Marshal Yang is really very old, so old that he doesn't need much profound understanding and wisdom to see through the world, he moved from the Central Plains to the Western Regions many years ago to live in seclusion, but he fell into a grudge that he can't get rid of.

His younger brother Yang Zheng, who was not too old, died under the knife of the Jinpeng killer, he had to take revenge, and the Gu family, who had something to do with him, was tragically destroyed, and he had to take revenge.

He learned a lot of skills from the Gu family, and it was time to return it with an old mind.

He spent a long time looking for helpers, but in the Western Regions, no one wanted to go against the Dubu King, so he had to challenge it alone, and if he waited any longer, the few lives he had left would not be ignited.

Because he threatened to kill him in Biyu City, the monks of the Four Truths agreed to send him up the mountain, but he only went up the mountain, and he couldn't enter Jinpeng Castle, so he saved some killing, stood in front of Jinpeng Castle, and waited for a long time without seeing Dubu Wang, only waiting for a group of black-clothed killers and a group of ignorant teenagers in the distance.

"How many people like you do I have to kill before the Dubu King can come out in person?"

Marshal Yang asked, his voice looking old and tired, which made a question full of arrogance and disdain a lot of discoloration.

"You are not qualified to see the king. "The killer Ye Sheng has a narrow knife in his hand, and there is disdain on his face, he has always had this attitude towards the so-called people in the martial arts.

"Is it that I am not qualified to meet him, or are you not qualified to answer my question?" Marshal Yang used the same aggressive words, but his voice was still weak, like a timid old man reciting what someone had taught him.

Before the words fell, the two had already fought each other, and Marshal Yang just wanted to distract the opponent's attention, and he didn't care about answering at all.

Marshal Yang's speed was inversely proportional to his old voice, and the figures were staggered, and the teenagers watching from a distance couldn't even tell whether it was the first attack, and many people didn't even see what was going on, and the battle was over.

The master's moves were very short, Gu Shenwei had already understood this, but this fight was too short, and he didn't have time to worry about Marshal Yang, the tall old man had already retreated to his place, coughed twice, and seemed to have no strength to attack the second move.

The killer Ye Sheng held a narrow knife in his right hand, which had fallen half of the height, and the blade probably stopped against Marshal Yang's scalp, and the posture of his left hand was even more strange, not a fist or a palm, as if he wanted to pop something, and he changed his attention halfway, but he didn't stop in time.

The fight scene is not intense at all, and the teenagers look at each other, hoping to get answers from others: to fight or not to fight, to lose or to win?

After a while, the answer appeared on its own, and the killer Ye Sheng fell down with a bang, his posture unchanged, and he was obviously dead.

An old man killed a Jinpeng killer with his bare hands, and only used one move, the confidence of the teenagers was hit, and they couldn't get excited anymore, Shangguan Fei muttered in a low voice: "Stupid, why do you go alone." ”

Shangguan Ru frowned, and glanced at Shangguan Yushi beside her, usually this cousin gave her an answer, but this time she was disappointed, and Shangguan Yushi also looked confused.

The teenagers of Jinpeng Castle have been accustomed to hearing the legend of the killer since childhood, and it is difficult to accept the reality that the killer is vulnerable.

When everyone was depressed, it was the moment when Gu Shenwei's heart was surging and almost broke through his chest, he really wanted to stand up and proudly say to everyone: "Look, that is my Gu family's peerless harmony and strength." ”

Although he didn't understand it at the time, he thought clearly at this time, Marshal Yang must have practiced Hehe Jin, and his skills were quite profound.

Gu Lun once explained to his youngest son the characteristics of the family internal strength, the general internal strength or fierce, the opponent is difficult to bear the inevitable step by step retreat, or feminine, hurting the enemy in the invisible often after a long and short period of time before revealing the consequences, and the harmony and strength of yin and yang, the progress of cultivation is slow, but it has the strength of all families, yang energy can kill the enemy immediately, yin energy can resolve the power of the shock, the enemy does not move, and the force is more.

Gu Lun personally demonstrated with the wooden stake as the object, purely hit with yang energy, the wooden stake was crushed, the pieces were splashed, and the stake was purely attacked with yin energy, the wooden stake did not move, and the tree veins were broken after being cut, and the yin and yang forces were used together, and the wooden stake was smashed but not splashed, and the fragments all fell in place.

Gu Shenwei only watched the excitement at that time, clapped his hands and sighed, but he didn't take it seriously, and then he thought about it with both grief and pride, this is the harmony of the Gu family!

The Jinpeng killer is not an opponent in the open and honest competition, and he has memorized all the exercises and texts, and sooner or later he will be as powerful as Marshal Yang.

The black-clothed killers in front were indifferent, they were used to seeing life and death, and they were not as vulnerable to frustration as teenagers who were not deeply involved in the world, and three more killers stood up, drew their narrow knives, and pressed towards the enemy step by step from three directions.

Marshal Yang turned a blind eye to the danger, turned around and picked up a single knife from the weapon rack, and turned his back to the enemy.

The killer on the far left couldn't resist this "temptation" and walked a little faster, so the three-person formation that had been neat and uniform appeared a little scattered.

The flaw was fleeting, and a black-clothed killer watching the battle was about to open his mouth to remind him, but Marshal Yang had seized this opportunity, pulled out the knife from the sheath, took a step back, and inserted the knife into the lower abdomen of the enemy on the left with his backhand.

