Chapter 150
Zhang Rongfang didn't know when he had rushed in front of him, and he made a series of vicious shots, and he couldn't leave the green horns on the ground.
"You!?" Huang Yixi had to intercept.
The two of them fought fast, and in a blink of an eye, they made dozens of moves.
Snapped.
The antidote pills were blown away and scattered all over the place.
The martial arts handed down by the Huang family is a ninth-grade swordsmanship called Hanshan Swordsmanship.
This sword technique is said to have been created by the ancestors of the Huang family when they watched the snow-capped mountains collapse and the deer marks in the flying snow during the cold winter season.
is mainly known for its quick and dense offensive like falling snow.
The falling snow is silent, falling from the sky, and there is nowhere to hide. This is the main idea of the Hanshan Sword Art.
On the other hand, Zhang Rongfang's martial arts are mainly based on the Daoist talisman technique.
At the same time, it combines many movements and footwork, making its movement and maneuvering become very strange and silent, like a giant python crawling at night.
The last key point is Eagle Claw.
makes up for the lack of attack power of the Daoist Talisman, and forms a perfect structure with eagle claws shooting and snake-like evasion.
Unconsciously, his martial arts have formed his own unique style.
Eagle and snake strike together, blending with symbols, and yin and yang complement each other.
The limit-breaking technique that broke out under such a structure is even more powerful.
Such a perfect martial arts structure, if you want to defeat Zhang Rongfang, you can only crush it from hard power.
Otherwise there is no way.
can only be faster than him, stronger offensively, and harder than eagle claws.
At this time, Huang Yixi felt uncomfortable.
The speed of Huang's movement lies in the intensive bursts, which can quickly establish an advantage in a face-to-face, and then crush and defeat the opponent.
But in the face of Zhang Rongfang, he felt a sense of suffocation.
But the problem is that he is an assassin-type master with a strong explosiveness and a short time, and he encounters an opponent with a very high evasion and maneuvering point like Zhang Rongfang.
Three moves down, one move fails, and one move only hits less than half of the power.
Only one move left can count as a hit.
But the problem is that at the same time he shot, Zhang Rongfang was also shooting.
He made three moves, and Zhang Rongfang could also make three moves.
On the rivers and lakes, all the superior martial arts with strict laws and famous schools have a common feature.
That is, offense and defense go hand in hand, there is defense in attack, and there is offense in defense.
The power of famous martial arts in tactics lies in this.
As for most other martial arts, attack is only attack, defense is only defense, there is no other consideration for follow-up, and the continuity of follow-up changes is not as good.
After dozens of moves, Huang Yixi swung his blade and made a big sweep, forcing Zhang Rongfang away.
He stepped back beside Qingjiao, sweat dripping from his forehead.
After all, his martial arts accomplishments are not as strong as Qingjiao, and at this time, he is already in a hurry to deal with it in series.
The opponent's martial arts are extremely restrained by Huang's martial arts.
Huangjia Hanshan swordsmanship is suitable for dealing with defense-oriented, or masters with both offense and defense, and the most feared is the speed type that focuses on dodge.
They are both rank 9. Often times, a little bit of mutual restraint brings a little bit of advantages that are constantly superimposed and enlarged.
"No matter, you are lucky." Zhang Rongfang did not pursue, but stood in place and moved his fingers.
"Today can be considered enjoyable, but it's a pity that there are fewer people."
Before he could finish his words, he suddenly retreated, ran away into the distance, and disappeared into the darkness in a blink of an eye.
watched him leave completely, and there was no movement around.
Huang Yixi still did not dare to relax his vigilance, he has been standing in place without moving, on high alert.
Time ticks by.
Until Qingjiao groaned in pain and fell to the ground.
He was alerted, and quickly put down the knife to check Qingjiao's injury.
Quickly use the medicine on his body to take it, then stop the bleeding, and make a simple bandage.
Qingjiao slowly woke up, struggling to grab his hand.
"You came back alone? What about the others!?"
"Others!?" Huang Yixi was stunned for a moment, recalling what the other party said just now, a trembling surged from his heart to his scalp.
He was numb all over, stood up suddenly and rushed in the direction the others were following.
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Under the shadow of night.
