Lu Ying was angry at the cruelty of this man, and struck out with the palm of her left hand, knocking the man flying several feet and falling to the ground. When the servants saw this, they were all shocked. They looked at Zhang Wu and another young man, as if they wanted to listen to their instructions.
The young man frowned, stepped forward, and said to Lu Ying: "Your Excellency has great skills, what do you call me? How dare you hurt my disciple, do you know what the consequences will be?"
Lu Ying said: "Nanyang Lu Ying, who are you?" The young man's face was full of anger and said: "You don't know the heights of the world! I want to teach you a lesson."
As soon as the young man finished speaking, he struck with his right hand in front of his face. This palm came with a fierce force, and it clearly carried a strong palm energy. Lu Ying raised her palms in response, and her palms met with a snap.
Lu Ying was shaken and took several steps back, but the young man only swayed a few times. Although Lu Ying underestimated the enemy and did not use all his strength, it was obvious that this person's internal strength was slightly superior.
Feiyun was secretly surprised. This man looked like a playboy but had some real abilities. No wonder he was so arrogant. Feiyun saw Lu Ying coming forward again and planned to stop him, but then he thought about it, Lu Ying's body skills were extremely exquisite, and even if he was defeated, he would not be in any danger.
Feiyun first wanted to see Lu Ying's footwork again, and secondly, he also wanted to see what the opponent's martial arts was like.
When Feiyun was thinking about it, Lu Ying had already stepped forward and fought with the young man. Lu Ying knew that the opponent's skill was higher than hers, so she used exquisite footwork to compete with the opponent. The man's palm power was strong, Lu Ying's body skills were exquisite, and the two of them were indistinguishable for a while.
The servants who followed the man were surprised when they saw that they had not won the fight for so long. As soon as Zhang Wu waved his hand, they drew their swords and swarmed up to besiege Lu Ying.
But as soon as these servants moved, Zheng Yu and Zheng Song flew over and stopped them with their swords. Those men slashed at Zheng Yu and Zheng Song with their swords, and Zheng Yu and Zheng Song raised their swords to meet them. However, the swords flashed, and in less than a moment, these people were all hit by the swords, and fell to the ground in a mess, groaning.
At the same time, Zhang Wu swung his sword and slashed at Tianxiang. He coveted Tianxiang's beauty and still wanted to capture Tianxiang back. Seeing his squinting look, Tianxiang was extremely angry and raised his sword to meet him.
Tianxiang's swordsmanship was taught by the old man Ximen, so it was naturally beyond the reach of a playboy like Zhang Wu. The two exchanged less than ten moves before Tianxiang stabbed Zhang Wu in the chest with his sword. Zhang Wu screamed and fell to the ground.
The man who was fighting with Lu Ying heard the voices of these people, took a peek, and was shocked. While he was distracted, Lu Ying took the opportunity to point at his acupuncture point, and the man fell limply to the ground. Fortunately, Lu Ying was kind-hearted and had no enmity with him. Lu Ying just wanted to be angry at his arrogance and domineering, so she only used 70% of her internal strength and avoided the fatal point, otherwise this finger could kill him.
Tianxiang stepped forward and asked the man: "Who are you Zhang Wu? What is your name?"
The man untied his acupuncture points, stood up slowly, and said, "I am his eldest brother Zhang Yong, what did you do to him?"
Tianxiang snorted and said: "Your rogue brother has been stabbed by me. If you want to save his life, take him to the doctor quickly."
When Zhang Yong heard this, he was shocked and hurried to Zhang Wu to check carefully. He saw blood pouring from Zhang Wu's chest and had already passed out.
Zhang Yong hurriedly stopped Zhang Wu's bleeding and fed him pills. He didn't care to settle the score with Tianxiang, so he took the servants and left quickly with injuries on his back.
When Feiyun saw this, he stopped chasing and continued to move forward. After walking for a short time, the group came to a woods. While walking, a group of people suddenly rushed out of the woods ahead and blocked the way. At the same time, many people poured out from both sides of the road and from behind the carriage, surrounding Feiyun and his party. There were about dozens of people in this group, while Feiyun and the others only had more than ten people. Upon seeing this, Feiyun hurriedly ordered everyone to guard the carriage on all sides.
I heard someone in front shouting: "Stop, this road is blocked." All of these people were dressed in powerful clothes and held weapons in their hands. Feiyun looked carefully and saw Pei Shouyi and others again.
Feiyun cupped his hands towards Pei Shouyi and said, "Senior Pei, why are you here again? What do you want?"
Pei Shouyi smiled slightly and said, "I know you have many masters under your command now, so I want to compete with you."
Feiyun asked in confusion: "You want money again? I don't have any money now!"
Pei Shouyi laughed and said, "I don't want anything this time. No matter we win or lose, we will leave immediately. If you don't agree to compete, we will block the road."
Feiyun thought to himself that it would be difficult to escape if he didn't compete with them, so he agreed to Pei Shouyi.
Pei Shouyi was overjoyed. With a wave of his hand, a person walked out from behind him, it was Pei Fu. Pei Fu came to the middle of the two armies with a steel sword in his hand and shouted: "Which of you dares to come and compete with me?"
After hearing this, Zheng Song strode up to Pei Fu, bowed his hands, and said, "I'm Zheng Song, I'm here to learn some great tricks!" Pei Fu glanced at Zheng Song and saw that he was elegant and well-dressed, so he couldn't help but look down upon him. Then he said: "Huh, you are just a scholar, not my opponent. It is better to find someone more powerful, lest your life be wasted."
