Poof!
The two men in black who were the first to attack were cut into two pieces by the golden sword.
The broken body fell forward with the inertia of forward motion and fell to Zhang He's feet.
The other four men in black just stepped back to avoid the sharp edge of Zhang He's sword. After the sword's power was gone, they spread out and struck again from all directions.
Guan Qingsheng seemed to have recovered from the shock, and he stood up and said angrily: "Master Zhang He is an official of the imperial court. If you dare to assassinate an official of the imperial court, it is a serious crime!"
The four men in black and Zhang He didn't seem to hear Guan Qingsheng's angry shouts, and all their moves were aimed at the vital points.
Although Zhang He is in the realm of high martial arts, the swordsmanship of these people in front of him is very strange and tricky, and their body skills are also floating. Except for the first Zhang He who had prepared for the encounter and killed the two of them with a single blow, Zhang He then fell into a hard fight.
After more than ten rounds, Zhang He had three more sword marks on his body. The wounds were not very deep, but they affected Zhang He's ability to draw the sword.
Zhang He knew in his heart that if the battle continued for a long time, he would definitely be damaged here today.
As a result, I feel like quitting.
At this critical moment of the battle, just this thought caused another sword mark on Zhang He's body.
Zhang He felt the pain, concentrated his attention, and slashed diagonally three times toward the east side, forcing the man in black on the east side back ten feet in a row. The wall was broken into a huge gap by Zhang He's several consecutive blows.
Zhang He used his physical skills to get out of the gap like a civet cat.
Although he escaped, he also paid a huge price. The moment he got out, both of his legs were slashed with another sword. The sword mark on his left leg was shallow and nothing, but the sword mark on his right leg was an inch deep and his bones were visible.
When the four men in black saw Zhang He leaving Zuihong Building, they did not hesitate at all. The man in black who was closest immediately rushed towards the gap in the wall.
But as soon as he rushed over, he felt an extreme danger coming from him, which caused his face to change drastically. Without any reaction, he was beheaded by a knife falling from the sky.
Who would have thought that after Zhang He ran out in this state, he would not run away immediately, but stop and lurk on the side?
The other three assassins who were one step behind sensed something was wrong. The three of them looked at each other, and two of them struck out with a palm at the same time. The majestic force of the palm was like a wave, and the wall was instantly crushed into pieces.
Zhang He, who had not gone far on the other side of the wall, was hit by the force of the palm. His body staggered and fell several feet away. He did not look back. After standing firm, he quickly escaped.
The three assassins overturned a wall. How could Zhang He leave so easily and quickly chased him out.
Although Zhang He was injured, he knew Qingzhou City very well. He had just jumped two or three miles away before he got into a small alley and was out of sight of the three of them.
The three assassins followed the bloodstains on the ground and chased after them. Although they were only at the ninth level of Zhongwu, Zhang He was injured at this time, especially the sword wound on his right leg, and he no longer had the strength to fight with them. .
Therefore, the three of them all used their fastest movements, and their vigilance gradually weakened.
As he turned around an alley, a whistling sound suddenly came from him. It was the sound of a sword being waved!
The three of them braked at the same time, but their movements were too fast and they couldn't stop at all.
Zhang He's figure suddenly appeared at this moment, appearing like a ghost beside the assassin on the far right, the golden knife in his hand rising and falling.
The assassin on the far right had just realized that the sword that had alarmed them was not strong at all. He did not expect that Zhang He was lying in wait, so he was killed by Zhang He before he could react.
The sword just now was wielded by Zhang He's subordinate Zhang Yingzhuo, attacking from above, in conjunction with the fatal blow delivered by Zhang He who was ambushing at the alley.
At the same time that the assassin was killed by Zhang He, another assassin stabbed Zhang He with his sword. Another assassin flew up, raised his hand and stabbed Zhang Yingzhuo between the eyebrows with his sword.
Compared with these assassins, the gap between Zhang Yingzhuo and these assassins is really huge.
The assassin who killed Zhang Yingzhuo turned around and his pupils suddenly shrank.
He saw his only remaining companion piercing Zhang He's body with a sword. The long sword penetrated Zhang He's chest and came out from behind.
At the same time, Zhang He's golden sword suddenly landed, beheading the assassin who stabbed him in front of him, and the blood in the neck cavity spurted out several feet high.
The only remaining assassin was trembling in his heart. Only then did he realize that Zhang He left Zuihonglou not to escape at all, but to extend the front line and kill them all.
From the beginning, Jang Hyuk had the intention to kill them all!
Less than half an hour into the battle, Zhang He had already killed five of the six assassins!
At this moment, even if this assassin was ruthless, his heart was shaking violently.
Zhang He's face was pale, and he pushed the headless corpse in front of him with one hand, holding the golden knife in the other.
His eyes were like daggers, staring coldly at the assassin in front of him, and said coldly: "The Qianmen assassin, so majestic! Come on!"
The assassin was shocked by Zhang He's aura. His body trembled and he took an involuntary step back.
Zhang He's body was severely injured at this moment. Although the sword on the chest avoided the heart and other vital parts, if the wound was not treated in time, he would bleed out and die after a moment's delay. So how could he let go of this opportunity?
Zhang He strode forward, raised the golden knife in his hand again, and suddenly slashed it down.
The assassin just took a step back and regretted it. When he saw the golden sword coming quickly in front of him, he raised the sword in panic.
clang!
The swords met and a ball of sparks exploded in the air.
Zhang He felt a majestic force coming from the golden knife. His body swayed, he took a few steps backward and hit the wall.
At this time, he only felt that the golden knife in his hand was as heavy as a thousand pounds, and his vision blurred for a while.
The man just took a step back. When he saw Zhang He's state, he knew that the opponent had reached the end of his strength. Thinking of being shocked just now, he felt extremely ashamed and angry. He picked up his sword and rushed towards him.
When Zhang He saw the assassin rushing towards him, a wry smile appeared on his lips. He raised the golden knife in his hand again, but he didn't have much strength.
Poof!
A ray of cold light came from the side and flew towards the assassin.
The assassin's body suddenly stiffened, and then he fell forward to the ground.
"Haha, Zhang He, I thought you could withstand Qianmen's first wave of attacks? It seems like I overestimated you?"
A chuckle came from the alley, and two figures walked out of the darkness.
Walking in front was Guan Qingsheng, who was dressed in brocade clothes and had just been eating at Zuihonglou. Behind him was a woman in a black cloak, holding a long sword with a cold light in her hand.
"Guan Qingsheng, it is indeed you, old silver coin!"
Zhang He roared angrily when he saw Guan Qingsheng.
"Zhang He, with your little strength, you can actually defeat Li Wenhong and Wu Xingchao. These two guys are really useless!" Guan Qingsheng sighed, and then said, "Hand over your things and I will let you live."
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