"Who is Your Excellency?" In the next step, Uncle Cheng, thanks to the promotion of friends on the road, gave him the nickname of Zhenshan Sword. He is now the leader of the Great Sage King Fang Hao, but I don't know where I have offended Your Excellency, and I have provoked Your Excellency to be so hot!"

Uncle Bu took the long sword, although he was anxious in his heart, his face was awe-inspiring, and he would give you a life-and-death posture without giving an explanation.

Chen Ziang was stunned, this is the legendary registration number! It stands to reason that he should carry his hands on his back, and faintly replied to the words that I am the invincible general Song Hengping.

But I can't say anything, I can't put this fan!

"Brother Bu, he is the third son of the Song family, Song Hengping!"

Qin Tanliang, a spicy scholar who was seriously injured and vomited blood, stood up and stared at Chen Ziang deadly.

"Big Brother Bu doesn't have to talk to him too much, he's just a dumb person!haha...... Haha......"

After speaking, he raised his head and laughed, his eyes full of contempt, and he waited until his chest was tight, and the injury flare-up did not stop laughing.

Chen Ziang shook his head slightly, this guy is really dying and he wants to disgust others.

Lao Tzu is mute, and that is also a good material for natural practice of closed-mouth meditation!

"Ah...... Die, you dead dwarf!"

A loud rumbling sound came from not far away, and a fat body rushed from a distance, two extra-large pig-killing knives in his hands dancing back and forth, reflecting the dazzling cold light.

But it was the reckless butcher Cheng Buer who also rushed over.

Unlike the cold-faced gods, the reckless butcher Cheng Buer is a rich man in one place!

His family specializes in killing pigs, killing more than ten pigs a day, in the barren Baxia County, when there is nothing to do on weekdays, a county government can only sell these porks in a day, and go into the water.

As the monopoly industry of the local county government, Cheng Buer's family property is not to mention Wanguan, it is also a rich party, and his subordinates are full-time to transport pork, and there are more than 100 villagers who slaughter fat pigs.

But he is not a stable and rich man, but he is competitive and ruthless, likes to dance with guns and sticks, and he personally copies knives when he kills pigs on weekdays, which gives him the nickname of the reckless butcher.

He cut the throat of the pig all day long, shaved the blade, disemboweled, separated the flesh and bones, and practiced the good skill of killing the pig early.

And he sometimes mixes some work to destroy corpses, which makes many people who have eaten his pork grow a pair of green eyes.

Later, he was invited by Qin Tanliang to meet to do a big ticket together, and after Qin Tanliang was imprisoned, Uncle Bu found him, and he joined in without saying a word.

At this time, when he saw several of his brothers lying on the ground, he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, so he rushed over without saying a word, brandishing two pig-killing knives.

"Brother Cheng, be careful!"

Uncle Bu next to him was shocked, his feet were matted, his steps were connected, and his body had already worn out after him.

'It's him!'

The corners of Chen Ziang's mouth twitched slightly, and he sneered secretly in his heart, I couldn't teach you a lesson not long ago, and now it's time to send you to the western sky!

With a step under his feet, Chen Ziang's fists were closed in his abdomen, and when Cheng Buer's double knives were close, his fists rushed violently, like a cannon ejecting a chamber, domineering and fierce.

Syllable!

Cheng Buer's body was stunned, only to feel a pain in his palms, a huge force resisted his forward momentum, the five fingers on his hand were shattered like being crushed by a boulder, and the double knives in his hands came out of his hands and disappeared.

As the saying goes, "ten fingers are connected to the heart", how painful it is to break ten fingers, Cheng Buer couldn't help but look up to the sky and open his mouth to roar in pain at the moment, and at the same time raised his right foot and kicked Chen Ziang's chest and abdomen fiercely.

Chen Ziang jumped forward, avoiding the opponent's kick and taking the pig-killing knife in mid-air.

The knife flashed, Cheng Buer's body stiffened suddenly, and the big head rolled down immediately, and the body leaned again, the upper half of the body was broken off from the abdomen and slowly slid down, smashing heavily on the ground, and the five internal organs and stomach rolled to the ground, and various colors mixed with dust covered a large area of the ground.

"Ah...... , you damn it!"

A long sword slashed down with the furious fire of the sword-wielder.

"Dang!"

The already curled pig-killing knife was broken in half, and Chen Ziang flew back with his strength, avoiding the other party's pursuit.

Uncle Bu walked with the sword, the sword light shone like a dragon, and the momentum was as fierce as a landslide, chasing Chen Ziang closely.

Chen Ziang's feet were superb, his body shape changed, and he tossed and turned under Uncle Bu's stormy sword attack, and his hands slapped and grabbed from time to time, and he fought with Uncle Bu.

Uncle Bu hunted in his whole body in clothes, his beard was open, and his form was mighty and undulating. The sound of the five organs in the breath is like thunder, and the surrounding air is whirring, like a huge bellows constantly opening and closing.

Practice the five internal organs, refine the top of the body!

This Zhenshan Sword Step Uncle Cheng is actually a master at the pinnacle of body refining!

Chen Ziang was also secretly frightened, with his understanding, only Zhong Sun Yuan and a boxer in the Song Mansion had just stepped into the stage of internal training of the five organs, but they were far less powerful and powerful than this Bu Shucheng.

But the opponent you met today is me!

