Chapter 118 Brother, Brother!

The world's hidden weapon is the leader, and the first push is the Tang Sect in Shu.

But in such a big world, the reason why Tangmen can become a hidden weapon is that in addition to the Tang family's intensive study of this way, there is another reason, that is, a gentleman does not learn hidden weapons. Although the villain is good at hidden weapons, he can't train hard. So for many years, hidden weapons have always been a skill that has become a laughing stock.

Even Fu Yao didn't expect that Song Yi would be obsessed with flying knife skills, let alone the two strong men guarding the woodshed in front of him.

The flying knife came out, and the wind sounded. In an instant, it shot into the body of the man on the left with a sad sharp sound. Song Yi's blade was also colliding with the blade of the strong man on the right at this moment.

Keng---

A sound of gold and iron attack covered up the muffled hum of the man who hit the flying knife. Song Yi stepped back a few steps, but he was still scratched out of a wound on his left arm by the remaining knife of the man who was hit by the hidden weapon, and his clothes cracked a long opening, revealing a blood stain...

When Song Yi hurriedly retreated, the strong man who had not been hurt had already shouted and stabbed over with a slanted knife again, with a strong momentum. In addition, after the strong man who was hit by two flying knives was cut out, he affected the chest injury in the flying knife shot, and had to cover his chest and retreat to check the injury...

He won a little advantage with a flying knife, but even in the face of a strong man, Song Yi still gritted his teeth with a bitter face and greeted him again. There was another sound, and the spark burst out. The two touched each other, and Song Yi stepped back a few steps again!

After two knives, the strong man's eyes were beautiful, and then he chased him again and cut at Song Yi's waist fiercely. He was long and his hands. When he waved the knife, the muscles on his arm were explosive, bulging a large ball, and it looked powerful.

Song Yi shouted bitterly in his heart, and listened to many footsteps that had approached in his ears, and his eyes narrowed slightly to meet him again.

Another crisp sound of gold and iron, but the face of the strong man suddenly changed slightly. Because of this knife, he actually found that he did not encounter much resistance. Subconsciously, he pulled back the knife, but at this moment, he was slightly panicked and found that Song Yi's knife was here again. It's time to catch up.

Between collection and release, it's a scheming! The strong man who was teased only understood Song Yi's reality in a moment, and then waved the knife furiously, poured all his strength into this knife, and tried to cut Song Yi with one blow.

The knife was powerful and strong. After the knife was waved, there was a ferocious look on the strong man's face, but the knife went out, but it cut emptyly in the air. The momentum was so fierce that it was too late to stop Song Yi, who rolled on the ground.

The strong man was shocked. When he changed his move, he had found that Song Yi rolled directly from the ground to the door of the firewood room, and then his whole body hit the door of the firewood door and rolled in...

The injured strong man sat on the ground not far away. He had just pulled out a flying knife stained with blood on his chest and was treating the wound with cloth, but he suddenly saw the change. Suddenly, under the roar of the lost strong man, he stood up urgently and rushed to the woodshed. Unexpectedly, he didn't even care about the bleeding in his chest.

The two strong men rushed to the woodshed house, just within the time when Song Yi rushed into the front and back feet of the firewood house, but Song Yi had already seen Zhan Peng leaning against the wood stack and tied with a rope next to the wood stack. Zhan Peng had already heard the sound of fighting outside the door and almost rushed in at Song Yi. At this moment, he struggled to occupy it, and then hit Song Yi's blade like death!

Of course, Song Yi knew that Zhan Peng was going to get rid of the shackles on his body, so his blade quickly cut at the rope tied to Zhan Peng's body, but in a moment, the two long knives had cut down towards Song Yi's body with an extremely violent wind.

Wh! The rope was cut in an instant, and Song Yi also bent down to dodge at this moment, but he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his back, as if he felt the sharp pain of his skin and flesh separating.

Two knives... Song Yi gritted his teeth. After receiving the sharp two sharp knives, he did not pause at all. He still moved forward. It was not until he heard a heavy impact and muffled hum behind him that he looked back with the knife.

One person flew out of the door, and the other person cut a knife but was held by Zhan Peng's outstretched hand...

Bloody, dripping down the ground from the cut palm along the blade, but the knife seemed to be fixed there and could not go down at all. The strong man punched and hit Zhan Peng fiercely. At this moment, Song Yi came to his senses and rushed over quickly.

Bum! Zhan Peng was punched out...

Oh! Song Yi penetrated into the chest of the strong man with a knife...

In an instant, the murderous and fierce atmosphere suddenly calmed down. In addition to the figure with blood dripping to the ground, only the sound of Zhan Peng getting up from the ground with gasping breath was left.

Song Yi drew a knife, and the strong man fell to the ground!

"Go!" Song Yi shook the blade, threw a string of blood out of the blade, and then quickly turned around to help Zhan Peng and was about to leave, but he found that Zhan Peng's already very pale face became pale, and he said bitterly, "It's too late!"

Song Yi almost did not respond to this sentence. He just helped Zhan Peng walk out of the woodshed quickly, and then found that it was really too late.

Papa...

The sound of footsteps stepping on the ground is endless, but the sound of someone slapping, just like the audience cheering after watching the play in Liyuan.

"Tut... I never thought that you had disrupted my plan and dared to break into this yard at this time. For the first time, I looked at the literati differently... Your name is Song Yi, right?

Song Yi saw that the speaker was a middle-aged man on the chair surrounded by everyone in the center of the front, with a clear face and a slight smile and calmness on his face.

After Song Yi saw the man's empty trousers, he suddenly sneered and said, "That's right. It's Song Yi. I didn't expect that Xiao Leng, the king of the Northern Court of Liaoning, would do this kind of despicable thing to kidnap women..."

Song Yi said a word, which suddenly caused an uproar. Many people looked at Xiao Leng with obvious surprise in their eyes, as if... Xiao Leng really didn't say these things to his servants. Song Yi once again felt that he was right!

In the face of everyone's uproar and questioning eyes, Xiao Leng had no intention of explaining at all, but said to Song Yi indifferently, "I didn't expect you to know this, but now I think it's a little pity... If you can use it for me, I can still let you live!"

"Gone a way to live... Ha ha, it's ridiculous. You, a defeated general, actually said such frivolous words on my Dazhao's land. Do you think that Zhao is uninhabited? Song Yi sneered and shouted loudly, and once again shouted out Xiao Leng's identity as a Liaoning person in order to shake the unknown people in the yard.

"Useless..." Xiao Leng's face became gloomy, and he stared at Song Yi coldly and said, "Even if they know now, they can only follow my orders, because if not, in addition to not getting money to escape, can they still report to the official? What's more... Even if everyone in the yard listens to you and I want to kill you, I can still do it!"

It seemed that in order to confirm Xiao Leng's words, a man took his step from the crowd and looked at Song Yi coldly.

Seeing the man go out, Qiu Yeyin's eyes, who were trapped in the crowd, flashed slightly. Then Song Yi saw that Zhan Peng, who had broken his arm beside him, and his pale face, also took a step, and then shouted hoarsely, "Brother..."