"Sleeping gas?" Wang Yuanlang sniffed, then suddenly smiled disdainfully, "You mean that stove? Didn't anyone tell you? Every elite guard has undergone intensive training, normal poisonous gas has no effect on us. "
The guards were all in high spirits, their eyes fierce, without any signs of drowsiness.
"I know." Yan Li still had a smile on his face.
"What training, I've never gone through it …" Li Yixiu softly fell to the ground. Before he fainted, he said with a bitter smile, "Brother Yan, you're so treacherous …"
Wang Yuanlang was startled, then immediately scolded, "What a piece of trash. — — Capture him for me!"
Shen Liuyun took a step forward, and with a light wave of her jade-like hand, a strong gust of Innate Qi swept out, and the five guards who were rushing up were sent flying. Two of them smashed through the door and fell onto the corridor.
"My inn!" The innkeeper screamed like a pig being slaughtered outside.
One of the guards who fell on the corridor glared at him angrily, "If you don't want to die, scram immediately!"
"Hmph!" Shen Liuyun's sleeves fluttered, her beautiful eyes revealing a shocking pressure, "Is this how you do things outside? The guard department needs to be reorganized. "
"Who do you think you are!" Wang Yuanlang's expression was fierce, "A woman who was played by her own student dares to point fingers at the guard department!"
"You're courting death!" Shen Liuyun raised her palm and slapped, cloud-shaped true energy surging out.
Wang Yuanlang did not retreat, but instead advanced. He took out his Killing Intent Saber and infused it with true energy, "Splitting Hua Mountain".
Bam!
The result was obvious, Wang Yuanlang was sent flying, crashing into the wall of the corridor. Not to mention the collision of palm force and saber force, there was no comparison between true energy and true energy.
"Haha …" There was a trace of blood at the corner of Wang Yuanlang's mouth, but he suddenly laughed, "Shen Liuyun, after breaking through to Perfected Being, is this all you've got? Qu Youfeng was right, you really haven't recovered from your injuries. I can't bear to see you act so high and mighty, as if everyone else is inferior to you. Even in front of His Majesty, you don't show any respect. Now that you've fallen into my hands, I can help His Majesty punish you! They're just two cripples. Attack! "
"Kill!"
There was also a large hole in the window, and with the clanking sound of armor, the elite guards from all directions pounced on the two of them. Shen Liuyun circulated his zhenqi. With a light sweep, an invisible force field appeared and sent the guards flying away.
But the enemy's victory was boundless. Even if he fell, he would still fight back valiantly, completely disregarding the pain.
Shen Liuyun had yet to recover from his serious injuries and was gradually losing strength.
Suddenly, two guards broke through her and rushed towards Yan Li, each holding a murder weapon that had slaughtered countless people. With a grim smile, they slashed towards Yan Li. When arresting a criminal, there was naturally a process of arresting first and then questioning later. This posture did not look like arresting a person, but rather, it looked like they were going to kill him.
Yan Li leaped backwards and landed on the bed. Before leaving the cliff, he stabbed the two guards with the hilt of his sword. The two guards screamed and fell back. Without using his zhenqi, with his sword skills, he could easily defeat the guards who were below the fifth rank, but it would be difficult for him to deal with those who were above the fourth rank. Even if those who were above the fourth rank were beaten back by Shen Liuyun, with his current condition, he would probably be exhausted after a few times. At that time, he would still be at the mercy of others.
Wang Yuanlang watched from afar. He was clear about this and sneered secretly. Suddenly, he leaped like a tiger and took advantage of the gap when Shen Liuyun was surrounded to break through her, and the Killing Intent Saber went straight for Yan Li's head.
The name of the saber was "Killing Intent". As the name suggested, it was a saber with killing intent.
Before the edge of the saber arrived, the killing intent on the saber made Yan Li feel like he was in an ice cave. He hurriedly retreated, but unexpectedly, he tripped on his heel and fell at this critical moment. He hit the head of the bed, which shook his internal injuries and made him gasp.
"I'll cut off one of your arms first, then I'll slowly settle the score with you for my brother!" Wang Yuanlang's eyes were full of hatred, so much so that the saber that was infused with the Killing Intent Saber's edge was already cold and sinister.
The hand that held the sword was a swordsman's life. Cutting off the hand that held the sword was worse than cutting off the swordsman's life.
Yan Li's eyes were filled with ferocity. He pulled out the Leaving Cliff, completely disregarding the danger of losing his arm, and stabbed towards Wang Yuanlang's heart.
This stab, of course, did not have any power. Wang Yuanlang could have easily avoided it, but he did not. He wanted to receive this stab, so that his hatred would go up another level. Only torture would give him pleasure. Moreover, he wanted to cut off his arm even if he was injured.
At this moment, all his attention was on Yan Li, and he did not pay any attention to the sickly ghost who was curled up in the corner.
The sickly ghost was originally lying on the ground in a semi-conscious state, but when he suddenly opened his eyes, the panic and fear on his face disappeared and was replaced by fierceness and cruelty. He took out a sword out of nowhere and silently stabbed towards Wang Yuanlang like a ghost.
"General, be careful!" One of the guards noticed and gave a warning.
In the blink of an eye, Wang Yuanlang only realized that death was approaching when he heard the warning. Compared to revenge, he treasured his own life more. The knife that was barely able to block Yan Li's arm was actually pulled back by him, and he quickly retreated, dodging the sickly ghost's sword by a hair's breadth.
Suddenly, another palm attack came. Without even looking, he held the knife in his hand and used his arm as a shield to block the palm attack. However, the true energy was terrifying, and he could not completely block it. He flew out diagonally.
A few guards rushed up and joined hands to catch him.
