As soon as the connoisseur stretched out his hand, he knew if there was one, Huo Qinglong saw Yang Yesheng's move, and his heart was secretly happy, Yang Yesheng's kung fu was much worse than him.

"Hey", Huo Qinglong pushed his left foot back, and the long sword in his hand stretched forward, facing Yang Yesheng's chest, and when his right arm was about to be straightened, the long sword suddenly stabbed from top to bottom, straight to Yang Yesheng's chin.

"Good swordsmanship." Yang Ye Sheng secretly praised in his heart, and had to swing his knife with his right hand to block, and at the same time, his body sank suddenly, and his right foot swept out like lightning, hitting a beautiful sweeping leg.

Yang Yesheng decided that Huo Qinglong's lower plate was a weakness, and every attack was aimed at his legs, so that Huo Qinglong's sword could no longer be pierced, so he had to flip the sword head and slash at Yang Yesheng's right leg diagonally.

Yang Yesheng was not in a hurry, hurriedly retracted his legs, the knife in his hand was also empty, and quickly slashed towards Huo Qinglong's legs, but in the end, it collided with Huo Qinglong's long sword, and with a "dang long", the swords in the hands of the two of them were all broken in half and fell to the ground.

Both of them felt a sharp pain in the tiger's mouth, and when they looked down, the tiger's mouth was cracked, and they were secretly frightened in their hearts, but they didn't expect the other party's strength to be comparable to their own.

Abandoning the sword, Yang Yesheng was at a disadvantage all of a sudden, in terms of fist and foot kung fu alone, he was far from Huo Qinglong's opponent, just in three or two moves, he had already been punched by Huo Qinglong, hitting his left shoulder, although it didn't affect his actions much, but it was also a hot pain.

Yang Yesheng secretly shouted that it was not good, if he continued to fight like this, he was afraid that he would be defeated by Huo Qinglong in less than twenty or thirty moves, and it would be impossible to break through, it seemed that the only way could only be to win in danger.

In the next dozen moves, Yang Yesheng only avoided the vital parts of his body, and ignored any punches in other parts, just thinking about finding Huo Qinglong's flaws and preparing to win with one blow.

After twenty moves, Yang Yesheng didn't know how many punches he had received, only then did he find a flaw in Huo Qinglong, he was very excited, roared, and held Huo Qinglong's punch on his left shoulder, and used all his strength to hit Huo Qinglong's left knee fiercely on his right fist.

Huo Qinglong didn't expect Yang Ye Sheng to be such a deadly fight, he couldn't dodge it, and with a "click", his left knee was hit by Yang Ye Sheng, and a heart-piercing pain made him roar and fall to the ground.

Yang Yesheng breathed a sigh of relief at this time, and was about to put away his fist and stand up, but he didn't expect Huo Qinglong to grab a short sword on the ground and slash at his right arm like lightning.

With a cry of pain, Yang Yesheng's right arm was slashed by the short sword, and his forearm fell to the ground from the elbow joint and two fingers forward.

It's been almost an hour, and Yang Yesheng hasn't heard the slightest movement, Fang Zhongxue is waiting anxiously, anxious, wanting to go over and take a look, but he is worried about dragging Yang Yesheng back, and he doesn't know how many laps he has walked around under that tree.

It's been more than thirty times to check the time, it's already twelve o'clock, Fang Zhongxue muttered to herself: "Ye Sheng, you must not have an accident." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, Fang Zhongxue saw a figure running quickly in the distance, and in a blink of an eye, it was Yang Yesheng, Fang Zhongxue was overjoyed, and was about to greet him, but saw Yang Yesheng with a miserable face and shouted: "Go quickly." ”

While speaking, Yang Yesheng had already come to Fang Zhongxue's side, Fang Zhongxue saw Yang Yesheng clearly, and exclaimed: "You... Your arm ......"

Yang Yesheng's face was pale, his body was covered with blood, not to mention, his right arm was almost elbow-level and broken, and the severed right arm was held by his left hand.

