Chapter 439 (1/2)

In front of Gu Xinglang stood the monk soldiers of the White Horse Temple. Behind the monk soldiers stood the National Teacher Chengming of rosefinch.

”Who the hell are you?” Cheng Ming looked up and down at Gu Xinglang, and asked in a flat tone.

Xiaozhuang whispered to Gu Xinglang, ”are they all talking in this tone?”

”If you don't want to die, let me open the way.” Gu Xinglang's voice was cold.

Chengming smiled. The laughter was very light. Looking at Gu Xing Lang, he said, ”I'm not ashamed to be the person who follows his highness four. They talk like a liar.”

”Go.” Gu Xinglang gave an order.

Xiaozhuang and his gang came forward with a knife.

After setting fire to the restaurant in the north, the leader and his gang also rushed to the execution ground, but they were blocked at the edge of the execution ground by a team of rosefinch guards and couldn't move forward.

As soon as they got started, the small villa found that the martial arts of these monks and soldiers were superior to the forbidden guards of rosefinch, which was not easy to deal with at all.

When he reached Chengming, Gu Xinglang lost his knife and picked up a long gun from the ground. The tip of the gun shook and the shadow of the gun stabbed Chengming heavily.

Chengming sideways avoids the real gun tip, stares at Gu Xinglang's eyes exposed outside the masked towel and says, ”Gu's shooting method?”

Gu Xinglang was silent and withdrew his gun halfway, but another shot came out.

Chengming turns over and stands at the tip of Gu Xinglang's gun. His body is light and seems to have no weight.

Gu Xinglang picked up the gun, and the long gun turned in his hand, and another gun stabbed the clear heart. Gu Xinglang had no intention to kill him, but he saw through his identity at a glance, which made Gu Xinglang kill.

Chengming's broad monk's clothes bulge high with the wind and snow. The monk's clothes are white. With the change of the master's body, Chengming national teacher is like a crane independent of the wind and snow.

As the two fought for a long time, the clear face gradually became dignified. Gu Xinglang's martial arts undoubtedly exceeded his expectations.

Nanshan teahouse kept shouting for escort, which soon left Chengming and his monks and soldiers on the execution ground.

Gu Xinglang's blood flowed under the tip of his gun, and two monk soldiers fell to the ground and died.

Chengming took the sword from his monk soldiers and threw it at Liluo suspended in the air. A man who wholeheartedly opposes Yongsheng Temple must die.

After Gu Xinglang killed the two monks, he didn't withdraw his gun and threw the long gun in his hand.

The tip of the gun hit the knife, and a metal collision was heard. The two weapons fell on the snow almost at the same time.

”Soldiers and horses are coming!” The master stood at the edge of the execution ground and shouted to Gu Xinglang. Standing in his position, he could hear the sound of hurried hoofs coming to them.