Chen Ziang was just surprised in his heart, but his movements would not slow down a little, his hands hit the long sword in Uncle Bu's hand from time to time, and his body was like a dragon shuttling in a radius of several meters, and even the opponent's rapid sword attack could not hurt a bit!

Uncle Bu was secretly shocked, he had also heard of the reputation of the third son of the Song family, and after Qin Tanliang and the two were arrested, he also inquired about it, and the rumors outside were all that the third son of the Song family was stupid, thin, dumb and born with divine power.

He listened to these rumors and didn't take this third son of the Song family to heart, after all, a stupid person who doesn't know martial arts is no threat to him.

But I don't want the real person to be the same as the rumors, the person on the other side has clear eyes, is normal, and has unfathomable martial arts, even if he can only rely on the advantage of the sword to barely entangle with the other party.

The rumors are not credible!

Uncle Bu stabbed with a long sword, the blade of the sword whined, and it seemed that it was still sharp, only he understood that his wrist had begun to be a little numb, and his movements had begun to slow down.

Chen Ziang was on the side of his body and avoided it. The back spine shook like a reckless dragon turning over, the waist and hips were the axis, the thighs and muscles were shaking, the body was thrown violently, and the right arm was slammed down like a sledgehammer.

"Buzz ......"

The sword body roared, and Uncle Bu took the long sword to move horizontally to his chest to block it, but his body couldn't bear such a strong force, and he flew backwards.

Chen Ziang stepped on his feet quickly, and then came to Bu Shucheng's side, clasped his shoulder with one hand, his body shook to avoid the sword that Bu Shucheng was trying to do, and once again grabbed his wrist holding the sword, and the sword body moved horizontally towards Bu Shucheng's throat.

'My life is at my disposal!'

Bu Shucheng only felt that he was powerless, and he could no longer resist Chen Ziang's movements, his eyes closed, and he waited for death.

"Let it go, if you don't want her to die, let her go!"

Qin Tanliang, who was seriously injured, didn't know when he actually slipped into the restaurant on the side, grabbed the cherry and walked out, holding a chopstick in one hand and pressing it against the cherry's throat. There is also a woman lying on her stomach in front of the restaurant, looking at the shape of her clothes and figure, it should be Dong Yun'er, just seeing her slowly squirming on the ground with her stomach in her arms, I don't know what the specific injury is?

"Boom...... , the young master saved ...... Me!"

Cherry had long since stopped crying, her little face was full of panic and fear, and her eyes were full of tears.

"You know each other, don't you want her dead, do you?"

Qin Tanliang swallowed his saliva, and asked again uneasily, he was really not sure if the other party would let Uncle Bu go for the sake of a servant.

"I'll count three times! If you don't let her go, I'll kill her!1...... 2......”

Qin Tanliang's voice became higher and higher, his eyes were red, and his hands were clutching the wooden chopsticks. He knew that whether he could survive today depended on how Chen Ziang would deal with it next, and his heart was full of anxiety.

Chen Ziang's face was grim, and he looked at Qin Tanliang deadly, his eyes almost bursting into flames.

'Despicable and shameless!'

Taking a deep breath and looking at the panicked cherry, Chen Ziangqiang squeezed out a smile to show relief, snatched the sword in Uncle Bu's hand with his hand, grabbed his shoulder with one hand and pushed it forward, and let go.

"Haha...... Ha ha...... , Song Jia Saburo is really a good person!"

Qin Tanliang stopped shouting and grinned, his face was excited, but the movements in his hands showed no sign of letting go.

Uncle Bu took half of his body and staggered a few steps to Qin Tanliang's side.

"Song Sanlang, when we get on the horse and get to the north gate, we will put her down. Of course, if you don't believe it, you can go with you, I've seen your speed. ”

Qin Tanliang slowly retreated with the cherry, and retreated to a horse with Uncle Bu.

"I still want to go! Daydream! Let me shoot arrows!"

A loud voice sounded from not far away, followed by a dense rain of arrows.

Qin Tanliang straightened his body, and instantly shrank behind the cherry, and Uncle Bu took a little under his feet, and the person had already appeared under the belly of the horse beside him.

"Puff puff!"

The rain of arrows fell, and Cherry's weak body was instantly pierced by more than ten sharp arrows, and even Qin Tanliang behind him was shot in the thigh by two arrows and let out a painful wail.

Thundered!

Hundreds of elite soldiers wearing battle armor and carrying longbows rushed over, and the person who took the lead was dark-skinned, with big copper bells and big eyes, and there was a reckless air in his face, it was Song Xiu's brother's own uncle Song Lu!

Chen Ziang's mouth opened slightly, and his body had already appeared beside Cherry in shaking, and his hands were stretched out but he didn't know where to put them.

I saw that more than a dozen long arrows on Cherry's delicate body penetrated densely into her body, and some even showed a trace of blood-stained arrows on her back, while her body swayed but refused to fall.

"Young master, I'm ...... I don't...... I don't want to die!"

With a small mouth, blood gushed out, and Cherry looked at Chen Ziang with a desperate face, her bright eyes full of longing for life and endless fear of death.

Chen Ziang opened his mouth, hugged the cherry in his arms, and gently wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with one hand.

He wanted to tell her that she was just sleepy and that it would be good to sleep for a while, but he couldn't do that.

"I don't want to die....... ”

The voice was faint, the eyes of the girl in her arms gradually lost their brilliance, and her hands were still struggling to grasp the sky, and she didn't know what she wanted to catch?

"Hmph!

Song Lu frowned, and snorted coldly at Chen Ziang.