Chapter 207: The paper is poor and the lock is indisputable
"What is it?" Yang Yi asked.
"Do you remember the longevity lock on Childe's body?"
"Of course I remember, because that longevity lock was given to Ming'er by me. ”
"Childe has always worn it around his neck, but now Childe is gone. I think it must have been taken by General Chai. Sun Nanguan said.
Yang Yi suddenly turned to Chai Zaiyong, stared at him with burning eyes, and said, "Brother Chai, if you still remember our past relationship, please take out all the objects on your body and let me take a look." ”
"Brother Yang, we are brothers who have been born and died, and we are all the same. Chai Zaiyong said excitedly, "Since you say so, I will take out everything on my body to prove my innocence." ”
Two of his servants had already brought a wooden table, and a lamp was placed on it. Chai Zaiyong took out all the things on his body, and there were not many bits and pieces on his body: except for a few ingots of silver, a jade pendant, and a palm-sized object wrapped in oiled paper that Qingqing had just given him, there were no other long things.
Everyone's eyes naturally fell on the object wrapped in oiled paper, and Yang Yi pointed to it and asked, "What is this?"
Chai Zaiyong said lightly: "This is by no means a long-life lock. ”
"What's that?" Yang Yi asked.
"Since my brother is chasing after me, I opened it to show you. Chai used the Tao again, he picked up the thing, peeled it off layer by layer, and thought to himself: "Yang Yi, Yang Yi, I am a beacon order, if you see it, do you dare not kneel down......?
Thinking of this, the oil paper had been completely opened, only to hear Yang Yili shout: "What is this not a longevity lock?" Chai Zaiyong was dumbfounded, where was the beacon fire order in his hand, and it was indeed a golden longevity lock.
He immediately turned to Qingqing and scolded, "Slut, are you hurting me?" At this moment, Chai Zai was furious with his heart, so angry that he was smoking, his face was distorted, and he looked very terrifying in the firelight.
Qingqing hid behind Jiang Liu and replied, "General, the slave doesn't know what you said?"
"You...... You......" Chai scolded again, a cold wind blew, he couldn't help but shiver, and immediately understood that he was calculated. So far, only by taking Qingqing first and interrogating in detail can the matter come to light.
Chai Zaiyong shouted: "Come on, take her." With a wave of his hand, two guards immediately rushed out behind him and flew towards Qingqing.
Jiang Liu stood in front of Qingqing, and a guard shouted at him, "Don't get out of the way yet!" Qingqing is behind him, of course Jiang Liu can't ignore it, and naturally he won't get out of the way. He smiled and said, "If you have something to say, why bother to do it!"
Chai Zai used it to estimate whether he was an envoy or not, and said ruthlessly: "Whoever dares to stop it, he will be killed!"
The two guards got the order, and where were they still talking to him, and the two knives slashed over like a whirlwind.
Jiang Liu said: "What a handsome stretch out!" The martial arts of these two people are indeed not low, and if they are replaced by the previous Jiang Liu, I am afraid that it will not be easy to resist. However, after cultivating Yang Xingtian's Shadow Illusion and Eighteen Dipping Clothes, his martial arts had reached a new level, and such an attack could no longer pose a threat to him.
I saw that Jiang Liu was not moving, seeing that the blade was reaching his body, and someone next to him had already exclaimed, and he said in his heart that this young man was about to die.
At this moment, Jiang Liu made a move, and his hands patted lightly on the blades of the two knives, and the two guards only felt a strong force coming from the handles, so they had to let go. The two knives flew out and stuck diagonally behind Jiang Liu, frightening Qingqinghua's complexion.
Everyone was taken aback, and Yang Yi was even more surprised, and said, "Shooting ghosts, boy, how can you make your clothes fall eighteen?"
Jiang Liuxin said: "You know the goods!" and said, "Lord Yang,...... Is...... Good Eyes ......"
Although the two guards lost their weapons, they did not retreat, and immediately attacked again. The two of them are one left and one behind, the fist wind is whistling, one attacking the river on the road, and the other attacking the river on the lower road, which is very powerful.
As soon as the three words "Lord Yang" came out, the fists and feet of the two guards had arrived. When he said the word "really", Jiang Liu's figure flashed, and he had already circled to the side of one of the guards, hitting his acupoint; when the words "good vision" were finished, another guard also lay on the ground.
"Like a shadow?" Yang Yi exclaimed again, "What is the relationship between you and Xingtian?"
Jiang Liu said: "Do you know his old man?" As soon as he finished speaking, four more guards rushed up, either swords or swords, aimed at Jiang Liu's vital point.
Jiang Liu's body turned around, and he suddenly broke away from the encirclement of the four people, stretched out his hand and slapped the arm of a guard, and the guard screamed, and the long sword was taken out of his hand.
"What a trick to descend the dragon!" Yang Yi clapped his hands and praised, "I don't just know Yang Xingtian, he is my junior brother." ”
Jiang Liu was taken aback, he never imagined that this unattractive little old man was actually Yang Xingtian's senior brother, and said: "I see, it's disrespectful down there!"
The mouth speaks, but the figure is non-stop, weaving through the four people. The four of them only felt that the enemy's figure was erratic and elusive, and the weapons in their hands could not cut him.
The guard who lost his weapon in his hand was the first to be unlucky, his back hurt, his body flew up, and he fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string, screaming and spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Yang Yi thought secretly: "Is this kid Xingtian's apprentice? "It turns out that this Yang Yiguo is Yang Xingtian's senior brother. They were originally brothers of the same clan, and when they were very young, the two were chased and killed by the rebels, and happened to be rescued by a worldly master who lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests.
This master is a wandering monk, who calls himself a fake monk, and no one knows his name. The fake monk took Yang Yi and Yang Xingtian back to the mountains and taught them martial arts. Five years later, the two became successful in martial arts. One day, the false monk suddenly drifted away and disappeared.
The two also went down the mountain, Yang Yi returned to the army to assist Yang Xingmi, and Yang Xingtian traveled everywhere and made a lot of fame in the rivers and lakes, because everyone in the rivers and lakes knew that Yang Xingtian was strong in martial arts. But I don't know that Yang Yi's skills are much higher than Yang Xingtian.
"Boy, let me ask you, are you an apprentice of Xingtian?" Yang Yi said.
"No, I don't have a Master. Jiang Liu flashed a knife and a sword handed over, and replied calmly.
"And where did you learn your Shadow and Eighteen Falls?"
"Xingtian's predecessor gave me a martial arts secret book before he died, and I ......" flashed another slash, and continued: "I learned it by myself......"
"What did you say?" Yang Yi didn't believe his ears, "Is Xingtian dead?"
"That's right, Xingtian's predecessor has passed away. Jiang Liuyu pointed to the acupoint of one of the guards, and turned sideways to avoid the stabbing sword.
The sword didn't stab the river, but it went straight to the chest of the person who was hit in the acupoint.
The guard was terrified to death, where could he avoid it, the long sword passed through his chest, and he died in anger.