This hero will strike

Chapter 137
Iron Eagle, the founder of the Iron Eagle Escort Bureau.

The word Tie Ying is his name, and his title is quite famous in the nearby Shangye County.

Those who are familiar with him know that the Chief Escort of the Iron Eagle Escort Bureau is best at actual combat.

Among the four major bodyguards in Shangye County, maybe his martial arts is not the highest, nor is his swordsmanship the most powerful, but when it comes to actual combat, I am afraid that the chief bodyguards of the other three major bodyguards dare not say for sure. Can suppress this bloody man.

It was rumored that a pack of wolves invaded his hometown back then. At the age of 11, he took an iron gun and accompanied the adults to drive out the pack of wolves and killed three wolves.

Compared with other children, Tie Ying's bloodiness is particularly prominent.

"Brother Tie is going to take the stage, and Yang is also looking forward to it. He has heard about Brother Tie's swordsmanship for a long time."

On the arena, Yang Feng stood aside with a long gun in his hand, showing a warm smile, but the five fingers of his right hand holding the gun were tightly grasping the gun, appearing quite nervous.This insignificant detail also exposed the true inner emotions in his heart, which was not as calm as it appeared on the surface.

If he could choose to fight against the chief escorts of the other three major escort agencies in Shangye County, the last thing he wanted to meet was this Tie Ying.

"Brother Yang is flattering you!"

Tie Ying smiled modestly, and took out a wooden sword from the weapon rack. Step by step, under the attention of everyone around him, he stepped onto the ring and stood opposite Yang Feng.

"Brother Tie, please!"

Facing Tie Ying, Yang Feng also became solemn rarely, and bowed his hands to salute.

Compared with Guan Yuan of Guan Shi Escort, Yang Feng knew that Tie Ying's kung fu was far superior to the former.Even, if you are not careful, you may be overturned in this battle.

"Brother Yang, please!"

Similarly, facing the head of the Purple Feather Escort, Tie Ying was quite cautious on his face.

The Purple Feather Escort is known as the No. [-] Escort in Shangye County, and it has stood for many years without falling down. Among them, the head of the Escort, Yang Feng, is the most important key factor.Although the martial arts of the second master 'Strong Bear' is quite good, compared with Yang Feng, the gap is quite obvious.

For such a martial arts master, Tie Ying didn't dare to hold anything against him.

The two sides looked at each other, and they both saw the vigilance and vigilance in each other's eyes.

Tie Ying took the lead.

Suddenly, the long sword in his hand stabbed out gently, it didn't seem to have much power.

But anyone with a discerning eye knows that the ingenuity of this sword lies not in its lethality, but in its defense.

Seek stability first, then win.

This is an exquisite move in Tie Ying's "Lyue Moon Sword Art".

Sure enough, when he saw the sword coming, Yang Feng, the head of the Purple Feather Escort Bureau, understood the secret of the sword move, took a step back, and swung the spear out. He didn't intend to block the sword, but stuck out with a spear. To Iron Eagle's middle gate.

"Excellent, the marksmanship of Yang Feng, the head of the Purple Feather Escort Bureau, is indeed extremely high."

In the area of ​​Qin's Escort Bureau, Li Yu couldn't help but sigh in admiration.Yang Feng's spear has a strategy of "encircling Wei and saving Zhao". After all, the long spear in his hand is longer than the opponent's Tie Ying's long sword. The subtlety, this style of play is falling into the lower class.

But Yang Feng shot straight at the opponent's chest door, which had the effect of hitting Huanglong directly.

The tip of the spear penetrated the space and stabbed straight.

Tie Ying's eyes trembled, and a look of fear appeared on his face, he stepped back quickly, and the long sword in his hand changed his move immediately.

The long sword turned around and swung towards the long spear.

With a bang, the long sword slashed through the spear, and the spear suddenly swung and turned to the side.

But in the process of the spear being deflected by the shock, Yang Feng smiled, and the inner strength in his right hand surged out, and poured into the barrel of the spear, and the speed of the spear suddenly increased sharply.

puff!