On the official road from Wushan Mansion to Shujiabao.
Teams of dead men from the Golden Wings Building rushed out halfway, and under the leadership of Broken Valley and Tongxin, they charged wildly.
This time is the time when they will atone for their sins. If they don't show it again, they will be waiting for them by means of the current spirit messengers. Life will definitely be worse than death.
The servants of the Huang family, under the leadership of Huang Lanxin, followed a lot of high-level masters, who were on their way.
Suddenly halfway through, the dead man of the Golden Wings Tower, who had been prepared for a long time, rushed in together.
The eighth-rank masters headed by Duangu took the lead in charging.
The numbers of both sides are similar, but the overall strength gap is not small.
Duangu and other high-end masters were matched against Huang Lanxin and other high-end masters. But the rest were in a mess.
There are not many high-level experts among those ordinary servants, and they face the killer of the Golden Winged Building, face the highly poisonous black hand and hidden weapons, and so on.
One quarter of the people lost their combat effectiveness and fell to the ground.
when!
Huang Lanxin tried his best to push through Duangu, took a step back, and kicked a flying knife from nowhere with his backhand.
But after such a delay, Duangu rushed forward again, his palms with huge power wearing iron gloves, like iron, slammed on his machete knife.
Dangdang!
Huang Lanxin was shaken all over. He was also an 8th rank. He was already old and frail, and he was no match for a young and strong 8th rank like Duangu.
He is already over sixty years old, and he can hold it up until now because of the continuous use of limit-breaking techniques.
At this time, in the face of Duangu, who majored in external power and hard power, he couldn’t stand it any longer.
The huge force suppressed the blade and slammed into his chest.
Poof.
Huang Lanxin's chest was tight, she couldn't breathe, and her whole body was weak.
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His throat was caught by Duogu's hands, and he twisted heavily.
In the blink of an eye, a big head was twisted off and pulled out.
"Ah!!" Duangu raised his head high and shouted suddenly.
"Huang Lanxin is dead!"
The rest of the Huang family's masters all looked towards this side. When they saw Huang Lan's new head, their expressions changed drastically, some turned and fled, and some looked crazy, wanting to rush up to take revenge.
But more often, he was distracted by the hesitation of the tricks, and was cut off and stabbed by the Golden Winged Tower masters in front of him.
The situation changed dramatically, Huang Jiading gave up resistance one after another, and those who fled, knelt down and begged for mercy.
Not far away, Zhang Rongfang stood in the empty space of the official road, quietly looking at the battlefield.
"The ups and downs of life are just like the green leaves on the tree, which fall in spring and autumn. It is natural."
He turned around and looked at Huang Yixi, who was approaching rapidly, with bright and moving joy in his eyes.
"When I kill someone, I'm like a gardener pruning leaves, removing the old and keeping the new, and metabolizing. Only by removing rot can you grow muscle.
Green leaves are like this, people’s hearts are like this, good and evil are also like this. "
He looked at Huang Yixi's eyes that almost lost his mind because of his anger.
"So, I am for the entire Wushan Mansion, to get rid of the evil and keep the good.
You Huang Family and Hailong are the greatest evil.
is the dead leaf that is destined to fall. "
"Am I right?"
"I want to kill you ah ah ah ah ah!! Extreme state: turn the bell !!!"
Huang Yixi's whole body's blood vessels were agitated, swelled, blue-black, and her figure quickly swelled in a small circle.
He held a knife in both hands and rushed towards Zhang Rongfang with all his strength.
Zhang Rongfang also bulged all over his body, the muscles of his upper body bulged rapidly, each block like a rock, and the violent qi and blood erupted layer by layer in his body.
The huge power brought by the double heavy mountains quickly condensed on the eagle claws of both hands.
Under the moonlight, on the official road.
The two approached quickly, one fast and the other slow.
One movement and one stillness.
The knife and the claw collided in an instant.
is like a violent snow rushing towards the soaring giant eagle.
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"It's so late, why isn't Rong Fang at home? He hasn't come to eat at home much recently, and I don't know if he's lost weight. The food boxes I sent to him are all finished."
Shangshifu.
Zhang Rongyu, in a long royal blue dress, took a walk and rest in the back garden with Lu Meisha.
