Blood from Daming

Chapter 157 Traitor
Xue Yun has been leaping along with Dong Feiyang's body, and after the last five punches still did not hit Dong Feiyang's face, but Xue Yun felt that Dong Feiyang's head had already retreated and there was no room for maneuver, so he threw the last five punches. When the punch was retracted, it turned into a fist, pulling across Dong Feiyang's face like an iron claw.

At this time, Dong Feiyang's old strength has gone and new strength has not been born, and he can't make any adjustments in the air. He watched Xue Yun scratch his face and dragged it, and felt dizzy with blood in front of him. I couldn't even see clearly, and then there was a heart-piercing pain from the whole face, as if it had been roasted.

Xue Yun ran out of strength in this move and had to stand on the ground. He felt that the sticky liquid in his hand was not exactly like blood. He recalled that when he grabbed Dong Feiyang's face suddenly, he was blocked by a hard bone. The round ball, when you squeeze it with your hand, it will disappear, could it be the eyeball of this tartar.

After all, Dong Feiyang was experienced and experienced and suffered a big loss. After a few consecutive rolls, he was more than ten feet away, and moved towards Mr. Fan's seat.

At this moment, Yan Sanniang vented the anger that supported her in her heart, and leaned against a big rock beside her, with blood still in her mouth, most of it was wet, Xue Yun hurried forward to help her Yan Sanniang.

Yan Sanniang pushed Xue Yun away forcefully and said, "Leave me alone, go and kill these people." After she finished speaking, blood bubbles popped out of her mouth again.

Xue Yun stood there hesitant, Yan Sanniang said angrily, "Hurry up."

Xue Yun didn't expect that Yan Sanniang, who had always been gentle and considerate, would suddenly turn into a tigress. It must be these bastards who caused the third sister to suffer great grievances. My Xue Yun's woman, you are getting impatient.

So Xue Yun said to Yan Sanniang: "Sister San, take a good rest, I'm going."

A few steps before Xue Yun spoke, he rushed out of the small ridge and stood there with the four people on the opposite side. Among the four people on the opposite side, the white-clothed scholar came out more and more, and spoke rudely to Xue Yun: "You cover your face and dare not see people!" Rat, with such a despicable method of plotting and sneak attacking, now, young master, I want to eliminate harm for my fellow martial artists."

Since Xue Yun wants to conceal his identity, he will not talk nonsense with the white-clothed scholar. Xue Yun's martial arts are mainly based on internal strength. Whether it is the external martial arts of the teacher's plum blossom magic skill or the family-inherited Xue family's magical boxing, they all follow the masculine path. It is about the one-force-down-ten-style moves that are concise without the slightest ostentation. The typical murder martial arts are most suitable for military combat. One move kills people.

Xue Yun didn't answer, and the attack was the strong attack of the hard bridge and iron horse. The white-clothed scholar originally wanted to say a few more words and inquire about the identity of the masked man, but the other party attacked without saying a word, and the white-clothed scholar was furious. : "What kind of rat who hides his head and shows his tail, doesn't follow the rules of the rivers and lakes and only sneaks up and plots. Today you fall into the hands of the young master so that you know what it is like to live rather than die."

Xue Yun reckoned that the martial arts of the white-clothed scholar was much better than Yan Sanniang's, but since the two of them could go on thirty or forty rounds, it was not a little bit behind his own level. Xue Yun didn't want others to recognize his identity and resorted to Self-fighting, which is popular in later generations, is like a continuous punch of fists hitting the white-clothed scholar.

The white-clothed scholar hastily accepted Xue Yun's attack. Xue Yun was close to his body and fought for his life with his fists. The white-clothed scholar was hit twice by Xue Yun in more than a dozen moves. Although the white-clothed scholar didn't hurt his vitals, it also made the white-clothed scholar's movements slow.

Xue Yun wondered in his heart that the top martial arts masters in the Central Plains of the Ming Dynasty were like this. From the corner of his eye, he found that Dong Feiyang with iron arms and copper legs and that Mr. Fan sneaked away in the northeast direction. Embarrassed, he wanted to come up to help the white-clothed scholar, but stopped after taking two steps, and looked back at Dong Feiyang and his bronze legs.

Xue Yun anxiously suspected that Mr. Fan was that big traitor in Jianzhou, so he decided to keep Mr. Fan for a good torture. Xue Yun knew that time was precious, but it was a pity that the big knife was not far from Yan Sanniang, so he had to reach out. He took out the dagger and stabbed the white-clothed scholar desperately. Although the white-clothed scholar had a sword hanging around his waist, he had no chance to take it.

Xue Yun intended to make a quick decision because he only wanted to attack but not defend. He poked three or four holes in the white-clothed scholar's body in an instant, but only pierced his clothes and did not hurt the white-clothed scholar's body. Why do martial arts pretend to be gods and ghosts, and do things that violate the rules of the martial arts, and everyone in the world is not ashamed."

Xue Yun couldn't bear it anymore and laughed strangely: "Traitors for the country and seek glory, scum of the world, everyone gets it and punishes him."

