Yanagi Maru from Fuying prides himself on the existence of a daimyo comparable to the lord of a domain, and he doesn't need to be canonized by the Emperor Fuying who judges people by his appearance, and the strong man who is believed in in the rivers and lakes of Fuying is respected, and he is so capable, isn't everything at his fingertips?

In Fuying, who respects the sword, he can give up his sword and learn the whip and achieve a proud result, and he sits in the tenth position in the thirty-six people of Fuying, which is similar to the Great Zhou One Hundred and Eight Billboard, which should be called unparalleled.

You must know that the first nine people are either old monsters who cultivate Yijiazi, or they are the talents of the heavens who are not born in the way of the sword, or they are the demons who are like opening a book, or they are the lords of the feudal clans with a lot of wealth, Yanagi Maru, who is short and born with a dwarf and a hunched back like a shrimp, can obtain such a status with such a crippled figure, I have to say that there is indeed self-righteous capital.

I didn't pay attention to it when I first heard that roar, but when the bald monk punched out, he was far away, and he was four or five feet away, and he peeked at it and saw a trace of air flow wrapped in a slight surge of his fist, such a scene, how could it not be surprising?

！ Although it was just a glance, Yagyu Maru was very confident in his eyesight, and it was impossible to be wrong.

It's all because of the whip. Thirty years ago, when I was practicing the whip method by chance, in order to practice this pair of eyes, I often watched the candle flame at night and watched the line burn and fall in the middle of the fire.

Therefore, the whip can hit mosquitoes and flies outside the zhang. With more than ten years of superior eyesight, Yagyu Maru would never believe that he could be wrong even at a glance.

The chance is equivalent to that he will not come to the world of this Great Zhou. Yagyu Maru is here. Therefore, Yagyu Maru is convinced that he is not mistaken.

Listening to the words of his sworn brother and coming to Da Zhou, he thought that he would take a fight, at least to be able to ask for a benefit for himself, a pariah from the most low-class background in a place as hierarchical as Fuying, and after the sworn brother re-ranked the thirty-six seats, he came here without hesitation.

However, seeing such a cultivator in the first battle, Yanagi Maru felt a trace of fear in his heart. Naturally, he didn't expect that the other party would have so much thought in the fight at this time, and he clearly felt that Yanagi Maru's shot had lost the momentum just now, and Ye San, who saw that he had no trace of momentum in his hand, had already figured out the opponent's cultivation realm in a short fight, and began to lay out the finishing touches, striving to take it down in the shortest possible time.

It's just that in such a competition, unexpected things happen. Whether it is between the two sides of the battle, neither can predict the next move for sure, or whether the opponent will break the cauldron or retreat to dodge after the sword is drawn.

Just between breaths, Ye San and Yagyu Maru exchanged swords for swords, and the sound of Jin Ge suddenly began in the forest.

was suppressed by a miserable cry. Just a dazzle in a hurry, the third watch of the night saw Yue Qingfeng, who was quite stylish with one enemy and two enemies, had not yet drawn his sword out of the sheath, and the great monk had not received a mountain fist, obviously the latter had succeeded, and he blatantly punched Yue Qingfeng, who was about to draw his knife to block.

I saw that this catch was like a broken kite and smashed on Hu Feizhen, who wanted to take advantage of this chaotic situation to escape.

Pity this Taoist aunt who has always claimed to be a side branch of Taoism but deceived her teacher and destroyed her ancestors, no one cared about her when she was so dangerous, and finally came back to her senses and wanted to save herself and take the opportunity to escape from here, but she didn't know what was going on, her back was like a lightning strike, she vomited blood and passed out.

Looking at Yue Qingfeng again, he rolled on the spot, got up by taking advantage of the situation, and forcibly suppressed the churning qi and blood, even so, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and said hurriedly: "Monk, don't deceive people too much." For some reason, Yishan, who was already red-eyed, clapped his hands and applauded crisply,

"Yue Qingfeng, if Lao Tzu doesn't beat you today, your parents won't recognize you, and Lao Tzu will practice this ability in vain." As soon as he finished speaking, Yishan ignored Zhao Ruoshi, who still didn't know why, and strode towards Yue Qingfeng.

But he said that he only cared about the situation over there, and he didn't pay attention to it, and he almost received a blow on the shoulder. Not as sharp as the opponent's short sword, the two wooden swords in his hand are blunt weapons, and Ye San can't do a person in the Dao Sect who is as dedicated to cultivating qi as Zhao Ruoshi.

This is the disadvantage of Qi Shu practitioners, since they can't be the same with their hearts, they can't have both fish and bear's paws, and the words of the ancients will certainly not be unreasonable.

For example, the family background of the night three watches, if you concentrate on refining qi or reweight yourself to be a foreign martial artist, and use your mind in one place, maybe the realm will be higher than now, but the old man in the family who said nothing back then was very strong, and whoever disagreed would beat him, so that the night three watches, who had also carried a lot of luck since childhood, was actually just a second-rate master in this river and lake.

Of course, the premise is not to borrow his mystical exercises and the sword qi that was passed on to his mother's master. Ye San reined in his mind and devoted himself to this battle, but he never imagined that the three-inch dwarf on the opposite side had already retreated.

While Yanagimaru was surprised by the terrifying cultivation of the great monk over there, he knew that he was afraid that he would become a turtle in an urn at the moment, and if he didn't do anything, he was afraid that he would really become a fish on the chopping board, and he would explain it here.

