The iron gun in Jiahai's hand was restrained by Wang Da. Tian Yuehan took the opportunity to jump up and kick two in the air. Jiahai dodged one kick, but he didn't expect it to be a false move. The second kick hit Jiahai's chest firmly. Jihai held on to the barrel of the gun and rolled half a circle on the ground before taking off Tian Yue'an's strength.
"Jia Hai!" Na Feng caught a glimpse of Jia Hai's danger, swept away Zhang Wei in front of him with a stick, and wanted to rush to support Jia Hai.
Chen Dian flashed in front of Nafeng, stood up like a golden rooster on one foot, and kicked the door in front of Nafeng with the other foot. Nafeng's stick blocked the kick. Chen Dian was blocked from the attack, but he didn't care. He pulled it back and kicked out again. He kicked out very fast. In the blink of an eye, he had already kicked dozens of times. After all, Nafeng was not completely blocked. He was kicked twice and almost flew out of the boat. .
As soon as Nafeng leaned against the side of the ship, Zhang Wei suddenly flashed to his side. Two daggers spun from the palm of his hand and stabbed Nafeng in the eyes.
Nafeng raised the stick to hold Zhang Wei's wrist, but he was injured after all. After fighting for a long time, his strength was a bit weak, and the sharp edge of the dagger was getting closer and closer to Nafeng's eyes. Chen Dian slowly walked over and raised his foot to kick Na Feng in the waist. Nafeng was competing with Zhang Wei at this time. The two were in a stalemate, not daring to make any unnecessary moves. Chen Dian kicked him in the face, and Nafeng was helpless.
Jiahai saw Nafeng's dangerous situation, and Nafeng was also worried about Jiahai's situation. How could the entourage around Crown Prince Chu Xiang be so weak? What's more, the opponent has the numerical advantage at this time, and the situation of the two of them is very dangerous.
"Yinger!"
An eagle's cry came from the sky from far to near.
When Nafeng and Jiahai heard the eagle cry, their eyes suddenly lit up. A figure rushed in front of Nafeng like an arrow. He grabbed Chen Dian with one hand and kicked him, aiming at the sole of his foot. One punch.
Qingtian has arrived!
"Ah!" Chen Dian wanted to avenge being swept into the river by Na Feng, and he had no time to look around. At this time, Qingtian grabbed his ankle and punched the sole of his foot, which caused a heart-piercing pain in his sole.
Zhang Wei withdrew the dagger in time and kicked Qingtian. After being blocked, he lifted up Chen Dian and retreated two steps to distance himself from Qingtian.
On the other side, Tian Yue'an also saw the importance of the iron spear in fighting the sea at this time. He stepped forward and was about to add another step, but he had to disarm him first, when a long spear came through the air in time. It penetrated Tian Yue's case and was inserted into the ship's board. Poor Tian Yue was so angry that he didn't even understand what happened.
In the two crises, Qingtian shot and rescued each other separately, which really shocked everyone present.
"It's you!" Chen Dian gritted his teeth and said, naturally he would not forget Qingtian's appearance. When they first came to the capital, the two sides started fighting because of He Yue'er. Chen Dian and Zhang Wei took advantage of Zangyun's unpreparedness and gained the upper hand, but were punched in Chen Dian's face by Qingtian who came over. When Chen Dian saw Qingtian, his face still hurt a little. Of course, what hurt more than his face at this time was his feet.
"Chen Congwei are all cowards, they only hurt people from behind!" Zhang Wei looked at Chen Dian, who fell into Qingtian's hands twice, feeling quite resentful in his heart.
Qingtian ignored them and rescued Nafeng and Jiahai. Seeing that Nafeng was fine, he quickly ran towards Jiahai. He helped Na Feng up, pulled out his iron gun inserted in the boat, and kicked Tian Yue'an's body aside with a casual kick.
Wang Da also pulled up his spear and pointed it at Jiahai, his provocation was very obvious.
"My companions are all dead, why don't you say a few words?" Qingtian said playfully.
Wang Da didn't answer, but just as he was about to greet him with his gun drawn, another man fell into the boat. He jumped up and rushed to Wang Da's side. With a knee strike, he pushed away the spear, grabbed Wang Da's collar with both hands, lifted him up in the air, and threw him to the ground. He then leaned over and hit Wang Da with his elbow, hitting Wang Da in the waist and abdomen. Wang Da spurted out a mouthful of blood. .
Zhang Wei felt a strong wind blowing from the back of his head. He pushed Chen Dian away and turned around to fight. Fanyu caught his elbow, cut him behind his back, and pinned him to the ground on the spot. Two daggers came out of his hands, unable to struggle.
Chen Dian wanted to rescue him, but Zang Yun's cold sword had been put on his shoulder from behind, and the cold edge of the sword made him dare not act rashly.
"Where is the Crown Prince of Chu Xiang?" Zangyun asked.
Although the three Wangs were restrained at this time, they remained silent. Zhao Fuhong knew that reinforcements from the other side were arriving, so he did not dare to act rashly and stood alone on one side.
Suddenly a figure flashed out of the cabin, carrying one person on each side, and ran into the river, riding on the waves, and rushed towards the north bank of the Yangtze River. The speed was so fast that no one including Qingtian noticed it.
"In the cabin." Nafeng said weakly, exhausted.
Fan Yu entered the cabin alone, searched for it, turned around and said, "There is no one in the cabin."
"A dead soldier, a dead soldier, why not die?" A shout came from afar.
"Where is the person?" The six people looked around.
When Wang and the other three heard this, they got angry at the same time. Wang Da jumped up from the ground like a carp and bumped towards Tui Lin. Tui Lin sidestepped and punched Wang Da in the waist and abdomen. Wang Da was hurt, but he was still knocked out. Tui Lin pressed Wang Da's head with both hands and twisted it hard. Wang Da's neck was broken and his body fell limply on the boat.
