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Chapter 283 The Wind and Snow Intensify (2\2)

"Hahahaha, the girl from the Tan family is in a good mood."

"It's so cold, and I'm still interested in watching the snow with an umbrella! Fengya, it really is Fengya!"

Suddenly there was a muffled thunderous laughter.

The courtyard door that had already been closed flew towards Wang Anfeng and the three of them with a clattering sound. The strong wind howled, blowing the white snow wildly, and large and large cracks burst out on the bluestone walls on both sides of the courtyard door.

Wang Anfeng stepped up and stood in front of Tan Yurou.

The courtyard door is made of high-quality wood, surrounded by inlaid red copper, it is quite heavy, carrying a thousand catties of force and roaring in, the young man's black hair moved slightly, but his expression did not change at all, he raised his hand casually, and easily caught the heavy wooden door .

Vigorously flick.

The hair of the girl behind her moved slightly, her eyes were clear.

The snow fell silently.

The flying black hair fell quietly.

Amid the sound of bangs and explosions, a large Xuanhua ax hit the ground heavily, creating a big hole. A tall man strode in from outside the door. There was no grass on top of his head, and there was a scar on his face. With a ferocious scar, he looked extremely dangerous, holding a battle ax in one hand, while laughing loudly:

"Good martial arts! Good technique!"

"It's far more powerful than those young heroes."

Although this man is very majestic, when he stepped down, he did not leave a single footprint on the snow behind him. He was in the middle of winter, but he was only wearing single clothes, with his chest exposed. Vulgar martial arts attainments are not ordinary mediocrity.

Wang Anfeng raised his hand to block Tan Yurou's body, his eyes were fixed on the big man.

Since the latter's martial arts are good, his status may also be extraordinary. Based on Wang Anfeng's understanding of Xiding Prefecture, he can only think of the notorious 27th Company. On the battlefield, there are not many people who use it in the rivers and lakes.

And there are very few warriors who can use battle axes and have practiced at least seven ranks of martial arts. Apart from the ax technique, the man in front of him is extraordinary in both lightness and internal strength. There are 27 sects that directly point to the 27th rank of martial arts inheritance in the middle class, and there may be such odd sect warriors.

Above the rivers and lakes, He Yeluzi, a warrior with a real inheritance, is an opponent of two levels.

In the inheritance, there are at least several generations of warriors' painstaking experience. There are pioneers' thinking and attempts on the future road. There are successes and countless painful lessons. There is no doubt that warriors who walk along this road will be better than practicing alone. Walk faster and walk more steadily.

Whether it is foundation or experience, they are much more solid than those loose warriors.

It's just that Wang Anfeng never expected that it was obviously a conflict between the Tan family and the 27th Company, and the latter would actually send such a master over for Tan Yurou.

Under such circumstances, if it wasn't that the 27th Company gang was well prepared to disperse its own strength at will, it would be that the 27th Company Gang had already colluded with Yu Jiu and planned to use Tan Yurou, the only blood relative, to defeat Tan Tianxiong's defenses .

Wang Anfeng's heart sank slightly, he pursed his lower lip slightly, and said in a deep voice:
"You go inside first."

"He gave it to me."

The big man didn't stop him, he just stood a dozen meters away and watched Ruan Ruaner walk into the house, but after walking a few steps, Wang Anfeng's ears moved slightly, and he felt a very faint sound, His expression changed slightly, he turned around abruptly, and brushed his right hand across his waist.

Only there was a sound of piercing the air, but there were eighteen cold lights thrown out from his hands, splitting into trajectories, shooting out from the gap around Ruan Yuer Yan'er's body, and entering the room.

There was a moment of silence.

The crisp sound of weapon explosions sounded continuously.

A total of eighteen beats.

But at this time, the big man who seemed to be on the sidelines had fled to three meters in front of Wang Anfeng without a sound, the corner of his mouth grinned slightly, and the battle ax in his hand suddenly tore at Wang Anfeng's neck, setting off a gust of evil wind.

At this time, the distance was already extremely close, and Wang Anfeng was extremely reluctant to draw his sword any more. He flipped his palm over and held a dagger, cutting out several cold rays like lightning, colliding with the edge of the battle axe, making a whistling sound, and a wave of air gushed out. Shooting, blowing away the snow on both sides.

