martial law

The body and eye technique can resolve all long-range and short-range sneak attacks, and there is no danger of insufficient care.

As soon as Peng Lianhu left the judge pen, he had a reaction.

Don't retreat but advance, bully yourself and fight quickly.

A trace of surprise flashed in Peng Lianhu's eyes, although he was not disturbed, he raised his palm to his chest and threw it out.

fist fight.

Both of them were shaking violently.

Yang Lin was flying upside down, with a long body and straight back, with his toes pointing to the corner of the opposite eaves.

With a single leap, he disappeared.

But Peng Lianhu stepped back five steps in a row.

The right side of his body was numb and swollen, and his palm trembled slightly.

He felt that the bones of his hand were cracked.

Although he counterattacked with strong internal force, he couldn't block the opponent's heavy punch like falling rocks from the top of the mountain.

"What a powerful force."

Peng Lianhu looked at Master Lingzhi and Old Monster Shenxian shouting in a fake manner, trying to chase after him, and said, "Don't chase, the prince's safety is the most important thing."

"Yes, yes, that's exactly the case. It's a pity that Lao Sha, the famous dragon king of ghosts, ended up like this in the end. It's really sad and lamentable."

Shenxian old monster Liang Ziweng murmured sadly, turned around and walked towards Nanhu Juli, "Don't be killed by that kid, if something goes wrong with King Zhao, that is the real death penalty.

Master Lingzhi nodded slightly, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

After looking at the distance of the long street, he turned around and entered the restaurant.

Soon soldiers appeared and carried Sha Tongtian in to deal with the funeral.

In front of the restaurant, calm was restored.

Strangely, no troops were dispatched to search the streets.

Presumably, they also know that for such a high-level and powerful martial arts expert.

For ordinary soldiers, it is useless to track them down.

If they did meet, it would just be life-threatening and meaningless.

……

Yang Lin lowered his figure, tore off the fisherman's brown shirt, and then tore off the long sleeves on his arms.

I saw a thick black stain on the top of the sleeve, and the fabric was a little grayish and corroded.

"Very poisonous."

I thought to myself that luckily I used my sleeves to pick it up, if I had picked up the meridian penetrating bone nail with my hands.

At this time, I am afraid that I will lie down and fight for my life.

Peng Lianhu, master of spiritual wisdom, old monster of Shenxian.

Among the three, two of them used poison. They really deserved to be evil, they were all a bunch of scum.

Yang Lin raised his right arm, and found that his right arm was bruised and swollen, the roots of the tendons emerged, the blood vessels were blocked, and the movement of energy was not smooth.

"This Peng Lianhu is known as Qianshou Rentu, but Qianshou hasn't seen him yet, maybe there is no room for him to play.

The soft and strong internal force of this hand is not weak at all. "

Just now Peng Lianhu made a move, Yang Lin immediately counterattacked.

The two fought hard, and his arm was attacked by a huge internal force, his meridian was injured, and his blood was blocked.

Presumably, Peng Lianhu won't get much benefit either, if he bears the force of his punch, his arm should be broken and his palm split.

No force shall be used for at least three days.

Yang Lin chuckled twice, but he understood in his heart that this internal force still needs to be learned, it must be learned.

Obviously, his body is stronger and his strength is stronger.

However, when fighting, they are timid, and there are many methods that are not easy to use.

However, this kind of thinking is only available to him.

As for others.

You will only see him go to Yan Honglie's temporary residence alone, fight against the world's four first-class masters, and kill the ghost dragon king Sha Tongtian...

Under the siege of Peng Lianhu, Master Lingzhi, and Shenxian, he retreated completely.

Such momentum is enough to make people shudder.

……

Yang Lin stood in the shadow of the street, adjusted his breath, and breathed out the frost.

After a while, he spat out a few mouthfuls of dirty blood.

By the third mouthful of blood, it had turned bright red.

He breathed a long sigh of relief, his heart was fine, nothing serious happened.

Footsteps sound...

He, Peng, and Dong, the three village leaders, led dozens of people under them, each covering each other, and walked over cautiously.

He saluted respectfully, and said excitedly: "Master, if we fight today, the golden dog King Zhao will also be terrified. If he doesn't dare to harm the people in our Song Dynasty, the two sides of Taihu Lake should be fine."

"Where are those old coins? Didn't you get any of them?"

Yang Lin asked suddenly.

"That's not true. A few days ago, although the brothers were fighting and fleeing... there were also a few clever boys who, relying on their familiarity with the terrain, intercepted 3 bolts of silk and [-] taels of silver.

It's not a waste of time, and death is worth it. "

These days, human life is worthless.

