The battle on the square had been going on for nearly half an hour, and the bluestone slab-paved ground was full of all kinds of hidden weapons, poison needles, darts, crossbow arrows, and iron thistles...... Many of them were stained with blood, and it was impossible to tell whether they were disciples of the Tang Sect or prisoners.

There are poisonous hidden weapons all over the ground, which may not be a good thing for others, but it is a very suitable battlefield for those who are good at sealing useless weapons with qi.

He could easily pick up dozens of hidden weapons and throw them at the young man opposite, and his strength was not inferior to the heavy crossbow at all.

Tang Jian held a paper fan to resist, the fan is nine inches and five inches long, and the fan bones are eighteen, made of the best Xiangfei bamboo, which is the standard "ninety-fifty-eight gear" Wen fan, after a long period of friction and play, the bamboo fan has been almost warm and moist as jade, just like the man himself.

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The paper fan, which was originally ordinary, was comparable to a golden stone weapon in Tang Jian's hands, and he raised his hand to block wave after wave of hidden weapons, but the fan did not hurt a bit, and the man only defended and did not attack from beginning to end, and did not seem to intend to hurt the other party.

Seeing that the young man was able to defend easily but did not attack, Feng Wufu couldn't help but be a little surprised, he had lived for such an old age, and he had never met such a calm junior in front of him.

Tang Zhi's father and son, who were not far away, seemed to be gradually getting used to Tang Jian's terrifying skills, and seeing that he was not in any danger at this moment, the old and young even chatted.

The young man put his hands in his sleeves and said thoughtfully:

"You said that this kid stayed in the house all day, where did he learn such a high level of martial arts, and his posture doesn't look like the Tang Sect exercises?"

The chubby old man shook his head, thinking carefully about the words and deeds of the eldest grandson over the years, and it seemed that he really didn't do anything else except study all day. And the old man also knew that his grandson didn't say anything, but in his heart he looked down on people who practiced martial arts, and he definitely wouldn't secretly learn that hurtful skill.

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The two of them didn't have any clue here, but Feng Wufu, who was fighting against Tang Jian, saw the doorway, and he frowned slightly and said:

"A, B, C, and D have passed on all their skills to you?"

Although Tang Jian was just resisting, he couldn't talk about any moves, but Feng Wufu, who had a lot of experience in the rivers and lakes, still saw the clue from the other party's unintentional small actions.

They are a pair of half-brothers, whose original surnames are unknown, only known as one is called A B and the other is called Bingding.

The two learned kung fu somewhere, and the number of roads was bizarre and unconventional, and they defeated many old people who had been famous for a long time as soon as they came out of the rivers and lakes.

The two relied on their youth and tacit understanding, and once made many appalling deeds, including the wicked act of smashing someone's hotel without saying a word, and the applauded righteous act of punishing flower thieves.

This pair of brothers, who are both righteous and evil, never sell anyone's face and do not know how to restrain themselves.

When passing through the territory of Bashu, the two brothers inadvertently had a conflict with the Tang Gate, and the matter was not big, and the two sides set up a table to apologize to each other, but where is the fuel-saving lamp for the two brothers, they ran to the bottom of the mountain to block it, and when they met the Tang Sect disciples, they were beaten violently, and then stripped naked and thrown into the woods.

At that time, the head of the Tang Sect was still Tang Ning, that is, Tang Jian's father, who was not even in the eyes of the government, and the head of the family had always been very angry, so he immediately gathered the strength of the Tang Sect to surround the two, and then directly tied them into zongzi and threw them to the third floor of the dungeon.

Originally, it was planned to lock up the two of them for a while and let them go, but I didn't think that the new head of the family was finally taken off by a mysterious person in the Qinglou because of the killing of several court officials in a row, and the Tang Sect was in a mess, so naturally no one cared about the two prisoners.

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After many years, the young Tang Jian strayed into the dungeon, and he had never experienced the sinister nature of the rivers and lakes, and he mistakenly believed the rhetoric of a prisoner, and opened the prison door for the other party.

When the other prisoners were coldly watching the excitement, the two brothers with strange personalities came to the aid and saved Tang Jian's life, and the latter was grateful, so he often sent some wine and food to visit the two.

Although Tang Jian was deceived once, he still chose to believe in the two of them since he was a child, since it was a stall left by his father, then it was necessary for him to deal with it.

But after he really released the two, A, B, C, and Ding, who were over seventy years old, did not leave, but looked at each other and smiled, and then forcibly passed on his life's skills to him, and then died.

Tang Jian, who came back to his senses, wanted to cry without tears, after getting along during this time, he already knew the temperament of the two brothers, the more others didn't want them to do anything, the more they wanted to do it, and he happened to inadvertently mention that he hated martial arts the most.

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In the square, Tang Jian did not answer Feng Fu's question, but his expression was already telling.

Feng Wuxin understood it and began to face the young man in front of him.

He had dealt with A, B, C and D many years ago, and knew that they seemed to be cynical, but in fact they were amazing, and they had never really gone all out, and I am afraid that no one except themselves knew their specific strength.

Tang Jian alone absorbed the skills of the two of them, the realm was already unfathomable, at this moment, it was useless to seal the ninth layer of the dungeon, and he did not fall behind at all, looking at his calm appearance, the realm of the uneven was especially above the old man.

Feng Wufu also faintly felt this, the moves in his hand became more and more aggressive, and his mind was no longer in the hidden weapon on the ground, but slowly transferred to the Yin and Yang Order in his arms, if things really reached the point of being uncontrollable, he didn't mind using this killing weapon left by his ancestor.

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In the row of houses closest to the square, a man and a woman were looking at the situation outside through the crack in the window, the woman had a beautiful face, frowned slightly and looked at Tang Jian's direction, and said to herself:

"Strange, when did Jian'er learn martial arts?"

The man touched the beard on his chin and groaned:

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be A, B, C, D."

"Didn't those two old guys die a long time ago?"

"It's a shame that you are still an aunt, Tang Jian is the most annoying martial artist in his life, I think eighty percent of it was those two old guys who were out of tune who forcibly passed on their skills to him, and Tang Jian had to hide it." Tang Qisheng smiled, as if he had already seen through everything.

The woman's face was a little unbearable, and she turned her head and said:

"What are you doing standing here stupidly and not going to help?"

"I have to protect you, Tang Jian doesn't need my help over there, and Senior Ye can't help if he goes, as for other Tang Sect disciples...... I guess it's about the same time. ”

Not long after Tang Qisheng's words came out, a prisoner in the square froze, and then a Tang Sect disciple seized the opportunity and directly shot a crossbow arrow through the opponent's head.

As the prisoners fell to the ground, it seemed to form a signal that more and more prisoners were sluggish, and they were all shot by the disciples of the Tang Sect without exception.

Finally, someone began to notice something, and quickly covered his mouth and nose and said:

"Oh no, there's poisonous gas around here."

This feeling is familiar to them, in the years of captivity, they will be fed the poison of cartilage and tendons almost every day, and then Luo Tian appeared, and he didn't see any movement, just one look relieved the poison on their bodies.

Due to the strength of the other party, these murderous guys can only bow down to them.

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