martial law

In a blink of an eye, she arrived beside Wei Zhenzhen.

"Uncle Yang."

Wei Zhenzhen was not tied up, presumably she knew she couldn't resist and was threatened, so she obediently came over.

She is a weak woman, and she has no other choice but to know the current affairs.

"All the medicine packs I bought were knocked over, and others were robbed, leaving only a little."

Seeing Yang Lin, Wei Zhenzhen was no longer afraid, she didn't cry when she was escorted to the flower hall, but now she was so wronged that she shed tears.

Not only were the medicinal materials overturned, but the big ginseng she had memorized for a while was also snatched by a gang and hid in her bosom.

This is what worries her the most.

You know, that ginseng tree cost 80 taels of silver.

"It's okay, such a big hall is so rich, is there still a little medicine missing?"

Yang Lin looked at Wei Zhenzhen and smiled gently.

Someone beside him laughed together, and a middle-aged man with a cold face clapped his hands and praised: "I thought that the one who killed Feng He's reckless man was a three-headed and six-armed master, but I didn't expect it to be a handicapped man. people.

It's really amazing to be able to practice this kind of lightness kung fu with bad legs and feet. "

"You are Luo Xian, the head of Yuzhu Hall?"

Yang Lin turned around and saw thirty or fifty crossbows aiming at him around the flower hall.

There were also three or four people beside Luo Xian, holding various weapons in their hands, eager to rush forward.

The eyeballs are like vicious wolves, just waiting for an order, they will tear themselves to pieces.

The person who was talking, with a sword on his waist, looked more like a scribe than a warrior, his eyes were like eagles, his nose was straight, his robe was loose, and he had a bit of demeanor.

When the mouse-eyed man was leading the way, Yang Lin had already questioned him carefully. He not only asked about the details of the eighteen generations of his ancestors, but also gave a clear account of the masters and strength of Yuzhutang.

It is said to be an ambush, but in fact, in Yang Lin's heart, it has long been transparent.

Knowing that it was a trap, but still barging in, just because Yang Lin wanted to come, it wasn't a mistake.

He shook his head: "I'm living a good life, but I want to die, why are you bothering?"

Luo Xian was stunned, and his eyes became extremely strange, as if he had heard something extremely absurd.

He raised his head and made a haha, the more he laughed, the bigger he laughed.

"It's interesting, it's so interesting, I wanted to recruit you, but I didn't expect that you are a person who doesn't know how to advance or retreat...

Since you want to court death, then let the arrow go as you wish. "

This man has a cruel heart and is decisive in his actions.

Once you decide on one thing, don't be merciless immediately.

With a wave of his hand, the crossbowmen surrounded outside the flower hall swished, and the arrows fell like rain.

A streak of black light shrieked and enveloped Yang Lin and Wei Zhenzhen.

Yang Lin stood quietly on the spot without moving, the smile on the corner of his mouth didn't fade away, Wei Zhenzhen's complexion was bleak, the corner of her mouth was also smiling, and she quietly closed her eyes.

The arrows rushed like locusts, Luo Xian just sneered, the mockery in his eyes hadn't dissipated, and his expression froze.

He saw that around Yang Lin's body, a light mask like a moonlight suddenly appeared, the light was distorted.

Even Wei Zhenzhen was shrouded in it.

As soon as the crossbow arrow hit it, it was as if it had been shot into a thick swamp, its speed dropped sharply, and it fell to the ground with a clanging sound.

"Grandmaster, a congenital master?"

Luo Xian almost lost his eyes in shock.

He had actually seen this situation before.

When Yin Kaishan, the leader of his own Bamboo Flower Gang, lifted the big ax with all his strength, there was such a ray of light.

It is simply invincible and difficult to resist.

He didn't know what this cold moonlight brilliance was.

That is the body-protecting zhenqi formed after the congenital zhenqi is cultivated.

Although it doesn't last long, it is more than enough to block the crossbow arrows shot by these ordinary people.

Unless, there are powerful masters, who can infuse the inner strength and true energy into the long arrows and shoot them, only then can they pose a little threat to masters of this level.

However, there is no such sharpshooter under his command.

At this moment, he felt like a dog in his heart.

You said that you are an innate master, hiding in a steamed stuffed bun shop, what is it?

Wherever you go, you are not a guest at the table, but a guest at the table?

There is no need to have fun with my Yutang subordinates...

"No, it's a misunderstanding."

Seeing that the situation was not good, Luo Xian screamed.

At this time, it is difficult to ride a tiger, neither to attack nor to stop.

Yang Lin didn't pay attention to Luo Xian's complexion, the head of Yutang, but looked at Wei Zhenzhen very strangely.

He found that there was no fear on this woman's face, which was completely different from the timid look before.

"Aren't you afraid?"

Seeing Wei Zhenzhen opened her eyes, Yang Lin asked.

"With Uncle Yang, I'm not afraid."

Wei Zhenzhen boldly replied, her eyes sparkling.

But I thought in my heart that even if I died, it was actually not terrible.

At the moment when the arrow rain came, she really thought she was dead.