Fang Zhongxue was so frightened that she didn't dare to ask any more questions, and hurriedly followed behind Yang Yesheng, and quickly ran towards the parking place, but she was thinking in her heart, what happened just now, Ye Sheng's arm was cut off by Huo Qinglong, but how could he escape from the Qinglong Gang's encirclement, why didn't the disciples of the Qinglong Gang chase after him.

Just now, Huo Qinglong and Yang Yesheng were both defeated, one of his right arm was cut off, and the other was severely injured in his left knee.

At the critical moment, Yang Yesheng was quite calm, and his left hand hurriedly clicked a few big points on his right arm, blocking the flow of blood vessels in his right arm, and then clicked a few more times on the broken arm, and then picked up the broken arm and rushed to the door of the parking lot quickly.

"Bang bang......" Yang Yesheng ran out more than twenty zhang away, and when he saw that he was about to reach the roller shutter, the disciples of the Qinglong Gang took out their guns one after another and shot at Yang Yesheng.

Thanks to Yang Yesheng's hearing perversion, he can judge the direction of the bullet according to the sound of the bullet flying without looking back, and dodge left and right.

Coming to the roller shutter, the disciples of the Green Dragon Gang also rushed over here, if the switch was turned on, the time when the roller shutter was opened, the disciples of the Green Dragon Gang were enough to rush here.

Yang Ye was in a hurry, his mind was in a hurry, he could only turn his heart sideways, roared, and his body was like a bow shrimp, slamming into the roller shutter.

There was a loud "bang", and although the roller shutter was not knocked out of a big hole by Yang Yesheng, it was also knocked out of shape, revealing a large gap on the left.

Yang Ye Sheng was overjoyed, and hurriedly drilled into the gap, drilled out in three or two strokes, and then kicked hard to plug the gap, but when he drilled out, Yang Ye Sheng's left waist and left arm were each shot.

Seeing that his disciples still wanted to open the roller shutter and continue to chase outward, Huo Qinglong hurriedly shouted: "Don't chase, this person's light skills are good, you can't catch up with him." "Actually, Huo Qinglong knew that none of these disciples were Yang Yesheng's opponents, and the result of catching up was not only unable to kill Yang Yesheng, but it was likely that he would be killed, and the disciples would lose the strength of the Qinglong Gang.

There was no one chasing after him, Yang Yesheng breathed a sigh of relief at this time, and ran to the car with Fang Zhongxue in one breath, asked for the key to unlock it, handed the car key to Fang Zhongxue's hand, and said hurriedly: "Quick, drive the car to a secluded place." With that, Yang Yesheng opened the rear door and got in, without even closing the door.

Fang Zhongxue came to the back door, but saw that Yang Yesheng was already lying on the seat, his eyes were closed, he didn't dare to slack off, he hurriedly closed the door, then opened the door of the cab, sat in, started the car, and left in a puff of smoke.

A secluded place obviously can't be disturbed by anyone, but in Xiaocheng Prefecture, what is a secluded place, and it can't be seen by anyone Yang Yesheng, Fang Zhongxue was worried about Yang Yesheng's injury, and at the same time thought about where it was appropriate to go.

Lao He Temple, thinking about it, Fang Zhongxue really couldn't think of where to go, turned his head a few times, Yang Yesheng never opened his eyes, and he didn't agree when he shouted, and Fang Zhongxue was about to die. However, Fang Zhongxue knew that Yang Yesheng had a seven-colored Buddha bead string in his body, and he would not die lightly, and she also thought of the monk temple from the seven-colored Buddha bead string, so she naturally contacted the Laohe Temple in Xiaocheng Prefecture.

Half an hour later, Fang Zhongxue parked the car on the nearest branch road of the Laohe Temple, turned his head to look, Yang Yesheng was still motionless with his eyes closed, and hurriedly put his hand under his nose, and found that there was no breath at all, and he couldn't help but fly out of the sky, and was about to push Yang Yesheng hard, but suddenly remembered the last time he came back from the dead, and the hand that was half stretched out retracted again.

