Chapter 8: The Power of a Sword!
The general sedan chair, four people lift, this sedan chair has added a bar before and after, it is eight sedan chairs, the sedan body has a zhang length and width, you can imagine the size of the space in the sedan chair. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Huang Juncai calmly got off the sedan chair and walked to the edge of the cliff with a spring breeze on his face.
Judging from his appearance alone, Huang Juncai can be regarded as a beautiful man, seven feet tall, dignified in appearance, with a sword hanging from his waist, and a luxurious brocade robe, with a heroic appearance.
It's just that Huang Juncai's face is a little too pale, and in this unnatural paleness, there is an air of extreme pampering and wealth.
Xiaoying didn't know Huang Juncai who came over, and looked at the person who walked in front of him with big eyes.
The Huang family in Hengshui is monstrous, and the woman Huang Juncai saw was either a famous prostitute or a servant girl with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes. Looking at it without scruples like Xiaoying is still a novel first encounter in Huang Juncai's encounter.
A small image of a beautiful osmanthus tree, standing on the cliff. The breeze blows, the long hair is slightly messy, a fresh and refined beauty, which makes people's hearts pound.
"My name is Huang Juncai. Huang Juncai suppressed the excitement in his heart and said the first sentence.
Generally speaking, the three words Huang Juncai are well-known names, which are enough to smash a thunderbolt in Hengshui Town, but here in Xiaoying, it doesn't seem to work.
Huang Juncai was not in a hurry, looked at Xiaoying's eyes, and said the second sentence: "I will raise Dajiao to marry you!"
It stands to reason that in Hengshui Town, if the young master of the Huang family wants to marry a woman, as long as the sentence "My name is Huang Juncai" is enough. But Song Xiaoying in front of him, not only was he not surprised, shy, or scared as Huang Juncai imagined, but his face was indifferent, looking at him with an incredible expression.
Huang Juncai seemed to have expected such a result, and waved behind him without looking back.
The eight sedan chair drivers next to the golden sedan chair immediately stepped forward, forming a semicircle, surrounding Xiaoying and Huang Juncai in the middle.
"Get on the sedan chair!" Huang Juncai said like a dream.
This is to rob people in broad daylight!
"Whew!"
With a gust of wind, without warning, Jiang Liao jumped up violently, knocked over a sedan chair man, and stretched out his arms to protect Xiaoying's body.
In the past, Jiang Liao was a person who took not causing trouble as the highest principle, which was also repeatedly taught by his father, who was a blacksmith. Even people like Han Youfu and Ma Youcai, Jiang Liao, didn't want to mess with it, and today somehow, as if he didn't listen to the call, he directly attacked Huang Juncai's sedan chair man.
Maybe it was a high-flying family that withheld the wages of a blacksmith, and this honest blacksmith did not dare to ask for it, or even mention it to others. Maybe it was a sturdy boy who was playing in the town and was chased by a wolf dog raised by the young master of a large family, fell down the dirt slope, and lost his teeth.
Those who have been bullied remember the picture of their humiliation, while those who bully others will only forget in pride, remember because they give, and forget because they possess.
There are no people who dare to make a move against Huang Juncai in Hengshui Town. Huang Juncai looked at Jiang Liao suspiciously, confirming that he had no grudges or hatred with this tall man, and his eyes immediately revealed undisguised murderous intent.
These eight tall and sturdy sedan chair drivers are also Huang Juncai's bodyguards, there are masters like Huang Juncai, there are flying and domineering minions, and the eight sedan chair drivers bully more and less, and they all killed Jiang Liao.
Jiang Liao stepped into the grass in front of the cliff with one foot, the strength was so great, half a foot stepped into the soil, the knotted muscles faintly appeared under the gray robe, and he raised a huge fist, and the gods fought with eight strong men like a god.
Every time a palanquin driver was knocked down, the ground was trembling, and the grass clippings mixed with dust on the cliffs several feet square were flying all over the sky.
Huang Juncai looked at the fierce fighting figure in front of him, like a beast that eats its prey. "I'm going to carry you away, no one can stop you, your father can't do it, the school can't do it, and he can't do it. Pointing to Jiang Liao, who was gradually exhausted, he said leisurely.
At this time, Xu Feng, who was carrying a black sword on his back and was climbing a rock, listened to the sound from above, took a deep breath of the mountain wind, kicked the cliff, and his body jumped rapidly.
A young man in Tsing Yi with a black sword on his back appeared next to Xiaoying with a smile on his face, raised one arm, pointed at Huang Juncai, and then made a "NO" gesture, and the other arm very naturally blocked Xiaoying's emaciated fragrant shoulder.
Xu Feng has always been a reasonable person, and the truth for unreasonable people is even more unreasonable. I don't need to be verbose and straightforward, I'm going to show you directly!
Xiaoying found that Ah Feng was holding his shoulders so intimately, and a blush suddenly rose on his face, and he wanted to get rid of it, but he didn't move, which was regarded as acquiescing to Xu Feng's actions.
Huang Juncai's words, Xu Feng heard them at the bottom of the cliff, and there was nothing more convincing than his actions at this moment.
"Xiaoying is mine, you can't!"
Huang Juncai looked at Xu Feng's hand and gently stopped Xiaoying's shoulder, his fingers seemed to rub twice at will, Venus was in his anxious eyes, and the anger in his heart rushed straight to his head!
In broad daylight, in Hengshui, on his own territory, is it so difficult for eight sedan chairs to marry a woman!?
