Chapter 16 16 Shocking Changes (Part 2)

Author: My spear is still here

Chapter 16 16 Shocking Changes (Part 2)

Li Sheng is a short middle-aged man. He is only six feet tall and his arms are longer than his knees. He is a natural swordsman.

His short body makes it easier for him to dodge enemy attacks, and his slender arms make the sword in his hand more deadly. Ever since he became sensible, he has slowly understood his advantages. Among thousands of troops, he is of no use. In the land of martial arts, the strength and burliness cannot compare with those fierce soldiers. In the forest of thousands of spears, no matter how powerful the swordsman is, there is no chance to draw the sword smoothly.

But under Maling Gong, he had many opportunities to use the sword and had few opponents. His dexterity and speed were better than many people. He encountered many dangers, but in the end, the opponent fell first.

When he heard that the target this time was a dandy, he felt a little unhappy. He felt that a waste was not worthy of his sword. He also proposed to Ma Linggong to send his disciples to complete this task but was rejected.

In the end, he could only agree to this. He prepared his long sword and asked his apprentice to sharpen it.

His sword is more than three feet long. The hilt has become blurred due to being corroded by sweat over time, and the beautiful carved wood grain can no longer be seen in any shape.

However, everyone in Malingong's mansion knew that although Li Sheng's sword looked shabby, it was deadly and sharp whenever he struck it.

In the evening, Duke Maling sent an envoy over and told him again: "Follow the secret passage into the post house and deal with the dandy, let him die in the courtyard, and then come back along the secret passage without leaving any traces."

Li Sheng was a little impatient: "I don't need you to teach me how to deal with a rich kid who doesn't work hard and doesn't distinguish between grain and grain.

I just hate that his blood stained my sword.

Go back and tell Duke Maling that he will not survive, but I don’t want to deal with such a waste next time, he is not worth my while.”

The messenger nodded: "I will convey your words."

After saying that, the envoy turned around and left the mansion. After quickly walking out of the house, the envoy looked at the stone lion at the door and spat towards the door: "It's just a dog. He thinks he can pick his prey. A good dog is just a dog." Dog." He cursed and left Li Sheng's sword hall.

The next day, the morning sun rose, a large ray of light fell from the eastern sky to the earth, and the streets and alleys were filled with milky white mist.

Wang Jian paced around the room anxiously. His persuasion last night had no effect.

He told Liu Yu that Wu Yuanheng would be conspiring with Maling Gong. He overheard the conversation between the Howling Wolf Cavalry and guessed that Wu Yuanheng was taking his daughter to the Mu Mansion, so he knew the seriousness of the matter.

He once speculated on the game between the parties, but he forgot that there is another possibility, that is, a win-win solution for the Wu family and the Mu family. If Wu Yuanheng betrays his trust and joins Mu Sheng, then sacrifices Du Yanghou to reach a deal with Mu Sheng, maybe then That's why Wu Yuanheng took his daughter south.

However, whether he heard the words of the Howling Wolf Cavalry hundreds of steps away, or whether Duyang Hou's once strong ally Wu Jiahui had betrayed his trust, Liu Yu could not believe it, and felt that he was just unfounded worries and random thoughts.

In the morning, my father packed up his things, changed his armor, and prepared to go out with Wu Yuanheng. Today they will accompany the monarch on hunting, which is the honor of the courtiers.

Wang Jian wanted to stop him. He instinctively felt that the cheap man might be in danger, but the guards around him were all members of the Wu family, as well as the ten fierce howling knights. His consciousness also noticed that the post house There were more than 200 soldiers on the periphery compared to yesterday. This seemed very normal. Because the emperor was hunting, the city had strengthened its defense, but there were too many additional soldiers at the post house.

Wu Yi was preparing to accompany him, and seemed to notice that he was a little worried. When he left, he smiled and comforted Wang Jian: "Don't worry, young master. The Marquis is the best master in Duyang. No one can match your master's spear skills and riding skills. He is more than enough to deal with wild beasts. We

I will also do my best to protect the Marquis."

Wang Jian had no choice but to nod, but thought in his heart, no matter how powerful a person is, he can't avoid conspiracy and calculations. Even if his father is brave enough to win the three armies, he can't avoid a hidden arrow.

His father took Wu Yi and dozens of cavalry away, leaving only five people at his command, as well as Liu Yu and the five masters brought by the Han Dynasty around her.

