"Not good!"

Tian Guinong felt a strong force surging, his hands were numb from the shock, his body moved, and he used his body to dodge to the side, and while dodging, his palm grabbed towards Yang Yun's side waist.

He didn't expect that the young man on the other side was not very old but his strength was far beyond ordinary people, not only with a strong and majestic true qi, but also with an incomparable brute force.

As soon as he made a move, he fell behind, and he could only use his footwork to walk, and he didn't dare to fight hard with the opponent head-on.

Yang Yun relied on his strength and true qi to have enough advantages, and continuously performed the Bagua Palm Technique.

The moves of the Baguazhang are ruthless and fierce, just like two short knives, and if you draw cold, you will insert people's weakness, and this palm technique is essentially a martial art that contains the principle of Taoist femininity.

But in Yang Yun's hands, this feminine and ruthless palm technique has become extremely strong, one move and one style is like a big axe to cut horizontally, and one pair of palms is like a fine iron steel knife, with a fierce and powerful palm wind.

"This ...... Baguazhang can still do this?"

Shang Baozhen, who was not far away, was stunned. He has been practicing the Outer Bagua Palm Method and Bagua Knife Method handed down by his family since he was a child, and he is extremely familiar with the martial arts of the Bagua Gate.

When his mother taught martial arts, he remembered that the most important place in Baguazhang was footwork, which was also known as Baguazhang on the rivers and lakes, which showed the importance of footwork.

The so-called gossip is like a swimming fish, looking ahead and ignoring behind.

The opponent has not yet turned around, and has already circled behind him, and his feet are pressed according to the Bagua position, forward or backward, turning left and right, without thinking, but the enemy turns him dizzy.

Take advantage of the opponent's hurry, and then suddenly attack, the opponent will be difficult to resist.

And the Baguazhang that Yang Yun casts, only the moves are the same as the Baguazhang, the palm power is fierce and strong, and it constantly attacks when it has the upper hand, which is completely inconsistent with the characteristics of the Baguazhang.

Everyone in the hall is proficient in fists and feet, among which Ma Xingkong is known as Yum God Boxing, and he has dabbled in all kinds of boxing techniques that have been circulated on the rivers and lakes, and he also fought with the gossip knife merchant Jianming back then. I am also familiar with the Bagua palm method.

At this time, he was also shocked in his heart, and looked intently at the two people in the hall who were constantly fighting, feeling that as long as he comprehended the one and a half moves of the two, he could be inexhaustible for the rest of his life.

Yang Yun and Tian Guinong exchanged dozens of moves in a row in the blink of an eye in the hall.

His strength has surpassed the opponent by half a level, even if he does not use the tiger claw hand and the big monument hand, just relying on the introductory palm technique of the Bagua Gate, Tian Guinong can not support the left and right blocks.

"Tian Xianggong is actually not this person's opponent, this is the case!"

Even Yan Ji could see that Tian Guinong's expression was a little embarrassed, some couldn't support it, cold sweat broke out on his face, a pair of eyes kept turning, and he quietly took a few steps back, wanting to take this opportunity to escape from the merchant fort.

However, as soon as his figure moved, he was discovered by Ping Ah Si, who was staring at him not far away.

"Shaoxia, Yan Ji is running away!"

Ping Ah Si hissed in a reminder, then drew the short knife at his waist and ran towards the door of the hall. He knew that he was no match for Yan Ji, but he would never let the other party escape. Even if he fights for his life, he must ask Yan Ji to hand over the fist scripture and knife score.

Yang Yun frowned, and saw Yan Ji's movements in the afterglow of his eyes, a sneer appeared in his heart, and his true qi was running, and he pushed forward a palm violently according to the strength of the big monument wrestler.

Rumble!

This palm was strong and condensed, enveloping all directions, Tian Guinong felt like he was stuck in a quagmire, no matter which direction he dodged, he couldn't avoid the impact of this palm force, he could only roar lowly, urging all the true qi to resist.

With a roar, Tian Guinong snorted, and the whole person was blown away for several feet, smashing directly on the wall of the hall, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his hair was scattered, his face was pale, and he could no longer maintain his dashing appearance.

"Return to the peasants!"

Nanlan, who was standing next to the hall, saw this scene and exclaimed, her pretty face was full of panic, and she hurriedly rushed towards Tian Guinong, lest something happen to him.

"Yan Ji, take out the fist scripture!"

Tian Guinong was hit by a big smasher, several bones on his body were broken, and a strong and domineering true qi was constantly scurrying in his body, and he was hit so hard that he basically lost his combat effectiveness.

After Yang Yun defeated his opponent, his body moved, and he came to the door of the hall, his expression was faint, and his eyes fell on Yan Ji, who was full of panic.

"These are the two pages of the boxing scripture! Hero, the villain was forced to do it back then, it was all Tian Xianggong who instructed the villain, and please let the old man know and spare the villain's life!"

Yan is basically just a slick bone-setting doctor who is greedy for money, but what he values most is his own life, where he dares to have the idea of preferring jade to pieces rather than pieces.

was swept away by Yang Yun's cold eyes, and immediately honestly took out a booklet from his arms. Inside the booklet is the two pages of the best-preserved boxing scriptures.

Tian Guinong was half lying on the ground and was in severe pain, and when he heard Yan Ji's words, he was immediately emotional, and he spit out a mouthful of blood in anger, causing tears to ripple in Nanlan beside him.

"You're not busy beforehand!"

After Yang Yun got the two pages of the boxing scripture, he immediately swept his eyes and memorized the more than a dozen moves on the boxing scripture in his heart. The Hu family's family handbook is divided into two parts.

The first half is nearly 300 boxing moves, these boxing moves are weird and quite exquisite, and they are wonderful ways to temper the foundation and increase strength. The second half is the sword technique to defeat the enemy.

The Hu family sword technique and the Miao family sword technique are both top arts in the rivers and lakes, and the two pages of the fist scripture in Yang Yun's hand are the introductory part of the Hu family's sword technique, and they are also the general recipe of the fist and knife technique.

Yang Yun has the ability to never forget, just by looking at it, he wrote down all the moves and formulas of the two pages of the boxing scriptures.

"Little brother, this is your lost family martial arts!

Hu Fei's yellow little face was a little excited, and he hurriedly took the booklet, he just glanced at it, and knew that the dozen or so boxing techniques on it were the foundation of the family martial arts.

Without this introductory boxing technique and general technique, even if he practiced the remaining boxing and sword techniques well, he would not be able to increase his strength much.

"Thank you, hero!"

Hu Fei put away the booklet and bowed respectfully to Yang Yun. Now that the family martial arts are complete, as long as he cultivates hard, he will be able to have enough strength in a few years. When the time comes, no matter who the enemy is, he can face it calmly.

"Hero, you just said, do you know who is the murderer of my father?"

His voice was a little urgent.

Yan Ji, who was lying on the ground next to him and didn't dare to move, kept breaking out in a cold sweat on his forehead, listening to Hu Fei's voice, his fear deepened.

At this moment, Yang Yun heard a slight sound of breaking wind outside, as if someone was hurrying in the rain and came to the outside of the hall.