The man staggered back a few steps, and took off his weapon.

Wang Anfeng also took half a step back, the palm of his hand holding the dagger trembled slightly.

Even though his martial arts are good, the opponent is definitely a seventh-rank martial artist, and his internal strength is three points higher than his own. Just now he made a sudden attack, and in a hurry, he couldn't mobilize the method of the ten powers of the Tathagata. Failed to suppress the opponent by brute force.

The bald man glanced at his trembling tiger's mouth, praised him, and said:
"A lot of strength."

From the wooden house behind him, a person looted out, standing on the eaves, his face was as pale as a ghost, his black hair was scattered, hanging down his back, his right hand was long and slender, holding a long sword, his breath was erratic, if you don't look at it with your eyes, even Wang Anfeng would ignore it even if he didn't notice it for a while.

The man in white glanced at Wang Anfeng. At this moment, the young man raised his hands with heavy fists.

With a low laugh, he retracted his gaze and said:

"Very sharp."

Although the voice was deep and hoarse, it carried some female voices.

Wang Anfeng took a deep breath, one of his hands was on the top, the other was down, and the powerful Buddhist fist slowly rose from the young man's body. It was vast and peaceful, and the two warriors saw it in their hearts.

The big man's expression became serious. He originally only held the ax with one hand, but now he raised and lowered his hands, holding the heavy battle ax in his hands, and his whole body could not help but float. He raised his eyes and looked at the woman in white. Nodded slightly.

Three hours ago.

As the wine was boiled over a raging fire, the scribe in white smiled and said:
"Fifth Brother, Eighth Sister, your lightness kung fu is the best. After you go, try it out first."

"If the opponent's strength is average, there is no need for the original plan."

"If the opponent is strong enough, we can also let the opponent know that our strength is not easy to mess with, so that he can retreat in the face of difficulties."

The palm of the big man holding the handle of the ax was slightly stronger, the snowflakes fell, and he shouted suddenly. He galloped like a tiger, and slashed forward with the battle ax in his hand. At the same time, the woman in white also fell from above. , the long sword in his hand was vicious, stabbing at the back of Tan Yurou behind Wang Anfeng.

Test, or kill.

Nobody knows.

But the murderous intent was already evident at this time, like white snow, filling the courtyard.

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The sound of metal explosions sounded.

A ray of cold light whirled soaring into the sky, and fell on the snow beside it, humming and trembling.

Third Li spat, the saber in his hand was covered with blood.

Around it, the raging fire was burning, and the sound of strong crossbows and bows piercing the air was almost continuous. At the same time, there was never a moment of disappearance, and there was also the sound of sharp knives piercing into the flesh and the sound of blood due to the high temperature of the flames. And the fishy smell.

The man took a deep breath.

The bloody smell filled his chest and abdomen, causing his eyes to narrow slightly.

This is, the taste of the battlefield.

Behind him were three warriors from the 27th Company holding long spears and stabbing forward side by side, but Li Lao San didn't seem to notice it and didn't make any reaction. In three steps, there are two groups of giant whale gangs turning around, each with ten people in one, rotating from the inside to the outside.

The light of the knife is sharp, and it blooms layer by layer.

Like a lotus.

In the blink of an eye, there was no warrior with a gun behind Li Laosan, only the corpse lying on the ground, with blood flowing all over the ground.

The man didn't even bother to look back, but just strode forward with a long knife in his hand.

On the battlefield, it is indeed difficult to appear a peerless master who is truly arrogant and overwhelming.

But what is the difference between ordinary Jianghu people who fall into the battle of military strategists and fat meat?
Because warriors of the military family never fight alone, under any circumstances, as long as you focus on your front, your left, right, and behind you, there will always be other people protecting you.

"How can you say that you have no clothes, and you share the same robe with your son!"

"Wang Yuxing, repair my spear!"

Amidst the loud shouts, the long knife was as cold as snow,

Above the sky, a berserk blood-colored spear shot up into the clouds with a tragic and heroic aura, colliding heavily with an old figure.

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Talk about the government.

The snow seems to be getting bigger.

Yujiu looked dazed for a while, came back to his senses, looked away from the snow scene, the tea in the teacup next to him was already cold, raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, and asked casually:
"Now, what time is it?"

The girl in red behind pursed her lips and said with a smile:
"It's just passed the time of Xu."

