Wen Yiming looked at Zhang Yimeng in front of him calmly, and secretly said bluff me, return Zhang Yimou! I am still Hong Xiaogang! said lightly: "My friend is injured, I also need to explain!"

Zhang Yimeng narrowed his eyes and snorted coldly, "Mu Jiang, give me the momentum of the Yuntao Martial Arts Pavilion!"

Behind Zhang Yimeng, a young man with gloomy eyes stood up without saying a word, and he could hear what Zhang Yimeng meant, which was to let the people in Baiyang Town know the ferocity of the Yuntao Martial Arts Pavilion. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info he couldn't agree more than anything about this. glanced at Wen Yiming coldly, and stepped out of two meters with a sneer, his front foot had not yet landed, and he stepped back and kicked out of the ground, stepping on Wen Yiming's chest, and the momentum alone was already one beat ahead.

Wen Yiming was not a month ago, but instead of retreating, he stepped diagonally half a foot in front of Mu Jiang, and slammed his right hand like his left hand,--- and moved and thrashed.

---!With a heavy muffled sound, Mu Jiang flew upside down three meters away, slammed on the ground, pressed his hands tightly on his chest, and his face was blue and he wanted to struggle to get up, and finally was pulled back by the sharp pain in his chest.

Wen Yiming sneered and put away his fist fight, and slowly walked towards Zhang Yimeng, he had already moved the real fire. Although the strength is weak now, but where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and there are rivers and lakes, there are battles, and he doesn't understand the law of the jungle today, and he must be strong when he should be strong, otherwise the remaining two months will not be at peace even if he hides in Tongshan Village.

The thin man who had suffered a big loss saw Mu Jiang repeat his mistake and took a step back again. And a man and a woman on his side were shocked and both pounced.

Wen Yiming saw that the two of them moved in unison and attacked with two wings, and took two brisk steps between his feet, flashing from them to the outside of the young man, without waiting for his right swing fist to throw out, so the technique was repeated, and the left hand moved to intercept the elbow of the young man, and the right fist slammed straight into the attack,----- unloading step to move the block.

"Puff ---!" The young man's feet were smashed three meters away before he landed, and he slid half a meter against the ground before he stopped at the tall man's feet.

At this time, the woman had adjusted her body shape and spun her waist to exert her strength, and her round and slender right leg swept towards Wen Yiming's waist and eye gap. Wen Yiming didn't stop for half a minute, his feet sank and twisted his knees, the force rose from the ground, his left hand gently circled up to move the woman's leg force away from the middle line, and his right hand went straight into the slam, and the hammer came out and smashed straight into the 'Zhangmen Acupoint',--- and moved the block with fixed steps.

The '---!' woman lost her balance and flew out diagonally, the only difference from the previous two was that she changed her direction to the ground instead of lying on her back. The woman held the ground with one hand and pressed the other hand on her waist ribs, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and she knew that she had broken at least two ribs.

At this time, the closest thing to Wen Yiming was the tall man, and before he could retreat, Wen Yiming had reached out with his left hand and quickly grabbed his collar, stepped forward and inserted it into the other party's crotch, grabbed the tall man's trouser waist with his right hand, shook his arm and exerted his strength, roared, and lifted the tall man up out of thin air, "Drink, ---!" Wen Yiming directly smashed the tall man who was raised high on the thin man's body. Two screams rang out at the same time.

Wen Yiming was suddenly majestic, feeling that the accumulated qi of decades of being bullied poured out, and his chest was extremely smooth. Turning around violently, his fists shook to the sides, making a 'pop' air explosion, and roared, "Who else ----?"

Zhang Yimeng was stunned at this time, and his mouth was as exaggerated as a rooster's crow. As the steward of the Yuntao Martial Arts Pavilion, he knew too well the strength of the three of Mujiang. He is a fourth-level cultivator of the body refinement, although he is a cultivator one level higher than Mu Jiang, if he wants to be one against three, let alone win, it would be good to be able to protect himself. Who is this young man? It's just one move back and forth, but the key thing is that people can solve the three martial cultivators of the third level of refining with one punch. What kind of cultivation is this? What kind of martial art is this? Unscientific!!

At this time, seeing Wen Yiming walking towards him step by step, Zhang Yimeng shouted inwardly: "Boy, it's better not to, don't rely on a few hands to know the height of the sky, provoke me Yuntao Martial Arts Pavilion has you suffered, it's too late to stop now!"

Wen Yiming sneered, stepped forward and shook his feet, and when Zhang Yimeng's eyes shifted in panic, he suddenly kicked the ground with his hind feet, and slammed into Zhang Yimeng's masked door with a punch.

Just as Wen Yiming was about to hit the opponent's door, Zhang Yimeng suddenly retreated three feet strangely, and then a huge fist covered with calluses blasted towards Wen Yiming's fist. 'Poof!' There was a muffled sound, and Wen Yiming retreated five steps in a row, until the last step slammed on the eaves of the blacksmith's shop, and then stabilized his figure.

Wen Yiming stood still, his right hand kept trembling, he felt that his whole arm was sore, and it was a little difficult to even lift it. Raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man who pulled Zhang Yimeng away and punched him, this big man had a big beard on his face, five big and three thick, his hands were all dark yellow calluses, and his eyes flashed, and at a glance, he knew that it was the standard image of practicing foreign hard skills.

The bearded man was also coldly condensing Wen Yiming at this time, and when he saw Wen Yiming stabilizing his figure, he said: "Yes, you can pick me up Zhong Haiyun with a mountain-breaking punch, you are qualified to be so crazy, but no one who beat me in Poplar Town can protect you." Hmph!"

Wen Yiming secretly complained in his heart, even if he went all out with his current strength, he would not be able to please this bearded man, although he was defenseless just now and was caught off guard, but the other party was obviously in a hurry.

