Chapter 226

It's simple, direct, sharp and cruel. Every move is a way to kill people without any delay, no fancy, the shortest distance, the smallest radian and the most direct way to kill people.

These killing skills that can only be honed by soldiers on the battlefield and in chaos and war are more and more irresistible than xuelie, the first warrior of Tubo.

The situation has not been changed even by the people who protect themselves and surround them with themselves.

What surprised Xue lie most was that the prince's highness in the Tang Dynasty had weapons all over his body. His hands, elbows, shoulders and knees were used as weapons, and even his head was used to deal with the enemy.

What's more terrible is that the back and handle of the horizontal Dao are also used by him to kill people. The handle in his hand has already pierced the back of the two men.

Because of the hurry, Li Hong only wore a pair of black trousers, and the cape was still put on by Ban Mei in an emergency.

Now the cloak has been scattered in the fight, the whole body is covered with blood, the cold eyes exude cruel killing, like a demon standing there.

Avoiding a knife from the enemy's flank, Li Hong continued to move forward, holding the horizontal knife in his left hand, bending his elbow to block the attack of xuelie's counterattack. He turned back and raised his right elbow again. At the same time, he made a downward stroke with the horizontal knife in his hand.

His right elbow was right in front of Shirley's chin when he got in front of him.

Li Hongguang retreats from the bottom, but he can't wait for the knife to dodge.

The danger flashed through her mind. She could only look back as far as she could, and then she quickly retreated.

However, Li Hongren has long legs, and the distance of one step deceiving his body has already calculated the distance of his retreat. While xuelie raises his head and leans back, his right elbow has already hit Xue lie's chin.

The pain makes Xue lie feel that his chin has been smashed by Li Hong's elbow, and his head is dizzy due to the impact of his chin.

Even so, xuelie still firmly and quickly retreated. But at this time, the horizontal knife in Li Hong's hand suddenly changed the stroke from bottom to top. Instead, the blade with cold and murderous spirit had been placed on the top of xuelie's neck, waiting for xuelie to look down at himself after he retreated.

"Watch your back." Banmeijiao drinks, and her sword is like an arrow. She quickly passes through the enemy in front of her and shoots at the enemy behind Li Hong.

After hearing the warning, Li Hong didn't look back. After a hard attack, he waited for such a good chance to kill Xue lie. He didn't want to give up.

So Li Hong's footstep moves laterally, driving the horizontal knife which raises with the left hand to move together, and the direction of the knife tip still points to Xue lie's neck.

A machete swept past the outside of Li Hong's right arm, and immediately left a deep bone wound on Li Hong's right arm. Immediately, blood flowed through the arm, and the flesh of the arm pulled by the machete began to turn outward. The wound was extremely frightening.

Li Hong felt the burning pain in his right arm. The knife of his left hand could not help but deflect to his side because of the injury to his right arm. At this time, Xue lie also stopped and retreated.

Seeing that the horizontal knife had been cut to his neck, he wanted to avoid the deflection of the conditioned reflex, but the tip of Li Hong's horizontal knife still cut his neck and rowed across.

"Ah Well... "

Shirley felt the pain of being cut into his neck by a sharp blade. With a burst of tearing pain in his mind, before he could scream, he found that he could not.

At the same time, he felt that the scene in front of him suddenly tilted. His head seemed to fall on his shoulder, and there was a trace of cold on the other side of his neck. Then he fell to the ground and his neck suddenly bled blood.

Ban Mei looked at Xue lie with some fright. After the prince's horizontal knife was cut, Xue lie's head suddenly fell off his neck and fell on his shoulder. The fresh blood gushed out from the separated half neck, and xuelie fell down straight.

However, Li Hong did not stop when he saw xuelie fall. His feet whirled rapidly and escaped another Tubo attack again. The blood on xuelie's neck was still on the tip of the horizontal knife in his hand, so he cut off the arm of the Tibetan who attacked him.

"Shirley is dead..."

Looking at Xue lie being killed by Li Hong, the Tubo people seem to have lost their spiritual support. In a short moment of confusion, they are solved by Huameng several people.

The others, seeing that xuelie was dead, immediately lost the power to continue fighting. Their eyes were dull, and all of a sudden they all knelt down on the ground.

Banmei and xunlan fly to Li Hong. They have tears in their eyes. Looking at Li Hong's bleeding arm, they quickly take out the silk handkerchief from his arms and bandage the wound for Li Hong.

Less than a few minutes after Li Hong cut Xue lie's throat, the Tubo people were in complete disorder, and the pro guards below had already rushed up.

