The speed of the ax was extremely fast.
In the blink of an eye, the ax struck in front of Yang Qingshan's door!
Yang Qingshan suddenly raised his arms and slapped the front door hard!
With a "pop!", the ax was caught between his palms!
He pheasant passed me quickly.
Also rushing through at the same time was a strong red mastiff!
Yang Qingshan waved his arm to throw the ax away.
He Zhi happened to rush in front of Yang Qingshan. She swung out with one hand, grabbed the ax handle, raised it back, and struck it down hard!
This move is meant to take someone's life!
My face changed slightly.
Yang Qingshan's skills are indeed superb, but he is still young after all.
Over the years, He Fei has become very good at coffin skills and witch skills. She has also experienced several life-and-death battles, so she is very experienced.
If He Zhi severely injures Yang Qingshan or kills him, we will not be able to explain to the Liu family.
"Pheasant, you can't kill him, subdue him first, and then make a decision after Daochang Liu comes back!" I shouted in a low voice.
But as I finished speaking, He Zhi's ax had already struck down.
Yang Qingshan's body fell backwards, but his hands flashed around his waist. What appeared in his palms were two bronze swords!
In an instant, he intertwined his swords in front of his chest and blocked He Fei's fatal blow.
There was a clanging sound and sparks bursting out.
The next moment, the red mastiff rushed behind Yang Qingshan, opened its mouth ferociously, and bit Yang Qingshan's leg!
Yang Qingshan pushed up with both hands, and his body suddenly spun in mid-air!
The cold sound of incantation came out at the same time.
"You can kill grass and break the ground! You can kill ghosts and bring disaster! It can be used by ordinary people!"
My heart shuddered.
I have never heard of this spell.
But Yang Qingshan's body suddenly shot out dozens of tiny peach wood swords at the same time!
The red mastiff screamed and ran towards Dunkong and me.
I don't know how many swords hit it, and blood spilled all over the ground.
He Pheasant retreated backwards, and the ax was erected in front of her chest. The banging sound continued, blocking the remaining peach wood sword.
Yang Qingshan spun around and landed on the ground, his chest rising and falling slightly.
"There are Liu family members beside you, is it Liu Zhengdao or Liu Dizhi?!" Yang Qingshan's voice was not so calm, with a slight breath.
Obviously, He Zhi and the Red Mastiff attacked simultaneously, causing him some suffering.
My face darkened.
Liu Dizhi is the name of the third elder.
A few years ago, Liu Zhengdao and I chose a place to bury the third elder. It was then that I learned his name from the tombstone.
"The third elder has already driven westward."
"Yang Qingshan, those who don't know are fearless, but you are a descendant of the Liu family. You should not be arrogant to your elders, let alone call them by their names." My tone was even lower.
Yang Qingshan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at me steadily for a long time.
During this period, He Zhi wanted to take action again, but she never moved forward.
I could tell that she didn't find any flaw in Yang Qingshan.
"You want to come with me to the Qiang tribe. My father wants to see you, and my master also wants to see you."
"I want to take Liu Zhengdao back with me. Besides, traitors have no seniority. The disciple of the great elder is the first disciple of the Liu family."
Yang Qingshan flicked his long sleeves, and the whisk from his waist fell into his hands!
He continued: "My father, after the first teacher, devoted himself to the Qiang people. Outside Chencang, with a radius of three hundred miles, the people still love him. Don't talk nonsense and slander his name." After saying this, Yang Qingshan's The whisk was flicked, making a crackling sound.
The sound of tapping horse hooves came from the other side.
The loud neighing and snoring of the horses came at the same time.
A strong wind blew past me, and I immediately dodged to the right!
The magnificent horse ran past me and reached Yang Qingshan's side in an instant.
He jumped onto the horse, one man and one horse, and galloped into the distance.
The dust scattered and slowly fell to the ground.
I put my hand on my chest to suppress my heartbeat and let it calm down.
He Zhi had already walked quickly to Dunkong's side, his eyes filled with worry.
Dunkong had already stood up by this time, and the red mastiff curled up next to him, whimpering and whining.
Dunkong's little face was full of anxiety, and he clenched his fists tightly.
My heart was heavy, so I walked quickly to Jiang Pan first.
Jiang Pan hadn't woken up yet, but he was breathing evenly, and it was obvious that his vitals were not injured, he was just unconscious.
I carried Jiang Pan on my back and immediately arrived next to He Zhi and Dunkong.
At this time, He Pheasant was pulling out the mahogany sword from the red mastiff.
There were five swords on the ground. If the red mastiff hadn't been thick-skinned and thick-skinned, it would have gone straight to the west.
"That Taoist priest...is so unreasonable...you said his name is Yang Qingshan? I remember Taoist Master Liu said...he is Qiu Tianyuan's...son?!"
He Pheasant's eyes were more wary.
I nodded.
He Zhi's eyes were filled with anger and his cheeks turned red.
"How can he, Qiu Tianyuan, have the face to say that the people still love him? To pay off his name? It's simply disgusting." He Zhi finally couldn't help it and cursed loudly.
After a moment of silence, I shook my head.
Looking at the end of the road, Yang Qingshan has long been invisible.
I said, "The eyes can't deceive people, especially the righteousness in his eyes. There is no deception at all. It's just that his character is more proud than any Taoist priest of the Liu family I have ever seen."
"This has something to do with youth, identity, and talent..."
"If what I expected is correct, in front of Yang Qingshan, Qiu Tianyuan is probably just a strict father. What Yang Qingshan sees is completely different from what we see and know about Qiu Tianyuan." He Zhi was stunned. After a moment, he said unnaturally: "Then this..."
Before she could finish her words, she stopped abruptly, obviously not knowing how to speak.
I opened my mouth and said, "We will discuss this later after Daochang Liu comes back."
"Sir versus a Taoist priest, unless you plot against the Taoist priest, it will be difficult to win. Yang Qingshan wants to take me back to the Qiang tribe because the master wants to use me to break the Feng Shui situation. They want to... bury the shadow and watch the mountain... "
After a pause, I continued: "After all, he is not only the son of Qiu Tianyuan, but also the disciple of Liu Sanyuan. In terms of status, he is the disciple of the great elder and the nephew of Daochang Liu. Daochang Liu should be the successor. Decide how we are going to do it.”
He Zhi pursed his lips, lowered his head and said again: "Qiang people, if you are taken away, it will be very bad, and you cannot go."
"Yes." I nodded, carrying Jiang Pan on my back, and motioned to He Zhi that we should go to town first.
He Fei said okay, while Dunkong touched the Red Mastiff's shoulder distressedly and followed it towards the town.
As we walked through the town, many townspeople poked their heads out of their houses to look at us.
In fact, now, all of us are in an extremely embarrassed state, with injuries and blood all over our bodies, and Jiang Pan is even more unconscious.
In the eyes of those townspeople, there was not only anger, but also struggle and annoyance.
We were fighting at the entrance of the town, and the commotion was not small. Obviously, many people saw the process...
People's hearts are made of flesh. How could the people of Honghe Town turn a blind eye to Jiang Pan's help in Honghe for so many years?
It's just ordinary people who don't dare to come out.
Now that Jiang Pan is seriously injured, it is not surprising that they look like this...
