Zhenlongting

Chapter 109 Blast Thousand Mountains Away With One Punch (Monthly Ticket Plus Changes)

The reason Ye Yinzhang called to stop was not because the environment here was bad.

Instead, he saw a sword, a knife.

The sword is a broken sword, and the knife has been bent into a ring.

At the same time, you can still see bloodstains scattered in groups on the dry ground, which is somewhat different from the black bloody depression in the big courtyard.

This blood is fresh.

"It's Cheng'er's sword and Yuying's knife. Something really happened to the two of them."

Ye Yinzhang's voice was full of suppressed anger, with a trace of panic.

But Liu Changhe unsheathed his swords, and said coldly: "It's here. It should not be long after the battle, and we haven't evacuated yet. Everyone spread out and touch it quietly. It's important to save people."

After speaking, take the lead.

"wrong!"

Zhang Kun raised his eyebrows and his heart beat wildly.

He felt uncomfortable all over his body, as if a huge crisis was imminent, and suddenly shouted, "Get down!"

At the same time as the voice came out, he himself seemed to be blown by a strong wind, and he suddenly fell forward, walking fast on the ground...

Walking like a snake, sprinting like a raccoon, he sprinted over a distance of more than ten feet in a few steps, and reached the foot of the fence.

In my ears, I heard a huge gunshot like popping beans.

The flames flared, illuminating the night sky.

Looking back, I saw that most of the group of people who came with me had already fallen down immediately.

Especially the escorts of Yuanshun Escort Bureau, including Wang Jingya, when they heard the order, they threw themselves into the mud, blood and dust without even thinking about it.

The bullet "咻咻" passed over their bodies, but did not hurt anyone.

However, seven or eight of the Yang family's guards and knife masters didn't react, and fell a little slower.Blood spattered all over his body, and he fell to the ground convulsingly.

Zhou Changhe, who rushed to the front, only ran a few steps, as if hit by a heavy hammer, he was shot in the shoulder, and fell to the ground crookedly, cursing angrily, "Good thief, there is an ambush."

Ye Yinzhang cat was on the ground, full of anger, and warned loudly: "It's the imperial guards, and the incense burners. They joined forces. Put up the shield, the shield, follow me to kill."

His voice was hoarse and hoarse. Obviously, the sudden wave of shooting just now had caused heavy casualties to Xiao Daohui, and knocked him into a daze.

"Haha, there is nowhere to find if you break through the iron shoes, and it doesn't take much effort to get it. Xiaodaohui, you rebels, the end is here."

A rough voice sounded.

The fire was brightly lit in the courtyard, and a fat general with full armor was seen standing in the courtyard with the door open.Beside him stood an old Taoist priest with white beard and hair and a ruddy complexion.Up and down the fence, in the middle of the courtyard, there were gunmen in various clothes standing there.

Some pulled the bolts and re-aimed.

Some are still being filled with cleaning rods...

In the smog, the next round of attacks will be launched again.

"The imperial guards use foreign guns, and the Red Lotus Society uses old-fashioned equipment from the Qing army. They carry their guns..."

There are also archers and swordsmen.

Zhang Kun leaned his back against the wall, leaned on his back muscles and elbows, squeezed his thighs, and squirmed his body onto the wall.

With a glance, he could clearly see the defenses in the courtyard.

I sneered in my heart.

He didn't draw his knife, but turned over to the fence, shook his hands, and two revolvers appeared in his hands.

The figure turned halfway, the gun muzzle moved, and snapping...

A dense rain of bullets fell in front of him in a fan shape.

Amidst the humming of the wheels, the bullets, like the god of death, locked onto the head of the shooter on the courtyard wall with incomparable precision.

In just two breaths, he ran out of twelve bullets from his double guns.

Standing on the fence, without moving his feet, twelve guards wearing light armor and holding foreign guns fell down in front of him.

"Forward, don't stop, Zhang Kun has succeeded."

Outside, Wang Jingya was the first to react. She was carrying two eight-edged purple gold hammers, rushing forward like a female leopard...

I don't know what she was thinking, she didn't attack the open part of the main door, but found the weak point of the wall, and blasted out with a hammer first, and the wall collapsed in response.

Wang Jingya jumped up, swinging her hammers slightly, and beat the two fallen sergeants so that their bodies bent and flew upside down.

Behind her, several people rolled their swords and killed them.

Ye Yinzhang was dazzled by the sight, secretly annoyed, thinking that he couldn't even compare to a girl, and all these years of work were really in vain.

He snapped, "Follow me."

The sharp light in his hand swished out like a rainstorm, heading straight for the main entrance.

There was a sound of shouting and killing behind him.

