Verse 8: Captivity

Xu Xianchun said angrily: "Toast and don't eat and drink!" Before the words fell, he leaned on his waist, turned sideways, stepped back, drew the knife, and the four steps were completed in one go, and the embroidered spring knife immediately cut Yang Ling's shoulder blade. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yang Ling's folding fan was made of wood, so he didn't dare to make it touch hard, dodged the long knife, and returned a trick of "snow flying" to pick Xu Xianchun's jaw.

Xu Xianchun shouted: "Good swordsmanship!" He saw at a glance that Yang Ling had a swordsmanship hidden in this fan. He embroidered the spring knife on the side swing frame to open the folding fan, and sharpened it with the trend, which was a move "Mobei Xiting", just to restrain the opponent's move "Snow Flying". Yang Ling couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "This Xu Xianchun's nickname is 'Flying Tiger', it's really good!"

Everyone hurriedly retreated, only to see the two of them coming and going, and in an instant, more than a dozen moves had been dismantled. Xu Xianchun's embroidered spring knife is sharp and incoherent, and when it dances, it is like a silver light swaying out, dazzling. Yang Ling used a folding fan to get up, and his internal strength penetrated through it, only hitting the opponent's acupoint, which was no different from a long sword.

The fan opened and closed from time to time, like clouds, suddenly becoming a dragon swimming too empty, and suddenly making a tiger pounce on the ground. Although Xu Xianchun has a real knife and is aggressive, the fan flickered and fell, protecting the whole body without leakage, and the embroidered spring knife repeatedly entered to no avail.

Although Yang Ling is afraid of the opponent's single blade, he is outstanding in light skills, and his swordsmanship is even more fantastic, and his offensive is still like a storm, pervasive, and he can always find a flaw in Xu Xianchun's sword momentum to counterattack, and he will not fall behind at all.

Xu Xianchun, the commander of this brocade guard, is one of the "five biaos" under Wei Zhongxian, his skills are profound, and his moves are exquisite, which is still higher than that of many famous factions. Everyone was dazzled, and the excitement was even more difficult to regain.

Xu Xianchun was secretly frightened: "Only one folding fan in this person's hand is already so powerful, if you use a long sword, I am afraid that it will be three points more powerful." More importantly, at this moment, he didn't feel the vibration of the other party's heart at all, this young man's heart was like a quiet lake, no one could stir it, there was no flaw. As soon as his mind moved, his hand eased, Yang Ling's folding fan flew like a tongxia, crossed the sky, and entered three moves in a row, "Spring Breeze and Rain", "Stone Breaking the Sky", and "Cold Dragon Seeing Sorrow" respectively pointed at the other party's "Shenmen Acupoint", "Giant Bone Acupoint" and "Jizhong Acupoint" The three major acupoints, Xu Xianchun hurriedly blocked and retreated, and his sleeves were crossed by the folding fan, and there was a crack when he landed.

"Awesome, awesome, beautiful, beautiful!" Xiao Yuhua clapped his hands and said: "I said, General Xu, you still don't give up the knife and admit defeat? ”

Xu Xianchun glanced at it, and saw that the little flower looked like he was winning, which was very annoying. Xu Xianchun dodged Yang Ling's oblique slash sideways, slapped the opponent's volley with one palm, took the opportunity to take two steps back, and the embroidered spring knife suddenly swirled and thrown! Yang Ling unexpectedly he highlighted the strange move, he didn't dare to use the fan to remove the grid, and the short body was an iron plate bridge, and the folding fan slammed lightly towards the handle of the knife, and the long knife stabbed into the left wall.

Taking advantage of Yang Ling's moment, Xu Xianchun had already dodged behind Xiao Zhaohua, who was as surprised as everyone else, and before he came back to his senses, his wrist had been firmly grasped by Xu Xianchun!

Who could have predicted this scene? A boulder falling from the sky, no matter how wide and deep the lake is, will always make a splash like a wave. This competition is not only a comparison of martial arts, wisdom, but also a word of forbearance. Can we endure rudeness, can we endure hatred, can we endure temptation, can we endure coercion...... However, Yang Ling finally lost, after all, he was still too young.