Zheng Song was not angry, smiled slightly, and said: "If I die by your sword, you can only blame me for not being good at learning. But there are exceptions to everything. Maybe I am lucky and can win by chance. "
Zheng Song had an idea. On the one hand, he deliberately showed weakness to arrogant the enemy, and on the other hand, he deliberately angered the opponent. As expected, Pei Fu fell into the trap, and he was immediately excited and furious, shouting: "Stop talking nonsense, watch the knife!" As soon as he finished speaking, he struck directly on Zheng Song's head with a "Taishan Crush" move.
Seeing the fierceness of his attack, Zheng Song knew he couldn't take it head-on, so he swayed and easily avoided Pei Fu's thunderous strike. Zheng Song immediately drew his sword and swept across, heading straight to Pei Fu's middle road. Pei Fu's sword failed, and before the move became old enough, he switched to sweeping the army, taking two steps across at the same time, avoiding Zheng Song's sword.
Zheng Song originally thought that Pei Fu must be slow in movement. At this moment, I found that he was actually agile, which was a bit surprising. Zheng Song did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly used his Qinggong with all his strength, preparing to use flexible and changeable footwork to disturb the opponent's mind first. In less than a moment, the two had exchanged dozens of moves, and it was hard to tell them apart.
Pei Fu is also considered a top-notch master. When he swings the steel sword, he becomes fierce and powerful. Zheng Song knew that the opponent's internal strength was higher than his own, so he had no choice but to wander around and wait for an opportunity to counterattack. However, although Zheng Song's footwork is exquisite, it also consumes a lot of internal energy. The two fought for more than forty moves again. Zheng Song's internal strength weakened and his figure was inevitably a little sluggish. But Pei Fu was still full of energy, attacking Zheng Song one after another.
Zheng Song was attacked by Pei Fu and was in a hurry, and his footwork was a little out of shape. At this moment, Pei Fu came across with a sword. Zheng Song couldn't dodge, so he had to block it with his sword. There was only a "clang" sound, and the swords clashed. Zheng Song was shocked and took a few steps back.
Upon seeing this, Feiyun shouted loudly: "Master Zheng, please come back. We will admit defeat in this game!" Zheng Song also knew that he was no match. If he carried on, his life might not be saved. When I heard Feiyun shouting, I knew that he was doing it for his own good.
At this time, Pei Fu was about to step forward when Zheng Song said, "Wait a minute. Your Excellency is very skilled in martial arts. I'll admit defeat!" After hearing this, Pei Fu immediately stopped. He knew that although his martial arts skills were slightly higher than Zheng Song's. However, it was difficult to take the opponent's life in a short period of time, so he gave up as soon as possible.
Pei Fu shouted: "Since you admit defeat, then I will spare your life!" The people on the other side burst into cheers after hearing this!
Zheng Song returned to Feiyun and said, "Young Master Lin, I have failed to meet my high expectations. Please bear with me!" Feiyun said quickly: "What did Mr. Zheng say? Victory or defeat is a common thing for military officers. Please don't pay too much attention. There are four more people behind me. In this game, we still have a chance to win. You step aside first and have a good rest." Zheng Song thanked Feiyun for not blaming him for not being good at learning, so he walked to Lu Ying's side. Seeing that he was listless, Lu Ying comforted him repeatedly.
Pei Fu retreated, and another strong man walked out. Although he was not as tall as Pei Fu, he still looked much taller than Feiyun and others. It was Pei Dashan
Pei Dashan held a big sword in his hand and shouted: "I am Lingnan Pei Dashan, who of you dares to come up and give it a try?" Feiyun knew that he was walking calmly and his internal strength was not weak, so he quickly said to the people beside him: "Everyone , this person seems to have very deep internal strength, if you go up, don’t struggle with him for too long, just fight him as fast as possible.”
Lu Ying jumped out and flew to Pei Dashan. When Pei Dashan saw a young man coming, he was overjoyed and said: "Little brother, you are young, retreat early, you are no match for me. How about that?"
Lu Ying was furious and shouted: "You arrogant people, what are you daydreaming about! Look at the sword!" As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Ying pulled out his sword and chopped it off on the head!
Pei Dashan saw that Lu Ying was only in his twenties, so he didn't take him seriously, so he took action a little slower. He did not expect that Lu Ying had great attainments in martial arts and swordsmanship. When Pei Dashan saw him coming with a sword in his hand, he raised his sword to meet him. There was only a "click" sound, and the sword in Pei Dashan's hand was cut into two pieces. When Pei Dashan was stunned, he suddenly felt a strong palm force coming towards his chest.
It turned out that Lu Ying was angry with Pei Dashan for his rude words, so this sword attack had used up all his internal strength. Pei Dashan's internal strength is already good. If he exerts all his strength, Lu Ying may not be able to succeed in one blow. Lu Ying succeeded in one move, and while Pei Dashan was distracted, he quickly struck out with his left palm. By the time Pei Dashan reacted and tried to dodge, it was already too late. Lu Ying hit Pei Dashan in the chest with his palm. Pei Dashan's huge body was knocked backwards several feet and fell to the ground. Fortunately, he had deep internal strength and only suffered some internal injuries, but he was not dead.
Lu Ying waved her sword and was about to catch up. Pei Dashan struggled to his feet and shouted: "Your Excellency is very skilled in martial arts, I surrender!" Just now, the opponent did not pursue Zheng Song fiercely, so now Lu Ying had no choice but to stop chasing. After a one-on-one tie, Feiyun finally breathed a sigh of relief. When Lu Ying returned to Feiyun, Feiyun quickly stepped forward to greet him and said, "Young Master Lu, thank you for your kindness."
