martial law

His own nursing home, as well as the horses pulling the cart, should be the person who chased and cut him.

The opponent is not not chasing.

Instead, he knew that there was no need to chase after the injury of one person and one horse, and he would fall to death within a short distance.

Behind these three people, there seems to be some movement from Yuewang Temple...

Yang Lin could vaguely hear a man's voice laughing, very proud.

"I thought it was that old guy Wu Zhongda who came, and I was thinking that this time I could avenge myself..."

The tall man with knife marks on his face sneered and said, "I didn't expect that it was you, a playboy... What a bad luck. Is there no one in your Yang family? You still dare not come here to die."

"It's the Qianjiang Water Bandit, who actually went ashore."

As soon as this man spoke, Yang Lin guessed their identities.

Most of the bandits who had enmity with the Yang family met when they were transporting medicinal materials to the north.

Once, a large amount of medicine from the Yang family was robbed by a gang of water bandits on the Qianjiang River, and some members of the Yang family were also killed.

Later, Uncle Da brought some men and horses to break the opponent's lair. It is said that he even slashed the face of the water bandit leader Tie Sha.

It's a pity that the opponent was very sophisticated, seeing that the situation was not right, he abandoned some of his men and fled.

The tall man in front of him had a ferocious shark head tattooed on the exposed skin on his shoulder, his identity was obvious.

"It's us, I didn't expect it..."

"Where's the Plum Blossom Pirate?" Yang Lin got off his horse and strode forward, breathing evenly, his blood rising and his heart full of murderous intent.

Since there is a festival with the Yang family, then there is no need to say more.

It is in vain to say.

"You want to save people? Haha, just wait. Wouldn't it be good to wait to be a cheap uncle?"

The tall man looked up to the sky and laughed, not caring about Yang Lin's aggressive approach.

The other party is a little boy with thin skin and tender flesh. In the Yang family, he is notoriously useless. How can he be a threat?

Chapter 025

"I come."

The bald man holding a short stick with the eyebrows in his hand smiled and moved forward.

"I'm worried that I'll be broken by you. This kid is really handsome. Let's catch him alive and don't waste it."

Yang Lin squeezed his fist, his eyes became colder.

He was already ten steps away from the man with the stick, very close.

"Hey, look at your little expression, you still want to hit someone, come here, hit here, if you take a step back, your surname will not be Zhang."

The bald man danced a stick flower with a long stick in his hand, and the stick stood up in front of him, patting his open black-haired chest, laughing unscrupulously.

"it is good."

Yang Lin kicked his feet one by one, like water skiing, and jumped in front of the bald man.

He bowed his back, his figure suddenly swelled up a circle, and he punched out, causing the bones to crackle and explode.

Bones clanked.

Heihu poked his heart out.

A punch was thrown out, with a deep whistle, like a large blunt weapon being waved, and hearing the sound made people feel bored.

wow...

The bald man's smile froze, and before he had time to respond, his entire breastbone collapsed.

There is a large bulge on the back, and a protruding fist mark appears.

He only let out a gurgling sound from his throat, and his body flew upside down like a kite, hitting the wall of Yuewang Temple heavily.

A few blue bricks were knocked down, and dust rose.

Yang Lin slowly retracted his fist and shook his head.

"You can't even give a little reputation, so arrogant?"

He was a little dissatisfied.

This guy seemed to be a good player, but he was beaten to death by himself, but he didn't contribute any gains.

Disgusting and useless.

"Old five..."

Duan Shuiliu, a tall and strong man with a scarred face, slightly tightened his grip on the knife, and the hairs on his body stood up.

Look away.

Bones clanging, fists whistling, this is a bright and strong player in the bone forging period, not the useless playboy in the imagination.

Hidden so deep?

Before he could decide whether to fight or retreat, he saw the second brother in leather armor with fluffy hair, who had already thrown away half of the roast chicken in his hand, swooped forward, and punched out.

I forgot, the second brother and the fifth brother have a very good relationship.

Now, you don't have to think about how to decide.

Duan Shuiliu's heart beats...

He stepped forward with an arrow step, and a shadow of the knife danced in his hand. With his hands interlaced, the knife went with him, cutting obliquely towards Yang Lin's waist and abdomen.

This type of knife sinks violently, first lures the enemy with the light of the knife, and then highlights and cuts horizontally, it is difficult for ordinary people to defend against.

Especially after following the fist of the man in leather armor, it added some concealment.

Also a little more insidious.

Duan Shuiliu was born in a fisherman's family in Qianjiang when he was young. On that day, he picked up an old man who was sick and passed out at the gate of the village. Because his parents were not weak in fishing, they were not considered poor.