"Sister-in-law, what do you care about him? That man stays behind all day, and doesn't know what he's doing. Oh, seeing that he has entered the class at the age of eighteen now, his future will not be bad." Lu Meisha wanted to say a few words. Zhang Rongfang's bad words came to his lips, but he stopped and held back.
She originally looked down on Zhang Rongfang and her brother, thinking that they were a drag on her brother.
But after thinking about it, Zhang Rongfang's talent showed her some demeaning words could not be said.
An eighteen-year-old warrior, no matter how bad it is, will not be too weak.
If things go well in the future, at the age of 30, maybe they can be mixed into the sixth grade, which is worthy of entering the high-grade category.
To belittle Zhang Rongfang at this time is to belittle those high-quality subordinates under his brother.
She can't be so stupid no matter what.
And recently, things have happened in a row, and from Zhang Rongyu's response, she has seen that this sister-in-law is really well-organized except for her background.
"Speaking of which, Misa, your attitude towards Rong Fang seems to have changed a bit?" Zhang Rongyu smiled and looked at the sister-in-law.
"Who changed his attitude with him?" Lu Meisha turned her face away, "Sister-in-law, don't talk nonsense!"
"Remember what your brother said at the beginning? Actually, Rong Fang is not bad by nature, but he is a little impulsive in doing things. Now he has started to practice martial arts, and his body is much stronger than before. Your brother will recommend him in the future."
"Sister-in-law, don't talk about it, I don't care about anyone! I'm not in a hurry." Lu Meisha snorted, "By the way, I have something good here, sister-in-law, look."
She turned her pretty face to a smile, and took out a small bottle with black and silver patterns from the bag behind her.
"What is this?" Zhang Rongyu asked curiously.
"This is called Cuixiang Dan, which I stole from my house. It's something my mother used before. Taking one tablet can make your body fragrant for a long time. It can last at least a month!"
"It is said that it can also have the effect of beauty and beauty, making the body better and less pain."
Lu Meisha said, and handed the bottle to Zhang Rongyu.
"this is for you."
These days, after being provoked by Zhang Rongfang's incident, she thought about it carefully and found that she did have a prejudice against Zhang Rongyu.
Thinking about it carefully, back then, my elder brother was mad from time to time, and he would grab people around him and beat and scold him, and even some of his servants were beaten to death.
In addition, the birthmark on his face was disfigured, so that no woman around was willing to take care of him.
After that, he continued to find people to exchange with, and finally got a proper wife, but the proper wife was someone who had a strong desire to control.
From the moment of entry, I have been uneasy and kind.
Now that woman is gone, leaving Zhang Rongyu.
Only a simple, beautiful and gentle woman like her can tolerate her brother and make his madness get better and better now.
She thought about it all and found that indeed, since her sister-in-law Zhang Rongyu entered the school, her brother has been getting better day by day.
Therefore, now she has gradually begun to change her views on Zhang Rongyu.
"Is it really for me?" Zhang Rongyu was surprised and couldn't believe it.
"Of course! I specially brought it home for you, don't worry, only spiritual nobles can get this thing, ordinary people don't have this qualification." Lu Meisha said sternly.
"Misha. You didn't look down on me and Rong Fang, and you were so kind to me" Zhang Rongyu gently held her hand, her beautiful eyes showing a touch of emotion.
As if not paying attention, she brushed lightly over Lu Meisha's body.
's hand was like an electric shock, causing the latter to shudder unconsciously, a touch of tenderness and itchiness flooding into his heart.
"It's nothing, but I also thought about it, and felt that I did a lot of things wrong before. A person can't decide his origin, sister-in-law, you are better than most spiritual people in many ways"
"Meisha!" Zhang Rongyu put her arms around Lu Meisha and pressed her hands lightly on her back and hips.
For some reason, Lu Meisha only felt numbness and itching where her sister-in-law touched, and her body felt strange.
"Thank you!" My sister-in-law's voice came in my ears. The shock made her earlobes numb, and there was an indescribable comfort.
Unconsciously, Zhang Rongyu in front of him gradually overlapped with the long-dead figure in Lu Meisha's memory.
She suddenly understood why her brother liked Zhang Rongyu so much.
(end of this chapter)
