Chapter 225 (1/2)

Grain of grain has no intention of loving war. His purpose is to rush to the door of his royal highness immediately to remind and protect the safety of his highness.

If you look at the direction of these people's movement, you will know that these people are coming for the prince.

At the moment, he couldn't help but quicken his pace, sideward to avoid another Tubo who was rushing towards him. His big hand hooked the shoulder of the visitor like an iron hook. Then he pulled hard, and the Tibetan immediately flew up and flew to the three people who were coming.

The tactics of battle are not the strong points of grain cob and others, but his skill of killing people is his best.

When the man was pulled up by him, he jumped up again, his leg bent like a golden rooster, and his knee hit the chest of the Tibetan who was flying.

”Poof...”

A mouthful of blood gushed from the mouth of the Wutu people, and dyed their robes red with grain. Several people behind them were hit by the momentum. At the same time, they were unstable and rolled down from the roof one by one.

Grain of grain does not even look at a few people, light body Kung Fu let him walk flat on the roof, toes gently point on the roof tiles, people have already lightly fluttered forward.

Hua Meng shot several arrows, slowing down the speed of the Tubo people rushing up the stairs. But when he got to the stairs, seven or eight people had already rushed up.

The swallow winged crossbow pulled out from the waist, pulled the trigger, and the arrow twinkled with cold light, and instantly drowned in the hearts of those Tibetan people who rushed up. They rolled down the steps like a rolling gourd.

Huameng did not wait for them to roll to their feet. He jumped to the back of several people and kicked the first one down from the stairway. The stairway suddenly turned upside down and became a mess.

Jingzhe and Cheetah are very fast. They rush out of the rooms not far from Li Hong's two sides. The horizontal knives in their hands emit a cold and murderous air in the moonlight.

”Protect the prince...”

”Kill out.” As soon as the Jingzhe voice fell, Li Hong's cold voice rang out not far behind him.

Not long after the fight began, Li Hong in the room was already woken up. Banmei and xunlan stood on both sides and looked up at the roof from time to time.

”Yes, sir.” Jingzhe and Cheetah see that Li Hong has nothing to do. There is a glimmer of excitement in his eyes. It will be a night of killing and killing.

Li Hongyi held a broadsword in his hand and a crossbow in the other hand. Without looking, he shot an arrow from the top of his head.

All of a sudden, there was a very short scream from the top of his head, and then the sound of the human body rolling down.

These people seem to have been specially trained, and they can endure the pain of being shot.

Li Hong's face was cold, and there was a shuddering murderous air on his body.

The window was kicked by the Tubo people. A Tubo man just flew in from the window. The sword in ban Mei's hand had been waiting for a long time. Before the Tubo could identify the direction, the sword reflected a cold light in the moonlight shooting in from the window. Like a ghost, the sword passed through the Tubo's neck like a ghost. At that time, the Tubo man widened his eyes, covered his neck and fell to the ground Twitching.

Cheetah and Jingzhe open the way for them in front of them, while Banmei and xunlan stay behind for a period of time. Li Hong's bow and crossbow shoot forward and after from time to time, helping them take care of more and more Tibetans.

However, with the increasing number of people in front of them, cheetah and Jingzhe have been unable to completely stop the Tubo people from rushing in. They can't help but be separated by the Tubo for several steps, leaving a big gap.

”Don't worry about it.” Li Hong's voice was very quiet. Seeing that cheetah and Jingzhe wanted to give up their resistance and turn back to protect themselves, he immediately cheered.

While he was talking, the horizontal knife in his hand was not idle at all. The cold light flashed like lightning. The Tibetan who had just rushed in from the gap between the two people had been slashed off his head and a large shoulder at the same time.

The Tibetan, who had been rushing forward, was beheaded when he saw the man in front of him. Before he could react, he could see the young man in front of him. His eyes were full of cold and murderous spirit. The knife in his hand was as fast as lightning. Before he could react, he pierced his chest.

”Waste!” Li Hong angrily scolded, then kicked away the Tubo man who had been pierced by himself, pulled out the horizontal knife in his hand, and was full of murderous spirit, and was juxtaposed with startling sting and cheetah.

Perhaps it is because of the fierce and bloody killing smell on his body that makes the Tubo people who continue to rush towards him feel a little scared and want to avoid him involuntarily.

Banmei and xunlan are closely behind Li Hong, and the sharp sword in their hands is even more chilling. Two poisonous snakes appear and disappear, making people unable to defend themselves.

”Kill to mangsong mangzan.” Li Hong kicks open a Tibetan who stealthily touches and pours over from the side. The horizontal knife in his hand separates the one coming from the opposite side. At the same time, he holds the boxing with his left hand to the man's face.