The man's right leg was raised, and he had just let go of Master Duan's blow, but suddenly saw Master Duan's sword tip floating upward. The reason why it is said to have floated up is because Master Duan's sword move is a little strange, and the tip of the sword turns and turns, fluctuating.

Duan Yuntu suddenly remembered the Cloud Mist Thirteen Style, the move of Du Jianfeng, the head of Cangshan. The sword moves of these two people are somewhat similar, but Master Duan's move is empty, but it lacks the sword intent shrouded in clouds and mist. Naturally, the power is not the same. Otherwise, the sword of Master Duan Zhuang would have already killed that man.

But Rao was like this, and the man was also startled. Stunned, Duan Yuntu had already climbed on the boulder and stood opposite him, and the long sword stabbed at his chest again.

The man hurriedly raised the steel fork in his hand to hold the long sword of the Duan Zhuang owner.

Master Duan's swordsmanship moves are peculiar, calm and sophisticated. It can be seen that he has put a lot of hard work into this set of swordsmanship, but unfortunately there always seems to be something missing, and he can't fully exert the power of this set of swordsmanship.

And most of the tricks of the steel fork in the hand of the man in white are some tricks that are slammed and provoked, although the moves are simple, but they are particularly practical.

The two of them went back and forth, and they made seventy or eighty moves. The man was forced to the edge of the stone by the owner of Duan Zhuang. I saw Master Duan Zhuang stabbing straight with a sword, and the tip of the sword pointed at the neck of the man in white. The man tilted his head suddenly, but unexpectedly, there was a sudden pain in his leg, and he had already been hit by the sword of the owner of Duan Zhuang and fell.

Master Duan Zhuang jumped down, pointed his sword at the man in white and said, "White Tiger, you three brothers are rampant and domineering outside, and you don't care about me, but you dare to blatantly bully my Duan Jiazhuang today, how can I spare you?"

Suddenly, there was a scream in the courtyard. Duan Zhuang was shocked in his heart, and someone on the other side quietly sneaked into the courtyard and made a noise. At this time, all the strong men in the Zhuangzi were outside the gate, and there were only a few old and weak women and children left in the courtyard, how could they resist?

As soon as the owner of Duan Zhuang saw it, the man in white kicked his heel on the ground and jumped straight backwards, escaping the control of Duan Zhuang owner.

At this time, the owner of the village couldn't take care of this white tiger, so he turned around and rushed into the courtyard. He rushed into the courtyard to take a look, only to see a man in green clothes standing at the door of the hall, this person was tall, half a head taller than ordinary people, thick eyebrows and square face, very powerful. Behind him was a middle-aged woman.

Then I saw about 20 men in black jumping down from the wall and standing on both sides of the man in green clothes.

Lord Duan Zhuang shouted: "Qinglong, you are so rampant, eat a certain sword of Duan." He stabbed the man in green clothes.

The man in green clothes is also a long sword, and the swordsmanship is like a green dragon soaring, and thousands of horses are galloping, which is actually very big. As soon as the two men handed each other up, they were inseparable.

And the others were not idle, and the disciples of Duanjiazhuang and those men in black were also fighting together. The man in white outside the door also led a group of men in black to rush in.

Duan Yuntu saw that although the disciples of Duan Jiazhuang were all skillful, the number of the other party was several times that of them, and some people were soon injured.

Duan Zhijun raised his long sword to stop the man in white and fight. But his skills are not as good as the man in white, and he can't parry it after a few moves.

Seeing that the steel fork of the man in white was about to hurt Duan Zhijun, Duan Yuntu rushed to Duan Zhijun's back and reached out to lift it in the crook of his arm. Duan Zhijun felt a strong force coming from his arm, and involuntarily raised his hand a few inches, and stabbed forward with his sword.

The man in white saw Duan Zhijun's sudden change in swordsmanship, which came very quickly, and the part where the tip of the sword pierced was extremely tricky, he hurriedly retreated, but he was still half a step slower, and the clothes under his armpit were cut.

Duan Yuntu grabbed the steel fork in the hand of a big man next to him with his backhand, and his arm shook, throwing the man out of the air. Then he grabbed the steel fork in one hand and stabbed the man in white in the chest.

The man in white saw Duan Yuntu's fork stabbing him, blocking left and right, and was very embarrassed.

When Duan Zhijun saw Duan Yuntu's outstretched hand, he realized that he was originally a master with unique skills. But at this time, the situation was critical, and he was not allowed to look at it more, so he turned his head and rushed towards those men in black.

These people are like a gang of robbers, not only fighting with the men of Duanjiazhuang, but also smashing things when they see them, and after a while, they will make a good yard look bad.

The owner of Duan Zhuang and the man in green clothes fought each other, and gradually became a little defeated. Although Duan Yuntu couldn't tell what sect this man in Tsing Yi was on the martial arts path, it should be all the way to the martial arts path. I just don't know how to become such a wicked person, or is there something else hidden in this?

Seeing that the owner of Duan Zhuang was injured, he would die at the hands of the man in Tsing Yi at any time if he continued to fight. Duan Yuntu wanted to go to the rescue, but he was entangled by the man in white and four or five people in black and couldn't get out. And he has to take care of Duan Zhijun from time to time in case he is in danger.

When he was in chaos, a person broke in at the door, with a long shirt and a scarf, holding an emerald green flute, and shouted: "Brother Duan, junior brother is here for you." As he spoke, he pounced on the man in green clothes.

Duan Yuntu fixed his eyes and saw that this person was Bai Yunsheng who had come a few days ago. He was followed by Shen Yulou and Bai Xiaolian, and the two of them had already exchanged hands with those black-clothed people.

Duan Yuntu looked at this Bai Yunsheng's skills again, and saw that he behaved elegantly, as quiet as a virgin, and moved like a rabbit. Although he is fighting desperately with others, he can't see the slightest ruthlessness, as if he is holding a pen and splashing ink. It seems that his martial arts cultivation is higher than that of Duan Zhuang.

Duan Yuntu nodded, relieved himself, and concentrated on dealing with the enemy in front of him.

Duan Zhuang and Bai Yunsheng dealt with the big man in green clothes alone, and it was the turn of the big man in green clothes to parry. The big man in green clothes didn't pay attention, and his waist was poked by Bai Yunsheng's flute.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the big man in green clothes carried a long sword upside down, and went to the roof one by one, and then whistled, jumped out of the hospital and fled.

The man in white led a group of men in black and also rushed to the door, grabbing the door one after another.

After the gang left, when they looked at the courtyard again, it was simply full of devastation.

Master Duan Zhuang was ashamed and ashamed, and while thanking Bai Yunsheng, he instructed his disciples to clean up the mess. Bai Yunsheng saw that Zhuangzi was in a mess, so he didn't bother, so he took Bai Xiaolian and Shen Yulou to say goodbye and leave.

Duan Zhijun sent them to the intersection outside the door, Bai Xiaolian came back to her senses and smiled at Duan Zhijun, her eyes were full of tenderness and reluctance. Duan Zhijun's heart fluttered, but he immediately came back to his senses, and at this time he didn't have time to think about these children's private affairs.

(End of chapter)