"Sir, please heal the wound as soon as possible." Looking for LAN with a cry cavity, looking at the blood covered Li Hong pleaded.Li Hong's eyes are still full of killing opportunities. Bearing the burning pain of his right arm wound, Li Hong said coldly: "first go down to see Wei Tuqi. Is mangsong mangzan still under his control."

After saying that, without waiting for other people to refute, the first one walked to the bottom of the Red Palace.

The 150 member Pro bodyguard was wounded, not dead, and now it has completely controlled the rear of the Red Palace.

As he walked down the steps, Li Hong could not help looking at Princess Wencheng's room, the only room in the Potala palace without lights.

Bearing the burning pain on his arm, he looked at the window and sighed. Then he turned and walked to the square of the Red Palace.

The Potala Palace was brightly lit. Just before Li Hong went to the Red Palace and was able to overlook the whole city, the sound of horses' hooves suddenly sounded around the city.

At the same time, the sound of horse's hooves, originally due to the moonlight, was covered with a layer of silver gray Luoxi city. On the street leading to the four city gates, torches suddenly lit up.

As the torches are lit one by one, standing on the square of the Red Palace, looking down, it seems that four long dragons are galloping towards the Potala Palace.

"Let mangsong mangzan see me at once!" Li Hong was naked, and the blood on her body had been wiped clean by xunlan. Fortunately, there was no other injury except the deep bone wound in his right arm.

After years of hard work in the battlefield, Li Hong has developed a strong physique. His bare upper body is illuminated by the torch, and his bronze skin, strong muscles and sweat mix together, which makes him full of arrogance and hegemony.

The knife in his hand was still covered with blood, and mangsong mangzan was pale. He was escorted in the middle by fifty Pro Guard soldiers such as Wei Tuqi. He walked quickly to the Red Palace Square, which was brightly lit and bright as day.

Li Hong looked at mangsong mangzan's high head and strode over with the horizontal knife in his hand: "I should have told you the story of the wolf in the Tang Dynasty! Mang song mang Zan, you think you dare not abandon yourself or you dare not kill you! "

The tip of the horizontal knife in his hand rubbed against the stone and paved the ground. With Li Hong's walking, he made a numb sound on his scalp.

"You surrender. You can't see that the Tubo warriors have surrounded the Potala Palace. Do you think that if I die, can you still live?" Mang song mang Zan meets Li Hong's murderous eyes, but within two rest time, he can't help but move his eyes elsewhere.

He did not dare to look at those cold-blooded eyes as if they were wolves. They seemed to be able to see through the weak eyes in his heart, which made him fear involuntarily.

"I don't think you know your tricks? Gu has been stationed here to give you a chance. Since you think that loneliness is only for the title of jie'er, then today you will be alone, and Tubo will be incorporated into the territory of the Tang Dynasty! There is no amnesty for those who have bad intentions! If you attack an orphan, you will be killed! " Li Hong said that finally, with a bloody flavor of the tone, full of cold killing, in the Red Palace Square diffuse.

As his voice did not enter the moon empty, the pro guard escorted the only dozens of people who had just attacked him and slowly walked to the Red Palace Square.

Dozens of Tubo warriors were kneeling on the ground side by side. Behind each of them, there were two soldiers in charge of their own guards. The scabbard broadsword was placed behind the necks of dozens of Tubo people. As soon as Li Hong gave an order, the 500 Tibetan warriors who attacked Li Hong would be in a different place.

Half Mei Qiao walked up to Li Hong, took out a new red cape and carefully put it on Li Hong.

"Whose idea was this assassination?" Li Hong allows half Mei to put on his cloak and looks at mang song and mang Zan.

Up to now, aunt Wencheng has not appeared, nor has garzanzhuo and others.

But Li Hong was not in a hurry. He believed that they would come out. Now, they are just waiting for the Tubo army at the foot of Potala Palace mountain to see if they can successfully reach the foot of Potala Palace mountain.

Pei Xingjian and his rights and interests, including lawlessness and lawlessness, have been secretly building fortifications at the foot of the Potala Palace since he realized that he was wrong. Therefore, he was not worried that the Tibetan army could attack.

"Really not?" Looking at the silent mang song mang Zan, Li Hong's cold eyes are as sharp as a knife, which makes mang song mang Zan even lack the courage to look at each other again.

"Kill." Li Hong has been staring at mangsong mangzan's expression, gently spit out a kill word from his mouth.

With Li Hong's command, there were less than 50 Tibetan warriors left, and all of them fell to the ground in an instant.

The disgusting smell of blood immediately spread throughout the square.

Mangsong mangzan turned his head and saw that more than 40 living Tubo warriors were now separated, and blood flowed from their necks like water.

"You Why do you want to kill them, you executioner Mangsong mangzan looks pale, but as a Tubo Zanpu, he is no longer afraid. Now he has only resentment against Li Hong.

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