Pingyao City has been occupied by the Mongols, and the city is defended by Mongolian soldiers wearing soft armor and carrying scimitars at their waists.
Lu Nianchou was wearing a bamboo hat and was short in stature, but he was holding a five-foot-eight-inch iron staff. He could tell at a glance that he was a martial artist.
These Mongolian soldiers always kept a distance from the martial arts people among the Han people and refused to provoke them at will, so no one came forward to ask questions.
At this moment, it suddenly started snowing in the sky, the wind was freezing, and there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the street.
Although Lu Nianchou was holding a heavy iron staff, his steps were light. It didn't take long before he saw the extremely eye-catching Dai family mansion.
It was said to be a mansion, but the tall walls made of black stone and the patrolling guards with swords made it like a fortress, difficult to approach.
Lu Nianchou once heard Hong Lingbo talk about Dai Wei, the head of the Dai family. This man was not only ruthless, but also had blood on his hands early in his career.
Now they are colluding with the Mongols to sell various prohibited goods and even engage in human trafficking.
On the surface, these people appear to be philanthropic and heroic, but in fact, they are all scoundrels with sores on their heads and pus on their soles. Even if they die a hundred times, it will be difficult to atone for their sins.
These days, there are no good people who can thrive under the iron cavalry of the northern Mongols.
Lu Nianchou was thinking about how to provoke him so as to make more noise, when suddenly he raised his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes.
At the gate of Dai Mansion, a middle-aged man wearing a black brocade robe and a gold belt walked out surrounded by a group of people.
"Dai Changgong!"
Lu Nianchou was shocked when he saw a red birthmark on the left side of this man's face and immediately knew that this man was Dai Wei's eldest son and now the talker of Blackstone Villa.
Dai Changgong is a man who has received the true inheritance of Dai Wei. He practices the Dakai Stele Hand and Hunyuan Vajra Kung Fu passed down by the Dai family. His martial arts are fierce and domineering, and he can crack rocks with his bare hands. He is also quite famous in the Shanxi martial arts world.
With just one glance, Lu Nianchou confirmed his identity, put down his hat and strode towards him.
"Okay! Let's all go back. There's no need to send me off." Dai Changgong waved his hand and told his men to go back.
He walked towards the carriage that had been prepared at the door, followed by two young men in smart clothes.
"Master, there was news not long ago that the Scarlet Lian Fairy Li Mochou is said to have entered the realm of Shanxi. Should we put aside the business at hand first?"
The young man who spoke was tall and tall, with a shaved head. He looked like a reckless man, but his pupils were shining brightly, and his words were extremely cautious.
Dai Changgong kept walking: "Tiehu, although Li Mochou is scary, he is just a lonely man. The old man has invited two people from the Yun family and the Murong family to take charge. I understand that Fairy Chi Lian can't cause any trouble."
"On the other hand, the Mongols are not so easy to talk to once their business is delayed or their supply is delayed."
Another young man looked like a Mongolian, with a lean and short stature. He said rather arrogantly: "Master, why should you be so respectful? With my father's support, no one dares to say anything even if he doesn't pay tribute." !”
Dai Changgong just smiled at this disciple's words. This disciple was of Temujin's collateral bloodline. He thought he was of golden bloodline. He was arrogant by nature and looked down on others.
But the Dai family is now just a tool used by the Mongols to make money. Only by being respectful and obedient can they become more prosperous in these years.
If we really cut off the tribute, I'm afraid the family will be wiped out in the blink of an eye.
"I'm going to the south this time. I'm afraid it will take several months to go back and forth. The two of you are going to... huh?"
Just in the middle of what he said, he suddenly started to tremble, and the hair on his back suddenly stood up, as if he was being stared at by some ferocious beast.
Dai Changgong looked up and saw, ten feet away, a short figure wearing a bamboo hat, a linen short coat, and holding an iron staff, stepping out of the wind and snow.
Although the wind and snow were getting heavier and heavier, Dai Changgong could feel a strong murderous intent coming towards his face, and his whole body suddenly felt horrified.
"Who are you?" Tiehu frowned, stepped forward and asked loudly.
In the wind and snow, Lu Nianchou's voice echoed clearly in all directions.
"The leader of the three heroes of the Dai family, the current talkative person of the Dai family, Dai Changgong, who is proficient in throwing monuments!"
Lu Nianchou lowered his bamboo hat and sneered at the corner of his mouth, "I am a blood-handed massacrer. I have heard about Master Dai's name for a long time, and I am here today to learn from him."