When Yang Ling saw it at first glance, he was furious: "Despicable! Xu Xianchun! Let him go!" Xu Xianchun was speechless. Yang Ling pointed and shouted: "You are such a famous person, but you deal with a child by yourself, aren't you afraid of being ridiculed by the colleagues in the rivers and lakes present?" Yang Ling thought that the little Hua martial arts should have a certain foundation, and Xu Xianchun had to make a few moves even if he wanted to capture him, and the little Hua Man thought that Xu Xianchun was entangled by Yang Ling, and he couldn't spare his hand to deal with himself, and he was defenseless.

How could Xu Xianchun highlight the strange move, and give up his blade not to attack, but both of them accidentally said.

Xu Xianchun smiled: "Hmph, this is called 'soldiers are not tired of cheating'." It's not difficult for you to let him go, just wait for Fengyang to meet again on September 26. He saw that Yang Ling wanted to snatch people, so he hurriedly glanced at him, and the two brocade guards understood, and immediately attacked Yang Ling.

Yang Ling folded the fan and hit the upper forehead of the person, then turned around to dodge the second person's embroidered spring knife sweep, kicked the person's wrist away with one foot, and shouted at Xu Xianchun: "Xu Xianchun, it turns out that you are not my opponent, so you have no choice but to do this three indiscriminate methods! All the friends present have seen it, he can't fight me, so he will take a child as a hostage to threaten, and he really has no demeanor like a great grandmaster!" He changed his words to provoke the general, and only hoped that Xu Xianchun would be willing to make another move, even if he was one against three, it was better than having scruples about making a move. Xu Xianchun only sneered.

"Young Master Yang......" Zheng Jing was about to say something to help, but she was glared at by Grandma Zheng, and the second half of the sentence had to be swallowed hard. Everyone whispered, but still no one stepped forward. Even some enthusiastic young people were secretly stopped by their respective elders: "What are you going to do? If you want to help that young man, don't you want to be the enemy of Jinyiwei? Do you have the patience to kill all three? If you leave any of them, can you stop them from taking revenge afterwards? Besides, even if you kill them all, can you ensure that Jinyiwei and them can't find here?"

Yang Ling looked at the expressions of Sun Baisheng and the others, shook his head, and sighed: "Then Wei Zhongxian is still far away in Beijing, you Jianghu heroes don't hear their voices, and they are already afraid of becoming like this when they don't see their faces...... If he comes here in person, I really don't know what kind of ridiculous situation it will be" He stepped up his moves, folding a fan and hurriedly clicking on the back of a brocade guard, but another brocade guard embroidered the spring knife again, so he had to turn sideways to avoid it, and cut his wrist with his backhand, which was really not enough.

One of the two Jinyi guards is called He Weiwu and the other is Chen Jie, although they are much inferior to Xu Xianchun, but they are also more or less masters in the Jinyi Guard.

Seeing that Yang Ling was anxious about the offensive, the little flower was obviously very concerned about himself, and he couldn't help but have a hint of sweetness inside, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly. The acupoint on his wrist was held by Xu Xianchun with a strong vajra finger, and he couldn't show his kung fu, so he had to say: "General Xu Xianchun Xu, if you don't let me go, I'm afraid that some of your unknown deeds will be shaken out?"

Xu Xianchun sneered: "Hehe, who taught you to make up those non-existent things?" Xiao Yuhua smiled: "I said, did you make it up?

"Don't play tricks on me!" Xu Xianchun said: "If you tell me honestly, I will treat you well on the way to Fengyang; if you don't tell the truth and make things up again, you will suffer!"

Xiao Zhaohua pretended to be a gesture and said: "Go to Fengyang, so you won't let me go if you die?" Xu Xianchun snorted and didn't answer, and turned to Yang Ling and said: "Your Excellency will play with them, Xu is waiting for you in Fengyang!"

Yang Ling immediately knew what he meant, and shouted: "Leave someone behind!" The brocade guard in front of the folding fan was in a hurry, and the long knife of the person was hung upside down and pressed, but Yang Ling's folding fan suddenly had a soft energy, and the body couldn't help but lean forward under the pressure of the embroidered spring knife. Yang Ling's right hand folded the fan and immediately slid away, and his wrist flipped and hit the opponent's neck "missing basin point". And when the man was numb, he fell forward.

Yang Ling's move has gathered a lifetime of skill, first attack and then attack, then attack and control, not only internal force, wrist strength, finger force to play, but also the use of Wudang Taiji swordsmanship: swallow but not spit, contain but not revealing, soft attack after the attack, relying on the extremely sensitive sense of touch to take its knife momentum in the vein, take its knife momentum in the strength of the road, the inside is extremely soft, the outside is rigid. Even if the Wudang Lonely Daoist came in person, he must slap his palm and say, "Okay!" Tai Chi swordsmanship is based on softness, and it is indeed the softest swordsmanship in the world.