"Xu Shi."

Yu Jiu murmured, breathed out, and said:

"In Xushi, you should go out to see the scenery."

"Yu'er, just wait here, don't follow me out."

The woman in red pursed her lips, saluted, and said:
"Yes... son."

The sound of the clothes flapping suddenly sounded, and Yu Jiu's figure had risen into the sky, and jumped into the courtyard. His lightness kungfu was quite superb, although it was not at the level of a third-rank expert flying in the air, but in the darkness of night , relying on Luoxue, dressed in black clothes, flashing again and again, is also very chic, like an exiled fairy.

In the night, there were also several figures rising up, male or female, old or young, with different appearances, but all of them were vigorous and vigorous, obviously with good martial arts skills, followed behind Yu Jiu, and walked away. Inside the Tan Mansion, the girl in red stood up straight and watched those people go away.

With clear eyebrows, he pursed his lips and smiled.

"Son..."

"Go on."

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In the Zhao residence.

Zhao Zhengyong looked at the moonlight in the sky with a peaceful expression.

After all the conspiracies in the rivers and lakes, the once irritable warrior has already become moody and angry.

The night is quiet, so the sound of the whistle of the soldiers will be very obvious. These days, the conflict between the Tan family and the 27th company has become more and more intense.

Not many people died.

But precisely because not many people died, that kind of depression has been accumulating all the time, and it has never exploded. On the contrary, it has become more frightening and unstable.

There are many things in the rivers and lakes that can only be calmed down by the death of people, people of great weight.

Zhao Zhengyong exhaled slowly, and said to the young man next to him:

"Go, call some of the old man's friends."

The young man next to him clasped his fists as he promised, turned around and walked away quickly. Zhao Zhengyong stood where he was. The snow fell silently, falling on his shoulders and on his white hair. Under the moonlight, everything was quiet. This seemed to be a scene he had seen before. It made him look a little dazed.

30...

Twelve years have passed.

The genius doctor who was once devoted to him touched a taboo, his sect was destroyed, and the lonely and indifferent Tiger King was dying of illness.

The young man who sang wildly and drunk has been slaughtered all over the world and became the master of the evil sect.

How many winds and rains, how many people are left of the old man?

The self who used to be the most disdainful of fighting for power and profit has fallen to such a point.

Alone, Zhao Zhengyong opened his mouth to Bai Xueyueye, burst out laughing, and said leisurely:

"If you see the old man who was here before, I'm afraid you will get drunk and hang me on the tower for one night, three nights, and then let me wake up with a big laugh..."

"Of course, it's also possible to take a fist to wake me up."

The smile on the old man's face faded, and finally only a trace remained at the corner of his mouth.

Watching Xueluo Wuya quietly.

"It's a pity that you are no longer here."

Amidst the sound of the clothes flapping, three figures leaped towards Zhao Zhengyong,

The softness on Zhao Zhengyong's face flashed away, and when he turned around, he was domineering and calm again. Facing the curious gaze of the visitor, he said slowly:
"Brother Zhang, Brother Wu, and Brother Han."

The three returned the salute and said:
"Brother Zhao, I don't know why you asked me to wait here?"

Zhao Zhengyong nodded and said, "There are indeed some things."

Then he spoke out his own judgment and worries, his voice paused, and he said again:

"These two are very powerful. In any case, in order to be more secure, I should hold another card in my hand."

One of them was less than seven feet tall, with a sword on his back and a dignified appearance. Hearing this, he frowned and said:
"What card?"

Zhao Zhengyong looked at Bai Xue, the expression in his eyes changed, and he spoke slowly, saying:
"Talk softly."

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In the courtyard.

The big man's face was ferocious, and the battle ax in his hand had already been raised, approaching the young man's chest with a substantive aura, and the cold aura of the sharp sword became more and more sharp, silent, and the distance between Tan Yurou's brows, It's only five inches away.

An icy murderous aura swayed in the courtyard.

The snow is still falling quietly, very gently on the branches of Hanmei.

Wang Anfeng's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened.

The momentum of Hunyuan with both palms was retracted, and in an instant, there seemed to be the sound of Buddhist Sanskrit singing, trembling around, and within a radius of one zhang where the boy's feet stood, the wind and snow stopped suddenly.

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