Although the people Yu Zhenhai brought out to work this time were all experts selected from among his confidants, those Japanese samurai were not mediocre people who could be entrusted with important tasks by their masters. Therefore, this melee between the two sides was just a chess game. Encounter an enemy.
Amidst the random flashes of swords and swords, corpses of flesh and blood were constantly flying on the ground, but both sides refused to retreat even a step and gritted their teeth and fought fiercely. If the war situation continues like this, it will probably be a lose-lose outcome.
Naturally, Yu Zhenhai was unwilling to lose all the wealth he had saved over the years here. At that time, he used all the forty-eight Tai Chi pounding techniques taught by his master, Taoist Baimei, and used his fists like heavy hammers to sweep forward with the force of wind and thunder, powerfully. The wind of the fist hit him several feet away.
Although Sun An'er has spicy swordsmanship and strange body movements, his skills are ultimately inferior to those of others. It is difficult for him to be an upright master who can overcome his opponents with strength. The space for movement on the bamboo raft was compressed smaller and smaller, and in the end he was forced into a corner. He was about to fall into the water.
"Suffer death!"
Yu Zhenhai was just greedy for power, he was indifferent to women, and he had no sympathy for women. Seeing that Sun An'er was in a poor situation, he used his fists with a "serial fire" killing move, shocking her with two punches in a row. With her arms spread wide open, the third punch was mercilessly punched into her chest and abdomen.
"Show mercy!"
Just when Sun An'er's face turned pale and she thought she must be unlucky, a powerful and sonorous shout came from behind, and then a fist flew out from the side, and there was no fancy fighting with the fist that came towards her. One note.
Accompanied by a thunderous explosion, both parties who punched felt a powerful counterattack at the same time, and they involuntarily lowered their waists and sat on their horses.
It's just that what they were stepping on was not solid ground at the moment. When this strong force was transmitted to their feet, the bamboo raft couldn't bear it and broke into two pieces with a click.
When the broken half of the bamboo raft shook violently, Sun An'er lost her footing and fell backwards, but fell into a generous and warm embrace full of masculinity.
She looked up after recovering from the shock, and immediately saw a young and handsome face, which was even more uninhibited and free because of wearing a pair of disc sunglasses.
"Girl, are you okay?"
The young man who saved Sun An'er from life and death like a magic weapon was naturally Fang Shiyu. He strictly followed the script set by Hu Long, appeared in time at the most critical moment, and performed the vulgar drama of "a hero saving a beauty" in a refreshing and refined way.
"I'm fine, thank you sir for saving me!"
It took a few breaths for Sun An'er to come back to her senses. She quickly stood up from Fang Shiyu's arms and thanked her with a pretty face.
Fang Shiyu waved his hand to say no, and then thought about Yu Zhenhai who was standing on the half bamboo raft opposite and said with a smile: "Brother, it would be outrageous for a man to do such a heavy hand to a delicate little girl."
Yu Zhenhai, who was on the verge of failure, was so angry that he was so angry that his eyes were full of murderous intent and shouted sternly: "Boy, do you know who grandpa is, and you dare to interfere?"
Fang Shiyu said: "I really don't know that you are a hero. But looking at your appearance, you are really a scumbag with a deer head and rat eyes. You are definitely not a good person!"
"Tsk!" Hearing what he said was so interesting, Sun An'er forgot that she was on the battlefield for a moment, covering her mouth and letting out a chuckle.
Yu Zhenhai's anger had already broken through the top door, he yelled "Little bastard!" and jumped into the air.
Fang Shiyu also jumped up without flinching, and punched in the air like meteors, all of which were fierce and domineering moves.
Yu Zhenhai was provoked to anger by Fang Shiyu, a naughty boy. Although he had gained three points of strength in his fists, there were also three points of flaws in his moves. Against Fang Shiyu, who had already faintly surpassed him in martial arts and was gathering momentum, at that time He fell downwind and was forced to use his strength to fly back to half of his bamboo raft.
