As soon as Yang Fan's words came out, he made his position clear, and this alliance was just private. So he only came to the meeting on his own behalf, and there was no sign of a treaty at all.

Geng Jingzhong sneered: "What about the few people who can't get off the carriage?" Also on behalf of private? I see, the scholars of the Ming Dynasty are all a group of wine bags and rice bags. Thinking back then, Dengzhou Sun Yuanhua, a waste one, heard that Lao Kong and I rebelled, so frightened that we lay on the head of the city and didn't dare to speak, and we all wanted to surrender to us. It was also Lao Kong's last righteousness, and let that guy go, if it were me, I would have chopped this useless waste with a knife. ”

There was still a distance of more than ten meters from the south gate, and Yang Fan walked in the forefront, with Geng Zhongming and Fan Wencheng on both sides. Yang Fan suddenly paused and patted his head, "By the way, I finally remembered it." ”

"What? What did Yang Zhuguo remember? Fan Wencheng raised his eyebrows and asked a little suspiciously. Yang Fan looked at Geng Zhongming sideways and said with a smile: "That strange thing is so familiar to hear this, it turns out that Your Excellency is the fellow of the chicken thief, rude." He squinted his eyes and looked at Geng Zhongming.

As the saying goes, you don't hit people in the face, and you don't expose your shortcomings when you scold people, Yang Fan stabbed Geng Zhongming directly in the heart. This incident of being beaten in Dengzhou may be the worst time in Geng Zhongming's life, and it should be worse than the days when he was digging coal in Shanxi. simply worked hard, and was able to set foot on the former rival with his mining friends and fellow villagers, and the big ship of Houjin also mixed up like a dog.

Geng Zhongming led the Zhenghuang Flag, and if his subordinates talked about their family background, they would be severely punished. It is precisely because of this that no one in the army dares to speak ill of Geng Dashuai.

Lao Geng's hand clenched the sword at his waist. Some gritted his teeth in anger, and Fan Wencheng on the side made a look. He shook his head vigorously. continued to invite Yang Fan into the city to talk, and said with a smile: "We Han people have an old saying that heroes don't ask ......."

"No!" Yang Fan ruthlessly interrupted Fan Wencheng's words again, "It's our Han people, you, and this Geng Wangye, you are full of people, don't talk about us and ours, so as not to lower your noble status." His words were prickly. Even Fan Wencheng's temper was good, but his face was stiff.

Geng Zhongming's sword was even dragged out of the scabbard by an inch.

"Yo. Is Geng Wangye going to do it? Yang Fan deliberately patted the scabbard, "Come down to meet the alliance, this is okay to meet friends with literature and martial arts." What do you think? Do you want to go through a few tricks? ”

"Huh. Is this a joke or is it really itchy and wants to play? ”

Yang Fan untied the holly, looked at the sun, and said, "Anyway, it's coming, but it's over." Look at the efforts of King Huaishun, it's not impossible, what do you say? ”

Fan Wencheng stood silently to the side, thinking about which one Yang Fan came from. Originally, the Qing Dynasty was strong. Now that there is a great tendency to point the sword at the Central Plains, Yang Fan, who should be sent by the little emperor of the Ming Dynasty, even a dragon has to be coiled. How did they get to their territory and become so arrogant.

This Fan Wencheng didn't understand, and the officials of the Ministry of Rites who just got off the car behind him didn't understand. In their opinion. What Yang Fan said just now was purely a provocation to find death. According to the state of etiquette. Even if it is a hostile country, it must behave decently, and it must show the demeanor of a great country, where can it poke others in the backbone like this.

"Good. Today, since Yang Zhuguo wants to have fun, then the king will accompany Yang Zhuguo to have a good time. I established the country with martial arts in the Qing Dynasty, the martial style prevailed, and I respected the master the most, and Yang Zhuguo has always made some achievements, otherwise I would not be so arrogant. ”

"The Jianzhou Jurchens can only build the country with martial arts, where does the cultural heritage come from. How can it be like my Ming Dynasty, with a cultural heritage of 5,000 years, how can it be a martial artist? ”

Scold!

Geng Zhongming's sword was drawn from its sheath, and the surrounding cadres and others retreated one after another, forming a big circle, "Don't say much, Yang Zhuguo, please!" ”

Holly came out of the sheath, and the narrow blade slapped at the end of the scabbard, and the scabbard fell like an arrow into the hands of the gambling nine on the side. With this hand alone, the officers and soldiers who were surrounded on the side were a little surprised. Holly paddled on the ground, Yang Fan smiled coldly, and said, "Then offend!" ”

He didn't use his internal force, he just used the flexibility and speed of his body to bring up a burst of yellow sand. Geng Zhongming's pupils shrank, and he secretly marveled at how fast Yang Fan took out the sword, and the sword in his hand stabbed forward. He originally thought that Yang Fan was wearing a knife, just because he was young and vigorous, and he wanted to be fresh, but he was caught off guard by Yang Fan's knife. You can only respond in a hurry.

Yang Fan's steps paused, but the knife in his hand did not stop, and it was like a practice, and he directly slashed down. After only hearing two clanging sounds, Geng Zhongming couldn't resist his strength and took three steps back.

"Good knife technique!"

Yang Fan pointed his knife to the ground and sneered, "Agreed." This little trick has not been able to mix up a little bit of the difference, which is really ashamed. ”

“……”

Geng Zhongming was speechless for a while, you are ashamed, what do you have to do, do you have to find a hole to drill. He gritted his teeth, clenched the long sword in his hand, shouted, and rushed forward with his sword. However, in Yang Fan's eyes, Geng Zhongming's movements are no different from the old man and old lady who exercises in the park in the morning. The holly in his hand is like having eyes, and he may break the trick every time and solve it.

The corners of Yang Fan's mouth raised, and the blade of the sword in his hand suddenly trembled, and it was directly attached to Geng Zhongming's sword blade. This was a very dangerous move, and with a slight mistake, the blade of the sword slashed into Yang Fan's face. The knife rested at the lowest end of the hilt, Yang Fan's wrist flipped, and a huge force was transmitted to Geng Zhongming's hand, and he couldn't help but let go of the hilt.

Bang dang!

The sword lands. Geng Zhongming subconsciously took a few steps back and looked at Yang Fan with some jealousy. Compared with only a dozen moves, the victory and defeat have been revealed, and even the people who are watching the excitement are a little dumbfounded, this ...... It turned out to be Yang Zhuguo who won? It's incredible. In their opinion, the martial arts of King Huaishun, who led the troops to fight, should be even stronger, how could it be like this.

Yang Fan picked up the sword, handed it to Geng Zhongming with a smile, and said with a smile: "Accept and concede." Chinese martial arts are broad and profound, and the sword techniques under it are not shrewd, but they have just learned some fur, and they have an axe here. ”

This is a typical example of getting cheap and selling well. Everyone lost and said a few words so sourly, which made Geng Jingzhong even more annoyed and ashamed.

"Hmph. If you don't feel well today, you will be in charge of it. The king went back to the fort first to rest. Geng Zhongming, who was disgraced, picked up his sword and left. Where did the people around dare to provoke this killing god, they had just been educated, if they touched Geng Zhongming's brow again, it would be difficult to guarantee that they would really be hacked to death with a sword. Then who to reason? (To be continued.) )