First of all, the stupid big guy inserted a horizontal bar, but it was nothing, you didn't have to do it yourself, and after a few rounds, this stupid big guy would be thrown under the cliff to feed the dogs. Unexpectedly, a young man with a black sword on his back popped out again, looking at the harmless smile on the young man's face, Huang Juncai sweated profusely. Could it be that these damn guys just came out today! Why hasn't Hengshui Town seen this person before!
In the school building, in the study, Dongfang Bai stood respectfully outside the door.
Song Fuzi doesn't like this student very much, it's not that Dongfang Bai's grades are not good, it's not that this student is doing evil and doesn't understand etiquette, but he doesn't like it for no reason. Dongfang Bai is always too disciplined and too perfect in doing things, giving people a feeling that is not very real.
Dongfang Bai "borrowed a knife to kill", and the person he wanted to kill was not the little shadow hidden in his heart, but Xu Feng, who had really gone crazy recently. Xiaoying is just a bait to lure out Huang Juncai and Xu Feng.
He knew that today was a good opportunity, so Huang Juncai came to the school, so he carried the sedan chair straight to the edge of the cliff. Dongfang Bai didn't want Xiaoying to really be occupied by Huang Juncai, so he sent Ma Youcai to keep an eye on the progress of things from afar, and he reported the news here.
Xiaoying is the pearl of Song Fuzi's palm, as soon as he heard that Huang Juncai had the idea of beating his daughter, he greeted the professors and masters of the school and rushed to the cliff. The children in the school hall also followed one after another, and Han Youfu rubbed his hands excitedly in the middle of the crowd.
The situation in the field changed, the eight palanquin men stopped fighting, Jiang Liao looked gray, his clothes were messy, standing beside Xu Feng, Xu Feng successfully shifted the focus of the field to himself again. Like countless times in the past, Xiaoying is still a little worried, worried that history will repeat itself.
"Who are you?" Huang Juncai roared angrily.
"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that I am the master of Xiaoying, is it Xiaoying?"
Xu Feng turned his head dashingly and asked Xiaoying with a smile.
Xiaoying's face turned even redder, and she nodded her head lightly unconsciously, knowing that Xu Feng now didn't just know how to bow up and be beaten like before.
As soon as Xu Feng finished saying that he had become the master of Xiaoying, he saw Master Song on the other side with an angry face and leading a group of teachers to come over. His heart was weak, and the hand holding Xiaoying's shoulder became unnatural.
Where did he do the master, the marriage was a major event, and it was naturally Master Song to be the master of his daughter.
"Ignorant fool! In broad daylight, he robbed the people's daughter, and he actually grabbed the old man's head!" Song Fuzi pointed at the halberd with one hand, his beard trembled excitedly, and he scolded Huang Juncai.
A sedan chair driver of the Huang family rebuked loudly: "Old horseman, my son-in-law has taken a fancy to your daughter, which is a blessing that you have cultivated in your previous life, quickly get out of the way, so that you can be this cheap father-in-law."
Before the words fell, I felt a stuffy pain in my chest, and the whole person had already flown up, Xu Feng kicked in the chest, and his legs just fell.
A group of teaching, Tong Sheng surrounded the scene, Jiang Liao did not show weakness at this moment, and took a few steps forward. Huang Juncai and the eight sedan chair men looked at the situation and suddenly felt bad.
Huang Juncai is also a person who has cultivated martial arts, and he is staring at Xu Feng like a dead man in such a situation.
Huang Juncai not only has martial arts, but also the exercises in kendo are specially trained by the monks hired by the family, which is more exquisite than the eight sedan chair men, even if he is surrounded by people, Huang Juncai does not think that there is anyone in the field who is his opponent.
With a snort, he pulled out the saber on his waist, and Huang Juncai used the sword as a knife, and used his most proud sword to slash at Xu Feng.
As soon as the kung fu is shot, you will know if there is one. Practicing martial arts is the most unpretentious, Jiang Liao, who was on the side, didn't see Huang Juncai's shot clearly at all, and an arc-shaped sword rainbow struck Xu Feng's face like lightning.
Xu Feng took out the dark long sword from behind the quilt, and he only heard a slight sound.
"Ding!"
The sword in Huang Juncai's hand had been broken in two, and the broken section was slanted into the grass in front of him.
Huang Juncai looked at his broken sword for a long time.
Although his sword is not a legendary magic weapon, it is also a famous sword that looks at the entire Zhongzhou County, and it was forged by the best craftsmen in the county government over the course of several months.
This sword can't withstand the blow of the black sword! No, it's not a hit, it's just a block.
Xu Feng had an understanding of the power of the black sword, but he didn't expect it to be so sharp, just one block, the sword in Huang Juncai's hand was broken, as if he was holding a sword, and Huang Juncai's hand was a straw.
Xu Feng nodded with satisfaction, and said with a slight smile: It's my turn!
Huang Juncai woke up from the shock and realized the disparity, others only saw the broken sword, Huang Juncai really felt that the whole arm was numb, the numbness that hurt into the bone marrow, and the right hand had lost its strength, how to fight in the face of such a divine weapon?
Huang Juncai came to his senses, didn't say a word, turned around and ran.
Xu Feng stood in place, swinging a sword, in the middle of summer, everyone only felt a cold wind blowing in the field, an invisible sword intent cut off Huang Juncai's hair bun, and slashed the eight sedan chairs obliquely.
Huang Juncai stretched out his hand and just touched the side of the sedan chair, and the sedan chair collapsed with a bang! A neat sword mark was imprinted on the sedan body on the side, and the sedan chair fell to the side as if it had been folded sideways.
Huang Juncai touched the top of his head with no bun in shock, and ran down the mountain with a roll.
Seeing such a result, Han Youfu stomped on his face with hatred, Dongfang Bai came to his side at some point, and said leisurely: Don't worry, don't worry, everything is just right.