Chapter 50

Black tiger Leng for a while, and then beat his forehead.

Damn it!

In the past, the thief didn't shoot the old ox, but he was afraid that it would run wildly. Now that he has run, he naturally wants to shoot him and control his business.

From this point alone, he knew that thieves were professional!

And the more professional they are, the more dangerous they are.

The black tiger bit his teeth and suddenly roared: "Cui Si, lion leopard, you protect the ladies! Mr. Qin, help me

"Here it is

After shouting, he turned around and got into the car. Black tiger stared at Qin Murong and said in a cruel voice: "I'm sorry, sir. Now I want to protect you first!"

After that, without waiting for Qin Murong to refute, he rushed over and grabbed his body, put his back on his hand, put his skirt on Qin Murong's body and tied it tightly.

Because the tie was too strong, Qin Murong almost didn't come up in a breath and choked to death.

Then he rushed out of the carriage and yelled, "Qin Mu, Zhao Laosan! Go

When the ox cart stopped, a group of people in black rushed up, more than 30 people, more than the previous ambush sites.

As Qin Mu and Zhao Lao San ran forward, they wrapped their clothes around their hands. At the moment of collision, they directly raised their hands to block the opponent's long knife. The long knife was cut on the cloth, and they couldn't see through without drawing. They dashed into each other's arms again, and their right elbows went straight up into the sky, hitting each other's jaw. The thief's eye ball trembled, so they directly lost consciousness, turned back to grab the knife, and killed the thief Pull to the side and block the knife.

With the long sword in hand, they are like tigers rushing into the sheep.

They cut the same knife straight out, but the other side held it up and blocked it. However, they were pressed on the other side with the knife. The back of the thief's knife smashed his own bone. Qin Mu rowed down again, and the long knife passed through his chest and abdomen and opened his stomach!

The knife kept moving, and his legs were wrong. He took three steps in one step, only one circle. The blade of the knife had cut the other thief's neck. With a sound, it was like a sharp blade breaking brocade, and the head of the knife was whistling. Then the thief's blood gushed like a pillar, released the knife, covered his neck, fell to the ground, convulsed and struggled, and soon died.

Half a circle later, another thief's long sword arrived. Qin Mu's sword didn't return. He let it turn to his side, but he pushed his legs to the ground fiercely. In the most direct way, he broke into the opponent's arms. A hook fist from his left hand hit him, directly over the long sword, around the thief's arm, and one fist poured heavily on the opponent's face!

With a bang, the whole body of the thief was blown up! Qin Mu's left hand pressed down again, and he held the thief's right arm straight forward. With a click, his arm reversed and broke. His palm slid along the thief's arm to his wrist. After turning it over, he got another knife. Without looking at it, he threw it back. The long knife came near the carriage and was caught by his companion. He continued to defend the enemy!

Zhao Laosan is similar, but the means are more cruel. Even if the thief is seriously injured and falls to the ground, he always takes a moment to cut the other person's head or stab the other person's heart.

They fight, rely on each other and cooperate with each other, but eventually they will be attacked by five or six people at the same time. The so-called two fists are hard to fight with four hands, and one sword is not as good as the others, so we can only find a way to make up for it with body method.

The single Dao looks at the hand, the double Dao looks at the walk, the long Dao does not leave the body!

Qin Mu uses a knife as a spear. His arms are generally extended and he can resist the enemy accurately.

Zhao Laosan is on the contrary. The back of the sword seems to grow on his body and always fit. With the long sword, it's like a silver snake climbing back and forth on him. It's just right to block all attacks, and then kill the enemy by close quarters.

The thief was a little confused.

They never thought that this seemingly ordinary ten slaves could have such fierce fighting power?

What's more, they used to be unarmed, but they were armed with a long sword and a bow and crossbow. How could they fight? The long sword was taken away and the crossbow could not hurt the enemy. This Is this an ordinary house slave? This is a servant of a merchant's family?!

How can they know that this group of people, even his majesty, are very greedy.

Two people, in the face of more than 30 thieves, actually killed a bloody road!

And the black tiger took the long sword from his companion, one in each hand, carrying Qin Murong on his back, and began to run.

When a thief rushed over, the black tiger roared: "kill!"

