Song Dynasty

Chapter 147 Yang Zaixing ([-])
"Good knife!"

If others were forced by the brothers of the Feng family, they would already be in a mess.

But Yang Zaixing's eyes turned greener and greener, and he suddenly giggled sharply; "You two bastards know what kind of sword technique, blindly fancy, are you selling it on the street, and you are also equipped with such a good sword? Dao, I want it , I want your life too!"

"Roar!" There was a long howl, but the sound came from the dantian, which made people's ears hurt.

At this time, he picked up another shield in his hand, instead of retreating, he slammed into Feng Changyuan's red blood knife fiercely.

Without any suspense, the shield was instantly broken into two pieces by the sharp blade.

Seeing that, the red blood knife was about to slash his face.

At the same time, the faces of the Feng family brothers also showed a look of relief.

However, at this moment, Yang Zaixing suddenly grabbed the edge of the shield that had been divided into two with both hands and closed it towards the middle, forcefully clamping the Red Blood Knife.

Then with a spin, Feng Changyuan's right hand holding the saber burst open, and the saber was snatched away.

In the blink of an eye, Feng Changqing's Iron Cutting Saber came again.A ball of white light circled around and wrapped around the enemy's neck.

Yang Zaixing didn't even have time to change hands, so with his red blood in his hands, he struck with the handle of the saber, just hitting the joint where the old strength of the Iron Slicing Saber had exhausted its new strength.

Feng Changqing only felt that his body lost his balance, he fell and sat down.

The iron chopping knife in his hand pierced deeply into the deck.

Cold sweat broke out all over his body: This fellow is indeed the king of swords in the south, and my brother's sword skills are not bad, but when he falls under him, he is as good as a three-year-old child... Ah, "Chang Yuan!"

He let out a terrified howl.

Before him was a terrifying scene.

I saw Yang Zaixing crutching on Feng Changyuan's heart.

Ordinarily, Feng Changyuan was wearing thick iron armor, not to mention turning around, even if he was hit by a hammer, his skin would not be damaged.However, he yelled and couldn't help backing away, his face was already distorted by the pain.

After beating Feng Changyuan back with an elbow, Yang Zaixing picked up the red blood knife and opened the posture, only to see the white light like a practice, and the sound of "squeaking" was endless: "Turn your head over your head, wrap your head over your brain, hehe, watch it, chop, Chop, smash, cut, scrape, pull, prick, smash, split, wrap, fan, block, slide.Chop, cut, chop, cut, pick, lift, vertebra, prick, support, cut, wipe, chop, belt, Stop, sweep."

"Hurry up, hurry up, you're too slow!"

It's a long story, but it's just an instant.

In a blink of an eye, there are bloody nail leaves flying in the air.

Yang Zaixing was not in a hurry to kill Feng Changyuan, but kept sarcastic and teasing him, hacking him to pieces.

"I'll fuck your mother!" Feng Changqing's eyes were red, and he suddenly pulled out the chopping iron. This time, he didn't care about what moves to use, and he chopped off the head with a single blow.

"Dang!" The two knives intersected and settled in mid-air.

A foot came out of nowhere and kicked him in the heart.

After spitting blood and falling to the ground, Feng Changqing still felt baffled: How did I get knocked down, impossible, impossible?

"It's not bad. The so-called saber technique, no matter how skillful it is, it only counts when it hits the opponent. The less movements and the faster the speed, the better!" Yang Zaixing slashed and slashed the faces of the two Shui Yongs. Open, with a big mouth full of human blood: "Give me the other knife too!"

Easily overwhelmed a boatload of people, Yang Zaixing was high-spirited and arrogant.

He stretched out his finger and flicked the red blood knife, and the sound of "buzzing" was endless, and he chanted: "The wind blows the lotus leaf and hides the bottom of the leaf, and the window looks at the moon at the length of the body. Looking left and right, the jade girl shuttles in all directions. The lion dribbles the ball Roll forward, the mountain-opening giant python turns around and walks. Left and right are high and low, butterflies are in love with flowers, and turning around is like a windmill. Hehe, these sword tactics are bullshit, martial arts in the world are only fast, I am faster than you, I win. If you are slower than me, you die !"

"Huh!" Before he could finish speaking, a big gun pierced like a black thread.The moves are simple and vigorous, powerful and heavy.

In the blink of an eye, he stabbed Yang Zaixing in the chest.

Yang Zaixing didn't have any armor on his body, the spear seemed to be extremely powerful, if he was pierced, a transparent hole would probably be poked out.

That's right, it was Wu Tuo who had been in the center directing this spear.

Wu Tuo is low-key, simple and honest.But there is one advantage, doing things very seriously.When he first asked Yue Yun about the Yue family's Hebei great spear skills, Young Master Yue was not a good-tempered person.I felt that this Wu man was too stupid and didn't bother to bother, so I just taught him a few basic stabbing moves.He also said that if he was stabbed a thousand times a day, he would become a great weapon in the future.

When he said this, Wu Tuote believed it.

After so many years of practice, at this moment, a straight spear is as fast as lightning, and there is a rumbling wind.

Yang Zaixing is known as the god of swords in the south, how could he not realize the power of this spear.The so-called, a coincidence does not work.The enemy, the leader of the army, really has the charm of the three characters of heavy, clumsy and big in martial arts.If he had encountered this stab ten years ago, he might have caught his way.

Wu Tuo also believed that the enemy would not be able to hide from this shot, which had condensed his energy and spirit and practiced hard for a long time.