Although this description is a bit inappropriate, for this dwarf from a small country like Fuying, I really can't think of any words that can express the current predicament.

I heard the big monk over there roaring and running towards Yue Qingfeng, seeing that the double sword moves in the hands of the night three watches in front of him were even stronger, Yanagi Maru, who was already retreating, didn't want to fight, and the short knife in his hand forced the opponent to open a position, and the long whip in the other hand was loosened, and he shook his body, swirling around him, and as the body retreated, he separated the distance in the blink of an eye.

Seeing that the other party was about to escape, Ye San was about to chase after him with a flick of his sword, and he heard Yishan not far away angry, and shouted: "Yue Qingfeng, stop for me, don't run." Yue Qingfeng's voice was weak, but he still said stiffly: "Bald donkey, what kind of ability is it to take advantage of people's danger?" If you have the ability, let's fight another day. Although I didn't know Yue Qingfeng's identity, thinking of Jiugong Yan's words just now, how could Liu Shengmaru, who had already rushed out of the three or four zhang, not guess who this person was, I am afraid that it was not Jiugong Yan's restless woman who was looking for another thing to relieve boredom.

People are extremely ugly, but their hearts are as small as a needle's nose, and Yanagimaru doesn't plan to rescue this

"Like-minded".

"Accomplices", even more sick under the feet. For example, a martial artist who has a heavy body technique instead of internal strength, and his body is like light work, and what he has done is only to temper the lower plate, so that his legs are more powerful than ordinary people, and the swings should be tighter, and the speed of running has been improved.

The Fuying Body Method, which has been inherited from the martial arts of Middle Earth, is still like this no matter how much it finds another way, and without the flow of breath in the body, it naturally cannot reach the realm of being as light as a swallow in the clouds.

Yanagi Maru, who escaped a few zhang, heard the sound of the wind after that, and looked back like falling into an ice cave, how could he throw off the distance of three or four zhang and there were still two zhang left between breaths?

There was no time to think about the reason, Yanagimaru reached into his arms and took out a handful of small white balls, threw them back, and ran with his head down regardless of the effect.

Several small balls flew in, and they had already experienced the power of this from Jiugong Yan, and Ye San stopped his body suddenly, rose from the ground, and jumped back in an instant, like a big peng spreading his wings, rising and falling four or five feet, which was enough to see his taboo about this thing.

The ball exploded when it landed, sending up a cloud of white mist. didn't wait for the smoke to dissipate, just waited for the sound to stop, and the third watch of the night plunged into the white mist.

Ran Jiugong Yan, no matter what, you have to catch this Yanagi Pill, there are still too many unknowns about Fuying Protestantism, if it is so unclear, there are too many variables, which makes people uncomfortable.

It's just that before the third watch of the night passed through the white fog, he heard Yue Qingfeng shouting: "You're not finished, aren't you!" "Following Yue Qingfeng around the trees, the mountain jumped like thunder,

"What's wrong with the night?" Ye Sangen, who didn't think about Gu Yue Qingfeng at all, stopped after hearing this sentence and looked at it vaguely.

Ye Sangen, who originally thought that he would wait for the Yanagi Pill to be solved and then have a good fight with Yue Qingfeng, moved in his heart, and a cold sweat broke out.

Could it be that Jiugong Yan asked Yue Qingfeng to find Ye Yao? As soon as I thought of this night, my heartbeat missed half a beat.

For this shameless uncle who doesn't know how to be honest at all, he can't wait to let Yishan really hammer him to death, but it is also a great ingredient that hatred of iron does not become steel, and it is impossible to hammer him to death.

But at this moment, Ye San had even more plans to hammer Yue Qingfeng to death. After such a delay, the white mist gradually dispersed, and only a figure remained of the dwarf Yanagimaru who was galloping up with his short legs and like a rabbit coming out of the cage.

It is true that Ye Sangen didn't have the heart to care about this Fuying dwarf anymore, and he was angry in the direction of Yue Qingfeng.

Obviously, he hates it most than anything about others endangering his family. This is an obsession after the death of the mother. Obviously, he also understands his nominal brother-in-law, Yue Qingfeng said magnificently: "Don't talk nonsense!" Seeing that Yishan was still chasing after him, and in the white mist that gradually dissipated, the three nights were eyeing each other, like a fierce beast that chose people to devour, Yue Qingfeng shouted violently: "Stop! "It's not just a mountain, but the night three watch not far away, and Zhao Ruoshi, who can't guess the actions of these two people on the other side, are all startled.

Yue Qingfeng rubbed his chest, although Yishan's heavy punch just now was blocked with a waist knife at the last moment, how could such strength be so easy to match?

A trace of blood at the corner of the mouth and a fishy smell in the mouth, don't they all indicate the power of that punch? I have been moldy for eight lifetimes, and I really met this sister and brother, and I didn't have a good time!

Is he really in conflict with the two of them? The more he thought about it, the more angry Yue Qingfeng threw away the knife on his waist and sat on the ground with his ass, aggrieved.

"I listened to your beautiful man's tricks, and let that girl toss eight times, not to mention the iron body, the iron can't stand it."

"I can't straighten my waist, I have to come and toss with you, who the hell am I messing with?"

"In the night, I have to go back and let that girl toss, I owe you?"

"I just look like a woman, but I'm a man, a leader."

"Are you such a bully?"

"It hurts me." The woman and man were seven feet tall, her eyes were red, and she almost cried.