The two remaining killers make the second mistake and change course in order to take advantage of the attack.

As soon as Marshal Yang single-handedly entered the enemy's body, he immediately leaped forward and returned to his original position, not only avoiding the two killers, but also being on the flank of the enemy on the right.

The two of them turned into one person against each other, and although the time was short enough for the teenagers in the distance to blink, it was enough for Marshal Yang to kill another person with his sword.

Mistakes one after another, the third killer found that he was left alone, he hesitated, in front of him was a sword to kill the enemy, behind him was a row of companions ready to fight, if ......

He only thought of this, and in the moment of his fear, death had already held him in his hands.

In a moment, Marshal Yang killed three people in a row, and his body suddenly became several times taller, but once the enemy fell, he turned into an old man with pale beard, and he seemed to be reluctant to hold the knife.

The teenagers watching the battle began to become restless, and this was not the scene they imagined the Jinpeng Killer to win.

Gu Shenwei was a little frightened when he saw it, every move of Marshal Yang was a real Gu family knife technique, but the usage was completely different from what he had been in elementary school, and Marshal Yang seemed to be ...... at all There is no usage, completely according to the enemy's momentary negligence and loopholes to attack, the forehand knife can be temporarily turned into a backhand, and the right slash can be turned into a left slash, even the most familiar with the Gu family's knife method is invincible.

Who did Marshal Yang learn martial arts from, which he had never heard of, was much stronger than his father Gu Lun when he was alive.

Gu Shenwei carefully stored the fragments of Fang Cai's killing in his mind, and he not only had a new understanding of the family martial arts, but also all the martial arts he had learned in the past few months.

The black-clothed killer in front of him walked out of five more people, behind Marshal Yang were two monks and Shi Liang, the attackers could only form a semicircle, five people did not affect the limit of play, and one more person would only get in the way, and the killers knew everything about it.

The five killers advanced slowly, carefully and cautiously with every step, as if the enemy was within reach, and even when Marshal Yang turned around again, calmly put down his single knife and picked up the spear, none of them took the enemy lightly, and they had already learned their lesson.

Gu Shenwei's master Yang Zheng has a good posture when he holds a gun, and he is always ready for battle, but his brother Marshal Yang is different, the spear is on the ground, and his right hand is held casually, like an old man holding an overly long cane.

Now, no one despises the old man and the weapon in his hand anymore.

The steps of the five killers were getting slower and slower, there were still seven or eight steps away from Marshal Yang, and at the same time they stopped, they were already on the edge of the range of the spear attack, either to strike a life-and-death blow at full speed, or wait for the enemy to take the initiative to attack one person, and the others took advantage of the situation to attack him unprepared, in short, they could not fight long with a short fight.

The snowflakes in the sky stopped falling at some point, but no one noticed it, everyone held their breath, especially the teenagers at the gate, the strongest among them, compared with the real masters, they could only show off their legs, but at this moment, even those who didn't know anything about martial arts also felt that strong murderous aura.

It's just that they can't tell who this murderous aura is coming from, whether it is Marshal Yang who is standing with a gun, or the five killers with tight muscles.

If the enemy doesn't take the initiative to show flaws, a real master has the ability to create flaws, and what his father said surfaced in Gu Shenwei's mind, these heartfelt accusations he didn't take seriously back then, but he didn't expect them to be burned deep in his heart.

Marshal Yang learned the Gu family's martial arts, which may be different from Gu Lun in details, but the tactics are exactly the same, and he is a real master.

Without warning before, Marshal Yang broke off his drink, his voice was deep and magnificent, like several male teachers roaring together, and the teenagers who were watching from afar only felt a shock all over their bodies, and the ringing in their ears lasted for a long time.

The weakest of the five killers was flustered, and his body seemed to be pulled by a huge force, and he involuntarily took half a step forward.

The flaws have appeared.

Spears stabbed out like lightning.

Gu's old servant Yang Zheng uses a gun like a rigorous craftsman master, each gun has a clear eye, so that people can see clearly but there is nowhere to hide, the same poke, in the hands of Marshal Yang, the style is diametrically opposite, like a ghost, like a dragon, unpredictable, and irresistible.

One shot, two shots......

The gun killed, five shots were like one shot, and in an instant, Marshal Yang had put the gun back in place, panting, as if these few simple moves had exhausted all his strength.

In the eyes of outsiders, the old man may have been deliberately pretending to deceive the enemy, but Gu Shenwei knew that Marshal Yang's fatigue was real, and Yang Zheng had reminded him countless times when he urged him to practice marksmanship: If you can't use more than eighty percent of the strength of each poke, this poke will be considered a vain practice.

Yang Zheng has practiced hard for many years, and he has to rest for a while after poking five or six times before continuing, Marshal Yang has fought three battles in succession, although they are all one move to kill the enemy, but his skills have lost a lot.

But the others didn't know this, this Marshal Yang, who was old after the killing, was already an insurmountable mountain in their eyes, and there were still more than ten black-clothed killers left, but they all lost their fighting spirit.

Marshal Yang calmed his breath and raised his head, as if a stubborn old gentleman was educating a disciple who could not be enlightened, and said slowly:

"If you want to kill, you have to have a real murderous heart. ”

That's the problem, the killers have lost their murderous intent, and if Castle Jinpeng wants to salvage the defeat, it must send more powerful characters.