The style of the knife handle is more important than the stance of the sword. The reason is that the sword has two edges and one tip. You can pick and prick as you like without too many restrictions. You just want the highest posture and intention. But the sword is different. This sword is made out of it. Good or bad, a discerning person can roughly guess the level of the person's skill in wielding the sword when he sees the sword handle posture. A good sword posture must come from a high-end posture, or a hidden edge, or a way to win with speed. The number of steps can be seen from the posture of beating people and weighing knives.
It was also the time when Tang Bufeng knelt down with a smile on his face. Xiong Zan, who was as tall as a person sitting on the ground, was peeling off the skin and flesh of the Lou family member. Although it was just a small taste, he still had lingering resentment, and he continued to use it. A pair of heavy palms slapped the corpse several times, making a clear sound of bone cracking. Hearing Tang Bufeng's voice from the side, he stood up and roared twice, and struck the swordsman with one palm, bringing up countless fallen leaves. The force was the most ferocious, with a body weighing a thousand kilograms, and a single palm wider than a person's head, it was difficult for him to do so. Hard shake.
Although Tang Bufeng was called Madman Tang by others for more than twenty years, the strength in this palm also made him frightened. He quickly ducked down to avoid the palm, stepped back a few steps, and grasped the knife. Handle shook his head.
After all, Xiong Zhen was a Xiong Zhen, and he certainly had a strong body. If the front paw had been hit hard, not to mention if he fought again, he would probably have his belt and flesh torn off in large pieces, and he would probably be hit on the forehead even if he was slapped. The muscles and bones are all broken, and it is difficult to resist and move around. It is a pity that Xiong Zan used such a palm and did not know how to change his moves.
A palm fell in the air. Xiong Zan probably had some intelligence and knew that the knife-weighing man in front of him was not an ordinary person. At least he was much more skilled than the man whose chest was smashed just now, so he simply ignored it. With the meal in front of him, he stood up and rushed towards the young man weighing the knife. Tang Bufeng dodged again, and this pounce fell into the air again, but it lifted the giant tree behind Tang Bufeng and knocked it crookedly. The roots of the tree almost poked out of the deep soil, and countless dead branches and fallen leaves of the surrounding shrubs rose up. Come on, the momentum is huge.
Xiong Yan probably knew that the person in front of him was extremely difficult to deal with. At least he moved around like this. He missed two or three blows in succession. His breathing became more and more urgent. His movements did not stop for a moment. He missed the target and immediately raised a pair of forepaws to sweep across. Several times, Tang Bufeng was forced to stand in front of a square feldspar, and the fur all over his body shook wildly as he bumped straight into the latter.
Blood splashed all over the floor.
Tang Bufeng finally handed over the knife, stepped on Xiong Bufeng's head, and cut along his shoulder. Xiong Bufeng raised his head in pain and used the sharp claws of his hands to sweep Tang Bufeng to the ground, but Tang Bufeng The back of Xiong Zan's head jumped again, and another knife hit Xiong Zan's shoulder. He immediately jumped onto the feldspar, put away the knife, and looked very depressed.
"The strength is enough, but unfortunately it's not fast enough, and it's not cruel enough. If I were you, the first palm would be a feint. It's meant to sweep away the force that will kill you if you hit it, but it will hurt you when you touch it. It's slightly weakened, and when the move is made, If you add a few more chapters, it will be better than it is now."
He made several moves in succession, but all failed. This extremely large bear was naturally furious, not to mention that his shoulders had been severely injured by Tang Bufeng's sword. Blood splashed down the fur all over his body, and his roar was even louder than before, and again He tirelessly rushed towards that person.
A ray of sword light swam out from Tang Bufeng's long purple sheath sword.
It seems that the morning dew has not dried up, and the morning light is slowly falling in the deep forest, flowing around the blade.
Xiong Yan opened his eyes wide and turned around on his own. He did not rush in front of the swordsman. Instead, he stepped back a few steps and looked at the hazy sword light, like mist.
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Mu, in the end, couldn't care less about anything else and quickly turned around and left, returning the same way.
Tang Bufeng didn't stop him, he slowly climbed onto the horse and followed the bloody water behind the bear. In no time, he saw the cave at the bottom of the mouth. He looked at it with interest, but never stepped into it. He squinted his eyes and looked around, muttered something cruel, and left directly.
There was still a strong burnt smell at the entrance of the bear's cave. During the previous attack season, Tang Bufeng had already noticed that the bear's hind legs were seriously injured and it also had a burnt smell. Now that he saw this cave, he thought about the bear just now. The man from the Lou family clearly deliberately led this bear to the Mu family. Naturally, he was well aware of the method involved, which can be described as extremely vicious. It is probably because there were too many people among the eight tribes participating in the hunt just now, and they were too many and confused, and they did not want to leave any clues on their own, so they came up with such a sinister trick to cause the bears to explode and hurt people. If it were today I had never been here before, so most of Mu's manpower would have been lost a lot.
"The Xumeng Mansion, more than ten tribes, and these eight tribes really all have their own ideas, but I don't know how long it will be before the entire Great Yuan falls into the hands of the Xumeng Mansion."
Everyone is thinking about others when they first gain momentum, and deliberately avoids the icing on the cake and relies on such forces. What they consider is the propriety and vision of doing things. At first glance, there is not much wrong with it, but according to today's Lou family The methods used to suppress Mu's family were mixed with a number of extremely vicious tricks. Even Tang Bufeng, who had always been reluctant to speculate on people's hearts, was often speechless and his eyes were filled with coldness when he thought about it carefully.
