Dozens of Cang Lang immediately rushed out to find an assassin around the location

At this time, the ordinary people would have been in a mess and crowded the streets.
At this time, two cold lights flashed through the crowd, and two North Korean civilians dressed as assassins touched Zhang Yi’s side and waved their hands just to cut him down.
Zhang Yi is extremely angry and laughs. It’s really impatient that someone dares to assassinate himself with a sharp sword these days.
Zhang Yi sidestepped one man’s steel knife, and one foot flew right in the middle of another man’s wrist, kicking the steel knife in his hand.
The assassin didn’t expect Zhang Yi to have such a good skill. As soon as he reached out for a lance, he was kicked off and his body was sluggish.
Then Zhang Yi’s right hand became a claw and grabbed it at the other side’s neck. Zhang Yi was immersed in the eagle’s claw force for many years, and he grabbed it hard. This person’s neck was cut off. Zhang Yi shook his hand and threw the body aside to find a place with few people to concentrate on defense.
This is no joke. I don’t know how many assassins are hiding around. It’s obvious that they are coming for themselves, otherwise they won’t directly lock themselves in both attacks.
At this time, seven assassins armed with steel knives rushed out of the crowd and besieged Zhang Yi from different angles.
Zhang Yi has no weapon in his hand, and these assassins are really not underestimated. Everyone’s kung fu is not inferior to that of Cang Lang’s players. Zhang Yi died in the terrain.
Zhang yi was trapped in the middle of the left and right, which seemed a bit difficult to resist.
Just as Zhang Yi was in danger, Wang Wu squeezed out of the crowd and shouted, "My good brother stepped aside and gave them to Brother Wu!"
It is Zhang Yi who wants to get out of the trap and talk about Yi Zhang Yi. I couldn’t help secretly complaining that I was too careless and didn’t carry a lance in such a passive way.
Wang Wu looked at the form of emergency. He jumped into the chapter with a broadsword and all the assassins. Zhang Yi hurriedly jumped out to catch his breath.
Look at the five great swordsmen of the king, shouting, "Where did the thief dare to come to the city to assassinate?"
This help an assassin is also don’t answer directly turned and rushed toward Zhang Yichong.
The king’s five great anger dancing nod stopped several assassins.
These assassins’ kung fu is really good. Wang Wu is so high-spirited that it is difficult for him to win and kill one place severely.
Zhang Yi’s heart was in a hurry and jumped directly in front of a Qing army and grabbed his broadsword to join the fray.
Behind it, however, there was a sound measurement. "Don’t go over, Lord Zhang Yi. Today is your death!" Zhang Yi was taken aback and turned around to meet a man in black with a sword in his hand and greeted himself in blunt Chinese.
Zhang yi eyes narrowed cold way "Japanese? Where are you kids from? "
The black man sneered, "The counselor of the Black Dragon Club of the Great Japanese Empire must be a man, that is, I always come and go to your head today!"
Zhang Yi smiled and said, "It’s a pity that the Japanese who can kill me haven’t been born yet? Stay today, too! "
Zhang Yi wields a broadsword and a dragon must be a man.
A man with a dragon beard is a first-class expert in kendo. His moves are sharp and his figure is erratic. He frequently attacks.
Zhang Yi, armed with a steel knife, calmly took up the battle. Two people together have their own offensive and defensive skills. Look around, the Qing army is dazzled. No one dares to easily go before, but even dare not shoot for fear of accidentally injuring his own adult.
During the Zhang Yi War, Wang Wu helped several assassins to chop down the Qing army one by one and chopped the knives into paste.
At this time, the steel knife in Zhang Yi’s hand is not comfortable because it is too light, and gradually some wind falls.
Wang Wu saw it and shouted, "Come back and give this little one to Brother Wu!"
Zhang Yi shook his hand and jumped out of the circle to touch the sweat.
Wang Wu saved Zhang Yi’s dragon beard for a man and shouted, "Oriental ghost, you will bully Yijian. You don’t have a weapon in your hand. Today, let me Wang Wu learn your so-called bullshit kendo in Oriental!"
Chapter one hundred and thirty The dragon must slaughter and become heavy.
A good ceremony for the formation of a new army was made smoky by these Japanese assassins. More than 20 or 30 Qing troops have been killed, and the chaotic situation has made the broadsword Wang Wu furious.
Wang Wu, pointing to a man with a long beard, thundered, "Let Wang Wu learn a little about your so-called kendo!"
Say Wang Wu waving nod dragon must be a man.
Although the martial arts of a dragon must be superb, it can also be difficult. Zhang Yi, who has no corresponding weapon in his hand, is now struggling in Wang Wu. It is not that his opponent has been driven backwards by Wang Wu.
A man with a dragon beard secretly exclaimed that it was not good. He didn’t think that Zhang Yi was not only a master in the Qing army, but he didn’t take it for a short time. At the same time, he also hid such a master, Wang Wu’s broadsword, and it was like a knife mountain. He tightly rolled up a man with a dragon beard, fearing that his assassination was really difficult to work.
All the masters are most afraid of being weak-minded, having a man’s mood shaken and his moves scattered, which can’t stop Wang Wu’s offensive.
Wang Wu suddenly drank a knife method and changed the nod to the dragon. A man with a waist and a man with a waist must see that it is difficult to dodge. Nai sealed the sword to Wang Wu. This knife was angry and powerful, and the sword was slammed together.
Baodao’s generous and long sword is thin. I heard a crisp impact on Longbeard. A man’s long sword was actually cut off by Wang Wu’s Baodao. The five knives were not reduced. One man’s waist cut Longbeard and one man cut it in two.
"Ah ….." Dragon must be a male body rolling at random.
Broadsword Wang Wu cold hum a jump forward hand up a knife to cut off a man’s head and blood splashed Wang Wu, covered in blood. Wang Wu was ferocious like killing God.
At the moment, Zhang Yihu led the Cang Lang players to encircle and encircle the assassins scattered around Japan. Although the assassins are well-trained and capable, they are recruited temporarily. After all, they are far worse than Cang Lang’s tacit cooperation. Long guns have become scarce.
About a quarter of an hour later, Zhang Yihu walked up and said, "Instructor, all the assassins have been cleared up, and a total of 15 people were killed, but three of them were captured alive. One of the Cang Lang players was injured, 21 of the Qing brothers were killed and more than 10 others were injured."
Zhang Yi’s eyes flashed with anger. "Immediately escort these three people and send ten Cang Lang to guard them closely. At the same time, to prevent them from committing suicide, we must get something out of their mouths!"
Zhang Yihu bowed down and said, "It’s an instructor!"
Zhang Yi pushed his way through the crowd to Nie Shicheng and said, "My Lord, you are frightened."