The thief's head is different and his head is more than ten feet high.

Another thief came, another "kill!".

Half of the thief's body was abruptly split, and he was still hanging with a pestle in consternation.

"Kill! Kill! Kill

The black tiger kept shouting and killing wildly, which frightened the thieves and didn't give them any chance to hurt Qin Murong.

In this way, all the way to the past, suddenly a knife to fly a person, in front of is a straight channel, no one to stop!

"After the break!"

The black tiger roared, then bit a knife in his mouth, threw away the other one, dragged Qin Murong's body tightly with both hands, and ran away.

Sure enough, when the thief was away, the crossbow came.

There are two people behind the block, in front of, but only hands can resist!After a shower of arrows, the black tiger had already run dozens of meters, and finally it was beyond the scope of the crossbow. The Bowman had no choice but to chase after him.

According to what they thought, they went to battle with light weight, and black tiger was carrying a man behind him, so he couldn't catch up with his speed.

But after chasing, they were shocked to find that the black tiger was getting farther and farther away from them. No matter how hard he tried, the short distance couldn't be narrowed down, on the contrary Black tiger's back is getting smaller and smaller Gradually disappeared in the night.

……

The black tiger's heavy gasping sound surged on the blade again and again, making a strange sound.

Qin Murong said: "well, it's very far away. Don't run any more."

The black tiger continued to run.

"I said, don't run any more!"

Qin Murong shrieked, his voice choked.

Because his hands are covering the chest of black tiger.

Two crossbows, one on the shoulder, one on the right chest!

Qin Murong pressed the wound to death, but there was still a lot of blood flowing from around the arrow handle, which made his hands red.

And the breath of the black tiger, gradually has blood foam, in the long knife flow into a river.

A quarter of an hour, the black tiger finally stopped.

He stopped slowly, swayed a few times, but still stood up.

His left hand took down the long knife, turned over his hand, cut open the chest cloth, and let Qin Murong fall to the ground directly.

With cold eyes and gasping for breath, he raised his right arm and grasped the handle of the arrow. With a flash of light, he cut off the handle of the arrow, but the arrow remained in his chest and abdomen.

After removing both the handles of the two arrows, I took out a medicine bottle from my arms and poured it all over the wound His face was ferocious and his throat made a sound.

"Young master, stand behind me."

Qin Murong is about to come over to check his condition, but black tiger said so in a deep voice, and his eyes have been staring at the dark street in front of him!

Just at this time, a shadow slowly came out of the dark corner, first sighed, and then muttered: "it seems that it's right for the upper authorities to arrange me here for insurance. I didn't expect that you could really get out. "

As the man approached, Qin Murong saw his face vaguely by the light from behind the high wall.

He was about a middle-aged man, dressed in strong clothes, with a clear water sword in his hand, which he carried casually on his side.

The man pointed at the black tiger with his long sword and said, "you are qualified to leave a name. What's your name?"

The black tiger didn't refuse. He said in a deep voice: "under the seat of Mr. Qin, the leader of 200 dead men, black tiger!"

"Well? There are not many people with black surname, and I have never heard of a martial arts family with black surname Your right chest is badly injured, but your arm can move. Your left shoulder is hit by an arrow, but your left arm can move freely. Your body alone can be called King Kong state! If I give you a few years, I'm afraid you'll be another expert in the world. It's a pity that you will die here today. Do you have any last words before you leave? "

Black tiger way: "have, but don't need to say to you."

"Oh? Why? "

"I'm not stupid. Why should I tell my last words to a dead man? It doesn't make sense. "

That person one stagnates, then cold voice way: "tooth sharp mouth sharp, see the knife in your hand, have your mouth sharp!"

Suddenly, a sword strikes. It's clear that he has only taken two or three steps, but he has directly crossed the distance of more than ten meters. Before Qin Murong can react, the sword has reached the neck of black tiger!

Black tiger is also calm, across more than ten meters of a sword, always do not tilt a head fast.

Crooked head, side body, take a step forward, long knife down and up, then draw a meteor!

The sword stops slightly and turns again. It's like loach. It goes back to the belly of the black tiger. The man's body is close to the blade and avoids easily.

Yi's sword brings out a handful of blood.