A burst of heart-breaking laughter broke the silence of the night. Facing Lu Qiang who came to visit, Han Xian's old grudges flooded into his heart. He took out the Han Tie Shu from a dusty cupboard and prepared to go out and fight Lu Qiang to the death. At this moment, Ruoyan suddenly stepped in front of Han Xian. Han Xian waved his hand at her, motioning for her to get out of the way.
Ruoyan's beautiful eyes were full of tears, and she said in a choked voice: "Grandpa, that gangster is very skilled in martial arts and has a vicious heart. How can you withstand a fierce battle at your age? Besides, he has many minions under his command. How can we defeat him?"
Han Xian didn't know in his heart that his fight with Lu Qiang was bound to be a disaster, but reporting it to the court and settling personal grievances, no matter from which aspect, it was his unshirkable responsibility to eliminate thieves and bandits. Therefore, Han showed his skill and pulled Ruoyan aside and opened the iron bolt of the latch. On the way out, Han Xian entrusted Ruoyan to Fu Tianpeng.
Outside, in the vast sky, thick lead clouds were constantly gathering like a tide. The darkness greedily devoured the remaining light of the waning moon. Soon, the surroundings seemed to be painted with thick ink, and nothing could be seen.
After Lu Qiang ordered his minions to light torches, he also ordered people to dig ditches and trenches around the hut, and people were stationed nearby with crossbowmen. His purpose was obvious, which was to trap Han Xian's family in the hut. It has to be said that Lu Qiang is indeed cunning and vicious.
The gap in front of us is difficult to bridge, and we are surrounded by powerful enemies. Han Xian was at the end of his rope, but he had already seen through life and death.
Han Xian held the crossbar in his hand and stood with his legs firmly on the ground, forming the "One Pillar in the South" posture to defend against the enemy. When Lu Qiang saw this, he whipped his horse, and the horse leaped into the air, rushing in front of Han Xian like lightning. A good horse and a handsome horse can kill one's life and steal one's soul. Han Xian saw white light flashing in front of his eyes, and then a strong wind blew towards him.
When Han Xian was shocked, he rolled on the spot and left the circle about ten feet away. When he stood up, his hair was like snow stained with dust, his skinny face had several cracks scratched by stone edges, and blood was dripping down his forehead. He looked very embarrassed.
Lu Qiang raised his sword, pointed at Han Xian and laughed loudly at the crowd: "Brothers, there was a donkey rolling show in my hometown just now, which really opened our eyes. What do you think, do you want to do it again? Review it again?" As soon as Lu Qiang finished speaking, there was a series of cheers from the crowd. Facing Lu Qiang's insults, Han Xian had no time to argue with him. Because Lu Qiang's 18-position horse-cutting style is not only fierce and fierce, but also extremely fast. If he hadn't reacted as quickly as he did, he would have been dead.
Lu Qiang saw Han Xian's serious expression and remained silent. At first, he thought that Han Xian was thinking hard about a good strategy to crack the Dahuan Sword Technique, but his martial arts cultivation was "three feet frozen, not a day's cold." Without decades of hard training, how could he achieve the goal of becoming a human being? Progress. Therefore, Lu Qiang didn't care that Han Xian was able to turn defeat into victory and turn things around in such a short period of time.
He was even more certain that Han Xian was trying to regain his strength and get a chance to breathe. Thinking of this, Lu Qiang's eagle-like eyes flashed with fierceness. He pointed his sword at Han Xian and said to him: "Old coffin son, the move of 'Chopping Waves' just now failed to kill you. This time I will give up immediately." You go to hell."
After saying that, Lu Qiang spurred his horse forward again, and the dragon colt roared and kicked Han Xian with all four hooves. Lu Qiang's one eye turned around, and he kept saying "wow, wah, wah," strangely. He wanted to use horses to trample the company camp, but Han Xian was directly killed.
Facing the rampaging war horses and the extremely stubborn Lu Qiang. Han Xian was dodging left and right, flying up and down. Although he was also a martial artist, as the saying goes: "Fistes scare young people." Although this thief was already in his fifties, he was still young compared to Han Xian. In his twenties, he was far stronger than the other party in terms of physical strength and energy. Just like this, after a few rounds, Han Xian was already sweating profusely and unable to do his job.
Ruoyan, who was in the hut, saw that her grandfather was in danger. She saw it in her eyes and was anxious in her heart. Ruoyan looked at Fu Tianpeng with tears in her eyes. Fu Tianpeng stepped on the waves of the world with his feet and shouldered all the sorrows of the past and present on his shoulders. He touched the ground with both feet and used the "Golden Peng Shining Wings" move, and in an instant he was next to Han Xian and Lu Qiang. This side of the road is full of enthusiasm for killing, and the fighting spirit is still strong. He did not notice Fu Tianpeng who was very close to him.
