Chapter 189: Spring Wind Pavilion Blood Battle 1

Laughed towards Xiaoshu, raised the bowl and drank the hot wine in the bowl again.
"If you and I are still alive after tonight, as long as you do n’t violate the Tang law and do nothing wrong, no one in the entire Tang Kingdom dares to bully you."
Ye Zhen grinned without refuting, saying, "This rain will stop soon, let's go."
Chao Xiaoshu laughed and said, "No hurry, I brought you a gift. You like it or not."
After all, one of the swords on the table was pushed in front of Ye Zhen.
Ye Zhen stretched out his hand to pull out the long sword, and Han Guang followed the blade edge, Ye Zhen's eyes narrowed slightly, and said, "Where does this sword ... come from?"
Ye Zhen found that the dark lines on the sword were exactly the same as those of his broken old man.
Chao Xiaoshu said, "I heard that you want to enter the college. Coincidentally, this sword is the backyard of the college. The master's personal disciples were made of 100 steelmaking. Although it is just a handy work, it is already a rare sword in the world!"
Ye Zhen nodded, and inserted a long sword into the sheath, and said, "Let's go."
"boom..."
Ye Zhen and Zhao Xiao stepped into the rain, the dark night sky lit for a short moment, and then there was a thunderous sound.
The next moment, the door of the three-story attic next to him was opened, and Sang Sang ran out, shouting in the rain, "Master, your face is almost ready."
Ye Zhen waved and said without looking back, "I will be back soon, remember to make two servings, put more spicy!"
Chao Xiaoshu laughed and said, "I don't like spicy food."
Ye Zhentong laughed "who cares about you".
The heavy rain flew, and soon the water on the pavement had already spread over the feet. Every time the two took a step, they would step on the ripples in the water.
Looking at the archway with a history of hundreds of years in front of him, Zhao Xiaoshu said, "The shabby little pavilion is the Spring Pavilion."
Ye Zhen glanced, saying "very average."
Nodded towards Xiaoshu, said undeniably, "Yes, but at this moment there are many people waiting for him to move around. The pavilion is my house. To be precise, it is Dongcheng Chunfeng Pavilion Hengerjie"
"I lived there since I was little"
Ye Zhen whispered, "So they all call you Chunfengting, the old dynasty, but ... I was crippled by the master of the other party before, and you are not afraid that I can't help you."
Hearing the words, Xiao Xiaoshu grinned and said, "Chunfeng Pavilion is the poorest place in Dongcheng. All the housekeepers live there, but I never mind."
"As for whether you can help me, now that you can recover miraculously, I recognize you as a brother, and I won't mind it, and I will try to protect you"
(Lin Forty-seven Lane is Dongcheng, the bronze front is written as Nancheng)
After speaking, the rain gradually stopped, and the two of them also came under the Chunfeng Pavilion, but ... the killings in the surrounding area became much heavier in an instant.
Stopping, slowly turning his head towards the small tree and looking behind him, there was a man in a black robe with a long knife in his hand, with a breath on his body, even if Ye Zhen did not look back.
It's a kind of blood, only the breath that kills people, but also kills many talents.
"Behind is Master Meng from Nancheng"
As soon as Zhao Xiaoshu's voice fell, at the corner in front of Chunfeng Pavilion, there were thousands of people in green clothes walking on the rain under their feet.
Everyone has two sharp axes, one pinned to his waist and one held in his hand.
Chao Xiaoshu said, "In front of this is Xicheng's main uncle Cat. Uncle Cat was the biggest in Dongcheng before. Qi Si has followed him before, but now he follows me. Uncle Cat is very angry."
"The few strong guys around him were all retired by the military, and they all worked well."
That being said, Chao Xiaoshu's face has always been smiling and disdainful.
In the back, Master Meng Shen said, "Dealing with grain, moving warehouses, transporting goods, and watching the Ministry of Households, the capital city's most fat bright life in recent years has been occupied by your fish and dragons!"
The uncle in front of the cat went on and said, "Toward the little tree, you should know what makes anger!"
"choke!"
Ye Zhen pulled out the sword in his hand and pointed at the uncle Cat in front of him with cold eyes, and said, "No more nonsense, I chopped down your waste wood. Grandpa, I have to rush home to eat noodles!"
Uncle Cat's gaze was faint, and he sneered "eat noodles? I'll let you eat for a while!" Then he waved his fingers.
"kill!"
Not a wide street, the enemies that were rushing fast like ink, quickly blackened the rain under their feet, and rushed towards the two under the Chunfeng Pavilion.
Cat Lord looked at Ye Zhen with a grimace. "Haha ... hahaha ..."
"Hahaha ....!"
Listening to the laughter in the ear, Ye Zhen also laughed loudly, and laughed louder and more arrogant than Cat Ye, looking at his face, it was as ugly as it became ugly.
It was only a little quiet at night, and then thunder again.
Under the Chunfeng Pavilion, the two separated instantly and rushed towards both ends.
The rain at his feet was divided by Ye Zhen.
"Oh!"
The long sword buzzed, cut out horizontally, and a pale golden sword flew instantly.
"puff!"
The first few people sprayed blood and flew backwards. The sword air left a deep mark on the ground, and the stirred rain swept away like a tide!
No matter people, roadside debris and signs, all tear apart!
"boom!"
With a thunderstorm, heavy rain poured down again, and the sword trembled upwards. Ye really needed to vent. At this moment, the sword in his hand seemed to be heavy. Saying it was a sword, at this time it was more like an iron rod. Is a piece of thin.
The blood was even stronger than the rain on Lin Forty-seven Lane.
In the field, in addition to the sound of thunder, the long sword slammed out, the buzzing sound of tearing air, and the thumping sound of rain splashing and vomiting blood.
Every time you take a step, the water under your feet will be empty, and the slate will be fragmented. The enemies in front of you are flying away like rain and leaves.
Killing one step at a time, the blood and water slowly infested the rain with his feet. Where Ye Zhen passed, the water on the ground had become blood red.
"Oh!"
Suddenly! Ye Zhen drew a sword in his hand, and swept it in front of him twice. With the sword in his hand, the two swords crossed the ground and separated the ground, flying along the street.
With a single blow, it cut off the first level of nearly 300 people, and scared the crowd of about 200 axe left by Uncle Cat.
The enemy did not dare to step forward, which did not mean that Ye Zhen was willing to stop there. The sword trembled and several phantoms appeared behind him.
The blood rain continued to fly, and in the following time, Ye Zhen seemed to have the avatar technique. Each person with a sword was an enemy's nightmare, and there was only a flash of cold light in front of him.
All that remained was the skull landing, and the sound of the sword mingling that had just passed into his ears.
After a while, Ye Zhen coldly killed the cat Ye who turned around and ran away.
Blood dripped along the blade and rain dripped, Ye Zhen sneered at the corpse, and even swung the sword to stand, before long, the small tree with a sword came to Ye Zhen.
Without any extra words, Ye Zhen continued to follow the small tree and resolved the waste wood blocking the road, then the next day he almost killed his big swordsman.
PS: Two chapters today, tomorrow or the day after tomorrow!