After Zhang Kun finished firing the [-]-grain ammunition, he shook his hands heavily, and the runners popped out, and two loaders slipped out from the palms of both hands. He loaded the right gun with his left hand, and pressed the left gun runner with his right hand.

This gun is easy to use, but it is too troublesome, and the procedures are too cumbersome. It takes two or three breaths to load a bullet.

With this time, when you meet a master, you can cut dozens of knives and run nearly a hundred meters.

Zhang Kun looked around coldly, controlling the scene, only seeing where the threat was the greatest, and attacking first.

He thought it carefully, but the old Taoist over there had already discovered something was wrong.

When the figure was blown up by a gust of wind, when he rushed forward, he shouted loudly: "It's Zhang Kun, the blood-eyed mad knife, you can't let him load the bullets, Commander Kazambu, let's surround and kill together... Hurry up, otherwise you will be killed!" Bad thing."

His voice was tense and anxious, slightly flustered.

Obviously, he didn't expect Zhang Kun to be here.

The capital city is only so big, what happened these days, as Venerable Lianxin of the old Jianghu, how could he not know.

He knew that although this Crazy Saber looked young, he had broken into the palace long ago, and even fought with Grandmaster Yin Fu and escaped unscathed.

Even under the watchful eyes of everyone, in a life-and-death fight, he punched Zhang Chonghua, a first-class expert in the escort agency.

This is a solid record, and no one can underestimate it.

Moreover, during the battle at the Green Willow Villa that day, he witnessed with his own eyes the accuracy of Zhang Kun's short spear shooting.

At this time, how dare you stand there and take a big?
Watching the opponent reload the bullet... or finish the preparation, and shoot another round, maybe he can dodge or block, these subordinates may almost be killed by the opponent alone.

"Five Fragrance Halls, come with me."

As he spoke, the one-horned bronze man in his hand blasted down with the fierce wind. At the same time as the wall collapsed, the bronze man turned around and swept across Zhang Kun's head with a roar.

bang...

The light of the knife is like a waterfall.

In the splash of sparks, Zhang Kun's figure swayed slightly, and he immediately stood firm.But Venerable Lianxin leaned back, couldn't control his feet, dragged out two long imprints, and retreated seven or eight meters away.

Then, before his eyes, he saw Xue Liang's blade glowing like the waves of a long river.

Three of the five incense masters who followed him to attack had already fallen into a pool of blood.

One was beheaded, two were bent...

The remaining two people were terrified, and they didn't even dare to rush forward again.

'I'd rather make a bold move, block heavy weapons with light weapons, and kill my Xiangzhu first? '

Just after fighting this stroke and breaking his own stored energy for a blow, Venerable Lianxin already felt bad in his heart.

Obviously, the one-legged bronze figure in his hand is powerful and heavy, and the exercises he practiced also increase his strength and strengthen his physique, but he was still at a disadvantage in the reckless struggle.

'How powerful is he? '

"Dharma body of King Ming, subdue demons and slash demons..."

The old Taoist held the bronze figurine in one hand, with the other hand pointing parallel to a sword between his eyebrows, and lightly stepped on the ground with his feet.

A mysterious aura emerged from his body, with a golden light looming.

"Am I a demon, or a demon?"

Zhang Kun was so angry that he laughed, and stepped forward again, stepping over three feet in one step, and the light of the knife fell like a practice.

At this time, the human and the sword are one, the sword is a person, and the person is a sword, and the sword is criss-crossed in his moves...

Although the old Taoist priest looked weird, he didn't take it to heart at all, and nothing could stop him from doing what he wanted.

chi...

Ruxue's knife was scattered and fluttering, and the bronze man was thrown away and bombarded frantically, slashing obliquely at the neck and chest of the old Taoist, cutting three times in a row, making a dull sound.

At the place where the blood splattered, the old Taoist flew down in response to the sound, but he ran towards the backyard without looking back.

"The wind is tight, scream!"

Good guy.

Zhang Kun succeeded three times in a row and slashed at the old Taoist priest, thinking that he would cut off his head and kill his opponent on the spot.

Unexpectedly, it is like cutting on reinforced concrete, and it has infinite elasticity.

These few knives by myself, with the force of several hundreds of catties or even thousands of catties, only cut through the opponent's flesh, not even the bones.

Although the other party was injured, he was still alive and well, not much blood flowed out, and he was able to run wildly backwards.

Where the tattered Taoist robe was torn, one could see that the old Taoist priest's skin was glowing with a faint golden light, as delicate as gold and jade.

"What kind of body training technique is this? It doesn't look like a magic strike technique. Could it be that there is really some magic body?" Zhang Kun's heart was burning, and he stared at the old Taoist priest.

A foot landed, and the dust flew up when it landed, and then it was as light as nothing, and sprinted close to the ground.