However, at this moment, the saber in Yang Zaixing's right hand was placed on the barrel of the gun.With a turn of the body, he turned to face him.

Then, relying on the strength of the waist and legs when the body rotated, the left hand punched fiercely on the chest mirror on Wu Tuo's chest.

It's too fast.

"freeze"

Huge power came through the heart-guard, as if being hit by a gourd or a bone.

Wu Tuo couldn't breathe for a moment, and his whole body was pulled back violently.The result of long-term training was reflected at this moment. While retreating, he drew back the big gun in his hand and stabbed forward.

But Yang Zaixing refused to give up, he rubbed his body and went up, "shua shua" the red blood knife in his hand, chopped the big spear into a two-foot-long stick.

Seeing that Wu Tuo was about to be taken down by the enemy, Feng Changqing, who jumped up again, yelled in grief and indignation: "Tie Yang, stop going crazy."

It's still the same as before, blindly seeking quickness, and there are no other useless tricks.

Yang Zaixing kicked Wu Tuo away with a light kick, put the iron knife in place with the horizontal knife, and laughed: "Yes, yes, yes, that's the way, this is the real ability to kill. Grandpa is in a good mood today, so I will teach you two hands. If you can really leave alive, and remember the benefits of a certain."

Putting his hand away, he put the red blood knife on his back and stretched his head forward: "Look!"

"Crazy child!" This was already extremely contempt, Feng Changqing's eyes were red, and he was not polite, he raised the iron knife and stabbed Yang Zaixing in the face in a row.

A miracle happened, and Yang Zaixing didn't make too much movement, he just kept shaking his head, and at the critical moment, he managed to dodge it.

After ten or so stabs in a row, he didn't hurt a single hair on him.

Wu Tuo had just been punched by the enemy and was almost breathless. He rested for a while before recovering.Seeing this astonishing scene, my heart skipped a beat.He knows the martial arts of Brother Feng Changqing, and he has also sparred with them today, and he is considered a rare expert in the Sizhou Army.Otherwise, it is impossible to be valued by the wife and become her domestic slave.

The wife is from Hebei, her father was invincible in all counties, and Yue Yun was known as the number one in the three armies, so he has a good eye.

But for such a good hand as Feng Changqing, the lightning-like series of stabs seemed to be hacking into the air.

Is this Yang Zaixing still a human being, the southern sword god, yes, this is the real sword god!

Wu Tuo didn't know that there were no so-called magical skills in this world, but only hard training.Of course, innate physical conditions are also required, which determines the upper limit of a person's martial arts.

If Wang Shen were here right now, he would definitely open his mouth wide and shout, "O professional boxer!"

Yes, such a situation only happens to professional fighters.

Before a boxer can practice beating, he must first learn to be beaten and dodge.

Zou Shiming, who will win the Olympic bantamweight gold medal in later generations, once appeared on a Mango TV show, stood still, and let a few hosts randomly hit him on the head with his fists. He only wanted to hit his face with his fists Time to flash.

In the end, after dozens of punches, he wasn't even touched by anyone, but the hosts were so tired that they fell down.

If nothing else, this Yang Zaixing has also received scientific and systematic training similar to the professional boxers, wrestlers, and kickboxers of later generations.

Arrogant, contemptuous, arrogant, Yang Zaixing really has such qualities.

The viewers were as dismayed as mountains, and the sky and the earth were held low for a long time. I have never seen such a master. Such martial arts are already extraordinary, at least for the ancients.

A newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, which angered Wu Tuo.

He regained his breath, pulled out the pumpkin from his waist with a loud roar, took a step forward and slammed it on Yang Zaixing's head with a "hoo".

The Southern Swordsman didn't move his body, still maintaining the rattle-like movement of his head, but the red blood knife in his right hand seemed to be swinging limply.

The moment he touched the pumpkin, he was shocked.

"Dang!" There was a sound of gold and jade, which pierced people's ears and "hummed" immediately.

When Wu Tuo pulled the hammer down, his whole body tensed up. He suddenly felt as if he had hit a thick wall, and his whole body was bounced to the ground.

He was terrified: this Dao surnamed Yang didn't say anything, but he still had such great strength, isn't this a monster?It's over, it's over, we're all going to die here tonight.

Behind Yang Zaixing, water ghosts swarmed over.

The Sizhou Army Shuiyong on the boat was already in chaos. If it wasn't for the fact that the water was full of enemies and had nowhere to escape, they could only grit their teeth and fight to the death, perhaps they would have completely dispersed.

"Answer."

Wu Tuo subconsciously turned his head to look, only to see Yan Yuemeng who had been crouching under the ship's side raised a bow with a divine arm and fired it.

It turned out that a water ghost found him, grinning grinningly, holding a knife and striding forward, intending to chop off the head of the navy leader to get credit for it.

Yan said that Meng was timid, and he was completely confused at the moment, randomly picking up things on the deck and throwing them at the enemy.I don't know if it was his luck, but he accidentally touched a strong crossbow that was already wound up.

"咻" is a loud voice, and it hits the target.

The power of the Divine Arm Bow is so great, the crossbow arrow enters from the enemy's lower abdomen, emerges obliquely from the back, and shoots towards Yang Zaixing in front.

Yang Zaixing's line of sight was blocked by that subordinate, and he didn't expect the piercing power of the divine arm bow to be so powerful, and he was hit by an arrow in his left chest.With a muffled snort, he turned over and fell into the water, disappearing instantly.

(End of this chapter)