Ye Gong, is it the one that Ye Gong is a good dragon? I remember that the king of Chu did not appoint Confucius in the end, and soon fell ill and died.

So this Duanmu Shuliang is a fox and a fake tiger? Or is he not informed about it yet?

Zhao Qing glanced at the pock-faced young man on the side, he had already walked away a few steps, selling melons and fruits to other spectators, and from time to time he looked at the conflict in the distance.

However, in any case, Duanmu Shuliang's words about taking out the name of Chu at the beginning do sound quite credible, but it is not so convincing when it is placed after Lu and Wei. Peng Yan probably wouldn't believe it, but would be angered by his intimidation.

"It's ridiculous to use the names of the King of Chu and the King of Yue to press me. If a small country abandons a person who is like a, but a large country regards it as a virtuous person, how can there be such a false thing in the world? The old thief dares to deceive me? ”

Sure enough, Peng Yan, who was riding on the horse, was furious, his words were not finished, and with a wave of Changge in his hand, a light red qi blade flew towards Duanmu Shuliang, as if to cut him in two.

With a loud shout, Duanmu Shuliang held the copper scale with both hands, and had already jumped in the air, even a few points in the air, stopped the air blade flying towards him, and then kicked and stepped in the air, and turned his direction in the air, and the scale rod stabbed straight and flew towards Peng Yan on the horse.

The part of the air blade that was not stopped slashed into the street floor with residual momentum, causing the ground to turn up a piece of dirt, leaving a half-foot deep mark.

"Very good, you and I will compete here, if you win, I can give you the Covering Spirit Bead. If I win, what will you pay for? Duanmu Shuliang's old voice sounded in the air.

"Good kung fu!" Peng Yan didn't answer, just praised loudly, and blocked with a horizontal blade. The weapons of both sides collided, and sparks flew in all directions, bursting into a loud sound that echoed throughout the street.

Duanmu Shuliang received this blow in mid-air, and took advantage of his strength to rise into the air, maintaining a condescending situation.

The war horse under Peng Yan struggled, took a few steps backwards, bent his hind legs, and almost broke his legs. Several armor soldiers on the side hurriedly held the horse's legs, and only then did they eliminate the force of the blow just now.

Zhao Qing could see clearly from a distance, this Peng Yu and Duanmu Shuliang should be both in the realm of strength, and their attainments are not shallow, and even in pure strength, they are even better than Ape Gong, with a huge strength of more than 10,000 catties.

Of course, this is because of the small size of the ape, and if it really fights, the ape has an advantage in flexibility and moves, although he suffers a loss in the blade, but it may not be weaker than these two.

If it were him, he would have a good chance of winning against them, relying on the magic weapon of the Cao Zi Sword.

In addition, the war horse under Peng Yan's seat should contain the blood of a demon beast, otherwise it would not be able to carry this 10,000-jin level of strength.

Realizing that his mount could not withstand the battle between the two sides, Peng Yan cursed secretly. This was something he had not expected, if he dismounted and fought, Changge would not be conducive to foot combat, but there was a possibility of losing to the opponent.

Thinking of this, Peng Yan let out a long roar, and Changge in his hand had pecked and arced towards Duanmu Shuliang like a storm, turning into an afterimage.

This is a clever way to use the strength without exerting force, relying on the advantage of the length of the weapon, to fight fast and slow, to avoid over-stressing yourself and damaging the mount.

There are a lot of similarities with my moves, and at the same time, the use of the length of the weapon also contains a simple but actually profound martial arts truth.

In the distance, Zhao Qing looked at the swift and incoherent confrontation between the two, and couldn't help but gesture with his left hand and right hand, which was quite enlightening.

In addition, she felt quite speechless about the cause of the conflict between the two people, and at the same time felt that there was really no solution.

Although both sides have reasons, it is undoubtedly even more unreasonable to force buying and selling. However, for such a thing, he still can't make a righteous indignation and get into trouble.

Duanmu Shuliang stretched out his tall and thin body, his cyan robe bulged like wings, and with the strength of Peng Yu Changge below, it collided and bounced again and again, flying in the air without falling, and even flying higher and higher.

As his figure floated higher and higher, the strength of the copper scale in his hand became heavier and heavier, and a series of short stick "slap, knock, pluck, press" moves swayed out and turned as desired, directly pressing Peng Yan's mount's legs for a tremble.

The two of them fought more and more tightly, and the qi waves that intersected with each other could not help but spread outward, reaching seven or eight zhang away, forcing the caravan guards, soldiers stationed with weapons, and ordinary people watching to retreat one after another.

Suddenly, several armor soldiers standing at the front of the team leaned down, paying attention to avoiding the aftermath of the battle between Peng Yu and Duanmu Shuliang, and rushed towards the caravan's vehicles, as fast as galloping horses.

Several of the stronger caravan guards intervened to block it, and the bronze sword stabbed straight into the armor's body, but it was blocked by the tough armor.

The armor soldier used a short hook and pull, and several long swords immediately collapsed. They are the elite under Peng Yan, at least they have the realm of Yin and Penetrating Potential, and they have experienced relevant training for sword stabbing on weekdays, coupled with their excellent equipment, they can easily defeat the guards who block them.

Two of the armorers stayed behind to block the rest of the caravan guards, while the rest headed straight for the convoy and began to search the caravan one by one.

One large wooden box after another was taken out of the car by the armor soldier, placed on the ground and opened.

A large amount of gold and silver, pieces of fine jade wrapped in flannel, lacquerware painted with dazzling patterns, and a dozen crystal-clear ivory ......

Whether it was the armor soldiers in the near distance or the onlookers in the distance, they all attracted their hearts. Only then did the twelfth carriage be inspected, and the goods found were already worth tens of thousands.

With the angry rebuke of Duanmu Shuliang in the air, a soldier stretched out his arm with a look of surprise and leaned towards the curtain of the thirteenth carriage.

Suddenly, only a snort was heard, and a dark cyan sword tip had pierced through his solid armor and peeked through his back.

Blood-red flowers bloomed on the front chest and back of the armor soldier, and the blood trickled down, and the whole person lost his strength, and slowly knelt on the ground, and his breath was lost in an instant.

There was no doubt that there was a warrior hiding in the car, and suddenly he struck out, and a sword pierced the heart of the armorer.

This person was ruthless and resolute, showing no mercy at all, and Zhao Qing, Peng Yan, the pock-faced young man and others who were paying attention to the progress of the matter not far away were all taken aback.

And at this moment, suddenly, a pale cyan air mass flew in the distance, passing between the curtain of the car and the corpse of the armorer, and the castration was extremely fast, and it actually set off a gust of wind.

With the belated sound of whistling through the sky, the curtain hidden by the front of the car floated high, and a delicate bronze short sword was revealed under the curtain, and the surface of the sword body was covered with bright red blood.

Five slender fingers as white as jade gently press on the position of the hilt of the sword, beautiful and picturesque, although only half of the palm is exposed, but it can already be seen that its peerless beauty demeanor.

Seeing this scene from afar, Duanmu Shuliang, who was fighting fiercely with Peng Yan, let out an angry roar: "Hongshang Sword Master, Wu Zixu's secret guard!" ”