Fang Shiyu took advantage of the situation and jumped down from the air to pursue him. His feet also landed on the half bamboo raft and he unleashed infinitely subtle and sharp killing moves with his fists.
Seeing that Fang Shiyu was pressing down on Yu Zhenhai to fight, Sun An'er was not idle either. He jumped up and landed gracefully on the shore like a red cloud. A short knife appeared and disappeared in his long sleeves like lightning, and he slashed wherever he went. Several of Yu Zhenhai's men were killed, but the plan was to first cut off Yu Zhenhai's wings, and then cooperate with Fang Shiyu to kill them.
At this moment, Hu Yuan, who was sitting in the pavilion watching the tiger fight, saw that all of Yu Zhenhai's men had been killed or injured. He immediately smiled at Chen Jialuo and said: "The time has come. Please take action to clean up the mess."
Chen Jialuo nodded with a smile, but could not see how he could raise his hands or feet. His body had already flown out of the pavilion diagonally from his seat. He landed on the battlefield beside the stream in just a few ups and downs like a star pill. His palms came out at the same time, although they were not very swift and sharp. , but the two Japanese samurai in front of him just watched helplessly and were unable to parry or dodge. They were hit with a palm on the forehead at the same time. Immediately, their skulls collapsed and bleeding occurred, and they fell to the ground slumped and dead.
Sun An'er was horrified when she saw this, and shouted, "Who are you?"
Chen Jialuo didn't say anything. He easily killed the remaining warriors with the movement of his palms. Then he reached out and flicked his finger to knock the short knife away from Sun An'er's hand. Then he turned his hand into a claw and grabbed the package in her left hand. .
"Girl, be careful!"
Fang Shiyu, who was fighting with Yu Zhenhai, punched first amidst loud shouts. The fierce punch passed through the body of Yu Zhenhai who was parrying with his arms, shattering the bamboo raft under his feet, and then smashed the opponent into the water. At the same time, he used the strength to fly back to the shore. He punched Chen Jialuo's palm with his right hand and grabbed Sun An'er's wrist with his left hand.
When the fists and palms met, although Fang Shiyu was shocked by Chen Jialuo's powerful palm force, and his blood surged in his chest, he took the opportunity to drag Sun An'er back, and escaped across the clear stream in an instant.
Chen Jialuo slowly retracted his palm, smiled, nodded and said to himself: "Sure enough, a hero comes from a young age!"
At this moment, Yu Zhenhai had come out of the water and reached the shore. He saw his subordinates lying on the ground, and then looked at the package that had fallen into Chen Jialuo's hands. He felt something was wrong in his heart, and the look on his ugly face was hard to see. pole.
At this time, Fang Shiyu had already escaped several miles away with Sun An'er. When he looked back and saw that there were no pursuers behind him, he stopped to take a breath.
"Girl, you...what do you mean?"
He turned around and smiled at Sun An'er, but he didn't know where the other party took out a diamond-shaped dart with a flat double-edged blade and a ring on the handle. He put the shimmering tip of it against his throat, so he had to put away his smile and hold it up. hands.
Sun An'er reached out and took off the sunglasses Fang Shiyu was wearing, looked into his eyes and asked slowly and coldly: "Who are you? Why did you rescue me by such a coincidence?"
With an innocent and honest face, Fang Shiyu said calmly: "Shiyu below, my father is Fang De, who runs the local 'Detai Village'. What happened this time was not a coincidence, but a chance encounter with the man without eyebrows a few days ago. This guy overheard that he was going to do a big deal here today, so he came in advance and hid aside to watch the excitement."
Sun An'er also knew Fang De, a well-known local businessman. When he heard that Fang Shiyu had an innocent background, the previous suspicions disappeared. At that time, Yurong slightly withdrew the weapon pressed against the opponent's throat.
A smile appeared on Fang Shiyu's face again, and he asked cautiously: "Do you want to recover the things that were taken away, girl? I have followed that person and know where their hiding place is..."
Sun An'er was distressed by the loss of the brocade box that her father repeatedly emphasized was of great importance. When she heard this, her beautiful eyes suddenly lit up.