Wen Yiming said secretly, it seems that if you want to get out of bed today, I am afraid that you will have to pay the price of being in bed for a month, using this method will damage the foundation, but there is no other way, let's fight!

Just as Wen Yiming was about to get out, there was a burst of laughter from outside the crowd, causing everyone to quickly get out of the way.

When Zhong Haiyun turned his head sideways and saw someone coming, he frowned and said, "Yan Tianyan, what kind of excitement are you making, this is my Yuntao Martial Arts Pavilion, you don't come to make peace!"

The middle-aged man known as Yan Tianyan was about forty years old, dressed in a black power suit, black high-top cloth boots with two daggers, short hair and beard, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a faint majesty on his hard face.

"Zhong Haiyun, do you want to be embarrassed, go back to your martial arts hall to find out whose territory this is, huh? Deal with your affairs on Lao Tzu's territory, and don't want Lao Tzu to mix, which of your father-in-law's power, huh?"

Wen Yiming didn't expect such a majestic tone to be like a mountain king, but this tune, I like it, haha!

Zhong Haiyun's face was white and red for a while, and he was stunned for a long time and didn't force out a word, it was obvious that what Yan Tianyan said was the truth, and after half a salary, he said, "Yimeng, take this kid away." ”

Before Zhang Yimeng could lift his legs and move, Yan Tianyan had already led a large group of people into the circle, glanced at Wen Yiming with a little appreciation, turned his head, and sneered: "You said take it away, then I am not very faceless, I have no face, isn't it that Yanmen Hall is very faceless, this little brother is the son of Lao Tzu who only worshipped yesterday, you try to move him!"

"You..." Zhong Haiyun was so angry that he blew his eyebrows and beard, but he couldn't do anything about Yan Tianyan, so he took the lead and went to other people's territory to make trouble. In addition, he also knew that he was not Yan Tianyan's opponent, so he had to glared at Wen Yiming fiercely, and then scolded a few people lying on the ground: "What are you doing lying on other people's turf? Is it very comfortable? Don't get up for Lao Tzu, it's really a bunch of rice buckets! ”

Zhang Yimeng hurriedly helped a few people up, and looked at Wen Yiming viciously before leaving.

Wen Yiming's heart suddenly murdered, he hated this kind of poisonous eyes like a snake the most. Don't look at Wen Yiming's usual big grin and grinning face, but he is not the kind of upright gentleman who eats the ancients, as an instructor of the king of soldiers, a person who has been in and out of the border all the year round, and the hidden dangers that he never allowed to be discovered are still left in the world.

Yan Tianyan laughed and said loudly in the direction Zhong Haiyun left: "Go slowly, don't send it!"

Then he turned his head to look at Wen Yiming, hugged his fists, and said: "Old man Yan Tianyan, this little brother is extraordinary, complaining that the old man is clumsy, I don't know what faction he came from?"

Wen Yiming was stunned for a moment, and secretly said that this Yan Tianyan called himself an old man in his forties, hehe! Speaking is also two styles, just like the king of the mountain, it has changed in a blink of an eye! However, Wen Yiming has a good impression of this Yan Tianyan, not because he helped him out of the siege, but because this person's eyes are focused and not flashing, no matter how he looks at it, he doesn't look like a treacherous person.

"The boy Wen Yiming now lives in Tongshan Village. Thank you seniors for breaking the siege!" Wen Yiming hugged his fists and thanked him, but his right hand was still a little unstable.

Yan Tianyan waved his hand and said, "Some small things, you don't have to be polite." You don't need to be older than your predecessors, just now I said in front of everyone that we are brothers who worship the master, and I will be a few years older than you. It's okay to call me Brother Yan, otherwise Zhong Haiyun's reckless man knows that I lied to him, then I will be too faceless, haha!"

The door of the hall behind Yan Tianyan looked at Wen Yiming in surprise, what happened to the master of the Secret Dao Hall today, just stand up for a strange boy, and call him a brother?

Wen Yiming grinned, and secretly said I am only sixteen! You are in your forties, how old is this called Xuchang? However, he is used to staying in the army, Yan Tianyan's temperament is very suitable for his appetite, "Brother Yan, that kid has climbed high." ”

Yan Tianyan laughed, "Brother Wen, I was drinking tea with my friends on the second floor of Wenwu Restaurant just now, and I saw the situation here because I was sitting by the window, so why don't I go and sit for a while and introduce a few friends to you." ”

Wen Yiming said in his heart, this Yan Tianyan doesn't seem to have any other intentions, just likes to make friends. He and Tong Qiang will have to leave Poplar Town in the future, and they need to take care of their family and Uncle Tong's blacksmith shop, so they can take care of them if they know a few more friends, so as not to worry too much about themselves outside. So he hugged his fists and said, "Okay, Brother Yan invited me for the first time, how dare the younger brother disobey." But I have a brother..."

Yan Tianyan interrupted Wen Yiming's words with a hearty smile, "Brother Wen's brother is my brother, let's go, let's go!"

Wen Yiming arched his hand, turned around and saw Tong Qiang's family of three standing behind him, and the wound on Tong Qiang's forehead had also been properly treated. Xiang Tongshan nodded slightly, and said, "Uncle Tong, Qiangzi and I will go to Wenwu Restaurant to sit for a while, you don't have to worry." ”

Tong Shan snorted, and also knew that there would be no trouble in Baiyang Town in the future, and these dealings were indispensable, not to mention that he had also heard of the Yanmen Guild Hall, and it was a good thing to be the first force in Baiyang Town. confessed a few words and told the two to go home early.

After Wen Yiming introduced Tong Qiang and Yan Tianyan to each other, a group of people entered the Wenwu Restaurant while talking and laughing all the way.