Black blood was already overflowing from the corner of Banxue's mouth, and she finally held the purse in her trembling hand, but Yan San stepped on it, twisted it lightly, and that hand shattered into a pulp.
"Ah!" Banxue couldn't help crying out in pain, and turned her begging eyes to the attendant on the stairs.
"Useless things." The follower looked at Ling Qingyu who was still sitting there, and said, "Your poison is useless at all."
"Poison is useful, look at her." Ling Qingyu nodded her chin to Banxue who had started rolling on the ground, and said with a smile, "It's just useless to me."
"Do you think that with your three-legged cat guards and those mobs, you can defeat us?" the entourage snorted coldly.
Wang Xuanzhi stood up abruptly, then rushed to Ling Qingyu, and said, "Take me as a hostage!"
"I can also be a hostage." Cheng Jia also stood in front of her leisurely and said.
"They took the adults as hostages, brothers, stand back!" Commander Zhang yelled from below, and then led his men to a corner, dropped the weapon, and squatted down.
"Brother, you are too boring!" Chen Liang who was standing in the corner looked at him speechlessly and said.
"Come on, fighting with your people, ten lives is useless! Hey, tell your people to watch, we are all squatting here!" Commander Zhang said, and then motioned his dozens of brothers to move closer.
"Kill them!" The entourage waved his hand, and twenty more dead soldiers in black came out from the cabin below and rushed towards the sailors.
"You guys go down, I'll come from above." Yan San said flatly.
Thirteen shadows, ten shadows and two shadows have already flew down to meet the gang of dead soldiers.
The following immediately became a group of battles!
"Fight against the four of us alone? Who are you? Brother?" asked a little Mei with a smile.
"Me?" Yan San slowly drew out his long sword, and said with a smile, "Yan San."
The faces of the four froze, and Yan San had already moved.
He drew a sword net with his long sword, and while his body flickered, he first pushed towards the two people upstairs, and when the two retreated, he turned around and pushed towards the two downstairs again, the sword energy was like a rainbow, and the four of them were I was forced to be in a hurry, and then found myself being forced to the deck.
"Okay, now, let's have fun." Throwing the long sword into the sheath back to Su Mu on the second floor, Yan San slowly drew out the two swords, his eyes turned red slightly, and his murderous aura surged, instantly making everyone around The fighters stepped back three meters.
"Grandma! Dongliu Shui, you didn't say there was Yan San on this boat!" cried Yidianmei.
"Isn't it just Yan San? One hundred thousand taels of silver, hehe, the four of us are afraid that we won't be able to take it?" Dong Liushui said with a smile. The four of them are considered top-notch masters in the Jianghu, although they have not entered the list of top masters. If you want to talk about the ranking, the most powerful swordsman and swordsman here are less than twenty, but with the strength of four people, even the top ten masters can fight, let alone Yan San who has passed away.
"Let's go together!" Jian Kuang said coldly.
Jian Kuang and Jian Chi fit together, and the two swords clashed like two phoenixes dancing, drawing a gorgeous sword net, and the long whip of a little plum swept over with a mournful roar, and the scimitar in Dongliu Sailor's hand flew past, With a cold chill.
The sword qi whipped and whistled the sword intent, bringing murderous aura like a rainbow, and approached Yan San who was standing still in the middle.
There was a sneer at the corner of Yan San's mouth, his eagle eyes stared at the movement of the long sword like lightning, when the long whip and scimitar attacked, his figure suddenly moved, and the two swords hit Jian Kuang Jian Chi's sword body, A majestic internal force directly impacted through the sword body. The two men's jaws shook violently, and they almost couldn't hold the hilt of the sword. He approached and drew a crack on the blade.
how is this possible! The two were shocked at the same time. Although their swords were not as good as Yan San's Ming Lu, even Ming Lu couldn't scratch like this. What's more, Yan San didn't hold Ming Lu, but two daggers.
The two of them retreated at the same time with the same intention, and then drew their swords to strike together.
Yan San sneered, and a strong inner breath shot out from his fingertips, hitting the sword mark, then he turned around, the long whip brushed by his side, and the dagger in his left hand threw out the scimitar. Fei, jumped up, turned around and rushed towards Jian Chi who was stunned for a moment when the blade was broken, and with a swipe of the dagger, he unloaded one arm of Jian Chi who was dodging sideways.
In the eyes of everyone upstairs, Yan San suddenly disappeared, and when he reappeared, one of the men in white had a broken arm and fell to the ground screaming.
Yan San turned the dagger in his hand, rubbed his body again and rushed forward.
There was the sound of metal delivery and the howling of the wind. When the five people separated again, Dong Liushui broke his leg.
"Kill Yan San first!" shouted the attendant standing on the stairs, then turned around with a smirk, and said to Wang Xuanzhi: "Young master, the villain offended you."
"What are you going to do?" Wang Xuanzhi pushed Ling Qingyu back and shouted sharply.
"As long as you kill her, her subordinates will naturally stop." The entourage pulled Wang Xuanzhi's hand and pushed it, and a short sword fell from his sleeve, aiming at Ling Qingyu and stabbing it.
Cheng Jia stepped forward, but one of them was faster. His golden hair fluttered in front of his eyes. The scimitar in Sum's hand had already withstood the short sword of the entourage, while Xie Sanlang's knife was under the entourage's ribs. stabbed in.
Ling Qingyu pulled Cheng Jia back a few steps, and the attendant looked at the two teenagers in front of him in disbelief, and fell down.
"Are you okay?" Asked Wang Xuanzhi, seeing him shaking his head, Ling Qingyu turned his gaze downstairs again.
Most of the forbidden troops have already fallen to the ground, and more than half of the black-clothed soldiers were killed or injured.