You must know that it is extremely dangerous to be distracted when facing an enemy in battle. While Lu Qiang was not paying attention, Fu Tianpeng shouted: "Get out of the way." This roar was like thunder, and the mountains and rivers shook. Lu Qiang's horse was frightened, and after neighing several times, it almost collapsed to the ground. Lu Qiang was caught off guard and almost fell from his horse to the ground.
Fortunately, his martial arts skills were excellent. His Dantian Qi was like a dragon, his arms were strong, and he reined in his horse to reverse the situation. He was in shock, while Han Xian was dumbfounded. Fu Tianpeng didn't bother to explain any more, and pulled Han Xian out of the game with a "monkey picking fruit" move, and joined the battle himself.
Lu Qiang calmed down and looked at Fu Tianpeng with his one eye full of resentment. Seeing that the other person was a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old, his anger suddenly rushed to his head. Lu Qiang's eyes wandered wildly, and spittle flew from his mouth. He gritted his teeth and said to Fu Tianpeng: "Eating melon seeds will bring out a bedbug. Where did you, a stupid boy, come from?"
Fu Tianpeng held the sword in his hand and raised his handsome eyebrows. He pointed at Lu Qiang and said, "Hey, you are a robber who robs states and houses and robs men and women. Today, when Master Fu comes, he will kill you with his hands. "After hearing Fu Tianpeng's words, Lu Qiang looked up to the sky and laughed, then spat contemptuously on the ground.
Then Lu Qiang said to Fu Tianpeng: "The toad yawned loudly. Little baby, I want to see how much you weigh and how many taels you can outweigh the knife in Master Lu's hand." Fu Tianpeng shouted: "Stop talking nonsense. ." Then his feet were in the air, and his body was like a flying cloud. The blue wave sword in his hand was dazzling with golden light, and the tip of the sword moved forward, slashing towards Lu Qiang with a "clearing the road across the mountain".
Fu Tianpeng's sword skills were like a violent storm, extremely fast and violent. Lu Qiang, an expert in art, was brave. When he saw the blade coming towards him, he immediately lost his temper in his Dantian. He stepped on Liang Yi and used the Trap Lock Golden Dragon. Lu Qiang stood firmly on the ground and firmly held the lower body, while firmly clamping Fu Tianpeng's blade with both hands.
There are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the martial arts world. Anyone who dares to seize a white blade with bare hands must be a master of the family. After years of practice and study, Fu Tianpeng has become extremely skilled in internal skills. With his age and cultivation, he can be said to have few opponents among the younger generation in the world. However, as the saying goes: "Ginger is spicy when it is old." When Lu Qiang was in the world, Fu Tianpeng was not born yet. Therefore, facing this experienced opponent, Fu Tianpeng rushed forward and rushed forward, which was a mistake. The two were locked in a stalemate, competing for internal strength. Lu Qiang was calm and calm, his expression unchanged. Seeing the contempt in Lu Qiang's behavior, Fu Tianpeng pushed the "Qianjiang Tide" with both palms horizontally, trying to shake Lu Qiang with Tiangang Zhenqi.
Faced with Fu Tianpeng's powerful internal force coming at him, Lu Qiang took advantage of the situation and secretly turned his Dantian into an empty box for energy storage. His two channels, Ren and Du, were like two gates at this moment, one to store energy and the other to release. Fu Tianpeng was sending out a steady stream of energy, even though he was still young and full of energy. But this kind of useless waste, over time, caused a great loss of his internal strength.
Half a stick of incense passed, and Fu Tianpeng was sweating on his forehead, walking in midair, and gradually losing strength. After Lu Qiang absorbed a large amount of internal energy, his physical strength was like a volcano erupting. He laughed loudly, then shook his hands upward, moved his palms forward in an arc, and patted Fu Tianpeng's chest.
His "wild horse breaks free" move is even better than Fu Tianpeng's palm technique. Fu Tianpeng was so horrified that he had to rely on luck. Lu Qiang was full of energy and full of energy. After Fu Tianpeng connected with his palms, he felt the blood surge in his chest and his eyes flashed with stars. After a moment, Fu Tianpeng was knocked unconscious by Lu Qiang.
After Lu Qiang won, he forgot about it. He pointed his finger and said to the minions: "Young men, tie this girl up for me and send it to Chunxiang Tower. She can sell it for a good price." Lu Qiang said, All the evil thieves swarmed up and rushed towards Ruoyan like a tide.
Ruoyan was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she hurriedly hid behind her grandfather Han Xian. Han Xian held the snowflakes dancing and the silver snakes flying, and in a short time, he stabbed down more than a dozen minions. The remaining people, Han Xian, had their eyes wide open with anger and fierceness, and did not dare to come forward. Lu Qiang grabbed a minion next to him and slapped him hard in the face.
