The boy blinked his eyes and looked at Li Zaixing up and down for a moment, and became a little uneasy. Facing the dozens of them, Li Zaixing looked nervous and seemed confident. I was afraid that what Li Mi said just now was true. This shabby young man dressed in shabby clothes was good in martial arts. However, he refused to give up. That Pitler was so beautiful. How might it be to ride this horse and walk around Chang'an City.

I'm afraid it won't work if I fight one-on-one, but I know my skills. I'm afraid it won't work if I fight one-on-one. Li Mi is right beside me, looking very close to this young man. If I lose the fight, how can I raise my head in front of those friends in the future?

While winking at his subordinates, the boy said perfunctorily: "So what if you fight one by one, so what if you fight one by one?"

"I will fight one by one, I will fight one by one. I will fight one by one. You will fight one by one."

"What did you say?" The boy's eyes suddenly lit up and he blurted out: "Say it again."

"I think I've made it very clear." Li Zaixing curled his lips disdainfully and glanced at the Jinyi Knights who were eager to try it out: "Please give Li Sanlang a testimony. If you compete in martial arts, you will inevitably suffer some casualties. If someone is unlucky, breaks his arm and legs, or even loses his life, you can only blame yourself for your lack of martial arts and cannot blame others. How about it?"

The young man was overjoyed: "Very kind, a gentleman said something..."

Li Zaixing responded: "It is hard to chase after all four horses."

"Brother, no!" Li Mi was really anxious. He took two steps at once and rushed to Li Zaixing, winking. "Brother, how can the emperor kill people at will? Do you think my Tang Dynasty law is just a document on paper? Once something happens, Jingzhao Yin will pursue it, and no one can escape."

Li Zaixing smiled but said nothing, but the boy was anxious and waved impatiently. The two knights turned over and dismounted, rushed to Li Mi, pushed and shoved, politely and resolutely pulled Li Mi and Lu Hu aside, not allowing Li Mi to persuade him any more. Although Li Mi was extremely smart, his body was not strong enough. He was no match for these two people. He was so anxious that he blushed, but he could do nothing.

The young man raised the bow in his hand with a roar, took out an arrow from the arrow bag, and said with a smile: "This is what you said, life and death are fate, wealth and honor are in the sky. If it is damaged, it is just a blame for your poor learning and has nothing to do with others. Don't worry, if you hurt me, Jingzhao Yin will not cause trouble for you. I, Wei Sanlang, still have this ability. If you hurt you, hehe, don't blame me."

Li Zaixing nodded: "Don't worry, once a real man says something, there is no reason to go back on his word. Come on!"

The boy pulled the bow and arrow, his face darkened, and he shouted sternly: "Come on me!"

With a command, the dozen or so brawlers who had been ready to stop immediately shouted loudly and urged the horse to move forward. They held the reins in one hand and the knife in the other, and rushed towards Li Zaixing excitedly.

Li Zaixing was prepared. Along the way, he practiced riding every day and had a tacit understanding with Tellerpiao. Before the boy finished speaking, Li Zaixing leaned forward and kicked Tellerpiao's horse's belly with his toes. Tellerpiao, who was originally standing quietly, suddenly made a long neigh and rushed forward. He is worthy of being a famous horse, as quiet as a virgin and moving as if he was riding a rabbit. He just took two steps and raised his speed to a surprising level.

Teller was like a light yellow shadow, passing by Li Mi and Lu Hu.

The boy had just pulled the bow, and before he could let go of the fingers of the string, the big pole in Li Zaixing's hand came to him. The head of the pole trembled slightly and hit him on the hand holding the bow. A sharp pain came to his heart's heart. He screamed and threw the bow. Then, he was shot in the shoulder, lost consciousness, and his whole body flew up sideways, rolled two times in the air, and threw it heavily to the ground with a plop.

The smoke and dust spread everywhere, blurring his vision.

In the scattered smoke and dust, he saw Li Zaixing riding like a dragon, rolling over the crowd like a storm. Wherever he went, people were on his back and horses were over, and no one was spared.

The boy lay on the ground, waved his palm, and drove away the dust in front of him, trying to see clearly. Unfortunately, he still failed to get what he wanted, and his eyes became more blurred. He choked his mouth, making him unable to breathe, and coughed loudly. As soon as he coughed, he realized that his right shoulder was heart-to-lung, and half of his side lost consciousness. Even the simple movement of getting up became extremely difficult.

Li Zaixing leaned forward slightly, his legs tightly clamped his horse's belly, and his feet stepped on the stirrups. The force was raised from the feet and the strength was born from the waist. He held the gun with both hands. The gun was like a dragon, like a god's help, and accurately poked the opponent's vital parts.

Eight years of hard training and more than a month of intensive training have turned into a sharp killing move at this moment.

The marksmanship is very magical in later storytellings. It always fights for 300 rounds, but it is actually a scam. Two horses intersect, so there is no time to use the second move. The winner is only in the blink of an eye. No matter which player's marksmanship, it actually sounds similar, but the training methods are different, but the usage is similar, which is to block the opponent's weapon and stab the opponent.

Therefore, the shooting technique is actually very simple. The gun is called the King of War. It is because it is difficult for the opponent to avoid the straight stab of the gun in a very short time. To accurately hit the opponent's key points on the bumpy horseback, it requires long-term hard training, and the courage and psychological quality that is super-human.

