Yazhi saw a post station in front of him, and sped up his horse. In the past three days, he didn't say a word to Wen Zixiao and the three of them, as if he was angry. He was always at the front of the line, pulling out a map to check the road every time he walked. Wen Zixiao saw that he didn't speak, so he had no choice but to let him. And this time, Yazhi and them went to the post station outside Yuzhou City first.

Yazhi fastened the horse rope, found a vacant seat in the inn, sat down and ordered some food and drinks, and was waiting for the three of them to arrive. Outside this post station hangs the chess pieces of the "Changfeng Dart Game", and it is overcrowded. Yazhi raised his eyes and looked around, and there were dozens of strong men sitting beside him, they were dressed in uniform clothes, with iron protective gear, and each of them carried a big guy on their backs. They are the dart masters of the Changfeng Dart Bureau, as if they have just arrived at the post station, and they are dusty and have a lot of wounded.

Yazhi felt a little weird, only since he sat down, these dart masters of the Changfeng Dart Bureau next to him all stared at him, Yazhi poured a cup of tea, and looked at his appearance through the tea in the cup, he felt that he was nothing special. A few exchanged ears, and a few others stood up and ran to the table outside to talk.

Yazhi continued to drink tea as if she didn't see it, when the surrounding dart masters stood up and approached Yazhi, their hands pressed on the knife at their waist. Yazhi sensed a hint of murderous aura, and there was a hint of inexplicability in her heart, so she raised her head and glared at them. The dart masters were so frightened by his gaze that they hesitated. Yazhi felt even more strange, he saw that these dart masters seemed to be very afraid of themselves, and after a stalemate for three or four seconds, a voice came from behind them: "Get out of the way!" The dart masters dispersed when they heard the sound, and before Yazhi put down the tea in his hand, a big knife was horizontal in front of Yazhi, Yazhi was quite shocked in his heart, and stretched out his left hand to take the next knife.

There was a loud sound of metal colliding, and the knife hit the wristguard of Yazhi's left arm that contained the "six-string" Xuantie fan, and Yazhi suddenly felt a huge pain like a broken hand. He didn't see who his opponent was before he took a blow, this person's kung fu strength is incomparable to his own, Yazhi didn't think about anything, and quickly left to escape from the house. But the opponent did not give him a chance to escape, and stabbed one after another, and the knife was extremely strong, as if it wanted to take his life, leaving no room for it.

Yazhi found out that this person's attack was fatal, and immediately used the "Wind Chasing Shadow" move to avoid him. Yazhi had been fighting him for several rounds before he could see that his opponent was a ten-year-old boy with a bun and half a red tiger's graffiti paper mask, revealing the lower half of his childish face and a silver safety lock on his neck. There is a waist card engraved with "Changfeng Dart Bureau" on the waist, but the style of this waist card is a little different from other dart masters. He was not as tall as Yazhi, but he was very strong, and he wielded a large knife effortlessly. He is Xu Changfeng's third son Xu Rin, who is nicknamed "Tiger Face Boy".

The pain in his left hand distracted Ya Zhi a lot, and he felt a little powerless at this sudden attack, and asked him, "I just passed by here to rest, I don't know what I did to provoke you to ...... like this."

Xu Rin's childish voice sounded before Ya Zhi finished speaking: "Hmph, are you embarrassed to ask me? Demon Sect Demon, take away my dart things, hurt my dart master, and kill my second brother and uncle." This enmity of self has been settled with you, and you still have the face to ask me?"

Yazhi was very surprised by his general words, and was sure that this little boy was afraid that he had recognized the wrong person, so he wanted him to explain: "In the Nalan family in the south of the Yangtze River, the name is Yazhi. Little brother, do you recognize me as someone else? ”

Seeing that Yazhi was still arguing, Xu Rin took out a scroll from the burden on his waist, grabbed the top, raised his hand, and the tail of the scroll instantly rolled away on the ground: "Isn't the person on this painting you?"

Yazhi looked at this picture scroll that was longer than Xu Rin and was stunned. This painting shows a young man with a crown in his hair and a bamboo leaf printed on his shoulder. There are six-petal red lotus painted between the eyebrows, the facial features are very similar to the portrait of Yazhi, and there is a small mole on the cheek at the corner of the mouth. In particular, there is a lotus-shaped tassel earring hanging from the right ear, the lotus petal is about to open, and an amber bead is encircled, this earring is almost exactly the same as the earring on Yazhi's left ear. The person in the painting exudes a kind of heroism, a kind of unclear domineering, which is completely different from the elegant elegance, but their appearance is too similar, if you don't compare carefully, this is a person.