He didn't know how to think about it, maybe it was because he couldn't bear it suddenly, maybe it was because he suddenly remembered his grandfather who died of illness, so he took the old man back home...

After a few days, the old man recovered from his illness. Before he left, he kept half a book of sword techniques, practiced it several times with a stick, and left like this.

Duan Shuiliu is also very knowledgeable, so he carefully wrote down his movements.

Later, I learned a little rough writing from the old master in the village, and practiced according to the knife manual...

Finally, some results were achieved.

These days, if you don't bully others, you will be bullied.

After the death of his parents, Duan Shuiliu wandered around, hungry and full.

Slowly it becomes very fierce...

Until later they robbed houses, killed people and set fire to them.

I don't know how many dead souls have been added under the knife.

When he was older and more knowledgeable, he also figured out that the half set of saber techniques he had learned came from the hacking and hanging saber techniques.

It's a pity that when I first started learning, I didn't learn everything and didn't lay a solid foundation. When I had the opportunity to get more boxing and sword scores, I couldn't get rid of the bad habit of self-study and self-practice, and my realm didn't improve quickly.

He is now in his 30s, and he is away from Ming Jin forging his bones, and he is still short of the last threshold without breaking through.

However, it doesn't matter, his biggest advantage is his height and strength, and his natural strength is extraordinary.

Even if his cultivation level is not high, and his physique makes up for it alone, ordinary bright and strong players may not be able to beat him by force.

Watching the two attack like crazy, the momentum is very fierce.

Yang Lin shook his head slightly, it was all putting on airs.

That's how weak the foundation is.

The man in leather armor running in front had a pair of fists, which seemed to be strong, but his base was unstable, and the purpose of his attack was too obvious.

It is the easiest to be seen through the intention, so as to hit the key point.

As for the man holding the knife behind him, although his knife skills are insidious and well-organized, the weapon in his hand is heavy.

But he doesn't leave room for his shots, he can send but can't take back, which is really a big taboo in offense and defense.

therefore.

Facing the incoming fist, Yang Lin turned his body slightly, took a step diagonally, and turned his fist into a palm, wrapping around the opponent's arm like a vine wrapped around a tree.

One type of outer arms, shoulders and waist exert strength, and gently lift.

The man in the leather armor couldn't stand on his feet. He was lifted up by Yang Lin's arm, and his body drew an arc, uncontrollably facing the knife light attacking from the side behind him.

Duan Shuiliu slashed out with his sword, his arms strengthened, like a bull rushing into battle, and a fierce light shot out from his eyes.

Unexpectedly, the figure in front of him shook.

The target of his blade was no longer that innocent looking rich young master, but a brother with a different surname that he had been with for more than ten years.

"Second child..."

Duan Shuiliu let out a mournful cry, and watched helplessly as his second brother was cut across the abdomen by himself.

Intestines, blood, splashed all over the ground...

He has been fighting for a long time and has a fierce nature.

Seeing that the man in leather armor had been killed by mistake, while feeling sad in his heart, his hands were not soft at all.

Instead, he moved the knife harder again.

The shape of the body spins sharply, and the momentum of the knife becomes stronger.

The Wuwu knife made a sharp howling sound, and slashed towards Yang Lin like rain.

Roll, strangle, split, hang, chop, unload, cut, pick, plunder...

He only felt that it was the first time that he used what he had learned in his life so heartily.

The mood is agitated, and the blood is boiling.

For the first time, he saw the dawn of the sword art realm that he could not break through for a long time.

Oolong plate...

Duan Shuiliu let out a long whistle, and the big knife in his hand cut out a ball of black light. While swimming around, he could see no one in the light of the knife.

If it was normal, Yang Lin might have learned about a new martial art when he saw it.

After all, every kind of martial arts has its merits, and he doesn't have any special opinions. When he sees that it is useful, he directly integrates it into his own boxing philosophy. This is serious.

To improve martial arts, you don't have to rely on your reputation to find a way.

He also discovered that when he practiced boxing every day, his energy and blood were actually improving slightly.

At the same time, the muscles and bones gradually become stronger.

However, this process may be very long, and there is no immediate effect.

But you can't give up hard training just because you grow slower, but just wait to enjoy the benefits. This kind of thinking is bad.

Of course, academic research is one thing, and the current life-and-death struggle is another.

The fourth sister, Yang Ying, still don't know what's going on?

How can there be so much time to feed and fight.

Seeing the oolong hovering in front of him.

Yang Lin's eyes became brighter, he took a long breath, stepped forward in the mud, and punched like an arrow.

With one hand up, the other hand down, in the light of the knife, rubbing his body and entering...

The white steam is steaming on the head, and the blood runs through the top.

Boom boom boom...

One step at a time, one punch at a time, like a landslide.

bang...