A few miles away, more than a thousand of Lou's knights stood on a high place. The leading man hung the knife on the saddle again, and looked into the distance. However, it was blocked by countless branches and bushes, and he could not clearly see the Xiongzhi Cave. His expression was confused for a moment.
"The Lou family and the Mu family were established by the founder of the Great Yuan Dynasty. It is not a fallacy to say that most of the more than ten tribes were originally branched out from the eight tribes. Their current actions are nothing less than fratricide. , it’s really frustrating.”
"According to what you see, we should just sit back and watch?" An old man with loose sideburns and beard came out from behind the leading man. He was not wearing any armor, but was wearing fur, with half of his shoulders exposed. After hearing what the man said, he sighed and laughed. , "You are a junior, so I shouldn't talk to you too much. Just follow the clan's instructions and do things first. We can't touch you too deeply, so I'll just have a few words with you."
"The Xumeng Mansion is so powerful that no one can stop it. At least in our opinion, the Zhengzhang Royal Court exists in name only. Not to mention that the current Hehan is young, and there are not many cavalry armors at hand that can be used without hindrance, and there are absolutely no The big tribes have already attached themselves to the vassal, and there were signs of it as early as two or three years ago. The past can no longer be repaired, and the aftermath can still be traced. Until now, no one of the eight tribes has surrendered, and only the Xu Meng Mansion has followed suit. Is it possible that It wasn't until the Xumeng Mansion led the cavalry to conquer the entire territory of the Yuan Dynasty and reached the hinterland of the eight tribes that they thought of bowing their heads."
"There has always been strong people in the Great Yuan Dynasty, and the same is true in the world. Seeing that the power of the Xumeng Mansion is unstoppable, if you want the Lou family to be worry-free, you can still pass on the Lou family name. It doesn't mean anything if you bow your head."
The man lowered his head, struggling with the look in his eyes for a long time, but still called for orders to follow the traces of Mu's people.
The old man nodded and left with the others.
Shen Jie is very reluctant to give orders. It is best to come and go as he pleases based on his own temperament.
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, but now Tang Bufeng has left the job of leading the people to himself. Although he is not allowed to curse at will because he is a scholar, he is also extremely bored at the moment, not to mention that his riding skills are already sparse. Xia Liema was quite disobedient and nearly threw him off time and time again. Therefore, his face turned black all the way, and he never said a word, and never let anyone from the Mu family roam freely. Instead, he went straight to Tang Bu. Feng left where Feng told him to, riding his horse and whipping his whip, hoping to recover some of the losses he had suffered from the horse in the past two days.
Literary men hold grudges the most, at least they are big-minded and not petty-minded.
Hundreds of cavalry kicked up countless smoke and dust and headed straight to where Tang Bufeng pointed. Everyone was fast and it didn't take much effort to step out of the deep forest and head towards the boundless desert. It's not that people in the Mu family have never complained, but Tang Bufeng's sword and horse skills are really admirable, let alone stopping Xiong Zhi by himself, even if he is a little unhappy at the moment, he doesn't Someone spoke, and then they followed Shen Jie, Ruan Qiubai and two other horses, and headed straight for where they were going.
The land Tang Bufeng pointed out was a very small village.
There are only a dozen households in the village, but now there is blood that has not dried up at the entrance of the village, which is eye-catching.
Shen Jie got off his horse first, picked a house and knocked on the door. He heard the footsteps of someone among them, but no one opened the door. With all kinds of helplessness, he had no choice but to walk towards the center of the village.
In the middle of the village, there is an ancestral hall with its door open.
A man with red eyes helped the old man into the ancestral hall. He picked up a knife and was about to go out to fight. However, he happened to see Shen Jie stepping into the front door of the ancestral hall. Regardless of slashing him with the knife, the latter caught him with two fingers. "I'm just here for the first time. If I don't pay such a courtesy, the old man in the ancestral hall may not be able to last long if he doesn't get medical treatment. He is old and frail."
Shen Jie stopped the bleeding on the old man's chest, and was shocked that the knife that had injured the man was too harsh. He didn't know the whole story until the old man, who had lost his breath, slowly came over.
The land where Hehan was born was not far from here. Later generations, in gratitude for Hehan's kindness, stopped the war in the Yuan Dynasty, so they built an ancestral hall, together with many gods and immortals passed down from the early Yuan Dynasty. Please go to the ancestral hall and ancestral temple and re-sculpt the golden body to worship every year.
However, Mr. Lou has been coming here many times in recent months. Not only has he coerced the people here to remove Prime Minister Hehan, but he also hangs a three-character plaque of Xumeng Mansion in front of the ancestral hall. If people in the village do not act according to his words, they will be beaten at every turn. They robbed the family's belongings, and today someone from the Lou family came to take advantage of the hunting incident and stabbed people.
The old man was trembling, with cold sweat breaking out on his head, but he still pointed outside the ancestral hall, and said sadly that it was Hehan's intervention that prevented the Great Yuan Dynasty from having only ten rooms and nine empty houses, and suppressing the troubled times. Now what has happened in Xumeng Mansion The land was filled with scorched earth and smoke, and they wanted to kill all the major clans that had not been merged with them. However, the Lou family wanted to take over the Xumeng Mansion and remove the statue of Hehan. It was really that the Forgotten Sect was despised.
After a long time, Shen Jie walked out of the ancestral hall and looked at the plaque with three characters "Xumeng Mansion" in the middle of the ancestral hall. He didn't know what he was thinking.
It wasn't until he left that the scholar whispered something.
"Under the Buddha's Temple, there is a sacred crow drum."
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