The Southern Song Dynasty began with the apprenticeship of Huang Shang

Chapter 118
At this time, Morita was already red-eyed, and he slashed wildly with a samurai sword, beheading more than a dozen disciples of the beggar gang, and at the same time, he killed the injured Jian Wuwei.

At this time, another disciple of the Beggar Clan came to the rescue. Seeing this situation, Jian Wuwei hastily shouted: "Everyone back off, don't make unnecessary sacrifices."

"Master Jane!"

Seeing Morita put away the knife and cut off Jian Wuwei's head, all the disciples of the Beggars' Clan cried out in mourning.

"Dang!"

Just when Morita's sword was about to fall on Jian Wuwei's neck, a long sword suddenly stopped Morita's samurai sword, and at the same time kicked Morita away.

Seeing that it was Yang Chengye who saved him, Jian Wuwei said, "Young Master Yang, be careful, this pirate is more difficult."

That's right, the person who came was Yang Chengye. He chased all the way, just in time to see that Morita was about to kill Jian Wuwei, so he rescued him without hesitation.

"Ba Ga, is it you again?"

Morita saw Yang Chengye knocking Qiu Qianren into the air, and he was afraid, so he fled out of the valley without even thinking about it.

Yang Chengye came to Jian Wuwei's side, touched his acupuncture points, and stopped the bleeding.

"Master Jian, how are you doing?"

Yang Chengye applied golden sore medicine to Jian Wuwei.

Jian Wuwei said, "Small injury, it's okay!"

"Just ran two..."

Yang Chengye patted Jian Wuwei on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, I'm here, you go back first."

After Yang Chengye finished speaking, he spread out and rushed out of the valley.

To the west of Queling Valley, ten miles away, Morita squatted on the ground in embarrassment, panting heavily, looking back from time to time, for fear that Yang Chengye would chase him.

"Morita, you are really lucky!"

At this moment, Qiu Qianren came out from the dark.

"Baga, Qiu Qianren, you actually led us into the ambush circle, I want to go back and report to the leader."

"hehe"

Qiu Qianren smirked and said, "Do you think you can go back?"

Hearing this, Morita was shocked and said in horror, "Qiu Qianren, what do you want to do?"

"If I can't go back, the leader will not let you go!"

Qiu Qianren's face turned cold, and he said in a gloomy tone: "Nomura Shinji is a character, and Qiu also admires him, but Wanyan Jinshuo and I only formed an alliance, not completely obeying him."

"I, I killed you. I told Nomura Shinji that you refused to cooperate with me and insisted on going your own way, which led to the failure of the mission and the annihilation of the entire army. I think Nomura Shinji will believe it."

Hearing this, Morita felt a chill in his heart, and said, "Qiu Qianren, you are really despicable!"

Qiu Qianren raised his palm and said, "Okay, Qiu has said enough, now I will send you on your way!"

As Qiu Qianren spoke, his palm was about to slap on the top of Morita's head.

Suddenly, a sharp blow of the finger came and hit Qiu Qianren's palm. Qiu Qianren let out a muffled snort, and quickly backed away.

Yang Chengye walked out slowly, and said, "Qiu Qianren, do you want to kill someone to silence your story?"

Qiu Qianren shook her numb palm and said, "It's you again? Don't think that Qiu is really afraid of you!"

As Qiu Qianren said, he stepped forward quickly, and the Iron Sand Palm used to attack Yang Chengye.

Yang Chengye sneered, and used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and immediately the dragon roared, and he hit Qiu Qianren at the same place.

Although there was nothing unusual about Qiu Qianren's Iron Sand Palm, it was strong and strong. After so many years of hard work, it was also very powerful, and it was able to forcibly hold down Yang Chengye's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

Although Qiu Qianren blocked Yang Chengye's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, he knew that he had tried his best, but he had made no achievements.

On the other hand, Yang Chengye's tricks seemed to be understatement, like a cat playing with a mouse, which made Qiu Qianren very aggrieved.

Suddenly, Qiu Qianren drew back his move, followed by a whistling sound, and more than a dozen black-clothed masked men rushed out of the darkness.

The black-clothed masked men were tall and strong, with iron locks in each hand, and they all entangled towards Yang Chengye.

Yang Chengye was slightly taken aback, stretched out his palm, grabbed the iron lock and pulled it back quickly, jumped up, and kicked the men in black with his feet non-stop, making a "bang bang bang" sound.

To Yang Chengye's surprise, his kicks were enough to break rocks, but those black-clothed and masked men seemed to be cast from copper and iron. Instead of being kicked into pieces, they sent Yang Chengye flying.

"This is…………"

Looking at these black-clothed masked men, Yang Chengye suddenly remembered the scene in the Ruicheng county government back then, and was startled.

"kill!"

At this time, Qiu Qianren issued another command, and the masked men in black continued to kill Yang Chengye without saying a word.

At this time, Yang Chengye felt that it was difficult, he didn't dare to fight, he grabbed Morita who wanted to escape, and quickly rushed towards the way he came.

A dozen black-clothed and masked men were about to go to hunt them down, but they were recalled by Qiu Qianren and disappeared into the darkness.

In the Bird Ling Valley, Yang Chengye threw the exhausted and panting Morita to the ground.

"Tell me, are you responsible for the plague in Jiaxing City?"

Yang Chengye stepped on Morita's chest and asked in a cold voice.

"Ba, Baga, I'm going to kill you!"

Morita glared at Yang Chengye and said sharply.

"Hehe, are you still so tough now?"

"what!"

Yang Chengye stepped hard, and Morita let out a scream.

"To say or not to say?"

Yang Chengye continued to exert force on his feet, and asked in a cold voice.

"Ba, Baga, kill me!"

Morita was still stubborn, without any compromise.

"Hmph, it seems that if you don't give you some strength, you won't confess!"

Yang Chengye pointed out with his fingers, and quickly tapped Morita a few times.

Yang Chengye said: "Just now I have tapped your body with my hands, and you will feel that life is worse than death after a while."

After Yang Chengye finished speaking, he stood aside and looked at Morita with folded arms.

At the beginning, Morita felt itchy and numb all over his body. After a while, he suddenly felt thousands of ants crawling in his body. Finally, he felt that his bones were in unbearable pain, and his veins seemed to be torn by a pair of big hands.

"what!"

Morita let out a heart-piercing scream, and wanted to reach out to grab it, but his acupoints were restricted by Yang Chengye, and he couldn't move at all, only his sense organs were still suffering.

At this time, Morita's eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Kill, kill me!"

Yang Chengye sneered and said, "It's so easy to want to die, this kind of pain is enough for you to enjoy for three days and three nights, enjoy it."

Morita yelled for three full hours, his voice was already hoarse, his body was dripping with sweat, and his clothes were already wet with sweat.

"I said, please, please give me a good time!"

Morita finally couldn't bear this inhuman torture, and began to beg Yang Chengye for mercy.

Yang Chengye stretched out his hand to release the broken hand, and said lightly: "Speak."

At this time, Morita had collapsed and was lying on the ground panting heavily.

After a long time, Morita said, "We did the plague in Jiaxing City, but it wasn't a plague."

"Ok?"

Yang Chengye frowned slightly, and said, "Be more specific!"

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