At this time, Wang Jian clearly knew who were from the Han Dynasty. In addition to Liu Yu, there were two sorcerers and three tall knights.

He immediately called for Uncle Gong, who was staying behind, and commanded the troops of Linyinbao, and ordered: "I will give you two quarters of an hour to gather everyone in my courtyard, wearing armor and carrying swords."

Uncle Gong did not obey the order, "I am following the instructions of the Marquis, not the young master." He shook his head as he spoke.

In Wang Jian's memory, he was not afraid of anything, but he had always been afraid of the ruthless commander of Linyinbao.

But this time it was different. Wang Jian's face turned cold: "If my father is away, I will be the master of Heyang. If you are dissatisfied, wait until my father comes back to talk about it. Go and execute it now, otherwise you will be punished according to the laws of Zhao State."

Uncle Gong looked at him in surprise, his expression not very good, but he quickly turned around to gather the soldiers.

Soon, three soldiers ran over first with lazy steps. They got along well with Wang Jian these days. The first one came in and said: "Young master, if you need anything, just call us. You don't have to bother the brothers." He said.

He said this while tying the leather armor straps.

Wang Jian looked serious and held the hilt of the sword at his waist: "Someone is here! In my room."

The three soldiers were confused, "Who is here? How did he come?"

One of them entered the house carelessly carrying a sword. Wang Jianlian reminded: "Be careful!"

Unfortunately, it was too late. The soldier screamed and fell out of the door. His right hand covered the gap in the armor under his left armpit, and he was bleeding profusely.

He lay on the ground and tried to open his mouth, but no sound came out. Soon there was no sound. The sword penetrated accurately and easily through the gap in the armpit armor, piercing the soldier's lungs, making it impossible for him to shout loudly for help.

"Young Master, run!" The two soldiers drew their swords from their waists and protected him behind them.

A short black shadow had already rushed out of the house, its steps were as sharp as a lynx. It was in front of them in a moment. The two soldiers were frightened and instinctively struck forward with their swords from left to right.

Unexpectedly, the sword light of the man in black was like flowing water, and he turned sideways in front of him in a sharp motion. His short body squatted down nimbly while moving, and then shot upward like an arrow from the string, accurately shuttling between the two swords.

As he walked up, a blood-red scene instantly appeared. The soldier in front of Wang Jian's left staggered and fell to the ground. Blood spurted out from his neck, and his horrified eyes gradually solidified.

The other soldier who survived was so frightened that he took several steps back, his hands trembling.

Wang Jian also felt nervous. His sword had already been unsheathed. When they met each other, the other party had already killed two people! He was a master!

The man in black ignored the soldiers who were too scared to fight back and rushed straight towards him.

"Help! Come help me!" Wang Jian shouted, holding a sword in his right hand and preparing to resist the attack. The figure of the man in black moved to his left. Although he was dexterous and fast, he could follow all his movements and movement trajectories in his consciousness.

But it is extremely clear, like a slow snail. Due to the limitations of his physical fitness, Wang Jian himself is more like a snail.

Just when the man in black thought that Wang Jian would resist the attack with his sword, his left hand suddenly swung a flying knife from behind his waist.

The man in black reacted extremely quickly. Almost as soon as he threw the knife, his next step was to the right, changing the direction of attack.

Wang Jian knew that his flying knives were useless. What he wanted was to delay the attack, so he took a few steps back and threw two flying knives in succession, but they were both dodged.

The man in black got a little annoyed after dodging one after another. After a few steps forward, the rhythm of his steps was a bit messy. Wang Jian suddenly thrust his sword forward. The opponent did not retreat but instead advanced with his long sword and drew a sword light. He was absolutely confident that he could survive the duel.

Hit him first.

However, there was no fight as imagined at all. Instead, the man in black fell to the ground with a plop. It turned out that Wang Jian had retreated outside the hospital and guided the man to the threshold.

Just now, Wang Jian had been using flying knives, and he had no intention of hurting the man in black. The man in black was a master of swordsmanship, and his reactions, footwork and swordsmanship were all very good.

He just wants to distract the other party and lead him to trip. Compared to his own spiritual consciousness, the man in black is just an ordinary person, no matter how powerful he is. His spirit needs to be highly concentrated, and his eyes follow the tip of the sword, and he cannot take care of all directions.

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What then stunned the man in black was that Wang Jian did not step forward to fight or try to make a last hit. Instead, he quickly used this gap to escape to the open space outside the yard and shouted for help.
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