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The palms of the two sides clashed, their bodies intertwined, they rose and fell suddenly, and after several strokes of bang bang, they had already fought outside the village.

Yang Lin listened in the room, forcibly suppressed the annoyance in his heart, and breathed out seven or eight mouthfuls of frosty breath, and finally expelled the scorching breath of internal force from his body.

He opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of black blood.

He gritted his teeth, looked back at his younger sister Wan'er who was lying on the ground in the room, and said in a deep voice: "Father, mother take a rest and take care of A-mei, I will come as soon as I go."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the two of them to answer, his footsteps were like arrows, and he rushed straight to the door.

He does remember.

In addition to Sha Tongtian, a master who went straight to the inner mansion, the Four Ghosts of the Yellow River and many golden soldiers also attacked.

Now in the manor, fighting to the death with the heroes of Taihu Lake.

Although the Four Ghosts of the Yellow River are not too famous.

But it is only relative to other masters.

In fact, compared to Yang Lin, the leader of Taihu Lake, the leaders of the village masters and leaders, he is still considered a master.

It's not slow to kill people.

Now Sha Tongtian is restrained by Chuyi, the real king of Yuyangzi, and he keeps hitting him further and further away.

How could Yang Lin miss the opportunity to beat the dog in the water.

Can't kill Sha Tongtian, can't he kill the four ghosts of the Yellow River?

No matter how bad it is, we must kill more golden soldiers to break the crisis.

Chapter 153 Body Like a Dragon and Elephant, Blood Like Mercury

as predicted.

As soon as Yang Lin rushed out of the peach blossom forest, he saw four men leaping and flying with weapons in their hands, killing and killing.

Zhuang Ding, the guard of Guiyunzhuang, has retreated again and again, and has retreated into the depths of the courtyard.

As for the Taihu Qunhao, there are only three village master-level leaders who are leading more than [-] people to resist desperately.

Looking from a distance, the corpses were spread all over the floor.

"The loss is too great."

As soon as Yang Lin turned his eyes, he fixed on the four big men with rough and ugly faces.

One person held a broad-backed sword and danced like a windmill, rushing towards him, causing a wave of blood along the way.

One of them was holding a red-tasseled long spear, each spear was a bloody hole, and he was attacking the master of Hezhai, retreating steadily, blocking with left and right.

One of them held a huge ax the size of a door panel, opened left and right, and kept advancing... Village Master Peng and Village Master Dong were trying their best to stop them, and the three of them surrounded and fought in a ball, neither of which could win quickly.

There is only one person, with a python whip in his hand like a poisonous dragon, sweeping a large area, gathering his strength into a spear, piercing people like paper...

Because several village owners died on the side of Taihu Qunhao, there was no capable master to stop him in a short while.

If you are rushed by him, you will appear defeated.

Therefore, on the battlefield, especially on the battlefield of the Cold Age, if there is a master who takes the lead in charging, and no master of the same level can be found to stop and restrain him, the battle will often be overwhelming.

Of course Yang Lin knew the guy who used the whip.

in memory.

He was besieged by four ugly men, and was whipped on the back by Qingxiong, the soul-destroying whip horse. His clothes and armor were smashed, his eyes turned black on the spot, and he spurted blood wildly.

If it weren't for several village owners who risked their lives to save him, he would have died in that battle long ago.

At this time, seeing this person killing people like hemp, his arrogance is unstoppable, meeting him as an enemy makes him extremely jealous.

Although it was not my own experience, but now that I have taken over my body, and the memory has been poured into my heart, I can feel the hatred.

Immediately, as soon as he raised his toes, he picked up a steel knife from the ground, leaned forward, and dragged the knife forward.

Look at the moment when Ma Qingxiong's python whip is wrapped around a Zhuang Ding's neck, and he is about to twist it harder.

Gathering his strength and energy, he slashed out with lightning.

A crescent moon arc was drawn in the sky.

hiss.

The crisp sound like cracking silk exploded in my ears.

Ma Qingxiong's body vibrated, and his standing body suddenly turned his head strangely.

Looking at Yang Lin, a trace of puzzlement and confusion flashed in his eyes.

wow...

The long python whip in his hand broke in two and fell to the ground.

The body was cut into two pieces from the forehead to the crotch, and separated.

Visceral blood spilled all over the floor, and the stench was overwhelming.

"Third brother..."

The saber wheel roulette, Shen Qinggang, the soul-breaking knife that slashed wildly like a whirlwind, was about to cut off the head of Village Master He... Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Yang Lin slashing Ma Qingxiong with a single blow.

At that moment, his heart was in great pain, and he let out a roar, and he didn't care to assist the life-chasing gun to kill the village master He, and rushed towards Yang Lin, waving the huge blade on his broad back.

The four brothers worshiped Sha Tongtian, the dragon king of the ghost gate, since they were young.

He is both an apprentice and a adopted son.

Although, the master of the Dragon King of the Ghost Gate beats and scolds when he moves, and his temper is so frightening.

And the four of them are also stupid, and they can't learn too advanced martial arts and internal strength... However, after years of hard work, they can still practice some hard skills in the outer sect. They are not their opponents at all.

These four people are in the same situation and have the same temperament.

