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So we can rush out of town?
Yang Kun repented and couldn’t figure out how his superior forces fell off the wind instead.
Is Lin Zhennan cunning or is he too eager for quick success?
I don’t know if I can protect Yang Kun when I am defeated this time.
"The left-behind brothers in the hall estimated that the city gate was unexpectedly!"
I was anxious to tell Yang Kun to wake up. "What immediately attacked the city!"
Yang Kun doesn’t care about the gate defense. What’s worse, Fuzhou defense does. Most of the gatekeepers have deserted. What is there to worry about?
Although there are more than 200 officers and men guarding the tower, these officers and men will retreat to the gates on both sides in less than a quarter of an hour in the face of crouching tiger.
Hey!
The sharp knife flew over the suspension bridge and fell into the moat.
Cheep-
Two Daimon Masaru screamed and the original guarding city officers and soldiers actually released the hanging door.
Creak—
Several people with big waists helped the public to pull the cable, and the heavy hanging door was slowly pulled up.
"Out of town!"
Yang Kun rushed into the dark city hole and crossed the moat, looking at the noise outside the town, and the heart was gloomy.
Boom!
There was a loud noise, and Yang Kun felt his feet tremble.
"What’s going on? Where is the ambush?"
"The main hall is not good. The hanging door is coming." A guard pointed at the gate and shouted, "What should I do? There are brothers in the main hall."
Buzzing—
In the sky, there was a sudden sound of arrows and rain. Looking up, a large group of soldiers appeared on the walls on both sides of Yang Kun. The towers were covered with arrows because of the bow.
It’s over!
Yang Kun nearly fell when his head fainted. Will at least half of his brothers come or not?
"Don’t leave quickly." The guards are cautious. "Since the officers and men are on guard, I’m afraid it will be more dangerous to wait."
The guard’s voice just fell in front of the town, and suddenly it was as bright as day, and the drums rumbled here. At the same time, the west of the town came to horseshoe town, but the south was so quiet that people were flustered.
Which way to?
"to the south!"
Yang Kun took the lead and led less than two thousand crouching tigers to help the crowd trudge towards the unknown front.
"Master, there may be an ambush in the south, otherwise it wouldn’t be so quiet."
"There may or may not be an ambush to the south." Yang Kunqiang smiled. "The art of war has Yun Qiang and is weak. I am sure that the defense of the town is definitely not as strong as that of Fuwei Escort Agency, but our strength is greatly reduced now. It is difficult to withdraw if we delay for a long time."
"The town regards the enemy as strong in the north and weak in the south, which is weird and unpredictable." Yang Kun looked at the guards and said, "Now we can’t leave the town to the north and south. It seems dangerous in the south, but if there is an ambush in the south, the enemy should make some noise."
The guard mused, "It is because of the noise in the south that the master judged that the enemy did not ambush in the south?"
"Almost," said Yang Kunnai with a wry smile. "This is what Zhao Yang said about psychological warfare. The outcome is this time."
"Two you property has escaped, don’t you go? Are you not afraid of punishment? "
Actual combat is the best way to get high. No wonder Master often goes out to make trouble.
Lin Ping’s swordsmanship has grown rapidly in the black-one-black-two contest, from being overwhelmed and flustered in the early days to being able to handle it with ease now, and his self-confidence has also expanded.
"Hum, it’s not his turn for Yang Kun to intervene in my work!" Black ao however way
"Yang Kun who? For so long, I still don’t know what to call you two. It’s really rude. "
When Crouching Tiger Gang appeared, Lin Ping was adjusting his breath and met Lin Zhennan. Lin Ping didn’t have time to understand the changes in the current situation.
"Black Crouching Tiger Helps Guest Qing"
"black two with"
Sweat!
Did Lin Ping sweat like this? Is this different from not answering?
"All right, buddy, we won’t play," Lin Ping said with awe. "I’ll let you go today because the two of you just showed mercy to my father."
"I’m good at Kung Fu, but I can’t keep both of us," Heiyi proudly said. "I can’t hold you back, but otherwise we can go back to work?"
Lin Ping sneered, "In that case, don’t blame me!"
When the light of the sword flashed, Lin Ping abandoned the fixed sword, and the dark iron sword was like a large sum of money pointing out the country in the middle, sometimes muddy as a mountain and sometimes light as a feather.
There are no moves, but every sword comes out with a hidden danger. Every sword points to the fatal weakness of black one and black two, forcing them to follow Lin Ping’s baton.
The sword is like silk, and the shadow of the sword is like fog. Lin Ping’s three-foot Qingfeng has compiled an impenetrable sword net to cover the black one and the black two, and the two of them have the ability to sprint left and right
"I repeat, let’s call it a day and meet each other later." Lin Ping once again extended an olive branch.
I appreciate the black one and the black two.
As a result, the two men did not attack Lin Zhennan and strike back to make Lin Ping hate it.
Secondly, if there were no black one and black two, he would not have made such rapid progress in swordsmanship, and he would not have reached a new level by integrating all kinds of swordsmanship.
Zhao Yang’s strength is very strong, but his swordsmanship is not strong. As a result, several of his disciples also inherited his strong characteristics and weak swordsmanship.
How can Lin Ping not thank these two sparring partners for such a breakthrough today?