As he spoke, he stepped forward without stopping, holding the iron staff in both hands, running the Jade Belt Gong, pouring out his inner energy, using the iron staff as a knife, and slammed it down.
"boom!"
A loud noise like a thunderstorm sounded, and Lu Nianchou exploded with all his strength, like a crazy ape dancing with a stick, leaving a deep footprint with every step he took.
"Where does this thing come from that doesn't know the heights of the sky?"
"How dare you come to Dai's house and act recklessly? Are you seeking death?" Dai Changgong's two disciples, Tiehu and Su Butai, were furious. They stepped on the floor and punched at the same time!
The two stepped forward one after the other, their auras fierce and domineering, their internal energy penetrated their arms, and they made a crackling sound, hitting Lu Nianchou.
This movement was decisive and fierce, obviously showing that the monk had mastered the extremely profound cultivation method, and was able to strike with such fierce force that even the heavy snow could not touch him.
However, Lu Nianchou seemed unaware. He approached the two of them in an instant, and the iron staff in his hand crashed down like a pillar of heaven collapsing.
The violent force tore apart the wind and snow in the sky, and terrifying sound waves followed.
Too fierce, too violent!
Under such fierce pressure, Tiehu let out a shrill scream, and all the strength in his body gathered together to form a fierce and domineering Kaibi Jin, and every muscle in his body vibrated crazily.
If you can't block this stick, you will definitely die!
Seeing such a terrifying momentum and such a fierce blow!
Tiehu's heart seemed to be tightly grasped by a big hand, and he felt his eyes darken, and an unprecedented feeling of terror filled his heart!
"Get out of my way!"
Tiehu let out a crazy roar, and used his open hand to an unprecedented peak in his life, but his face still showed shock, regret, fear, and despair!
"boom!"
All his resistance was in vain. Lu Nianchou's iron staff smashed down, forcibly breaking Tie Hu's arms, then swept away and hit his chest hard.
"ah……"
Tiehu let out a wail of pain and unwillingness, and the bones in his chest were instantly shattered by the beating. Blood and flesh flew everywhere. His whole body flew up like a torn sack, and then fell heavily into the snow.
The scarlet blood and white snowflakes are intertwined, creating a coquettish beauty.
With just one move, Tiehu was beaten to death!
Lu Nianchou has an AFK system. After practicing over the years, the Lu family's swordsmanship is no less than that of masters such as Dai Changgong. Coupled with the Jade Belt Gong's use of hard and soft power, the explosive power has more than doubled.
He held a seventy-two kilogram iron staff in his hand, and with one blow he exploded with all his strength, smashing it down with such a sudden force that even an iron man would be shattered, let alone a living flesh and blood body.
Tiehu actually dared to block it. If he didn't die, who would?
Su Butai, who was one step behind Tie Hu, had his eyes split open. He didn't expect that his senior brother would be killed by this mysterious man with just one move. He was shocked and angry at the same time.
"Thief! Die!"
Su Potai roared wildly, seemingly about to charge forward, but at the moment when his power exploded, he suddenly retreated and approached Dai Changgong.
This person is really cunning. He sees that the situation is not right, deliberately confuses the enemy, and then quickly retreats. This kind of decision-making at the moment of opportunity can be said to be undecisive.
Unfortunately, it's still too late!
The Lu family's swordsmanship is all about sharp swords, and the light-body technique is outstanding. Now Lu Nianchou has practiced Tianluo Earth Net and Jade Belt Technique, and the light-body technique has reached a new level.
How can it be compared to the enemies who practice Dakaishou and chase the fierce way.
He held the iron staff in both hands and jumped up, as if a god descended from the earth. The linen clothes on his body swayed and fell with a crash.
call!
The iron staff cut through the sky, sweeping away a clear sky in the wind and snow.
Boom!
After a violent loud noise, Lu Nianchou's iron staff exploded with majestic force and hit the Mongolian.
"Ah! Ah!"
Accompanied by Su Potai's heart-rending screams, his back spine was directly broken by the iron rod, and his whole body flew out. Blood mixed with internal organs spewed out of his mouth, and he rolled far away in the snow. , leaving scarlet blood all over the ground.
"Beast!"
Dai Changgong gritted his teeth and his expression changed wildly. All this happened in a flash of lightning. He had no time to intervene, and his two apprentices were beaten to death in front of his eyes!
Maybe it was because he was always ruthless and didn't take other people's lives seriously, but there was still a roar in his head.
In the wind and snow, Lu Nianchou and Dai Changgong stood ten feet apart, their iron rods stained red with blood and stained with minced meat dragging on the ground.
"Next, it's your turn!"
