Jiang Yiyang turned around and looked, there were really a lot of people, he instantly put the sword into the sheath, and took out six knives from his thighs with both hands between his fingers, and used the Star Rain Flying Flower of the Flying Star Technique, and the flying knives flew out at great speed, and the six black-clothed people who rushed to the front fell down in response.

"Beware of this guy's secret ......" Before the man in black behind him who had been injured by his Thirteen Swords of the Divine Gate before he could speak, a flying knife pierced his throat, blood splattered out of his throat, and he fell on his back.

The remaining six black-clothed people went around to the big trees on the left and right sides to dodge, Jiang Yiyang took out six more knives, and instantly took off to use the wind of the Flying Star Technique to drink the moon, and the flying knives were thrown to the left and right, drawing a full moon arc around the big tree, these six black-clothed people only heard the sound of whistling, but they didn't see the shadow of the knife, and they were stabbed in the neck, and they fell down in response, and blood flowed out along the hilt.

Jiang Yiyang's feet landed gently, "The people of this Hanjiang Club are not very good." ”

"Let me Nangong Leopard come and meet you!" At this time, a sturdy man in black rushed from the depths of the woods, with strong internal force on the soles of his feet, and with every step, the ground under his feet sank deeply, and the surrounding branches were shaken by this internal force.

Jiang Yiyang felt a strong internal force breath attacking, and he was shocked, he knew that this guy was not easy to deal with, the speed was too fast to draw the knife, and he jumped on his legs, because he had been entangled with the proprietress for several rounds, his spirit had not yet recovered, and he jumped up half a step slowly, Nangong Leopard rushed to him at once, hugged him with huge arms, slammed it on the ground, and hit the ground with his back, and then a mouthful of blood splashed out, the Xuanwu sword also fell aside, and the bamboo basket cover also broke open.

Nangong Leopard was also surprised, thinking that this guy's secret weapon was so powerful, but he didn't have any close-quarters moves, and he pulled him up again, and his hand was loosened! He quickly used an iron sand palm,!! and at the moment of the palm strike, the black marten had already jumped to Nangong Leopard's arm, and bit it down! The poisonous fangs penetrated the skin and entered the flesh, and the wound felt a violent burning sensation, which gradually spread to the whole body, and the palm retracted before it was struck.

"Ahh

Jiang Yiyang fell to the ground, covering his chest sideways and panting, the corners of his mouth were still bloodshot, and the black marten had run back, rubbing his head next to his face, as if he knew that his master was injured and was comforting.

Nangong Leopard suddenly felt severe pain all over his body, and fell to his knees, screaming miserably......

"Heh......" Jiang Yiyang smiled contemptuously and stood up, his breathing improved slightly, but just after that fall, he suffered internal injuries because of his shallow internal strength.

He immediately took out the knife and threw it, hitting the throat of the Nangong leopard, the force was just right, just to keep it from shouting, the poison of this black marten was bound to let him taste it, only to see him twist his face, roll around on the ground, and shout silently, very painful.

Jiang Yiyang walked in front of the dying man in white, he was already lying on the ground, his breath was weak, and he looked like he was about to die.

He squatted down and stretched out his index and middle fingers to put them on the wrist of the man in white—the pulse was weak, Jiang Yiyang shook his head and looked at him.

The man in white gasped hard, "Thank you...... Shaoxia ......", seeing that he was talking vaguely with blood, Jiang Yiyang stretched out his hand and pointed at his purple palace acupoint, blocking the blood bubbles in his lungs and not rushing to his throat, so that he could be soothed.

The man in white is called Ling Yu, he is the only surviving descendant of the Ling Tian Sword Sect, and the family has a family heirloom-Qinghong Sword, which is a sword as famous as the Yitian Sword, all of which are as sharp as clay, and are called peerless double swords. This 'Hanjiang Society' saw that after his father who was strong in martial arts died, he came to snatch it, this Ling Yu knew that his martial arts were not proficient, and he did not dare to carry it out without authorization, and the thieves all over the world were keeping an eye on him, so he hid him somewhere in Ling Tianmen, and then took it out after his martial arts had improved.

Ling Yu's breathing was a little easier, and when he saw Jiang Yiyang come to the rescue, he thought that it was better for this peerless sword to be handed over to the people of the Wudang Sect than to be scavenged out of Ling Tianmen by this gang of thieves one day.

"Young Hero...... This black and white double evil......... It's very vicious, it's black and ...... by you" Ling Yu said and coughed up a mouthful of blood, and then said, "Qinghong... Sword...... ...... at Lingtianmen Backyard...... cough!!" Before he could finish speaking, he squirted out another mouthful of blood, and he died.

Jiang Yiyang couldn't help but feel sad for a while, stretched out his hand and closed his eyes, it turned out that the black and white shuangsha was rolling around on the ground on the side, it was indeed quite powerful, he thought again, it turned out that this treasure was a sword, and this Hanjiang would really have to grab any treasure.

Jiang Yiyang picked up Ling Yu's body, found a soil pit nearby and put it down, collected some branches and leaves from the surrounding area to cover it, made a gesture and walked towards the inn.

He quietly returned to the inn room, and saw that the proprietress was still asleep, and it was inconvenient for him to go to bed after suffering internal injuries, so he sat cross-legged on the spot, and used the only method he knew how to vomit to heal his internal injuries, which must have had little effect, and it seemed that it would be difficult to recover within half a year.

.....

"Ahh

"He was ...... when we found him," said the three men in black, kneeling on one knee.

"What kind of martial arts is this?!" he ripped off Nangong Leopard's shirt and checked, and finally saw that his entire arm had turned black, and the two white tooth marks were really conspicuous, and he was suddenly shocked, "Black Marten ?!!"

The Ice Lady walked over and glanced at the bodies of several of her subordinates, all of them were hidden weapons in the neck, and one wrist was injured by the Thirteen Swords of the Divine Gate, "Could it be that someone from the Wudang Sect did it?"

"No one in the Wudang Sect will use secret weapons. Zheng Zilong sat on the helm seat and said.

The Ice Lady continued: "I have seen this kid who raises black martens, if it is really him...... Killing so many of us, that's a big deal!"

"Tomorrow, you and I will leave for Wudang, they will immediately open the door to send a martial arts competition, the timing is just right, just hand over a hairy boy to Nangong Hu. Zheng Zilong said.

Nangong Hu said angrily: "Second brother!!Big brother will definitely avenge you!Cut off that kid's head to worship you!"

"That black marten is afraid of fire. Zheng Zilong said that, then lifted the bowl of tea and drank it.

Nangong Hu wiped away his tears, and thought to himself, let him be a sable and a white sable, and the labor and capital will be slaughtered together! Get up and carry the Nangong leopard and walk towards the back mountain......

Bing Niangzi looked at Nangong Hu's back and secretly felt sad, turned her face to look at Zheng Zilong, and said, "Or, I'll help him solve that kid......?"

"You can't even kill a hairy boy, so why is he alive. Zheng Zilong said with a deep breath.

.....

It was getting lighter, and the birds in the woods were chirping excitedly at the sight of the sun, and after a while there was the sound of chopping wood downstairs, and the men of the inn got up and began to work.

The proprietress woke up, turned around and saw Jiang Yiyang was doing cross-legged exercises, and admired him for practicing all the time, but she didn't know that he was healing, she lifted the quilt, stood up softly, put on a white plain clothes, and walked out of the door slowly, a fragrance wafted across Jiang Yiyang's front face, and as the fragrance inhaled into his heart, he began to reminisce about last night's Spring Festival moment: the proprietress jade smooth body and the feel of a pair of pepper milk held in both palms......