Mr. Ye, is Mr. Ye the one who likes dragons? I remember that the King of Chu did not appoint Confucius in the end, and he died of illness soon.
So this Duanmu Shuliang is trying to show his power? Or is it that he hasn't received the relevant news yet?
Zhao Qing glanced at the pockmarked young man beside him. He had already walked away several steps and was selling fruits to other spectators. From time to time, he looked towards the distant place of conflict.
However, in any case, Duanmu Shuliang's mention of the name Chu at the beginning does sound quite credible, but placing it after Lu and Wei is not so convincing. Peng Zhi probably wouldn't believe it, but would be angered by his threats.
"It's ridiculous to use the names of the King of Chu and the King of Yue to suppress me. Small countries treat them like useless people, but big countries regard them as virtuous people. Is there such a false thing in the world? How dare the old thief deceive me?"
Sure enough, Peng Zhi, who was riding on the horse, was furious. Before he could finish his words, he waved his long sword, and a light red air blade flew towards Duanmu Shuliang, as if he was going to cut him in two.
With a loud shout, Duanmu Shuliang held the copper scale with both hands and jumped into the air. He counted the points in the air and stopped the air blade flying towards him. Then he kicked and stomped in the air and turned around him in the air. In the direction of the horse, the scale beam pierced straight towards Peng Zhi, who was on horseback.
The part of the air blade that was not blocked continued to cut into the street ground, turning up a piece of soil and leaving a half-foot deep mark on the ground.
"Very good, you and I will have a showdown here. If you win, I can give you the Soul Revealing Pearl as a gift. If I win, what will you give as compensation?" Duanmu Shuliang's old voice rang in the air.
"Good kung fu!" Peng Zhi didn't answer, just praised aloud, holding Ge to block with his horizontal blade. The weapons of both sides collided, causing sparks to fly and a loud sound to reverberate throughout the street.
Duanmu Shuliang received the blow in mid-air and took advantage of the force to fly into the air, maintaining a condescending position.
The horse under Peng Zhi struggled to move backwards several steps, and his hind legs bent, almost breaking his legs. Several soldiers on the side quickly supported the horse's legs, and then the force of the blow was reduced.
Zhao Qing could clearly see from a distance that Peng Zhi and Duanmu Shuliang should both be in the realm of transforming energy, and they were very accomplished. In terms of pure strength, they were even better than Yuan Gong, who had ten thousand kilograms. The above huge force.
Of course, this is due to the smaller size of the Ape Man. If there is a real fight, the Ape Man has advantages in flexibility and moves. Although he suffers a disadvantage in terms of weapons, he may not be weaker than the two of them.
If it were him, he should have a good chance of winning against them with the help of Haocao Zijian, a magic weapon.
In addition, the war horse under Peng Zhi should have the blood of monsters, otherwise it would not be able to withstand the strength of 10,000 kilograms.
Realizing that his mount could not withstand the battle between the two sides, Peng Zhi cursed secretly. This was something he had not expected. If he dismounted and fought, the long sword was not conducive to foot combat, but there was a possibility of losing to the opponent.
Thinking of this, Peng Zhi let out a long roar, and the long sword in his hand was like a violent storm, pecking, cutting, and arcing towards Duanmu Shuliang, turning into an afterimage.
This is a clever method of exerting force without using force. It relies on the advantage of the length of the weapon to use fast to defeat slow, so as to avoid excessive force on oneself and damage to the mount.
There are many similarities with my moves. At the same time, the use of the length of the weapon also contains martial arts principles that are simple on the surface but are actually very profound.
In the distance, Zhao Qing looked at the swift and unparalleled confrontation between the two, and couldn't help but gesture with his left and right hands, which was quite inspiring.
In addition, she felt quite speechless as to the cause of the conflict between the two people, and at the same time she felt that there was really no solution.
Although both sides have their reasons, forced buying and selling is undoubtedly even more unreasonable. However, for a matter like this, he still couldn't act with righteous indignation and get into trouble.
Duanmu Shuliang stretched out his tall and thin body, and his blue robes puffed up like wings. With the force of the Pengzhu Changge spurting out from below, they collided and bounced up again and again, flying in the air without falling, and even flying higher and higher. high.
As his figure floated higher and higher, the force of the copper scale in his hand became stronger and stronger. A series of short stick moves of "slapping, knocking, dialing and pressing" were swayed out in a smooth circle, directly pressing against Peng Peng. The legs of the comb mount trembled.
The fight between the two became tighter and tighter, and the waves of fighting could not help but spread outward, reaching seven or eight feet away, forcing the caravan guards, soldiers stationed with weapons, and ordinary people watching to retreat.
Suddenly, several soldiers standing at the front of the team leaned down, taking care to avoid the aftermath of the fight between Peng Chu and Duanmu Shuliang, and rushed towards the caravan's vehicles as fast as a galloping horse.
Several skilled caravan guards intervened, and the bronze swords pierced the soldier's body, but were blocked by the tough armor.
The soldier used his short sword to hook and pull, and several long swords broke immediately. They were the elite of Peng Zhi's men. They at least had the realm of Yin Jin, Shen Jing and Zhen Zhen. They had experienced sword stabbing training and were well-equipped, so they easily defeated the blocking guards.
Two soldiers stayed behind to block the caravan guards who were rushing forward. The remaining few people went straight to the convoy and began to search the goods inside one by one.
One large wooden box after another was taken out of the car by the soldiers, placed on the ground and opened.
A large amount of gold and silver, pieces of exquisite jade wrapped in velvet, lacquerware with dazzling patterns, a dozen crystal clear ivory...
Whether it was the soldiers nearby or the onlookers watching in the distance, everyone was attracted by it. Only then did they check the twelfth carriage, and the treasures found were already worth tens of thousands.
Accompanied by Duanmu Shuliang's angry scolding in the air, a soldier stretched out his arm with an expression of surprise and reached towards the curtain of the thirteenth carriage.
Suddenly, a sneer was heard, and a dark green sword tip penetrated his solid armor and emerged from his back.
Blood-red flowers bloomed on the chest and back of the soldier, and blood trickled down. He lost all strength and slowly fell to his knees on the ground, instantly losing his breath.
There was no doubt that there was a warrior hidden in the car. He suddenly took action and pierced the soldier's heart with a sword.
This person was ruthless and decisive, showing no mercy at all. Zhao Qing, Peng Zhi, the pockmarked young man and others who were watching the progress of the matter not far away were all taken aback.
And at this moment, suddenly, a light blue air mass flew from the distance, passing between the car curtains and the corpses of the soldiers. It moved so fast that it actually caused a strong wind.
Accompanied by the late roaring sound that broke through the air, the curtain covering the front of the car floated high, and a delicate bronze dagger was revealed under the curtain, with bright red bloodstains covering the surface of the blade.
Five slender fingers as white as jade gently pressed on the hilt of the sword, creating a beautiful and picturesque scene. Although only half of the palm was exposed, one could already see the grace of a peerless beauty.
Seeing this scene from a distance, Duanmu Shuliang, who was fighting fiercely with Peng Zhi, roared in fright and anger: "Sword Master Hongshang, Wu Zixu's secret guard!"