These years have been with each other, drinking in big bowls and eating meat in big bowls, so happy.

It's brotherly love.

Seeing the youngest brother Ma Qingxiong die unexpectedly at this time, Shen Qing was just burned out of his mind.

He didn't care to think about it, why was his third brother killed so easily?

A knife danced into a wind wheel, and it fell towards Yang Lin.

Yang Lin beheaded and killed Ma Qingxiong, the green characters flooded in front of his eyes like water, and when he saw the words +20 floating in front of him, he let out a bad breath in his heart.

As long as you can gain martial luck points, that's fine.

This proves that even in this world, he can gain enough merits for promotion with his martial arts order, and his future is hard to limit.

Seeing Shen Qing just pounced forward, he was not angry but happy.

As soon as the knife is drawn, it turns into blossoming plum blossoms.

He took over Shen Qinggang's saber light completely.

He found that his basic beginner's dead wood method actually didn't have much effect at all.

And Shen Qinggang's shallow internal strength is naturally the same.

It can't be compared with Sha Tongtian's powerful and hot internal force at all, but he only relies on the weight of the weapon, as well as his strength and speed to attack.

In this way, it is very similar to the way of attacking with his own martial arts.

And this is his forte.

Pulling the Plum Blossom Knife and dragging his wrist, Yang Lin let out a soft drink, blood gleaming in his eyes.

The saber's momentum changed from slow to fast, and an afterimage flashed past, passing by like a round of saber light.

It was only at this time that the blade broke through the wind and screamed.

Shen Qinggang's roar hadn't stopped yet, and his head was already shooting up into the sky with a stream of blood on it.

"The wind is tight, scream."

Wu Qinglie, the life-chasing gun, yelled sharply, and looked back with red eyes, before Yang Lin continued to kill, his body turned upside down...

After a few ups and downs, they arrived at the horse, beat the horse and galloped away.

The moment before he left, Qian Qingjian was even more of a chicken thief.

Without even screaming, he threw the heavy ax in his hand and fled lightly.

At the sound of horseshoes, Wu Qinglie escaped three points faster than Wu Qinglie.

Leave those gold soldiers behind.

Yang Lin wielded his sword and slashed. After killing the three golden soldiers, as soon as he chased to the gate of the manor, he could only see the two people's ponytails kicking up dust, and they disappeared after turning a corner.

"Good guy."

Yang Lin suddenly found out.

These ancient people who seemed to be stupid and stupid were not stupid at all, but all of them were very shrewd.

If you can take advantage of it as soon as you see it, it is a swarm of bees.

Seeing that something is not going well, he puts oil on the soles of his feet and escapes faster than a rabbit.

His plum blossom step is very fast.

Short-distance sprints are even more erratic, and are most suitable for melee combat.

However, compared to the lightness kung fu of this world, it is still a few notches behind.

In fact, Yang Lin has also practiced inner strength mental method, dead wood breathing qigong.

However, his kung fu is hard work, and he doesn't have a special way to practice light kung fu, so he can't compare to the four ghosts of the Yellow River in running.

This is indeed a very depressing thing.

They are taught by masters and have practiced light kung fu.

And he is just a named disciple of the dead wood monk of Yunqi Temple in Lin'an Prefecture.

The master is neither wise, nor will he teach everything.

After all, he is not a Buddhist disciple, and he has not been shaved to become a monk.

But Buddhist sects take martial arts very seriously, and those who test left and right test, no one has been able to learn the true secrets for 20 years.

……

He failed to kill all the four ghosts of the Yellow River, and his military luck value was only 40 points, which is 20 points short of the need to upgrade to the master-level martial arts realm...

Yang Lin breathed a sigh of relief and had no place to vent his anger. He turned around and led the heroes of Taihu Lake and the Zhuang Ding to pursue and kill the remaining golden soldiers.

When everyone was clearing up the battlefield and mourning their old friends, the real king Yuyangzi jumped back after a few ups and downs.

As soon as he landed, he said apologetically, "The poor Taoist cultivation base is not enough, so he didn't leave behind the Ghost Dragon King, who is indeed an old thief who has crossed the Yellow River for many years.

When Pindao saw him board the official ship, he was worried that there would be a follow-up, and he was also worried about the war in Guiyunzhuang, so he didn't chase after thinking about it. "

"Thank you for your kind help, Taoist priest, and please come in and serve tea."

Naturally, Yang Lin would not blame the Quanzhen Taoist priest.

He didn't remember any friendship with this person.

It can only be said that it is very likely that Wang Chu saw that Jin Guo was not pleasing to the eye, and he had a good impression of the Taihu heroes he was originally leading. Therefore, when he saw the crisis, he spontaneously came to help.

Among the Quanzhen Seven Sons, some of them have been running around in the rivers and lakes like this.

Especially Qiu Chuji and Wang Chuyi, they were very hot-tempered and would kill Jin Bing every now and then.

However, Yang Lin still couldn't understand some of Qiu Chuji's actions.

However, Wang Chuyi was completely warm-hearted.

He can go through fire and water for no reason at all, and work hard.

Helped you, do not know why.

Such a Taoist priest is of course worthy of respect.

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