Chen Dian held the long sword with one hand and struck behind him with his elbow. Unfortunately, before he could hit Zang Yun, his throat was cut by Zang Yun's sword and he died as well.
Zhang Wei was the only one among the three. No matter how hard he struggled, it was of no avail.
"Those caught by Fanyu have no possibility of breaking free." Qingtian mocked Zhang Wei on the ground.
Zhang Wei glared angrily, knowing in his heart that Qingtian's words were true. If he really had to struggle to get up, his two arms would definitely be twisted. But now that Wang Da and Chen Dian are dead, even if he struggles to get up, how can he deal with the six opponents? Thinking of this, Zhang Wei was heartbroken and bit into pieces the medicine packet in his mouth...
Fanyu let go of Zhang Wei's body and stood up: "What should we do now?"
"Hey, that old blind man over there, does he know where your prince has gone?" Qingtian looked at the only living person in Chu Xiang on the ship, Zhao Fuhong.
"Huh, lackeys! I will fight with you!" Zhao Fuhong was blind, but his momentum was terrifying. His muscles were filled with strength and he rushed towards Qingtian.
Qingtian Jiahai and the other two men faced him with guns. The spearheads pierced Zhao Fuhong's chest, but they didn't even pierce his skin. Instead, they were knocked back by Zhao Fuhong.
A fleet of ships came from a distance. Zhou Ziru stood on the bow: "Kill him! Chase him to the north bank!"
The six men came forward together, with their guns and sticks rising, punches and kicks coming and going. Zhao Fuhong's strength was forcibly broken up by the six men.
"The bones are quite hard. The one who was so difficult to kill last time was Lu Ziyou." Qingtian put down his iron gun and twisted his wrist.
Zhao Fuhong was lying on the ground. Hearing Qingtian's words, he quickly asked: "Zi...What's wrong with Ziyou?"
"That kid wanted to assassinate Your Majesty, but we killed him." Fan Yu said coldly.
"Hey! Ziyou...ahem...why are you so confused!" Old Zhao Fuhong burst into tears.
Tui Lin looked at Zhao Fuhong crying on the ground and couldn't bear it: "How about leaving him a way to live?"
Several people looked and saw that Zhou Ziru had already led the fleet to leave. With one Zhao Fuhong and six Chen Congwei, there was no doubt about the outcome.
"Let's go, so you can take care of yourself." Qingtian also had some affection for this guy who dared to confront him head-on in Yi Mansion, so he left first, and the others jumped on the side of the boat one after another, trying to leave.
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will go to Wancheng, send the girl back, and then take the baby girl back to Jingcheng in Chuxiang... Be careful with Mao Tingsong... His martial arts routines are extremely evil. He is next to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince... ahem... a dead soldier... "Zhao Fuhong said quietly.
Several people were confused: "Which girl?"
"He Yue'er..." Na Feng revealed the truth.
Everyone took a breath. If His Majesty knew that He Yue'er was taken away by Ge Cifeng, what would he do?
Six figures rowed across the river in a graceful manner, with three small boats behind them. On the boats lay a pile of corpses and an old blind man - Zhao Fuhong.
Zhao Fuhong meditated for a while, and luck filled his body again, but this time, he had no opponent.
Zhao Fuhong raised his fist and hit the bottom of the boat, one punch, two punches and three punches...one boat, two boats, three boats...the three boats slowly sank to the bottom of the river...
"Master is useless, Master is useless..." A sigh came from the bottom of the river.
"Prime Minister Zhou! Slow down!" The six people quickly caught up with the fleet in front. "The dead man told me that Ge Cifeng, the crown prince of Chu Xiang, will take Miss He to Wancheng first, go home, and then go to Jingcheng."
Zhou Ziru frowned and said, "Can you believe what the dead man said?"
No one answered. After a while, Tui Lin said softly: "It's credible."
Zhou Ziru looked at Tui Lin, who had a friendly smile on his face, and nodded: "Then I'll believe it once,"
"There's one more thing." Na Feng said. Zhou Ziru was about to ask. He took a step forward and asked, "Should I go back to Beijing to report to His Majesty?"
Zhou Ziru shook his head: "No need. Ge Cifeng can be arrested and brought to justice in as little as today or in a few days. Don't worry about it."
Zhou Ziru no longer wanted to pay attention to the "step-by-step" Chen Congwei, and waved his hand to lead the Congwei westward.
"Why don't you let me say it?" Na Feng asked.
Jia Hai looked at Zhou Ziru's retreating figure and said: "Prime Minister Zhou said that he was from a famous family in the capital and had always disliked Yi Xiaodao. If he knew that Miss He had been kidnapped by Ge Cifeng, he didn't know what he would do. Your Majesty, please speak forward. It is best to hide this for a while."
Several people nodded in agreement, which made sense. When the Twelve Heavenly Guards were founded, they were used by the emperor. The loyalty of the Twelve Heavenly Guards can be seen from day to day, and Chen Congwei is the best among them. No matter what happens, the first thing he does is naturally think about his majesty.
"I think Miss He intends to leave with him. Even if we find him, we may not be able to bring him back... This Yi Xiaodao is not easy to worry about, even the people around him are so worried." Na Feng muttered.
"I think this matter needs to be reported to Your Majesty." Jia Hai thought for a moment and said.
Qingtian said nothing and whistled to the sky. Two eagles fell from the sky and landed on Qingtian's shoulders. Jia Haiyang confidently wrote two simple messages and handed them to Qingtian. Qingtian put down the letters and raised his arms, and the two eagles flew towards the sky.
