The prince is very fierce

Noise resounded throughout Mazong Town, and the townspeople fled in all directions.

The small town on a snowy night seemed to have fallen into the hands of several Nian beasts. As they rushed around, the buildings on both sides of the street collapsed, and broken wood and stones flew everywhere.

Zuo Qingqiu's fox fur fluttered as he flew on the top of the house. Although he was hit by a palm from the front, he used his arms to block the force in advance, and his body was still not injured. His speed was amazing. However, it was not easy to leave calmly after being beaten one-sidedly and suppressed by the opponent.

Xu Buling held a long spear in his hand and bit it tightly behind Zuo Qingqiu. The spear tip could almost touch the end of the flying fox fur.

The chase did not last too far. After passing two houses, Li Hansheng, who was beside him, raised his hand and stuck it to Xu Buling's back, and then burst out with all his strength, pushing Xu Buling forward.

Xu Buling was already at the speed limit. With the help of the force behind him, he increased his speed again, like a sharp arrow from a bow. He caught up with Zuo Qingqiu from behind, and thrust his long spear with a loud bang, going straight to Zuo Qingqiu's back.

This horizontal thrust, which condensed the strength of the two men, plus the indestructible sharpness of the dragon-patterned long spear, would have killed Zuo Qingqiu even if he was wearing an iron plate soft armor on his back.

Zuo Qingqiu had no way to avoid it, and kicked back with his right foot while running, like a scorpion swinging its tail, accurately hitting the spear.

Snap

With a crisp sound, the dragon-patterned long spear, which condensed huge power, was kicked up and barely brushed past the top of Zuo Qingqiu's head.

Zuo Qingqiu took advantage of the situation and straightened his right leg, and kicked back with an incredible posture.

Xu Buling was in a forward momentum, and it was difficult for him to retract the long spear that had stabbed past his head, but he was not afraid of Zuo Qingqiu's kick back.

The warrior's strength comes from the ground. He kicks back while his body is still rushing forward. He has already released the force before he makes a move. Even if he has the power of the sky, he can't exert much.

Xu Buling loosened the spear with his right hand, and his five fingers turned into tiger claws, forcibly holding the boots kicked back by Zuo Qingqiu, and then threw it to the side with all his strength, trying to throw it in front of Li Hansheng and kill Zuo Qingqiu directly.

But Zuo Qingqiu was by no means an ordinary person. When he was thrown into the air, he slammed his palms on the bricks and stones on the ground. Under the infusion of internal strength, the whole person turned into a diagonal flying to the side and upward.

The most taboo for warriors to fight is to fly in the air, because there is no place to borrow strength to move, which can allow you to land safely and stand firmly, unless the opponent is a blind man.

Grandmaster-level masters have practiced martial arts to the point of returning to nature. They don't need language communication to cooperate with each other. They can judge the best solution based on the current situation.

Li Hansheng saw Zuo Qingqiu being thrown high into the air and crashing into a house on the street. Without any hesitation, he jumped up and rushed directly to where Zuo Qingqiu was standing.

A warrior was being pressed close to someone before he landed on the ground. He had no place to use his strength and could only be beaten. Facing Li Hansheng who was bursting out with all his strength, he would definitely be hit hard.

But when Xu Buling threw Zuo Qingqiu, when the fox fur fluttered, he caught a glimpse of two weapons stuck in Zuo Qingqiu's back.

Xu Buling's heart sank suddenly. From the inn to here, Zuo Qingqiu had been beaten with bare hands. If he had brought weapons, he would not have been able to use them.

"Be careful!"

Xu Buling saw that the wall blocked his view and Li Hansheng was about to rush into the courtyard again. He felt cold in his heart and hurriedly warned him.

But in this close combat between masters, breaking the moves depends entirely on prediction, and it is obviously too late to rely on sound reminders.

There was a lot of noise in the houses on the street. There were wreaths and a coffin inside. People in mourning were kneeling beside it. In front of the coffin was a table, wooden fish, incense and other things. But the monk who had been chanting sutras and reciting Buddhist scriptures in front of the law had disappeared in front of the law platform.

Li Hansheng strode into the courtyard gate, his eyes locked on the place where Zuo Qingqiu landed, and his palms were already stretched forward.

But just as he crossed the courtyard gate, he heard a deafening voice:

"Buddha has mercy!"

A copper-headed Zen stick swept out from the side of the courtyard gate and hit Li Hansheng's waist and abdomen from bottom to top, revealing two sleeves of monk's robes behind the Zen stick.

