

"Roar forward, don't stop, Zhang Kun succeeds."

Outside, the first thing that came to mind was Wang Jingya. She was carrying two eight-edged purple gold hammers and rushed forward like a female leopard...

I don’t know what she was thinking, but she didn’t hit the open place of the main door, but instead found the weak point of the wall and blasted it out with a hammer, and the wall collapsed in response.

Wang Jingya jumped up, swung her two hammers slightly, and beat the two dropped soldiers to bend their bodies and fly backwards.

Behind her, several people rolled in sword light and rushed in.

Ye Yinzhang was dazzled and secretly annoyed, thinking that he could not even compare to a girl, and that he had been in vain for years.

He shouted loudly: "Follow me."

The sharp light in his hand shot out like a rainstorm and rushed straight to the front door.

There were shouts of killing behind him.

After Zhang Kun finished shooting the twelve-particle bullets, his hands shook heavily, and the wheel popped up, and two loaders slipped out of the palms of both hands. He installed the right pistol with his left hand and pressed his right hand on the left gun wheel.

This gun is easy to use, but it is too troublesome and the procedures are too cumbersome. It takes two or three breaths to load a bullet.

With this time, even if you meet a master, you can cut dozens of punches and run nearly a hundred meters.

Zhang Kun looked around coldly, controlling the scene, only looking at where the threat poses the greatest, attacking wherever he is.

He thought carefully, but the old Taoist priest on the other side had already discovered something was wrong.

When his body rolled up a strong wind, he shouted loudly: "It's Zhang Kun, the blood-eyed sword, you can't let him load bullets, commander Kazanbu, surround and kill together... hurry up, otherwise it will be a bad thing."

His voice was nervous and anxious, and he was slightly flustered.

Obviously I didn't expect Zhang Kun would be here too.

The capital is only so big. As the old world Venerable Lianxin, how could he not know what happened these days?

He knew that although this crazy sword looked young, he had already broken through the palace and fought with Grandmaster Yin Fu and escaped unscathed.

In front of everyone, he beat Zhang Chonghua, a top-class expert in the escort agency, and used his palms to break his fist.

This is a real record and no one can underestimate it.

Moreover, when he fought at Green Willow Villa that day, he witnessed Zhang Kun's short gun shooting with his own eyes.

At this time, how dare you stand there to win?

Watching the opponent loading bullets... or preparing to complete it, and another round of shooting, you may be able to dodge and block it, and these subordinates may be almost killed by the opponent alone.

"Five Great Incense Halls, come with me."

As he spoke, the one-horned bronze man in his hand was already knocking down with Li Feng. At the same time, the bronze man turned around and roared, sweeping Zhang Kun's head.

Bang...

The sword light is like a waterfall.

As Mars flew, Zhang Kun's body shook slightly and he immediately stood firm. However, the Lotus Heart Venerable leaned back and refused to control his feet. He dragged out two long marks and retreated seven or eight meters away.

Then, he saw a sharp sword light rolling like a river of waves.

Three of the five incense masters who followed him to attack were already falling into a pool of blood.

One person had his head broken, two people had their waists broken...

The rest of the two were shocked and rolled and crawled, so they didn't dare to rush forward again.

‘I would rather fight hard and use light weapons to block heavy weapons than kill my master in the first place?’

Just by fighting this move and breaking his own energy-absorbing attack, Venerable Lianxin felt something was wrong.

The one-legged bronze man in his hand was powerful and powerful, and the skills he practiced also increased his strength and strengthened his body, but he was still at a disadvantage in the battle.

‘How powerful is he?’

"The Dharma body of the Ming King, subdue the demons and kill the demons..."

The old Taoist priest held a bronze man in one hand and a sword with the other hand, pointed it at the middle of his eyebrows, and stepped on the ground lightly under his feet.

A mysterious aura emerged from his body, with golden light looming.

"Am I a demon or a demon?"

Zhang Kun was so angry that he laughed, and his figure stepped forward again, and stepped three feet in one step, and the sword light fell like a training.

At this time, he was united by a sword, and the sword was a man, and the sword was a sword, and the sword was in a scattered manner in the action...

Although the old Taoist priest looked strange, he didn't care at all. Nothing could stop him from coming from his heart.

Chih...

The snow-like sword light floated and froze, and the bronze man was already slashed and bombarded wildly, slashing the old Taoist priest's neck and chest, slashing three times in a row, making a dull sound.

As the blood splattered, the old Taoist priest flew down, but ran to the backyard without looking back.

"The wind is tight, huh!"
To be continued...