Shen Liuyun's palm attack seemed to have been predicted. The aura around him shook, forcing the guards to retreat. He flashed and picked up Yan Li, and rushed out through the window.
"Stop!" Wang Yuanlang roared.
"If you don't want to live, cough cough …" The sickly ghost blocked the window. "Try chasing after one …"
"Who are you?" Wang Yuanlang was shocked and angry.
"Brother Wang, that person is the sickly ghost, Yang Qing." Before the sickly ghost could speak, a clear voice came from outside. He looked back in shock and saw that Yan Li and Yan Li, who had rushed out, had actually retreated. What followed was a violent explosion.
Shen Liuyun carried Yan Li and rushed out. Suddenly, he felt the sword coming at him. He subconsciously raised his palm and smashed the sword, only to see that Li Yixiu, who should have been unconscious on the ground, was actually standing on the roof outside the window, looking at the two with a smile.
"Didn't you faint?" Yan Li was shocked.
Li Yixiu said with a smile, "From the moment I stepped into the inn, I switched to internal breathing. The sleeping gas was useless against me."
Yan Li rolled his eyes. "Treacherous!"
Li Yixiu said innocently, "All is fair in war. Besides, it was Brother Yan who schemed against me first. " The sword in his hand spun like fireflies, dazzling people's eyes. He then waved it in the air, creating a bolt of black lightning.
At the same time, he said loudly, "Brother Wang, that person is the sickly ghost, Yang Qing."
"Shadow Sword!" Shen Liuyun recognized it at a glance and retreated back into the room without hesitation.
Boom!
The place that was hit by the lightning immediately exploded. With the window as the center, the hole became a large hole. If Shen Liuyun hadn't retreated, she might have been fine, but Yan Li would have suffered a strong impact.
Li Yixiu came out of the black smoke and slowly landed behind the two.
"Sickly ghost?" Wang Yuanlang was startled.
A guard whispered in his ear, "General, Yanshan Robber does have a person called the sickly ghost, Yang Qing. He belongs to the Swordsman Battalion and is rumored to be the junior commander under Yan Wu Shuang who has killed the most people."
"I didn't expect … cough cough …" The sickly ghost said, "The nobleman of Yongling … cough cough cough … actually recognizes me …"
This person coughed every two or three words, looking as if he was dying of illness. He was actually a junior commander.
Li Yixiu smiled and said, "If Brother Yan is in Songyang City, I have no reason not to think more. Besides, your illness doesn't seem to be faking. Before coming here, I spent a lot of effort on the intelligence of Yanshan Robber. Since the sickly ghost is here, the medicine farmer Sun Zhangzhi who never leaves his side must be here. "
As he said this, he turned to the dark-faced old man who was curled up in the corner. "Am I right, Mr. Sun?"
Once the old man heard that he was exposed, he stopped pretending. He first bowed to Yan Li and then said, "Li Yixiu, the current capital governor, the only son of Li Boyong, the Minister of War, the favored son of the last batch of the Academy. It is suspected that you have comprehended the truth of Martial Arts. My commander thinks very highly of you, but I didn't expect it to be a little low. Not only is your strength first-class, but your mind and means are also first-class."
"I don't deserve such praise." Li Yixiu smiled faintly. Perhaps he did not deserve such praise, but he could not see why he was "ashamed".
"My illness … cough cough … is real … killing people … cough cough … is also real …" The sickly ghost, Yang Qing, suddenly pounced on Li Yixiu.
At the same time, the medicine farmer Sun Zhangzhi also pounced on Wang Yuanlang.
Shen Liuyun did not hesitate and immediately tried to pass Li Yixiu with Yan Li.
"If it's not necessary, I really don't want to hurt anyone." Li Yixiu's sword was simply unimaginably sharp. In the moment he moved, Yang Qing's sword momentum was disintegrated. Then, the sword light flashed, and Yang Qing retreated at a speed faster than the momentum. He stumbled and bumped into Sun Zhangzhi, who had been pushed back by Wang Yuanlang.
The two were heavily surrounded by the guards' weapons, and there was no chance to resist even if they wanted to.
Li Yixiu took care of Yang Qing with half a move, and then blocked Shen Liuyun's way again. He said seriously, "The two of you, please stop resisting. Knives and swords have no eyes. It's inevitable that there will be times when I can't control my strength."
It was a very serious threat. Although Shen Liuyun was not afraid of him, she was not sure that she could protect Yan Li in an intense fight, so she hesitated for a moment.
"Forget it, forget it. I'm tired." Yan Li suddenly took the initiative to surrender.
Wang Yuanlang waved his hand, and a guard took a metal chain and locked him and the two junior commanders together. As for Shen Liuyun, no one had the guts to tie her up yet.
"Men, take them away!" Wang Yuanlang waved his hand.
"Wait." Li Yixiu frowned and said, "Brother Wang, we agreed that after we capture them, I will deal with them. This is the condition for me to agree to act together."
Wang Yuanlang looked into his eyes and knew that he was serious. If he did not do as he said, the consequences would be very unpredictable. They were originally students of the same batch in the academy, so they knew each other's temperament very well.
He gritted his teeth and said, "An hour. On account of our many years of friendship, as long as you hand over Yan Li to me for an hour, I can guarantee that he will live!"
"Your guarantee doesn't seem very reliable. It reminds me of some very unpleasant memories," Li Yixiu said.
Wang Yuanlang pulled him to the side and said in a low voice, "He is the murderer who killed my younger brother. Please, on account of our many years of friendship, I owe you one. Don't you want to know who the owner of the tomb in the palace is? As long as you promise me, I will tell you this secret. "
"You know?" Li Yixiu's eyes narrowed slightly.
"I swear in the name of the Martial God Manor!" Wang Yuanlang swore.
"Deal!"
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