Hearing this, the white-clothed scholar’s ​​face felt a little hot. How many people seemed to know about the secret tonight, and he was distracted for a moment, but blood spurted out when Xue Yun’s dagger stabbed him. The white-clothed scholar was shocked, but he wore it. The body armor was actually pierced now. Knowing that the opponent was a magic weapon, he quickly reached out to touch the wound on his waist, and suddenly felt his body and hands were wet. His heart was horrified, and he evaded Xue Yun's several moves continuously. There was a burst of tearing pain, and I was really afraid of this masked man in my heart, thinking that it was important to heal the wound quickly, so I took advantage of the time to retreat, and then ran away like flying with my feet.

Xue Yun's goal is not the white-clothed scholar but that Mr. Fan. If Xue Yun's character is normal, he will definitely kill the grass. Now Xue Yun brandished a dagger without hesitation and went straight to the middle-aged Taoist priest. When the middle-aged Taoist saw the white-clothed scholar Such masters have all escaped, and the remaining one is injured and a frail scholar can't do anything to the other party. No covenant oath is as important as life.

Before Xue Yun could catch up with the middle-aged Taoist priest, he slipped on the soles of his feet. Xue Yun had no interest in that middle-aged Taoist priest at all, so he just chased Dong Feiyang with iron arms and bronze legs, and Dong Feiyang with iron arms and bronze legs His face was covered in blood, and he wrapped several times around the interlining he tore off from his own silk shirt, but he could still see the blood seeping through, and Dong Feiyang, with his iron arm and bronze leg, had a broken nose and was now venting his breath through his mouth.

Iron-armed and copper-legged Dong Feiyang hesitated before taking two breaths before making a decision, overthrowing that Mr. Fan, and fled to the north with the light kung fu of eight steps to drive away cicadas. Xue Yun hurried to catch Mr. Fan This fat fish, coupled with worrying about Yan Sanniang, gave up the idea of ​​chasing Dong Feiyang with iron arms and copper legs.

Xue Yun grabbed Mr. Fan and walked in the direction of Yan Sanniang, but Mr. Fan in Xue Yun's hand refused to agree: "Put this strong man down quickly. The students are gentlemen who can walk by themselves."

Xue Yun didn't answer and hurried to Yan Sanniang's side, and put down Mr. Fan who was dragging in his hands. Xue Yun hurriedly asked Yan Sanniang: "How is the third sister's injury?"

Yan Sanniang: "The other parts are minor injuries, but the chest is the heaviest, and it hurts to breathe."

Xue Yun hurriedly stepped forward to touch Yan Sanniang's chest and luckily checked, but there was no internal injury for a while: "Sanjie, the bone is not broken. Your pain is probably due to a broken bone. Fortunately, there is no internal injury in the body."

Seeing Xue Yun caring so much for her, Yan Sanniang said sweetly, "How did you find this place?"

Xue Yun: "Yesterday, I saw a piece of information about Baishengtang in the mansion, and I know that you have a big move in Shuntian Mansion. After I came out of practice, I found that you were not there, so I didn't worry, so I sneaked out to have a look."

Yan Sanniang: "I don't have your help this time, I'm afraid I'll never see you again."

Xue Yun: "What bastard arranged such a dangerous task for my woman, and went back to my husband to go to Shuntian Mansion to skin them."

Yan Sanniang: "I don't blame them, the main reason is that the information is inaccurate. I didn't expect the White Lotus Sect to have so many terrifying masters, so I suffered a big loss."

Xue Yun: "What White Lotus Sect is not White Lotus Sect? I only know that the guy whose eyeball I picked out is the leader of the Jianzhou Dark Camp, Dong Feiyang, who ranks among the top ten in Jianghu with iron arms and bronze legs."

Yan Sanniang was shocked when she heard this: "Could it be that the White Lotus Sect colluded with the Jianzhou Tartars?"

Fan Wencheng, who was lying not far away, spoke: "Oh, are you the officials of Shuntian Prefecture? The students were arrested by the bad guys to make meat tickets. Thank you for your rescue. I will definitely come to the door to thank you some other day."

Fan Wencheng got up and Zhan Weiwei was about to leave. Xue Yun joked to Yan Sanniang: "This is a fat sheep, let's tie up the ticket too. Hey, how much did that blind bear ask you to pay this student?" ransom."

When Fan Wencheng heard it, his head got dizzy, and he couldn't make up any kind of lie, but he wanted to make up a lie about kidnapping: "The good man hasn't negotiated the price yet, but the students are actually very poor. It's the good man who caught the wrong person."

Xue Yun: "I seem to have heard the kidnappers call you Mr. Fan, and Wang Shi respects you very much."

Fan Wencheng became anxious when he heard this, and quickly defended: "That hero also respects scholars, he just wants some money."

Yan Sanniang: "Xue Lang, this gentleman should not be a bad person without martial arts, even if he wants to be a bad person, he doesn't have the ability."

Fan Wencheng was overjoyed after hearing Yan Sanniang's words: "Yes, yes, I am not a bad person, please let me go, the hero."

(End of this chapter)