Zhu Cong, a wonderful scholar, leaned into Ke Zhenxi's ear and whispered. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Big brother, this kid's martial arts are very evil, and even Ma Daochang is not his opponent. ”

Although Ma Yu boasted to Guo Jing that the martial arts of the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan were not under him, the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan were self-aware.

Eighteen years ago, Qiu Chuji was able to beat seven of them by himself, but it was Ke Zhen who shot Qiu Chuji with a poisonous dart, which turned that fight into a tie.

Even if Ma Yu's martial arts are not as good as Qiu's, at least he can beat three or four people from the Jiangnan Seven Monsters alone.

Even Ma Yu, who is strong in martial arts, is not Yang Ming's opponent, their Jiangnan Seven Monsters have now become Jiangnan Six Monsters, but I am afraid that the six of them are not Yang Ming's opponents when they join forces.

Ke Zhen waved his hand and said with a sneer.

"Although our Jiangnan Seven Monsters don't dare to call themselves chivalrous, they will not give in to the evil demons! Since this Yang Ming young man doesn't take us seriously, then let's learn his martial arts with Ma Daochang!"

The top masters on the rivers and lakes naturally disdain to join forces with others to fight the enemy.

But even the Quanzhen Seven Sons of the Quanzhen Sect, the world's largest sect, can only use the Tiangang Beidou Array to fight one of the seven masters when facing the four masters, and the seven monsters in the south of the Yangtze River will not take the shame of bullying more and less to heart.

Han Baoju, the god of horses, is short and fat, and has a quick temper.

Seeing that Ke Zhenwei and Zhu Cong had already made up their minds, Han Baoju immediately waved the coiling dragon soft whip in his hand and whipped towards Yang Ming.

Han Baoju used a set of golden dragon whip methods, and the soft whip was like a long snake rolling towards Yang Ming's legs.

"Good time!"

Yang Ming grabbed the Panlong soft whip with his left hand, and then he raised his hand to pull, Han Baoju couldn't stand, and his body flew up.

"Third brother, be careful!"

Ke Zhen let out a loud shout, and with his left hand, he fired several vicious iron darts glowing with blue light at Yang Ming, and then waved his wand to cast the [Wand Lowering Method] and hit Yang Ming on the head.

"Humph!"

Yang Ming snorted disdainfully, let go of the soft whip with his left hand, and then moved his body sideways to the left to avoid the poison dart, and then rushed towards Ke Zhenxi.

Although Ke Zhenwei is an old blind man, he has the highest martial arts among the Seven Monsters in Jiangnan, and he also likes to use poison darts as a subordinate method.

Yang Ming wanted to fight with others with confidence, so he could only solve this old blind man first.

"Ke Daxia be careful!"

Seeing Yang Ming rushing towards Ke Zhenxi, Ma Yu reminded him and swung his sword and stabbed at Yang Ming's back.

Although the Quanzhen Sect's [Jin Yan Gong] is one of the best light skills in the world, Yang Ming's majestic true qi is an extreme yang attribute, and the use of a special luck method can raise the light power body method to an almost ghostly speed.

As soon as Ma Yu jumped three feet away, Yang Ming had already rushed to Ke Zhenxi's face.

Ke Zhen's evil ears were extremely strong, and although he couldn't see, he waved his wand and hit Yang Ming on the head.

Yang Ming set up his long sword, and after blocking the wand with his scabbard, his left palm slammed into Ke Zhenxi's chest with a bang.

Although he only used a part of his strength with this palm, it still flew Ke Zhen's evil shock three feet away.

"Big brother!"

"Big Brother ......"

"Big brother—"

Seeing Ke Zhenwei flying out by Yang Mingzhen, Nan Xiren used a pure steel flat pole, Quan Blonde used a big pole scale, and Han Xiaoying used a Yue Nu sword, and the three of them attacked Yang Ming together.

As the saying goes, "two fists are hard to beat four hands".

If it was an ordinary first-class master who encountered the siege of Nan Xiren, Quan Blonde and Han Xiaoying, and Ma Yu was eyeing him behind him, he was afraid that he would have turned around and fled at this moment.

But Yang Ming is a master of art and bold, relying on the ghostly speed of light exercises, he first rushed to Nan Xiren's face, and slapped his left palm on Nan Xiren's pure steel flat shoulder.

With a bang, the scorching crimson true qi erupted from Yang Ming's palm, leaving a clear big handprint on the pure steel flat arm, and Nan Xiren was also shocked out by Yang Ming's strong palm.