After waiting for a while, I didn't feel any pain on my body. When I opened my eyes, I found the miraculous clear light around my body, and I couldn't move my eyes for a while.

"what is this?"

"It's some little tricks, you can learn them when you are free."

Yang Lin smiled softly, "However, we have to wait until I get rid of these ghosts and monsters first."

As soon as he said this, Yang Lin's eyes became indifferent.

The breath on his body rose to the sky, and his body, which was standing sick and weak, suddenly straightened up, and the whistle stick in his hand was slowly raised.

"Walk."

Luo Xian hissed and screamed, and stabbed out with a sword.

In the flower hall, there seemed to be a drizzle, and the dots of sword light sprinkled a piece of silver light.

He believes that the best defense is to attack, and if he wants to retreat, he must first make the opponent feel scruples.

In the arena, there are many precedents of acquired masters facing up to innate masters and escaping their lives.

There are even some rising stars with amazing talents, who are even more rebellious against the innate, stepping on the reputation of the master to rise to the top.

Relying on not only bravery, but also spiritual cultivation.

No matter at any time, under any circumstances, you will never lose your mind.

Able to maintain a mind like a mirror, and exert all of its combat power [-]% of the time.

Luo Xian has experienced many battles, and he can do it by asking himself.

He swung his sword in a slanting wind and light rain, which seemed to be a strong attack, but in fact it was blocking the enemy.

This set of Drizzle Swordsmanship is pervasive, the sword's edge is as strong as a needle, and it moves to attack the vital points. As long as the opponent is careless, he will hate the sword.

The three helmsmen yelled wildly, and in their hands, the chain hammer, the mace and the dragon-patterned stick hit them with a bang.

The four of them had a tacit understanding, and once they made a move, regardless of whether it succeeded or not, they immediately scattered and fled.

In the place of the Fourth World War in Yangzhou, the Bamboo Flower Gang has been fighting everywhere for these years.

He even assisted the officers and soldiers in defending the city a few times, but at this time, when he made a move, it was a violent storm, which made people breathless.

Yang Lin chuckled, a pitch-black wooden stick had been raised above his head, it didn't look fast, at least, it was much slower than Luo Xian's sword light.

However, as his stick reached its peak, the head of the stick sank and swung downward.

Everyone heard the roar of the dragon...

Two circling and roaring golden dragons appeared on the stick, sweeping and twisting in all directions.

Dragons fight in the wild.

Yang Lin's body was inconvenient to move, and he was unwilling to change his hands, which would affect the blood of the muscles and bones and aggravate the injury.

What's more, with Wei Zhenzhen standing beside him, it's not easy for him to rush around.

Of course, these people are not worthy of his use of too many means.

He simply used his true energy to drive the dragon with eighteen palms to fight in the field, turning his palms into sticks.

The golden dragon's vigor alternates between virtual and real, although it is a little less solid, its power is still extraordinary.

Knocked down with a stick, several feet in front of him, was beaten into a vacuum.

First, the drizzle-like sword light was dimmed by this stick, and then all kinds of weapons flew upside down.

boom……

The shadow of the stick smashed down heavily.

It seems slow but really fast.

It was obviously a wooden stick that fell down, but with heavy and low vibrations, the whole flower hall trembled slightly.

Before Luo Xian had time to fly away, he was hit on the top of the head by the heavy stick shadow.

Snapped……

The whole person was beaten into a fog of blood, and the upper body was completely lost.

The three helmsmen shouted and were about to flee.

However, he was swept up by the two phantom dragons and sucked into the stick shadow.

clap clap clap...

Three sounds, like beating leather.

The three of them flew upside down, knocked down several crossbowmen, and lay on the ground, spurting blood from their mouths, they were already dead.

Yang Lin smashed the four people to death with a single stick. Seeing the crossbowmen crying for their father and mother, screaming and running away in panic, he was speechless.

I thought that maybe I was too heavy handed, which frightened these people.

Fortunately, in addition to the leaders who were killed earlier, there were also a few well-dressed people in the flower hall.

Especially one of the seventeen or eighteen-year-old young men looked gentle and handsome. Although his eyes were slightly disturbed, he didn't run away directly, and he still seemed quite calm.

"What's your name? What is your position in the Bamboo Flower Gang?"

Yang Lin looked at the young man and asked with a smile.

"The villain Gui Xiliang is the incense master of Fengzhutang. His family teacher's surname is Shao, and he ordered next week. This time, he came to Yuzhutang for something. He didn't want to get involved with Yuzhutang's affairs. He has no grievances with Uncle Yang.

However, if Uncle Yang has something for the villain, please do not hesitate to ask, the villain will definitely go through fire and water, and will not hesitate to do so. "

"Yes, it is a talent."

Yang Lin nodded.

This man is a disciple of Shao Lingzhou, the military advisor of the Bamboo Flower Gang, and he doesn't seem to be stubborn, so he might as well save his life and do something.

Most importantly, the name sounded familiar to him.

If I want to heal my wounds, I need money and medicines, it's not good to let Wei Zhenzhen look for it by herself, it is always necessary to find some people to run errands.

"I've temporarily occupied this Yuzhu Hall, you gather the gang and obey my orders."