The prince is very fierce

Song Ying knew what happened in the Tang family in the past. It was a fact that Ning Yuhe's mother was beaten to death. It was also known that Xu Buling was Ning Yuhe's sworn brother. Now Xu Buling suddenly came to kill Tang Jiao under the pretext of "blood revenge". If this really happened in front of the emperor, he would probably only scold Xu Buling for being reckless and Tang Jiao's death was in vain.

Song Ying couldn't deal with Zhu Liu alone. If two people surrounded Xu Buling and killed Tang Jiao, how could he fight?

Tang Jiao also saw the current situation and guessed that Song Ying might not care about him, so he quickly said:

"Song Lord, Jia Gonggong, my Tang family is loyal to the court, and all the children in the family serve in the army. What happened back then was done by my second uncle Tang Zun. Even if I am at fault, I am not guilty of death. You have to make the decision for me."

Song Ying gritted his teeth and looked at Zhu Liu who was finally surrounded, and said coldly:

"Xu Shizi, the Investigation Department is handling an important case. You have a grudge with the Tang family. You can investigate it thoroughly afterwards. If you continue to make trouble..."

Xu Buling's eyes were slightly cold: "If you speak so presumptuously again, I will deal with you justified. I will not interfere with your investigation, and you should not stop me from taking revenge. We don't interfere with each other. If you insist on obstructing my revenge and messing up the case, it is your own fault. It has nothing to do with me."

"..."

The situation was deadlocked, and the four people looked at each other.

Zhu Liu was not a fool. He could take revenge another day. His son-in-law had finally given him a chance to escape. He could not stand there and wait for death. He immediately flew out of the manor.

Zhu Liu moved, and Jia Gonggong followed him like a shadow. Several golden threads shot out from his sleeves and stabbed Zhu Liu's vital points.

Song Ying held the knife in one hand and quickly approached Zhu Liu.

"Tang Jiao! Give me your life!"

Xu Buling stabbed Tang Jiao with a single sword and his momentum was like a rainbow.

Even if Tang Jiao was hacked to death, he dared not touch Xu Buling, otherwise he would be wrong even if he was right, and the emperor could not protect him, so he could only retreat in fear:

"Song Lord! Song Lord! Save me!"

Song Ying was furious, but he could not ignore the weak-footed Wu Kui appointed by the emperor. He could only hand Zhu Liu to Jia Gonggong, turned around and rushed to Tang Jiao, angrily saying:

"You are obstructing the work of the Investigation Department, and your intention is unclear. Even if you are the prince of a vassal king, I can take you to Chang'an and let the emperor investigate carefully."

The Investigation Department has the responsibility to supervise all officials and princes. Although it is a private act, almost everyone knows it.

With Song Ying's official position, he can indeed send Xu Buling to Chang'an for the emperor's political review, but without the emperor's permission, he generally dare not touch the son of a vassal king on his own initiative. At this time, he just found a reasonable excuse to drive Xu Buling away.

Xu Buling knew what was going on. There were only four martial arts masters on the scene. If they fought against each other, Zhu Liu would not be overwhelmed. However, this matter was too sensitive. It would be difficult to explain to the emperor, so he had to put on a good show:

"How dare you suspect me of having ulterior motives?"

"If you have a clear conscience, you should avoid it for now and settle accounts with Tang Jiao another day."

"Do I need to listen to your instructions when I am doing things? I will kill Tang Jiao today, even if the Jade Emperor comes."

"If you insist on obstructing me, don't blame me for offending you for doing my job impartially!"

In public, three warnings were fruitless, so it was natural for Song Ying to take action. As long as he didn't kill or maim him, even if Prince Su came, he would have nothing to say.

Eunuch Jia was chasing the Sword Saint Zhu Liu alone, but it was difficult to capture him. Song Ying was also afraid that the great achievement he had just achieved would be lost. He did not hesitate any longer, put away his goose-feather knife, and rushed towards Xu Buling with bare hands, ready to capture Xu Buling first and then help Eunuch Jia.

When fighting between troops, it is not allowed to use knives, otherwise the nature of the fight will change.

Xu Buling can kill the imperial guards with problems, but it is not easy to kill the emperor's close ministers who have not made any mistakes. The opponent is unarmed, and he will definitely be caught by the court if he uses a sharp weapon. At that moment, he could only throw the sword on the ground and face Song Ying with bare hands.

The cold wind is like a knife, cutting across the mountains and fields.

The long river is like a dragon, entrenched outside the manor. The four strongest warriors in Dayue rushed to the bloody square before the long night ended and the dawn rose.

The Tang family children who stayed behind retreated a hundred steps, watching the warriors trembling in fear, afraid of being accidentally injured by the amazing skills under the high wall, and afraid of missing this duel that would surely spread throughout the world.

Eunuch Jia was famous in the Three Kingdoms for sixty years, Zhu Liu Song Ying was the leader of contemporary warriors, at the age when warriors were the most powerful, and Xu Buling was a rising star, the strongest of the younger generation.

The most powerful martial arts leaders of the three generations of old, middle-aged and young gathered here. It might be difficult to find a fight of the same scale even a hundred years ago.

Fists are afraid of young people, and sticks are afraid of old men...

There are various results and different evaluations on the distinction between the strengths of masters in the rivers and lakes, but if there is no real fight, there will be no clear result.

Because the warriors who have reached the pinnacle of the world cannot be calculated by common sense!

Bang

The fist blew away the falling snow. Song Ying's black wolf guard clothes swelled up, and he strode forward like an unstoppable chariot. Although he had no sword in his hand, the "speed" of the Cao family sword was still displayed.