Then Yang Ming moved sideways and rushed to Quan Blonde's side, and slapped his sword with his right hand on Quan Blonde's chest with the scabbard.

"Hmm-"

The whole blonde snorted in pain, and immediately squatted on the ground clutching his chest.

Han Xiaoying is now thirty-six years old, and Bao Xiqiao, who is the same age as her, already has an eighteen-year-old son, but she is still Yunying unmarried.

Although Yang Ming looked down on the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan from the bottom of his heart, he didn't bother to bully women.

After swinging the scabbard to shake Han Xiaoying's Yue Nu sword, Yang Ming turned around and blocked Ma Yu's long sword with the scabbard.

Ma Yu's expression was grim at this time, and his eyes were staring at Yang Ming tightly, as if he wanted to see Yang Ming through completely.

"Young Yang Ming, why do you keep refusing to draw your sword out of its sheath?"

"Do you need to draw your sword to deal with you old and disabled?"

After Yang Ming finished speaking with a sneer, he immediately urged his true qi to shake Ma Yu away, and then turned to face Zhu Cong and Han Baoju.

Han Baoju's right hand kept waving up and down, left and right, the coiling dragon soft whip attacked Yang Ming like a poisonous snake, and Zhu Cong's iron-bone paper fan was also ready to go.

Just when Yang Ming wanted to repeat the old technique, he stretched out his left hand to grab Han Baoju's soft whip, Ke Zhenwei suddenly hit him with three poison darts, and Yang Ming immediately retreated to dodge.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Han Baoju's soft whip wrapped up Yang Ming's long sword, and Zhu Cong also bullied forward, and the iron bone paper fan struck towards the acupoint of Yang Ming's right wrist.

With a bang, the iron-bone paper fan hit the acupoint of Yang Ming's right wrist.

Yang Ming's right hand was numb, and just as his palm was released, Han Baoju pulled the soft whip and wanted to take Yang Ming's long sword away.

But at this moment, Yang Ming's left hand quickly stretched forward and grabbed the hilt of the sword.

With a bang, the long sword was unsheathed, and Han Baoju's soft whip just took away Yang Ming's scabbard.

"You can force me to use a sword, it seems that you are not useless!"

Yang Ming held the sword in his left hand, and with a wave of the long sword, the sharp sword body cut Zhu Cong's iron-bone paper fan in half.

Then, Yang Ming swung his sword and stabbed towards Han Baoju's soft whip.

Whew, smmm

A few sword lights flashed, and Han Baoju's soft whip turned into a nine-stage and landed on the ground.

Seeing that Yang Ming was unstoppable as if he was a fierce god and evil, Guo Jing suddenly turned around and ran towards the camp tent of the Mongolian tribe as if he was blessed.

Yang Ming was about to cut off Ma Yu's long sword, but when he saw Guo Jing fleeing, he immediately turned around and chased after Guo Jing.

Guo Jing just escaped ten zhang away, and Yang Ming caught up from behind, and his right hand clasped Guo Jing's shoulder like an iron claw.

Seeing that Guo Jing was captured by Yang Ming, Ma Yu chased after him and said.

"Young Yang Ming, you are strong in martial arts, if you bully a junior like Guo Jing, I am afraid that you will lose your identity. ”

The people in the rivers and lakes are respected by martial arts after all.

Although Yang Ming is young, with his martial arts cultivation, he is already enough to be on an equal footing with the four absolute masters.

And Ma Yu said that Guo Jing was Yang Ming's descendant, but he actually wanted to protect Guo Jing.

Yang Ming pursed his lips and smiled, grabbed Guo Jing, and turned around and said.

"Ma Daochang, you can rest assured, I also have some admiration for Guo Daxia's character! I arrested him just to prevent him from going to tell Temujin, and I didn't really want to hurt him. ”

"You wicked man! Let go of me! Let go of me!"

Guo Jing kept shaking his shoulders, trying to break free from Yang Ming's men.

But Yang Ming's right hand was like an iron tong, clasping his shoulder tightly.

"Six masters, King Jin Wanyan Honglie is going to lead an army of barbarians to attack Wang Han's Kereh tribe, you go and tell Temujin Great Khan, let the Great Khan and Wang Han take precautions. ”

"Ahh

The old blind man Ke Zhen complained evilly, and then said.

"Second brother, here we are, you go and inform the Great Khan!"

The Seven Monsters of Jiangnan lived in the Mongolian tribe for 12 years, and although they were not treated as honored guests by Temujin, they were rewarded with cattle, sheep, horses, and gold and silver every year.