Xu Rin looked surprised when he looked at this painting, and shouted at him: "Don't think that I don't know you if you change into a white dress, and don't try to deceive me by pretending to be a weak scholar." He threw the scroll in his hand to the ground, and then he stepped forward with his knife and stepped on the head of the person in the painting.

The bracer mechanism in Yazhi's left hand where the six-string iron fan was placed was deformed by Xu Rin's sharp knife, and the fan was stuck in it. And one of them was stuck in his flesh, and blood dripped all over the ground. His left hand was no longer sentient, and he couldn't play the bamboo flute with one hand, nor could he use the Nalan family's kung fu. Seeing the opponent's attack, Yazhi panicked in her heart, so she had to use a move "Eryi Wanxiang", which is a set of boxing techniques derived from the Tai Chi boxing method, which can defeat the strong with the weak and soften the rigid. Yazhi's one-handed Taijiquan fought with Xu Rin for several rounds in cooperation with "Chasing the Wind and Shadow".

Xu Rin saw that he only defended and did not attack and made moves to dissolve his sword qi, and the exercises he used were full of righteousness of heaven and earth, and he was anxious and ashamed, and said provocatively to him: "Ye Ruying, the right protector of the Demon Sect, is you capable of this? What kind of righteous person are you pretending to be, you have a kind of quick real kung fu! I, Xu Rin, will not be afraid of you at all." ”

This familiar name exploded in Yazhi's heart, and a moment of trance gave Xu Rin a chance. When Xu Rin saw that the opportunity came, he immediately threw up his knife and punched Yazhi in the chest, and Yazhi instantly lost his combat strength and fell heavily to the ground. Xu Rin picked up his tiger head knife one by one, gathered all his skills on the knife, jumped above Yazhi, and swung the knife down.

A loud sound of blades blew up the dust around him, and he saw Xu Rin fall heavily to the ground, so that he screamed, and even the tiger head knife was taken off, and he fell to the ground for three points. The dart masters felt very sorry for Xu Rin and wanted to go up and pick him up. Suddenly, the dust scattered, and a knife flew out of it, and the cold light flashed so cold that the dart masters couldn't open it, and they came straight to Xu Rin with a soaring murderous aura. Xu Rin sat on the ground tremblingly, he knew that he couldn't stop it, so he didn't run away, and he actually felt a sense of righteousness.

Yazhi staggered a few steps forward, the pupil of his left eye turned crimson, and he waved his hand tremblingly to make a gesture. The knife that leaped out immediately stopped in front of Xu Rin's nose, turned the head of the knife and flew back into the scabbard on Yazhi's waist with a "click". Then Yazhi helped her chest and sat down to breathe.

Xu Rin saw his pupils change color, and his heart became scared. With the victory in his hands, he thought that it would be over with a knife, but he didn't expect Yazhi to still have room to fight back at the last moment, Yazhi actually pulled out the wind whirlwind blue and white knife on his waist and shook him away. Although Xu Rin's kung fu is profound, his body is a child's body, and he will still suffer a loss in the fight against the domineering Gang Qi, but fortunately, Yazhi's Gang Qi is not all the strength, but it just hurts the other party to the extent that he can't fight back, otherwise Xu Rin would have died in Huangquan. He trembled like a dart master beside him and said: "It's him, he can 'Xuantian Gangqi', and he also has the magic knife 'Wind Whirlwind Blue Flower'." He's finally showing his feet, you all give it to me, don't give him a chance to breathe!"

Yazhi closed his eyes and hurriedly breathed, hearing that this ten-year-old boy was not only good at martial arts, but also had extraordinary vision, and he actually knew his explosive qi at the most critical moment, and he also knew the 'wind whirlwind blue flower'. In the face of the crowd of dart masters, Yazhi was not worried at all, because he heard the sound of horses' hooves.

Then a figure landed between Yazhi and Xu Rin, he slammed the ground and roared, and the shaking dart masters couldn't stand: "All the dart masters of the Changfeng Dart Bureau will stop me." ”

The dart masters all put away their weapons and saluted the man, and Xu Rin saw him appear, and tears flashed in his eyes. Yazhi quietly opened one eye, and the person in front of him was the eldest brother Xu he was familiar with, Xu Su, the eldest son of Xu Changfeng of the Changfeng Dart Bureau, and was nicknamed 'Xiao Xu Zhu'.