He said angrily: "Trash, the leader of the village has to personally take action at the critical moment." After saying this, Lu Qiang made his horse fly into the air and used a series of fatal kicks. His attacks were as fast as one move after another, and he quickly forced Han Xian into a blind corner.
Han Xian had no choice but to risk his life to fight Lu Qiang. Lu Qiang kicked Han Xian hard on the side of his face with the "autumn wind sweeping leaves" on his legs. After Han Xian screamed "Ah", he vomited blood and fell to the ground to die. Ruoyan burst into tears when her only close relative died. Her pain was helpless, but it made Lu Qiang and his gang of thieves happy. At this time, Jia Yi emerged from the team of minions and said to Lu Qiang: "Master of the village, let me deal with this little girl."
After saying that, a lewd smile appeared on Jia Yi's face. Lu Qiang nodded and said to Jia Yi: "You kid wants to take advantage of it all the time, but I tell you it's enough this time. This girl is a good one."
Jia Yi spit on his hands, wiped them, and threw himself at Ruoyan. Surrounded by strong enemies, the helpless Ruoyan picked up the Bibo sword from the ground and placed the blade across her neck. Jia Yi chuckled and said: "Little girl, you want to commit suicide, right? I tell you, if you dare to act rashly, I will let this kid go to the West immediately. And your grandpa..."
Fu Tianpeng was implicated by her because of his heroic actions. Ruoyan thought in her heart, she couldn't just die and let this innocent person lose his life in vain. Living can only be like death, being controlled by others. When she hesitated, Jia Yi saw the opportunity and snatched her sword. Ruoyan's vision turned dark and she fainted. The minions immediately found ropes, tied Ruoyan up, and got on their fast horses to leave.
Lu Qiang winked at Jia Yi, and Jia Yi understood. He picked up the Bibo knife and struck at Fu Tianpeng. At this time, the pine wind was flickering and the figures were floating. When Jia Yigang was about to take action, an old monk appeared in front of him.
Jia Yi suddenly had evil thoughts. He raised his knife and scolded the old monk: "The bald donkey told you to mind your own business. Mr. Jia will send you to see the Buddha." The old monk stepped down from the lotus and turned behind Jia Yi. He used the Buddha's hand to pick up flowers and grabbed Jia Yi's arm.
Jia Yi secretly freed up his left hand, took out the steel thorn from the scabbard at his waist, and pierced the old monk's abdomen. The old monk changed his position and used the Vajra Bump, which hit Jia Yi's head and caused bleeding. This evil thief who helped the tyrants commit crimes finally got what he deserved.
Seeing that the leader of the third village was killed by the old monk, Lu Qiang became furious. He repeated his old tricks and wanted to deal with the old monk in the same way as Fu Tianpeng. However, the old monk saw through Lu Qiang's trick, and he easily solved it with his ethereal magic. Lu Qiang gathered energy with his arms and pushed forward flatly, using the move "Cirrus Clouds and Snow".
The old monk used his own way to treat others and his body. After Lu Qiang made his move, he felt like he had hit the wall, and all his strength bounced back. He had severe chest pain and suffered internal injuries. Seeing that he could not win, Lu Qiang left Fu Tianpeng and Ruoyan behind and fled the place in a hurry. Before leaving, Lu Qiang scolded the old monk fiercely: "Bald Donkey, today you have established a relationship with Crouching Tiger Mountain. If you are capable, do you dare to claim the title of Dharma?"
The old monk replied unhurriedly: "Amitabha, my name is Dharma Shan." Only then did Lu Qiang understand that the other party was the abbot of Southern Shaolin. No wonder his martial arts were extraordinary. Lu Qiang pointed at Fashan and said: "Bald donkey, the green mountains will not change, and the green water will always flow. Sooner or later I will have to settle this account with you."
After saying that, Lu Qiang ran away with all his followers. The old monk looked at Han Xian and said: "Amitabha, a stinky skin bag. It comes in vain and goes in vain. It doesn't matter if you don't bury it." He untied the rope, took out the calming Qi pills from the gourd, and gave Ruoyan some water. Clothes.
After a while, Ruoyan wakes up slowly. Then the old monk performed qigong exercises to heal Fu Tianpeng's injuries. Fu Tianpeng also opened his eyes while having a cup of tea. The tragic scene in front of them made them both heartbroken. Fu Tianpeng took back the sword, beat his chest and vowed to avenge Han Xian. But in the previous battle, he was far from a powerful opponent. When he was anxious, Fu Tianpeng's heart suddenly brightened when the kind-hearted old monk in front of him smiled at him.
