Chapter 395 General Yang is really good at joking.

The four-foot-long pistol flew into the air like thunder. Before Tong Jiuxin could react, the pistol had already appeared beside him.

In the blink of an eye.

The pistol had already sunk into his chest.

With a puff, a string of blood-red scattered in the red glow.

Tong Jiuxin only had time to utter a muffled groan, and then the whole person fell into the sparkling river like a stone.

Splash!

The water splashed, and the whole dock fell into silence.

Yang Zhengshan's figure fell on the horse's back, holding a gun in one hand and stroking his long beard with the other hand, and continued to look at the dock with a faint smile on his face.

The Jianghu warriors watching the excitement in the dock were silent for a while, and after a long time, a noisy discussion broke out.

"This~~"

"Tong Jiuxin was defeated just like that?"

"Tong Jiuxin is a master of the ninth level of the acquired realm. This defeat is too fast!"

Everyone was very surprised.

Tong Jiuxin was defeated too quickly, so quickly that no one could react.

The two sides fought for only a moment, and Yang Zhengshan just threw a short gun, and Tong Jiuxin just shot a few arrows.

Just like that, Tong Jiuxin fell into the river, and his life or death was unknown!

Everyone's eyes were cast on Yang Zhengshan again, and there was a little more shock and awe in their eyes.

The difference between the generals in the army and the martial artists in the rivers and lakes is actually quite big.

The generals in the army are naturally good at charging into battle, but if they fight alone, under the same cultivation, the generals in the army are generally not the opponents of the martial artists in the rivers and lakes.

As the saying goes, every profession has its own specialty. The generals in the army study how to charge into battle on the battlefield all day long, and pay attention to the coordination and tactics between the soldiers.

On the contrary, the martial artists in the rivers and lakes think about how to kill their opponents in a single fight all day long.

Although both are martial artists, there is a big difference in the direction of their research.

This also caused the generals in the army to always feel restrained and unable to exert their full strength when facing the martial artists.

Yang Zhengshan also belongs to the path of the generals in the army, but the difference between him and the generals in the army is that his strength is far beyond the same level.

After killing Tong Jiuxin who suddenly appeared with one blow, Yang Zhengshan looked at the warriors on the dock and waited for the next opponent.

However, these opponents seemed to be frightened, and no one dared to take action for a while.

"If you don't take action, I will have to cross the river?" Yang Zhengshan reminded again.

Unfortunately, no one took action.

Yang Zhengshan was puzzled!

Didn't they say that many people wanted to kill him?

Why didn't these people take action?

Are these guys really going to wait until the end before taking action?

No one spoke, and Yang Zhengshan had no choice but to pat Hongyun, and Hongyun walked towards the dock.

The warriors on the dock saw him coming and made way.

Yang Zhengshan still had the leisure to nod to the warriors who were watching the excitement.

"General Yang, that move just now was the Thousand Machine Hand, right?" a warrior asked.

"That's right!" Yang Zhengshan replied casually.

"I didn't expect General Yang to be good at such moves!" The warrior had a handsome face and looked about 24 or 25 years old. He didn't seem to be afraid of Yang Zhengshan, but was chatting with Yang Zhengshan with interest.

But just as Yang Zhengshan walked past him, an inch of cold light suddenly appeared between his sleeves.

The cold light flashed and pierced Yang Zhengshan's chest.

Hiss~~

Hongyun alertly discovered the flash of cold light and let out a hissing sound.

Yang Zhengshan's eyelids drooped slightly, watching the cold light about to pierce his chest, and the ferocious face of the handsome warrior.

He raised the long spear in his right hand to block his chest, and slapped his left hand to the warrior's head.

An inch shorter, an inch more dangerous.

The cold light stopped an inch in front of Yang Zhengshan's chest, and it was difficult to get in any further.

Seeing this, the warrior's face changed slightly, and he withdrew without hesitation.

Yang Zhengshan wanted to swing his spear and stab him, but at this moment, a figure appeared behind him like a shadow, forcing him to swing his spear behind him.

At the same time, another figure leaped into the air and rushed towards Yang Zhengshan.

All this happened in an instant, and three assassins hidden among the warriors on the dock rushed towards Yang Zhengshan.

The situation was so dangerous that it was hard to guard against.

Yang Zhengshan's reaction was already very fast, but still a little slow.

The spear forced back the figure behind him, but the assassin who rushed from the side was already close at hand.

Although it was dangerous, Yang Zhengshan did not lose his composure, but fell down with his face raised, almost lying flat on Hongyun's back.

