"Uemura Hanzo is indeed no match for you. Yanagi Danma Mamori sighed, and an indescribable meaning arose in his heart, which made him a little frustrated that his lifelong opponent had been defeated like this. Through the fight, Yanagi Danma Mamoru roughly tested Zhang Zheng's strength, a master who is not inferior to himself. The last knife he cut open Zhang Zheng's chest, and Zhang Zheng also slashed his abdomen, if he fought again, at most he would lose both, this is not what Yanagi but Ma Shou wants to see, if he dies, the entire Liusheng new Yin stream will be in danger of annihilation, and the same Zhang Zheng doesn't want to add a wound for no reason.

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Since both sides have no intention of fighting to the death, a tacit ending is the best choice.

"Jubei, come and apologize to Mr. Yagyu Tajima landed on the shore and shouted at Yagyu Shibei, who was submissive.

Yanagi Shibei was disciplined by his father, and he didn't dare to oppose it at all, and the strength that Zhang Zheng showed just now didn't make him think much else. After pausing for two breaths, the one-eyed man gritted his teeth and came to Zhang Zheng and Qiu Feng and said respectfully: "Yanagi Shibei Shicai has offended Mr. a lot, and I hope that Mr. will not be angry, if there is a punishment, I am willing to bear it." ”

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Zhang Zheng didn't speak, but took the cloak from Qiu Feng's hand and tied it to cover the wound on his chest with the skin and flesh turned out. After seven or eight breaths, Yanagi Shibei was still hunched over, not daring to move, he turned to Qiu Feng and said, "How do you want to punish him, do you want to break a hand?"

The voice was not hidden, and it fell on the second middle school of Yanagi Shibei and Yanagi Yukihime, and the two of them were confused, only Yanagi and Ma Shou were indifferent.

Qiu Feng was not a murderous person, and after giving him the oil-paper umbrella, he shook his head again and again: "Forget it, adult." This is said in the Central Plains dialect.

"I'll spare you this time, go back. Zhang Zheng grabbed her waist with one hand, crossed the lake, and landed in front of the gate of the Yanagi family's dojo.

In an inconspicuous corner, Yanagi Yukihime's face darkened very vaguely, and instantly recovered without being noticed by anyone.

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He let go of his hand, came to Yanagi Danma Mamori with a long knife, and said: "The younger generation has come from afar, and I want to live in the ashram of the Yanagi family for a while, in order to confirm the martial arts, sit and talk about the Tao, and hope to be fulfilled. ”

"Okay, sir, even if you stay, I can't ask for it. Yanagi Dan Ma Shou's eyes lit up, and he agreed without thinking about it, and from Zhang Zheng's eyes, he saw his own shadow, and in some ways, they were very similar. And being able to have such a master as a sparring partner, whether it is for him or the disciples in the dojo, is a good thing, how can he refuse.

The surrounding dojo disciples seemed to have forgotten the nightmarish scene just now, and everyone had joy on their faces, even the Yanagi Shibei, Fusang's martial arts were undisguised law of the jungle, and only the strong could be respected by people, and they all hoped to learn something from Zhang Zheng.

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"Yukihime, Shibei, you two come here. Yanagi Danma Shou beckoned, and the two trotted over, Yanagi Danma Shou said proudly: "This is the little girl Yanagi Yukihime, and this is the dog Yanagi Shibei." ”

"I've seen Mr." the two agreed.

He nodded.

"Yukihime, take Mr. to the medicine. Yagyu Tajima Mamoru whispered to Yukihime.

The door of the dojo opened, and seven or eight disciples stood on both sides, and Zhang Zheng followed behind Yanagi Yukihime with the autumn breeze and stepped into this quiet ancient garden.

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"Sir, go this way. Yukihime Yagyu led the way, through the long corridor on the left, to the backyard of the dojo, and finally stopped in front of a wooden house.

The door was pushed open, and the rich medicinal fragrance came to the face, this is the herb prepared by the Liu Sheng family, the disciples in the dojo practice martial arts, and there will inevitably be injuries on the body, and the heart yin flow has been inherited for hundreds of years, and naturally has a lot of experience in healing medicines.

"Sir, please take off your cloak and robes. Yanagi Yukihime came over with a jar of cloudy potion and carefully removed the robe from his body, revealing his naked upper body, slender body, vigorous and full of explosive power, and the hideous knife edge on his chest.