The black robe was like a night crow flying on the snow, but in the blink of an eye, it crashed in front of Xu Buling, who was in a white robe like snow.

However, this swift punch did not hit anything except for a burst of fist wind.

The bluestone floor tiles of the square were stepped on and lifted up, leaving two pits in the original place.

Xu Buling may not be as clever and flexible as Chen Daozi, but in terms of explosive power, the heroes in the world are no better.

After the loud noise, Xu Buling's body smashed the wind and snow, turned around and made a "dragon tail swing", and his right leg turned into a powerful steel whip, whipping towards Song Ying's waist and abdomen.

The force of this kick was so great that it almost tore the fabric on the leg. Just seeing the momentum made the martial arts fans watching from afar feel nervous.

Song Ying knew that Xu Buling had knocked down Xue Chengzhi, and he was not careless. However, the Cao family swordsmanship was fast, so it must be extremely strong and masculine, and use unparalleled power to drive the body to raise the speed to an extreme that ordinary people could not reach.

To put it simply, Song Ying's way of practicing martial arts was faster than Xu Buling's way of fighting in battle formations, and his strength was weaker. Apart from that, there was not much difference.

Before the enemy met, it was difficult for each other to realize this subtle difference.

Song Ying was slightly faster than Xu Buling. Facing a kick that swept like a dragon's tail, he naturally chose to block with his right hand and grab with his left hand, trying to break the move and counter Xu Buling at the same time.

But using one hand to block Xu Buling's full-strength and almost brutal whip kick, the consequences were obvious.

Bang

After the muffled sound, Song Ying's body paused visibly.

Song Ying raised his right arm to block the whip kick, but failed to stop its momentum. The force of a mountain pressing down on his arm was too much for a single arm to bear, and was directly pressed against his chest, or bumped into his chest.

Under the blow, the back of the black wolf guard's tights was suddenly torn apart, and Song Ying's forward figure was instantly turned into a cooked shrimp. He was swept out by a kick while bending his waist, and hit the ground and cracked the stone bricks, and then bounced off the ground and continued to fly backwards.

"Wow"

The onlookers in the martial arts world obviously did not expect that Song Ying, who had shocked the martial arts world for many years, would be kicked so far away in one encounter.

Such a terrifying whip kick, if it hit any of them, would probably kill them on the spot.

But Song Ying was not just a name for nothing. He might not be able to beat the swordsman Zhu Liu in swordsmanship alone, but his overall combat power was not much worse than Zhu Liu.

After receiving Xu Buling's whip kick and bouncing off the ground, Song Ying had already stabilized his body in the air, and his feet landed accurately on the dragon shadow behind him.

"Ah"

Song Ying bent his knees slightly and jumped, rushing back horizontally at a faster speed than flying out.

Xu Buling swept out with a leg, and did not stand still to give the opponent a chance to breathe. He stomped on the ground and rushed out almost following Song Ying who flew out, intending to pursue the victory and kill him with a set of consecutive attacks.

Song Ying bounced back from the screen wall without losing his balance, and naturally collided with Xu Buling.

Song Ying had already noticed that Xu Buling's physical strength was a bit terrifying, and he could not treat him with common sense. When he rushed back, he had changed his tactics, jumped up in the air and performed a "Tiger Climbing" and hit Xu Buling's jaw with his knee.

For a mortal, the only moves that can bring out the most power are side kicks and knee strikes. A frontal hit will basically kill or cripple a person. If it is used on a master-level expert, it is easy to kick a beam and break a pillar.

Xu Buling is a man of iron and steel, and it is impossible for him to stand and let Song Ying kick him. He is not as arrogant as Song Ying. He roots his feet into the ground and crosses his hands in front of his chest.

Bang

His knee hit his arm, as if hitting a wall.

Xu Buling's arms did not move, but his boots slid back a distance, leaving two grooves on the snow and gravel.

After unloading the power contained in the "Tiger Mountain Climbing", Xu Buling's hands were put back to his waist, and the Tongbeimen's signature skill "Golden Dragon Closing Mouth" was blasted out at this moment.

Song Ying's reaction was not slow at all. The knee strike could not break the defense. His right hand stabbed three times in a flash, using his fingers as swords to point at Xu Buling's forehead, throat, and heart.

Every move is a sure kill. A half step slower means the difference between life and death.

The onlookers, including Ning Yuhe and Zhu Manzhi, just watched the excitement and had no idea what moves the two people used in the fight.

In a flash, fists and feet met, Xu Buling rushed out with two palms, and after hitting Song Ying's chest, he turned around and blocked his throat and heart with his arms, and fought hard to hit Song Ying with his forehead.

After a muffled sound, Song Ying flew out again and hit the Panlong Wall, directly knocking a gap in the broken Panlong Wall.

Xu Buling also lost his unstoppable momentum just now, fell back on the snow, slid more than ten steps away, and slapped the ground to stand up. There was an obvious red mark on his forehead, as if he had opened his eyes.

Although it was just a finger and not a long sword, the power contained in this move was not small. After getting up, my head was still buzzing, and even my vision was slightly blurred.

But no matter what, I resisted this time.

Under the attention of many martial artists on the high wall, Xu Buling waved his sleeves and rushed towards the collapsed Panlong Wall again.

Song Ying was hit by the "Golden Dragon Mouth" in the chest, and was obviously more embarrassed than Xu Buling. After hitting the Panlong Wall, he fell to the ground with a muffled groan, then forced himself to get up, pulled out the Yanling knife at his waist, and rushed towards Eunuch Jia who was chasing Zhu Liu:

"Eunuch Jia, Zhu Liu can be left to me!"