Hongyun's reaction was also extremely quick. The moment the assassin appeared, he galloped forward with Yang Zhengshan on his back and sprinted forward, avoiding the assassin's attack.

Seeing this, the warriors around all changed their faces and fled away from Yang Zhengshan like birds and beasts.

After Yang Zhengshan dodged the assassination of the three assassins, he bounced off the horse again and landed on the flagpole next to him.

The sign of the tea shop was hung on the flagpole as thick as a bowl. Yang Zhengshan stood on the flagpole, looking down at the three assassins with sharp eyes.

Just a moment ago, the three assassins almost took his life.

If Hongyun hadn't reacted in time, he might have been seriously injured.

The degree of danger was even more critical than his countless charges.

"The assassins of Shanhe Tower!"

"Shadow Bat, Partridge, Poison Bee!"

Yang Zhengshan looked at the handsome warrior who had just spoken to him.

This should be Poison Bee!

As for the warrior behind him who is dressed in black and has an ordinary face, he should be Shadow Bat.

And Partridge turned out to be a woman, well, a very ugly woman.

The three assassins missed a single hit and looked at Yang Zhengshan with solemn expressions.

They did not speak, but looked at Yang Zhengshan with cold eyes, their eyes full of undisguised murderous intent.

"General Yang is so skillful that he even avoided the assassinations of the three top assassins in Shanhe Tower!"

A voice came from the ship not far away, and then a tall man wearing a green gown and holding a large gold-backed sword walked out of the cabin.

Yang Zhengshan followed the voice and said, "Nanshan Sect's Great Sad Sword Fu Shanhong!"

"That's right!" Fu Shanhong looked at Yang Zhengshan with a firm face and a half-smile.

The surrounding warriors retreated one after another, and in the blink of an eye, the originally bustling dock became empty, with only a few figures left.

Yang Zhengshan looked at the cold and handsome man wearing a snow-white gown in the tea shop below him.

The man was drinking tea, and there was a long sword on the tea table in front of him.

"Xuanbingjian Lu Ke!" Yang Zhengshan looked at the man and asked uncertainly.

The man raised his head slightly, and his cold eyes were as chilling as ice crystals in the snow.

"That's right!"

Yang Zhengshan chuckled, "Is there anyone else?"

He looked around.

On the river, a small boat floated over, with two figures fishing on the boat.

"Old man Ye Changkai has met General Yang!"

"Xiangqiao He!"

On the pier, inside a tall ship, two figures walked out of the ship.

Well, one of these two people is known to Yang Zhengshan.

Luo Jinsong, the leader of Yuhengxingtang.

"Luo Jinsong meets General Yang!"

"General Yang, this is Sun Chunsheng, the sword-wielding guardian of our Xingyue Sect main hall!"

Luo Jinsong also helped Yang Zhengshan introduce Sun Chunsheng beside him.

Yang Zhengshan nodded slightly to Luo Jinsong and continued to look around.

"Just you? Is there no one else?"

"What? General Yang thinks we are not enough?" Fu Shanhong asked.

Yang Zhengshan shook his head slightly and did not answer his words, but looked at the red clouds in the dock.

"Don't hurt my horse! Otherwise I will be angry!"

He waved to Hongyun.

Xilulu~~

Hongyun neighed at him and ran out of the dock.

Everyone looked at Hongyun, but no one would target a horse.

"It seems that everything that should come has come, and those that shouldn't come, well, they probably won't come again!" Yang Zhengshan grabbed a flower on his arm.

"General Yang is indeed so heroic, I admire him!" Ye Changkai said.

"I admire you! Haha, how about you stay away today?" Yang Zhengshan said with a smile.

Ye Changkai threw down the fishing rod, stood up slowly, shook his head and said: "I can't help it, I hope General Yang will forgive me!"

Yang Zhengshan looked at him deeply and said, "I hope you won't blame me if you die later!"

"Haha~~" Fu Shanhong raised his head and laughed, "General Yang is really good at joking."

joke!

Isn't this a joke?

There are so many masters in front of him who want to besiege Yang Zhengshan. Yang Zhengshan actually doesn't want to escape, but also wants to fight back. What is the difference between this and a joke?

"We'll find out later if this is a joke!"

Yang Zhengshan's eyes fell on the three assassins in front of him.

"Don't say I won't give you a chance, come on together!"

The three assassins looked at Yang Zhengshan indifferently.

The next moment.

They rushed toward Yang Zhengshan in tacit agreement.

These three people are all masters of the art of assassination. Their speed is extremely fast and their attacks are stealthy, making them difficult to guard against.