Later, the brocade guard couldn't stop him, Yang Ling flew and jumped, folding a fan and pointing at the "jade pillow acupoint" on the back of Xu Xianchun's head. The "Jade Pillow Acupoint" is a big acupoint of the human body, which is very important, and Xu Xianchun has to keep it. He held the neck of the small flower with his left hand, and stretched out the long arm of his right hand to grab Yang Ling's folding fan. How could Yang Ling let him succeed? He stretched out his fan and poked the opponent's wrist "Taiyuan Acupoint", and stretched out his left hand, wanting to snatch the little flower.

Xu Xianchun retreated and said "hum", and greeted the little flower to Yang Ling, if Yang Ling didn't stop it, the folding fan hit him in the center of his eyebrows. Yang Ling said angrily: "Despicable!" He was highly skilled, and before he could use his old tricks, he suddenly retracted his momentum, and when he was in the air, he spun around, and kicked the door frame with his left foot, still blocking Xu Xianchun's way.

When everyone saw that his light skills were so exquisite, they couldn't help but applaud loudly.

Xu Xianchun said: "You are Wudang's 'Tiyun Zong', could it be that Your Excellency is the closed disciple of the Wudang Sect's Lonely Son?" He knew that Wudang's Lonely Son was nearly seventy years old, and his disciples all had great prestige in the rivers and lakes, so how could he not know it? As for the thoughts of the closed disciples, they were also extremely slim. But Yang Ling's martial arts are too high, and it is really difficult for him to think about it except for the lonely son.

Yang Ling shook his head slowly, and Xu Xianchun's heart moved: "Oh, it's him!" He smiled: "I know, it turned out to be a disciple of the Taoist Master, no wonder, no wonder." "The little brother is the younger brother of the lonely son, and his martial arts are equal to his senior brother, and he seems to have been above his senior brother in recent years. This old man is chic and casual and eclectic, and he doesn't accept disciples, so Xu Xianchun didn't think of him.

Yang Ling still shook his head and said, "I'm not from the Wudang faction. ”

As soon as he said this, not only Xu Xianchun, but even many people in the rivers and lakes present did not believe it: "If you don't have the guidance of the master of the Wudang faction, how can you have such a realm?"

Xu Xianchun was impatient, and said coldly: "I don't care if you are from the Wudang Sect, get out of the way!" Yang Ling pointed to Xiao Yaohua and said: "Let him go, we will fight again." ”

"Hmph!" Xu Xianchun said, "Do you think it's possible?" As soon as he exerted his right hand, the little screaming flower felt that the back of his neck was crackling, almost crushing him, and he couldn't help screaming. "You!" Yang Lingji pointed out: "You Jinyiwei used lynching like this, is there any national law!?" Xu Xianchun sneered: "So what?

Yang Ling's left hand clenched into a fist, "gurgling". He knew that Xu Xianchun tried harder, and the little flower's neck would be pinched off by him, so he had to slowly let go of the door, but then said coldly: "I am not related to this person, you want to use him to blackmail me, it is a dream." But I warn you, if you kill him, I will kill you in the coming day to avenge him!"

Where is Xu Xianchun willing to believe, he is afraid that he will use strange tricks to snatch people again, and his left hand suddenly grabbed the "Qihu Acupoint" on the chest of Guangling Sword Chu Dai, and threw him towards Yang Ling. Although Chu Dai has a body of martial arts, he was caught in the chest point, and his strength was like being emptied. Yang Ling was afraid of hurting the other party and didn't dare to dodge, so he had to take Chu Dai down.

When he looked at it again, Xu Xianchun had already taken the little flower and flew out of the gate, followed by Chen Jie and He Weiwu.

Yang Ling slapped the doorpost angrily with his left palm and chased him out, how could he care about Sun Baisheng and the others behind him shouting: "Shaoxia Mo chase!" "The matter of the Golden Dao Gate has not been resolved, and Shaoxia should preside over the overall situation." ”

"Suspicious, what about Helian?" "Oh no, he must have just slipped away!"

At this moment, Yang Ling only thought in his heart: "It was the Zheng family who brought that little flower into the family, and I can't leave him alone!"

Exactly: the beggar is ridiculous and elegant, and the folding fan dances in the air to resist the brocade clothes.

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