Yan San fell from the air, and the sword energy in his hand slashed at the fallen follower, completely killing him, then rubbed his body and threw himself at Yidianmei.
Cheng Jia looked at Yan San with deep eyes, even if the two teenagers didn't make a move, Yan San would have already swept over. During such a fierce battle, did he still look upstairs all the time
The two of them had already been abolished, and the remaining two were no match for Yan San. Blood spattered as Yan San flitted past, and after Sword Kuang also fell to the ground, Yidianmei suddenly shouted: "Don't fight anymore, I surrender!"
Before he finished speaking, Yan San's sword was already on his throat, and he said in a low voice, "Since you have shown your weapon to Yan San, you should know that no one will survive under Yan San's sword." The tip of the sword slashed, and blood spattered out.
Without stopping, Yan San jumped into the group of dead men, and then, the dead men were really just dead men.
Dead bodies littered the deck.
Chen Liang flicked the long knife to shake off the blood beads, and looked admiringly at the man who was slowly walking towards the second floor.
Shi Fang rushed up to the deck, looked around, and asked loudly, "Yan San, can these three people be saved?"
"Can you save it?" Ying Shisan asked beside him.
Shi Fang looked at it, and although he still had some breath, he was definitely not going to survive, so he said, "It's not cost-effective to save it, come on, come on, show me some of you."
"I'm fine." Seeing Ling Qingyu's worried eyes, Yan San smiled.
Seeing that his body was covered with other people's blood, Ling Qingyu turned his head to look at Wang Xuanzhi, with a confused look on his face. Judging from Wang Xuanzhi's performance, he didn't know what his men were doing, but he brought all the dead on board now. people.
"Wang Xuanzhi, are you your father's biological child?" Ling Qingyu couldn't help asking after holding back for a while. The subordinates can make their own decisions to such an extent, how much you will not be seen by your father.
Wang Xuanzhi's face was white and dark for a while, he bit his lip and couldn't speak. At the critical moment just now, he only thought about protecting Ling Qingyu's life, but when he came to his senses, it was his people who died all over the place, which was too reversed.
"Head of the family, brother Wang and I have a mission, so I will trouble you to deal with it here." After Cheng Jia finished speaking, he pulled Wang Xuanzhi to greet his servants who hadn't done anything, and went back to the cabin first.
"Hey! Chen Liang! Let me tell you, we have squatted long enough." Seeing that Cheng Jia and Wang Xuanzhi had left, Commander Zhang said to Chen Liang.
"I haven't seen you for three years, why are you still so weak?" Chen Liang said, stabbing his shiny golden armor with the back of his knife.
"I am following Master Cheng's instructions. Master Cheng said that we can't fight against your masters, or we can find time to fight each other!" Commander Zhang said dissatisfied. Mr. Cheng is still wise, these killers of the Wang family spoke so fiercely, they were killed in seconds! Fortunately, I am on the right team!
"Let them rest and clean up the boat when it enters the deep sea." Ling Qingyu smiled at Chen Liang.
Slowly sipping tea, Cheng Jia waited for Wang Xuanzhi to calm down by himself.
Wang Xuanzhi clenched his fists tightly, and his thoughts changed a lot. Before he came, his father only said that he should bring more people because of the danger, but he didn't expect that they had this idea. Even the maids given by his mother used Poisonous, didn't they really think about what would happen to him and Cheng Jia if they didn't succeed? Just for a boat!
"Master," Qin An whispered in Cheng Jia's ear, "I remembered who Yan San was, Red Mansion Yan San, the No. There is no strength that can kill the four people today at the same time."
Cheng Jia paused slightly. The sailors on this ship were battle-hardened soldiers, and the guards were top-notch experts. No wonder she wanted to say that she was invincible at sea.
"Xuanzhi, I think the head of Ling's family will still send us to other countries safely, but what to say after we go back, you should think about it."
The three shadows were all injured, so Ling Qingyu drove them to rest respectively, and then took a closer look at Yan San to confirm that there were only a few minor scratches, and then he was really relieved.
On the second day, when the sun shone on the Fengshen again, the deck was already clean, and the rest of the imperial guards took off their armor and were strolling on the deck, while the rest of Wang Xuanzhi's entourage and the small officials of the mission were locked in a closed room. in his cabin.
Thinking of the man who resolutely stood in front of her last night, Ling Qingyu sighed inwardly, and knocked on Wang Xuanzhi's door anyway.
The boy next to him opened the door. Standing at the door, Ling Qingyu looked at the young man who was half sitting on the bed, half covered in white clothes, staring blankly at the narrow porthole. At a loss, he unconsciously called out: "Prince Wang."
Wang Xuanzhi turned back slowly, smiled at her, and said, "What's the matter?"
Even though it was just one night, the magnificent and proud son of heaven seemed to have experienced a lot of vicissitudes, and there was a trace of tiredness in his eyes.
"I know that this matter has nothing to do with you, and I can only deal with it in this way." Ling Qingyu whispered.
"How can I blame you." Wang Xuanzhi said with a faint smile.
"I'm here to invite you to dinner, shall I?"
Wang Xuanzhi shook his head slightly, Ling Qingyu sighed, then took the tray from Sum, walked into the cabin, put the tray on the table, and said, "Then you can eat as much as you want."
Ling Qingyu retreated quietly, Wang Xuanzhi looked at the dishes of side dishes on the table and a bowl of thickly boiled porridge, slowly moved over, picked up the bowls and chopsticks, and took a sip of the porridge.
The porridge is thick, with a delicate fragrance, which melts in the mouth.
Watching Wang Xuanzhi sip the porridge, the servant breathed a sigh of relief.