Bai Jingyun and Lao Gui stepped forward to fight against Mrs. Zhang.

The two were afraid of Old Lady Zhang's magical poisonous methods, so they had to follow Yang Fenglou's advice, not to defeat but to fight, as long as they didn't let him go, they would be meritorious.

As for Zhang Dashan, he could only be left to Yang Fenglou to deal with it alone.

Yang Fenglou stepped forward and stood opposite Zhang Dashan.

Seven pins, right five pins!

There is absolutely no chance of winning!

Yang Fenglou also knew this, and made up his mind from the beginning, fighting, defending, as long as he waited for the backup to arrive, it would be a victory.

Time is the focus of the battle between the two sides, Yang Fenglou seeks stability, and Zhang Dashan naturally asks for speed, so he stepped forward without talking at all, and started directly.

A pair of iron fists, whistling in the wind, directly took Yang Fenglou's ears.

Yang Fenglou raised his eyebrows with a stick in his hand, used the stick as a gun, and went straight in the middle, pointing at the throat of Zhang Dashanren.

Zhang Dashan took the change, put his left hand on the Qi Mei stick, turned around sharply, grabbed the length of the Qi Mei stick, clenched his fist with his right hand, and then turned around and rotated with force, punched hard, and slammed Yang Fenglou's right head again.

Yang Fenglou had no choice but to accept it, holding a stick in both hands, standing on his right.

"Bang!"

Fist stick intersect!

The internal force of the five products exploded without reservation, hitting the Qi Mei stick, and actually shook Yang Fenglou back.

Yang Fenglou took five steps back, the eyebrow stick in his hand trembled rapidly, and his hands trembled again and again, and he felt numb.

Zhang Dashan is really extraordinary!

This is the first time Yang Fenglou and the five-grade martial artist one-on-one battle, just a few moves, Zhang Dashan people brought him a sense of oppression far beyond the past, he also fought against the six-grade martial artist Liu Dayin, I thought that the five products and six products are not much different, but now I found that it is not the case at all, Zhang Dashan's internal strength is higher, faster, the most important thing is that when he shoots, the internal force is always contained but not sent, and it is not all exploded when the hand is fought, quite a feeling of explosion.

Yang Fenglou didn't know if it was because all the five-rank martial artists were like this, or if it was caused by Zhang Dashanren's cultivation of special external skills, but he knew that this Zhang Dashan was really difficult to deal with!

Zhang Dashanren succeeded in one move, and then showed no mercy, a few consecutive rubbing steps, and arrived in front of Yang Fenglou, bowed his head, leaned over, sideways, and attacked with both fists.

Yang Fenglou greeted him again with a stick of Qi Mei.

In this way, the two sides went back and forth, fighting as a group.

However, Yang Fenglou attacked less and defended more, and more often, he used the Qi Mei stick in his hand to resist Zhang Dashanren's fists.

Even so, he didn't feel good, Yang Fenglou's palms were like being on fire, and there were bursts of pain in a hot spot, but in a short time, blood burst out, staining the blood on the eyebrow stick.

Yang Fenglou had no choice but to hold the eyebrow stick in his hand and grit his teeth to support it!

This Qi Mei stick, is Yang Lie's lifetime, specially made for Yang Fenglou himself, taken from the ash tree of Zhongnan Mountain more than ten years old, only take the core, according to the shape of the Yang family Qi Mei stick, soaked in Yang Jiate pharmaceutical water for 81 days, after the shade drying, and then roll the tung oil eighteen times, one time and one shade dry, it took three years to make, as hard as fine iron, soft as a brocade belt, under the control of many years, a layer of unique bronze, is Yang Fenglou's most convenient weapon.

The well-behaved eyebrow stick on weekdays is now trembling and jumping over and over again, as if it will come out of his hand at any time, not only that, but every time the fist stick intersects, it will make a squeaky sound, as if it will break at any time.

Zhang Dashanren stepped forward again, and the iron fist rose from under his ribs, drawing a short arc in the moonlight, straight to Yang Fenglou's chest.

Yang Fenglou held the stick in both hands, pushed the window to look at the moon with one move, pushed the Qi Mei stick out horizontally, and once again faced the iron fist.

"Bang!"

"Click!"

Fists and sticks intersect.

Zhang Dashanren's five-grade internal force completely exploded.

The eyebrow stick, which is as solid as fine iron, was actually broken in two under the iron fist!

Yang Fenglou was shocked, couldn't care about being distressed, and quickly retreated.

Zhang Dashan, how could he be willing to give up? Left and right stepped inch by inch, and his body was like an arrow off the string, and he arrived in front of Yang Fenglou in an instant.

Punch out, hit straight.

Yang Fenglou crossed his arms to greet him.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, Yang Fenglou was blown out by Zhang Dashanren.

One punch, just one punch.

The huge difference in grades made Yang Fenglou have no ability to resist in front of Zhang Dashanren.

Yang Fenglou only felt a pain in his chest, he was originally injured by Zhang Dashan once a few days ago, although there was no major problem after the luck of the exercise, the chest injury was still faintly painful, this time, he was hit by Zhang Dashan in the original position, and it was even more injured!

What's more important is that Zhang Dashanren's punch contains explosive internal force, although it has been resisted by the internal force of Kuzen, but it also allows a part of the internal force to enter the body, and this external internal force is wantonly destroyed in Yang Fenglou's body, stirring up the internal force of Kuzen and chaos, making it difficult for him to calm down for a while.

The figure fell to the ground, spitting blood from his mouth, his expression was shriveled, and it was difficult to get up for a while.

"Haha......"

Zhang Dashan laughed and flew up, less than two feet from the ground, but raised his right leg high.

This trick has a name on the rivers and lakes, called the horse stepping company camp.

Split with one leg, explode internal force, and hit the opponent with the momentum of Mount Tai, which is the best at destroying the strong!

If Yang Fenglou is stepped on, not to mention serious injuries, death is possible!

At this time, he was still on the ground, trying to calm the scattered internal force in his body, and he was unable to get up at all.

Zhang Dashan was about to fly to the top of Yang Fenglou's head, and he was about to seriously injure him again.

A black shadow swooped up, hugging Zhang Dashan to the ground, and his figure was crooked, and they all fell not far away.

King catches heads!

It turned out that after Wang Zhutou was poisoned, he fell to the ground and howled miserably, and before Yang Fenglou and others could rescue, Zhang's father and son came back, and for a while, no one paid attention to him anymore.

Although Wang Zhutou was poisoned and fell to the ground, he had been observing the battle situation, seeing that Yang Fenglou's situation was critical, he didn't know where he got his strength, and he actually burst out of his internal strength, hugged Zhang Dashan at the last moment, and saved Yang Fenglou's life!

After Zhang Dashan was hugged, he was not in a hurry, but was laughed at angrily.

"Okay, why don't you wait for death, but you still want to help? Since you are in such a hurry to see the king of Hades, I will fulfill you, and when you meet the judge, remember to tell him that you died at the hands of my Zhang father and son!"

After speaking, there was a sudden shock, and with the support of the internal force of the five products, the strength on the arms was no less than a thousand catties.

Wang Zhutou hugged him tightly, which was equivalent to bearing the strength of a thousand catties with his chest and arms, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Even so, Wang Zhutou did not let go, still hugged Zhang Dashanren, and vaguely shouted to Yang Fenglou who fell to the ground:

"My lord, get up!"