If it weren't for Temujin's offerings, twelve years would be enough for the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan to starve to death on the desert a hundred times.

Although Temujin's fourth son, Torrey, did not have the status of master and apprentice with the Jiangnan Seven Monsters, he and Guo Jing had learned martial arts from the Jiangnan Seven Monsters, so the relationship between the Jiangnan Seven Monsters and Temujin was quite acceptable.

Seeing that Zhu Cong was about to leave, Yang Ming immediately poured his true qi into the long sword, and then with a wave of his left hand, a red sword qi slashed towards Zhu Cong.

Zhu Cong rolled back, dodging Yang Ming's sword aura, and then looked at Yang Ming with palpitations.

In the rivers and lakes of the world, the martial arts that can release true qi to hurt people are one is the family heirloom of the Southern Emperor Duan Zhixing, and the other is the beggar gang of the Northern Beggar Hong Qigong who has learned to descend the dragon and eighteen palms.

And like Yang Ming, releasing sword qi to hurt people, there is no one else in the world who can do it.

If you dare to tell Temujin about it, don't blame me for being ruthless. ”

"Hmph! Sure enough, it's an evil demon! I didn't expect you to be strong in martial arts but work hard for the golden dog, it's really shameful and hateful!"

The old blind man Ke Zhenwei turned his head and looked at the sky at a forty-five degree angle, and said forcefully.

"Although our Jiangnan Seven Monsters are not good at martial arts, they are not greedy for life and afraid of death! ”

After Ke Zhenwei finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the Mongolian tribe, with Zhu Cong, Han Baoju and other five people following behind him.

Yang Ming frowned and said coldly.

"Since ancient times, after the rise of the Xiongnu, Xianbei, Turkic, Khitan, and Jurchen in the northern steppe, they have invaded the Central Plains to oppress the Han people! Now that the Jin State has improved its rule over the Han people, if the Mongol tribes of Temujin are allowed to rise, I am afraid that the Han people will be reduced to fourth-class domestic animals and let the Mongols kill them at will. ”

Hearing Yang Ming's words, the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan couldn't help but stop.

Bang bang bang -

Guo Jing smashed Yang Ming's right hand with his fist and retorted loudly.

"No! No, my mother and I and six masters are all Han, but the Great Khan has always been very good to us!"

Just like Wan Yankang grew up in the Zhao Wangfu of the Jin Kingdom since he was a child, saying that he was a Han man, but the people around him and himself regarded him as a Jurchen in the Jin Kingdom.

At this time, Guo Jing had never even been to the Central Plains, and his relatives and friends around him were all Mongolians, saying that he was Han, I am afraid that he regarded himself more as a Mongolian in his heart.

Of course, Yang Ming would not pay attention to this stupid boy, he looked at the Jiangnan Seven Monsters and continued.

"When the Jurchens of the Jin Kingdom rose up, they also said that they would form an alliance with the Song State and return the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun to the Song State, but what happened later? Both the Mongols and the Jin people were alien races to the Han people, and their life and death were just dog-eat-dog! I hope you don't meddle in your affairs. ”

Ma Yu also walked to the side of the Jiangnan Seven Monsters at this time and said to Ke Zhenxi.

"Ke Daxia! As Han Chinese, it is indeed inconvenient for us to ask about the affairs of the Mongols and the Jin Kingdom!"

"Ma Daochang is right, we listen to you!"

Ke Zhen said evilly, raised his hand and said to Yang Ming.

"It's really shameful and hateful that you, as a Han Chinese, help the golden dog! If you have the opportunity in the future, be careful that we take your dog's life. ”

"Eh, yes, I'm so scared that I want to kill you immediately! But for the sake of Guo Daxia's face, you Jiangnan Seven Monsters want to kill me, and Yang Ming will accompany you at any time. ”

Throughout the original work, even Chen Xuanfeng was killed by Guo Jing when he was a child, and the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan never killed a villain until he died, and Yang Ming certainly wouldn't take Ke Zhen's mouth cannon threat to heart.

At this time, the morning sun rose in the east, and the sound of the horn of the iron horsemen out of the camp came from the temporary camp of the barbarians.

By the time the news reached Temujin's tent, it would be too late for Temujin to send troops to rescue the Kereh.

Moreover, now that a major event has happened in the Mongol tribes, even if Temujin gets the news, he will not be able to gather people for a while.

Princess Hua Zheng, Temujin's favorite daughter, was kidnapped by a blind woman dressed in black.