His figure passed by the side of Commander Kazanbu, who was fighting fiercely with Wang Jingya, and his knife swept across like water, chopping off the opponent's head, turning his feet slightly, and rushed towards the old Taoist in the backyard.

"Kill the shooter first, and leave one alive. Saving people is the most important thing."

Zhang Kun hurriedly dropped a word, followed the old Taoist and plunged into the backyard.

There are Ye Yinzhang and Wang Jingya outside, they can be regarded as two great Anjin masters.

Those gunmen were disrupted by him and approached him, the threat was not too great.

In particular, after killing several masters in a row and running away the old Taoist priests, although the Red Lotus Society and the imperial court guards still seemed to have a large number of people, the general situation was over and nothing could be done.

The key issue is that at this critical moment, the old Taoist must have his reasons for not fleeing outwards, but flying inwards.

It is very possible that Li Sicheng and Ye Yuying who were ambushed were detained here.

It's even more likely that Yang Ying's little girl was also captured here.

Not long after it happened, they should have no time to transfer it.

Under normal circumstances, seeing the calculations fail, they don't want to escape, but they still have to resist.

Either he has a counter-attack backhand, or he has a hole card to save his life.

No matter what it is, Zhang Kun doesn't want to see it. He always believes that the enemy who lies down is the best enemy.

There are also many dreams in the night, and cutting the mess quickly is the best way to deal with it.

Chasing after the old Taoist priest Lianxin, he saw the old Taoist enter a stone house and closed the door with his hands back.

Without even thinking about it, Zhang Kun hooked his toes obliquely, lifting a stone lock beside the road...

boom!
The stone lock was engulfed in a sharp wind, and with a force exceeding a thousand catties, it bombarded heavily on the wooden door.

Straight through.

A golden bronze head slammed into the stone lock, smashing the stone into several pieces, and at the same time, a disappointed sigh sounded in the room.

Immediately afterwards, the old Taoist shouted sharply: "Zhang Kun, I know that you are here to save people. If you don't want this house full of children to die here, you can make an oath and let the old Taoist go. Otherwise, everything will be destroyed. Don't say anything." Not in advance!"

Finally, the notorious Venerable Lianxin revealed his true face of being fierce and indifferent.

Even through a door, Zhang Kun could hear the weakness in the words.

He walked slowly to the door, his eyes as cold as ice.

I didn't guess wrong before.

This guy really tied back some of the children he rescued last time.

This is no longer a question of whether to do evil or not, but to be insane and lawless.

Zhang Kun even saw a young man with a silver needle and a knife in his hand.The interior was clean and tidy, and among the dozen or so children, one had his chest cut open.A cloth was stuffed in his mouth, his eyes were frightened, his face was distorted...

Bloodletting and heart extraction, the potion is still being made?
Zhang Kun's body surged with frantic murderous intent.

Are these demons really inexhaustible and inexhaustible...

Hell is empty, the devil is on earth.

Sure enough.

"Master!"

Suddenly, an immature female voice filled with surprise and despair resounded in the room.

bad!
Zhang Kun's eyebrows jumped wildly.

That is Yang Ying.

He deliberately didn't look in the direction where Yang Ying was tied just now, because he didn't want to attract the little guy's attention, revealing clues, and letting the old Taoist see an opportunity.

As a result, some situations cannot be avoided.

My own arrival had a huge impact on Yang Ying's little girl's heart.

As a result, the little guy couldn't control his emotions at all, and the master blurted out.

"Haha, go to hell."

Venerable Lianxin has been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, from Jiangnan to Jiangbei, and escaped countless sieges. His combat experience is so rich that he can write an encyclopedia.

The sound is in the ear.

He reacted immediately.

He grabbed Yang Ying's right foot with his backhand, danced into a semicircle with a whoosh, and smashed towards Zhang Kun's head.

But his right hand was spinning the one-horned bronze figure backwards, dancing like the wind, humming and whistling, hitting Zhang Kun's waist and ribs heavily.

'It depends on whether you pick it up or hide it? '

The old Taoist priest is also the head of both Buddhism and Taoism, although he has not achieved Huajin, the strength has not been combined with hardness and softness.But he has practiced a unique method of body training, and he has the blessing of the gods, and his combat power is actually not much weaker than the general Huajin.

In particular, because he has been doing things all year round, his combat experience is more abundant than that of Huajin Grandmaster, and his on-the-spot response is even more remarkable.

At this time, the battlefield cross hammer method was used.

The vertical hammer in the left hand uses people as soldiers; the horizontal hammer in the right hand is the real killing move.

If you hesitate, you will lose. He gave the opponent a choice. In fact, he has no choice...

Unless, Zhang Kun could ignore Yang Ying's little girl and cut her in two with one knife.