Li Zaixing practiced guns for two lifetimes. Although he dared not say that he had entered the realm of transformation, it was enough to deal with these playboys who were only good at playing tricks.

The big bullet that had been with him for eight years stabbed several people in a while, and more than a dozen war horses passed by him, but none of the enemies could sit on the back of the horse. He was either stabbed into the vital points or fell off the horse, or he pushed away his weapons, and he threw them away, losing his balance.

Amid the sound of horse hooves like heavy rain, screams came one after another, and one boy in brocade clothes was injured and fell off his horse, and he tossed and wailed. One of them rolled in front of the boy, struggled for a few seconds before lying on the ground, motionless. The boy reached out to push him, but felt the warm and greasy liquid in his hand. He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that a wave of fear surged into his heart, making his scalp numb, and tears burst out with his eyes with a scream.

"ah--"

"Shut up!" A stern shout sounded above his head. The boy raised his head, opened his eyes with hazy tears, and looked at the majestic figure sitting on the horse's back, as if he was suppressed by a mountain, and he couldn't even breathe. He secretly looked at the figures that were tilted around him, and he didn't know how his subordinates died or injured. He only knew one thing now, he met a cruel and ruthless opponent today.

He looked at the wooden pole head less than a foot away from his throat, and looked at the blood slowly dripping from the pole head, invisible fear strangled his throat, making him unable to even get angry. He stared at his eyes, burst into tears, but he did not dare to say another word.

Li Zaixing looked at the scared young man with a condescending condescending look and sneered: "Wei Sanlang, it's not useful to be a good person. It seems that you can't take away my horse."

"I……"

The boy had just said a word, and the big pole in Li Zaixing's hand shook and hit his chest. A sharp pain came, causing the boy's face to twitch. He shrank his body, hugged his chest, and gritted his teeth tightly, preventing himself from screaming.

"The defeated generals under his command are not qualified to speak."

Li Mi and Lu Hu were stunned. From the start of the war to the end, in just a few words, the exchanges between the two sides were just a charge. A dozen young men in brocade were all defeated by Li Zaixing, and several of them were even severely injured and bloodied. Li Zaixing won easily, so relaxed that they could not believe their eyes.

However, before they could breathe a sigh of relief, Lu Hu saw a young man in brocade crawling up from the ground, picking up a long knife, and tiptoing towards Li Zaixing. He had a ferocious face, gritted his teeth, raised his knife with both hands, and slashed Li Zaixing in half with one knife. Lu Hu couldn't help but scream: "Li Jun, be careful behind him."

Li Zaixing knew the movement behind him, and there was no need for Lu Hu to remind him. He looked back and the young man in Jinyi who was quietly approaching with a long knife in his hand was swept away by his cold eyes. He shivered in fear. The long knife in his hand fell to the ground with a "danglang" and subconsciously took two steps back.

Li Zaixing snorted, turned his head, looked at Wei Sanlang, who was curled up on the ground, covered in loess, and said lightly: "Even with your martial arts, you dare to cause trouble outside? You really don't know how to live or die. Today, I will go back and put some effort into practicing martial arts well, and then go to Pingkangfang Bodhi Temple to seek revenge. If you are still as soft-legged crabs, don't come out and embarrass you."

After saying that, his wrist trembled, and his head was like a help from God. He gently hit the purse on the boy's waist. The purse flew up and fell into his hand. He pinched it and chuckled: "This is your life-buying money." He turned around and shouted at the stupid young man in brocade clothes, "You, search for all the purses, and you will lose one money, don't blame me for taking your life."

The young man in brocade was stunned for a moment, and woke up from his dream. He didn't dare to neglect. He immediately ran to his companions who were lying on the ground, searched all their purses, and put them in front of Li Zaixing with both hands. Li Zaixing held them in his hand and weighed them. He was very satisfied. He was not aware of his pennilessness, and he was eating and drinking all the way. He was worried about how to make money when he entered Chang'an City. Now that such a group of playboys hit him, how could he not accept it with a smile?

Li Mi was a little uneasy: "My brother, it's probably inappropriate to rob in the street like this?"

"What is robbery? I killed three more." Li Zaixing said disapprovingly: "The promised life and death are fate, wealth and honor are in heaven. I didn't even breathe to kill them, and I was already showing mercy to my subordinates. Everyone can kill them, what is this little money?"

Li Mi was speechless. This was not the passionate man who was determined to save the country and the people. This was clearly a desperate person who killed people.

Li Zaixing ignored him and looked at the young man with a frustrated look: "Li Zaixing, from Nanyue, will live in Chang'an for a while. If you want to take revenge, I will always accompany you. The bright and dark things will not be rejected."

"I can." The young man's finger bones were broken by Li Zaixing, and he was shot in the shoulder. He was so painful that he was sweating in a cold sweat, but he refused to admit defeat. He gritted his teeth and looked at Li Zaixing fiercely: "Young Master is Wei Yingwu, and he lives in Wei Qu. Today I owe you a life, and I will definitely pay it back in the future."

"Hahaha..." Li Zaixing laughed to the sky, laughing for two days, but he was a little strange. He stared at the boy and was stunned for a moment: "What's your name?"

The boy blushed and said loudly: "A real man will not change his name, and he will not change his surname. Jingzhao Wei Yingwu, have you heard it clearly?"

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