In the process of deflecting, the spear suddenly stabbed forward and stabbed Tie Ying's left arm, drawing a striking scar on the forearm of the left arm, bleeding continuously.

"Humph!"

Tie Ying was not in a hurry, although there was pain on his face, but he swung away the opponent's long spear, and he also used the footwork to take advantage of the situation, approaching with steps, and then hastily slashed out with a sword.

This sword is fast.

With a chop sound, the wooden sword struck Yang Feng's right arm.

With a hiss, a cut was made on the sleeve, and blood flowed from the shoulder to the crook of the arm, which was shocking.

"drink!"

Even being injured by the other party, Yang Feng was also furious. The spear move changed from the gentleness before to become fierce in an instant.

Either sweep, or smash.

The air was pumped out bursts of muffled explosions.

But Tie Ying also changed his strategy. The wooden sword in his hand seemed to have lost its fierce temperament, and his moves became softer. Sometimes it was light and fluffy, and sometimes it stabbed and retracted, but it changed extremely quickly.

"Wolf Moon Sword Art" was originally known for its fierceness and swiftness, but in the hands of Tie Ying, it has another way of using it.

This method of using it does not appear to be nondescript, on the contrary it is somewhat unpredictable.

Although Yang Feng's marksmanship is fierce, bursting, and has an indomitable momentum, it is strangely dispelled by Tie Ying's "Wolf Moon Sword Art".

"What's going on, he dodged my marksmanship attack!"

Yang Feng was still fighting fiercely, but veins appeared on his forehead, covered with sweat, and he became more and more anxious.

If things go on like this, they can only adopt other strategies. It is no longer possible to get cheap from Tie Ying simply from the weapon.

Li Yu watched this scene quietly, secretly horrified.

He could understand Tie Ying's swordsmanship, but he was even more surprised. This kind of swordsmanship was too practical.He had already lost the shape of his sword move, and it was faintly similar to his "Dugu Nine Swords".Of course, Li Yu believed that Tie Ying's swordsmanship was definitely not as good as his own "Dugu Nine Swords", but being able to possess a trace of "Dugu Nine Swords" was quite remarkable.

In terms of swordsmanship, Tie Ying became more confident as he fought.

The more moves he fought, Tie Ying gradually realized that Yang Feng's marksmanship was lacking.

But suddenly, Tie Ying's face darkened, and the strength transmitted from the opponent's spear became obviously calm and thick.

Every time he struck, the palm of his right hand holding the sword felt numbness.

"Using strength to overcome cleverness! He wants to compete with me for inner strength!"

In a blink of an eye, Tie Ying also understood that Yang Feng's accomplishments in marksmanship were defeated by his swordsmanship, but in terms of internal strength, he was much stronger than him.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The spear violently swung, slashed, and swept.

Every time Tie Ying's long sword was blocked, but the path of the sword was completely broken.

As long as the long sword touched the opponent's long spear, it would be deflected and flew away by the force of the long spear.

"Let go!"

Yang Feng's eyes were blood red, and the spear in his hand was slashing condescendingly.

boom!
The long spear slashed down angrily, like a white blurred electric light.

With a slap, it suddenly hit Tie Ying's wrist.

Kacha, Tie Ying's wrist bone was broken on the spot, and the wooden sword in his right hand bounced back and flew away.

"Go down!"

With a turn of the spear, it changed from angry slashing to horizontal slashing.

Vigorous inner strength poured down the barrel of the gun onto Tie Ying's waist.

Tie Ying's body was suddenly thrown into the air like a sandbag.

Then, under the continuous whipping of Yang Feng's spear, he was slammed hard, flew out of the ring, and fell heavily to the ground, his face red.

But Yang Feng's state is not easy.

In the last few moves to turn the tables, he used up a full [-]% of his inner strength.

Yang Feng's victory in this battle was entirely based on the realm of martial arts, not marksmanship!

(End of this chapter)