Otherwise, even if he turns tough into soft, no matter how much he protects the little girl, he won't be able to avoid the horizontal strike of the one-horned bronze figure with a force of more than a thousand catties sweeping against his waist.

So, no matter how Zhang Kun responds.

There is no doubt that the little girl will die.

It was nothing more than being hacked up on the spot and being shocked to death; or after Zhang Kun was smashed to the bone and tendon broken, he was cut open and blooded to death.

It's a dilemma.

'It depends on whether you are chivalrous or cruel? '

In the blink of an eye, the old Taoist set up a gamble, and the gamble was of course his own life, as well as Zhang Kun's.

He felt that this time, he would still not lose.

In fact, he guessed right.

No matter what, Zhang Kun would not use a knife to chop Yang Ying's small body that fell like a flywheel.

He really can't do this kind of thing.

He could only let go, release the knife, draw an arc with his arms, and stand on the ground like loose.

Stretching one hand obliquely, leaning forward...

The spine creaked into one piece, and turned into a dragon-shaped probe, unloading and dissipating force.

The other hand then put on the little girl's body, turning the palm into a fist.

boom……

Heavy bombardment on the little girl's body.

It's like beating a giant drum!

There was a loud booming sound.

"wrong!"

Venerable Lianxin's eyes froze slightly, as if he sensed something was wrong.

Now that the knife is loose, why use fists.

Why attack with all your strength if you want to save people?

This is not normal.

Turning my thoughts here, the one-horned bronze figure in my hand was still three inches away before touching Zhang Kun's waist and grabbing Yang Ying's left hand, but there was a sudden shock.

It felt very strange.

He suddenly found that his left hand suddenly seemed to be inserted into the vortex of the millstone...

Penetrating, vibrating, twisting horizontally, twisting vertically, all kinds of forces condensed into one, strong and soft, and hit hard.

clatter...

Amidst the explosion, the old Taoist lost his strength because he couldn't control his left hand... From the palm, then from the forearm to the big arm, the entire left arm was broken into seventeen or eight pieces.

It was smashed into pieces by an infinite force.

Flesh and blood flew.

Great pain hit the heart.

Venerable Lianxin roared in pain, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Beating cows across the mountains, are you a master of strength and marrow refining?"

So young, yet so powerful, even if he practiced martial arts in his mother's womb, it would be impossible for him to reach this level.

Whether it's the realm of cultivation, actual combat experience, or perfect boxing skills, it is impossible for a young man of eighteen or nineteen to achieve.

It is said that the ultimate boxing technique of fighting cattle across mountains can only be completely controlled by a great master who can create an era.

It will often become a master-level old boxer, a trump card to perform to guests from all over the world.

Tell others that without the control of this power, don't come to challenge and seek death.

Unexpectedly, this lost boxing technique would reappear in the hands of such a young boxer.

The punch was perfect and didn't hurt the little girl at all. All the power was passed on, and it even avoided the outer body protection method of tempering the body into steel. Fa block.

This is the weirdness of "fighting cattle across the mountain".

His left hand was broken and his right arm was weak. Before the old Taoist had time to transform again, there was a flower in front of his eyes.

A palm passed through the little girl who was firmly caught, and protruded from her armpit...

First, the palm was turned, and the fingertips touched the left chest of the old Taoist;
Then it turned into a half punch, a second heavy blow, and a soft and inexhaustible force hit the target.

Then, the palm of the hand contracted three times, turning into a solid fist, hitting like a landslide...

Three punches turned into one blow.

Infinite power burst out suddenly.

The old Taoist's figure shook, and a huge fist bump appeared on his back.

It has been pierced by force, and the heart is broken into eight petals.

Blood gushed from his mouth, and his eyes gradually dimmed.

"Good punch."

Fall on your back.

"Push through the thousand layers of waves with both hands, and smash through the mountains with one punch."

Zhang Kun held Yang Ying's little girl in his arms, and gently stroked her hair. Hearing the little girl's hissing and lung-cracking, the crying of the little girl who had escaped from death, he felt pity and ease in his heart.

With the punch just now, supported by the huge anger and killing intent in his heart, he suddenly touched some kind of martial arts essence.

Boxing is originally a killing technique.

Regardless of whether there is a weapon in hand or not, as long as the shot is made, the only goal is to kill.

Stop killing with killing, replace violence with violence, that's all.

Taiji treacherous, gossip cunning, the most poisonous thing is the heart.

He melted his mind into the fist, before the fist arrived, the mind attacked first...

This is the true meaning of fighting cattle across mountains.

Only in this way can it be done, without hurting Yang Ying, but against Taoist Lianxin, and breaking his body's excellent body protection skills.

The wonderful use of strength is as good as this.

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