With so much hard currency, it was enough to buy ten or eight Taihu lake villages.

"You can't take less pensions, double them... buy more delicious food for the rest, and buy some sophisticated weapons.

Drugs can't be saved either, you have trained your soldiers, the fight last time was really ugly.

Looking back, I will teach you a little hard work on the battlefield, choose brothers with good character and strong body... pass it on. "

"Yes, thank you Master."

He Liantang and the others pushed the Jinshan down the jade pillar, kneeling on the ground with tears in their eyes.

Dozens of people behind him knelt down in unison, weeping with gratitude.

This is not just a matter of pensions and livelihoods, but what Yang Lin said at the end, passing down martial arts.

A man who begs for life in the rivers and lakes.

He knows better than anyone how much a powerful martial art can do to him.

It is not only the best choice for life protection.

It is also a ladder to change destiny.

With Yang Lin's promise to pass on his skills, how can they not give up.

As for what to teach.

Thinking of Yang Lin's fierce fighting spirit before, even fighting against the four first-class masters, if he leaked any kung fu, they would never be able to use it for a lifetime.

He told Village Master He to send more people to keep an eye on the whereabouts of Wanyan Honglie and his party.

Yang Lin rode back to Guiyun Village.

He seems to be fine, in fact, both internal and external injuries.

It takes a few days of recuperation to fully recover.

Chapter 160 The Bird of Fright

Battle of Jiaxing Nanhu.

The thrilling story was spread in all directions along with the word of mouth of the eyewitnesses that day.

Everyone said that the heroes of Taihu Lake were heroic and bloody...the leader, Lu Guanying, a young hero, fought against the evil four tigers alone, and powerfully killed the ghost dragon king Sha Tongtian.

Forcing King Jin Wanyan Honglie to dare to leave the restaurant.

They can only stay in the heavy defense all day long, in fear all day long.

All of a sudden, the situation of Jiaxing Nanhu World War I spread almost throughout the city.

Even in Lin'an City, they started to make up some jokes, telling stories about Jianghu.

Among them, the heroic spirit of a young hero who is not afraid of the powerful and alone is indispensable.

It is said that after the officials heard the news, they dropped their cups in the side hall and cursed in anger.

Shi Songzhi even threatened that most of the people in the Jianghu were rebellious officials and thieves, and they had no ruler or father in their eyes, so they should send troops to suppress them.

I have to say that in the Song Dynasty, whether it was the Southern Song Dynasty or the Northern Song Dynasty, they were quite tolerant of the surnames of literati and merchants.

Although they are extremely weak externally, internally, they will basically not carry out any boring suppression of "crime for words".

Sneaky, whatever you say is fine.

Even if you talk about the royal family's private affairs, or spread the rumor about the corruption in the inner palace, everyone will just listen to it as a joke.

As long as you don't touch the cake of the upper class, basically no one will care about you.

As for Yang Lin's actions, it can be regarded as stepping on the red line, which aroused the envy and hatred of many people.

……

Contrary to these people, it is the cheers of the people at the bottom.

They just felt bad breath out of their hearts.

Since the first year of Jingkang, the dark clouds hanging over my heart have quietly faded a bit.

Some people hate, some people love, which is basically the characteristic of open speech and active thinking at this time.

Will not form a hall of words.

In other words, who hates Yang Lin the most?

Of course it was Wanyan Honglie and his party in Nanhuju Restaurant in Jiaxing, the Sixth King of the Kingdom of Jin, felt ashamed at this moment.

It was a good thing to come out this time.

As an envoy to the small court of the Southern Song Dynasty, he forced the other party's monarchs and ministers to submit. Not only did they offer all the old coins, but they also made up for the debts accumulated in previous years.

Wanyan Honglie actually has a sense of accomplishment.

He traveled all the way south, and what he met were not only the officials of the Song Dynasty, but also the people of the Song Dynasty who were cowering like chickens.

Seeing the golden cavalry pass by, these people are so cowardly and cowardly that they are worse than mice.

The sixth prince expressed his contempt for it.

He walked slowly through the big cities in a good mood, admiring the local food and scenery, seeing the customs and customs, and returned to Beijing in no hurry.

Along the way, I have gained some experience.

The Song court is not overcrowded, but the nearest Mongolia is a little unstable, and needs to be suppressed and controlled.

Those who should be killed should be killed, and those that should be closed should be closed.

Relying on the Jin Kingdom's million-strong army, he suppressed disobedience from all directions, and then opened up the land.

This is what Wanyan Honglie was supposed to do when he was born.

Ideal is plump, reality is skinny.

The front is fine.

After passing Jiaxing, Wanyan Honglie felt that his whole body was not well.