Back from the dead, back from the dead, last time Ye Sheng was able to come back from the dead, this time it was the same, Fang Zhongxue took a long breath, barely calmed down his nervous and frightened mood, clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and prayed for him.

Now, Fang Zhongxue didn't know what to do, how to help Yang Yesheng, the only thing he could do was to wait, and the other thing was to hold a gun and nervously guard outside the car, waiting for the miracle of resurrection that didn't know when it would come again.

Ten minutes passed, twenty minutes passed, and half an hour passed......

In Fang Zhongxue's anxious and frightened waiting, time passed minute by minute, but it was still quiet in the car, and there was no strange phenomenon at all, Yang Yesheng seemed to be really dead.

Thanks to the last time he came back from the dead, Fang Zhongxue knew, and even witnessed that Yang Yesheng had died, and then he was indeed resurrected, otherwise, Fang Zhongxue would have sent Yang Yesheng to the hospital a long time ago, and he had already received the death notice.

Last time, Yang Yesheng died at nine o'clock in the evening, and the next morning when Fang Zhongxue and Zheng Qingmin rushed to the morgue, Yang Yesheng had already resurrected and left, and this period was a total of ten hours. However, how long did it take for Yang Yesheng to die before she was saved by the seven-colored Buddha beads, Fang Zhongxue didn't know, so the only thing she could do now was to wait, protect Yang Yesheng's body, and wait for the miracle to happen again.

Finally, three hours later, the car began to look strange, and a thin layer of seven-colored light was transmitted from the glass of the window, Fang Zhongxue looked at the car in surprise, forgetting that his task was to guard this place.

Finally began to resurrect, Fang Zhongxue's mood was both excited and excited, she really wanted to step forward, lie on the car window and take a closer look at the whole process of Yang Yesheng's resurrection, and even wanted to know what would happen to Yang Yesheng's right arm after he was resurrected

Will it just break like that, or will it grow a new one, or will it be reconnected?

However, the latter two possibilities, how Fang Zhongxue thinks about it is incredible, after all, the rebirth of a severed limb or reconnection is only a situation that will only appear in mythological stories.

The seven-colored light became more and more intense, gradually illuminating the entire car, and at first glance, it seemed as if the car was a seven-colored car.

Then, a "bang" sound of broken glass startled Fang Zhongxue, who was stunned, and the glass of the rear left window was broken, and after the glass was broken, seven balls of light of different colors came out from it, which were red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple, and began to rotate rapidly around the car, and the speed became faster and faster.

"Seven-colored Buddha beads." Fang Zhongxue looked at this strange spectacle in surprise, and almost lost her voice and shouted, the seven-colored Buddha beads actually came out of Yang Yesheng's body.

After about ten minutes, the speed of the seven-colored Buddha beads began to slow down, and the seven-colored aura transformed into the form of seven Buddha beads again, and finally fished in again and disappeared into the car again. Then, the seven-colored light scattered in the car also began to slowly weaken, and finally disappeared completely, and all the magic of Qiē returned to nothing, as if nothing had happened.

It's just that the glass in the left rear window has been shattered, which is real.

"I'm already alive." Fang Zhongxue asked herself in her heart, but she didn't dare to be sure, let alone walk over.

Actually, this time is different from the last time, the last time Yang Ye Sheng was shot in the heart, and he was cut off from life, so he died. And this time, Yang Yesheng's right arm was first cut off by Huo Qinglong, and then he was shot twice, but they were not very important parts, and these three wounds were not enough to kill Yang Yesheng.

Just now, Fang Zhongxue probed his finger under Yang Yesheng's nose and found that his breath was completely gone, but it was because of the seven-colored Buddha beads that Yang Yesheng entered a state of suspended animation, which was also a state of vitality and internal circulation.