After all, Yanagi Yukihime is an untrained girl, even if she doesn't care about the etiquette of ordinary women, but the first time she saw her difficult body, she couldn't help but be shy, her pretty face was so red that she didn't even dare to raise her head, she scrubbed the wound with her hands a little harder, and the pain in her heart made Zhang Zheng's frowning brows never let go. The autumn breeze on the side couldn't stand it, so he said, "I'll scrub it for the adults." ”

Liu Sheng Xue Ji knew some Middle-earth dialect and understood what Qiu Feng meant, raised his head and saw his expression, and secretly said in his heart, at this time Zhang Zheng spoke: "Xue Ji, let Qiu Feng help me scrub my wounds, you go find a set of clean clothes." ”

"Sir, wait a moment. Yanagi Yukihime put down the medicine jar and turned to leave the house, and Qiu Feng carefully washed the blood off the wound with a handkerchief, and then wrapped a bandage around his chest three times and tied a bow.

After doing all this, Yanagi Yukihime had already come back with another set of clothes, it was a white Fuso samurai uniform, which was very suitable for him, not big or small, with a long knife tied around his waist, which was not much different from other Dongying people.

"Sister, is the gentleman's wound healed, my father has prepared a banquet in the main hall, and specially asked me to pick up the gentleman. Yanagi Shibei suddenly appeared at the door and said excitedly that he took the initiative to ask Yanagi Danma Shou to come in order to get closer to Zhang Zheng.

"Almost, don't keep your father waiting. He said, and then the three of them followed the Ten Guards to the main hall.

The banquet was very rich, Yanagi but Ma Shou took out his mind, the two of them were very talkative, whether it was martial arts or others, after all, although Zhang Zheng looked at it less than double ten, but he was a person in the third world, adding up to an old monster, how rich his experience was, chatting, Tiannan Haibei, martial arts experience, endlessly, but let the Yanagi Shibei and Yanagi Xueji who sat with him benefit a lot, it is hard to imagine that a person who is not much older than them, why would he know so much.

The staggered planning, talking and laughing, drank to the end, even Zhang Zheng was a little confused, the vigilance of the warrior made him retain a trace of sobriety, and was helped back to his residence by Yanagi Yukihime and Qiu Feng.

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The next day, the gray rain stopped, the clouds in the sky dispersed, a round of golden warm sun hung high in the sky, the long-lost warmth dispelled the damp and cold air that lingered on the earth, the dazzling sunlight shone into the wooden house, he opened his eyes violently, the big and small autumn winds were waiting on the side, forcibly carrying the internal force to wash away the stinging pain in the head, Zhang Zheng got up and put on the samurai uniform under the service of the autumn wind.

"Knock knock", there was a soft knock on the door outside the room, and then a crisp female voice came: "Is Mr. awake?" Autumn Wind pushed the door open, and Yanagi Yukihime was standing at the door, today she was only wearing a white samurai uniform and carrying a long knife at her waist.

"Is there something wrong?" Zhang Zheng asked softly.

"Yukihime wants to ask her husband for knife skills. ”

"Don't be restrained, I'm not much older than you. He said, "It's in this courtyard, you just have to cut at me." ”

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"Mr. don't use a knife?" In the courtyard, the two stood opposite each other, and Yanagi Xue Ji couldn't help but remind when she saw Zhang Zheng standing with her hands in her hands.

"You can go with the knife. He said in a deep voice.

"Then sir, be careful. She was angry in her heart, her thumb pressed on the scabbard moved, the long knife at her waist was unsheathed, her five fingers held the hilt, and she pounced on Zhang Zheng with a little foot under her feet, and the katana was swung out with her backhand, bringing up a cold light.

"The acquired internal strength is stronger than that of the Ten Soldiers. He saw through her cultivation at a glance, put his fingers together and quickly pointed, his fingertips on the surface of the knife, and directly flicked the katana away.

Yanagi Yukihime retracted her strength and took out the knife again, the angle was weird and tricky, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, but before she could get close to Zhang Zheng's foot, she only saw a finger fall on the knife, and then she involuntarily retreated.

No matter how Yanagi Yukihime slashed, he couldn't break through his two fingers, and the gap in the realm brought absolute suppression.

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Sanzhang was far away, she stabilized her body, and did not continue to pounce, but after taking a deep breath, she began to mobilize the internal force in her body, and the slender katana was filled with a trace of sharp breath, and after a few breaths, she stopped accumulating her strength, and the long knife raised high slashed down violently.

"Snow Drifting World"