Li Hansheng obviously didn't expect that there was such a ruthless master hidden in Ma Zong Town. The moment he rushed into the courtyard gate, even if he reacted, he had no time to avoid it due to inertia, and could only block it slightly with his palm.

Bang

A muffled sound came, shaking away the snow on the courtyard wall.

Li Hansheng rushed back to defend himself hastily, but he couldn't resist the opponent's long-accumulated attack. The powerful copper-headed Zen stick still hit Li Hansheng's waist and abdomen.

Li Hansheng, who was rushing forward, was smashed into a shrimp with a bent waist, and then turned into a sharp arrow and shot upward, smashing the door beam of the courtyard gate.

This time he rose more than three feet into the air. Even the three girls on the snow slope in the distance could see a figure rising into the sky from the chaotic town.

Zuo Qingqiu landed steadily in the courtyard. When he landed, the silver fox fur on his body slipped off by itself, revealing a cloud-patterned brocade robe, with a cold look in his eyes:

"Do you really think that before the alliance, I will treat the Dongyue envoy as a life-and-death companion and not be on guard at all?"

When he finished speaking, Zuo Qingqiu had already pulled out the cold iron double mace from his waist, bent his knees and straightened them, and bounced up again, as if holding two divine whips, and smashed at Li Hansheng who was hit in the air.

Li Hansheng was almost certain to die when Zuo Qingqiu got close to him while he was in mid-air.

Xu Buling was already running at full speed when he shouted, and the long spear in his hand turned into a javelin and threw it at Li Hansheng in mid-air; at the same time, the drunk bamboo sword at his waist was unsheathed, bringing a line of silver light in the snowy night, intercepting Zuo Qingqiu who wanted to chase and kill him.

The long spear and Xu Buling arrived above the courtyard wall almost at the same time.

Li Hansheng had blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and he was obviously suffering from internal injuries, but his expression did not change at all. He grabbed the dragon-marked spear that was thrown at him, and was pulled by the force of the spear and fell to the back of the house.

Xu Bu Ling whirled in mid-air like the wind, and struck Zuo Qingqiu with a knife that split mountains and rocks.

Zuo Qingqiu had no hope of pursuing him, so he crossed his two maces in front of him to hold the drunken bamboo sword. The power contained in the blade tilted, and Zuo Qingqiu was thrown back to the opposite side, cracking the stone bricks on the ground.

Twenty-eight consecutive swords were interlocking with each other. Zuo Qingqiu had no time to change his moves before the second sword fell.

Dangdang

After two cuts, Zuo Qingqiu's boots made two dents on the stone bricks. His arms remained motionless, but his figure became shorter.

However, the chain knife can only be used in single fights. If someone intervenes, the attack will be self-defeating.

The half-faced Buddha waving a Zen staff at the side also came to the left at this time, wearing cassocks and beads, with a kind-hearted face but a ferocious and bloodthirsty smile:

"Take a hit from grandpa!"

Before the third sword was struck, the bronze-headed Zen staff had already hit in front of him.

Xu Buling's eyes were cold, and the blade of his right hand did not stop. He still struck Zuo Qingqiu's mace with great force. His left hand reached out diagonally upwards, his arm straightened, and he directly grabbed the broken copper head. Zen staff.

bang

After the loud noise, the masonry under Xu Bu Ling's feet fell into pieces, but his body remained as motionless as a thousand-year-old pine tree. He didn't even tremble his arms. He smashed the bronze-headed Zen staff with all his strength and stopped in his left hand.

The half-faced Buddha's arrogant smile suddenly froze, and his eyes showed surprise. It was obviously the first time in his life that he saw someone who could stop the copper hammer in his hand with one hand.

"Stinky bald donkey, die for me."

Xu Buling didn't give his opponent any room to adapt. The moment he caught the bronze-headed Zen staff, he forcefully pulled the bronze-headed Zen staff towards him, kicked it out with his left foot, and hit the half-faced Buddha in the chest.

Zuo Qingqiu stood in front of Xu Buling, his cold iron mace holding the blade that Xu Buling had struck down. At this time, Xu Bu Ling was distracted and was able to repel the Half-faced Buddha, and the strength of his right hand had reached the end of his strength, making it difficult for him to make any further progress.

Zuo Qingqiu violently shook his arms to open the straight knife, and then like a god beating a drum, the cold iron mace was drawn downward towards Xu Buling.

The mace is the most powerful armor-piercing weapon in the battle formation. It has eighteen sections on all sides. Although it is a blunt weapon, it combines the advantages of swords, hammers and sticks. It cannot be used by people who are not extremely powerful. If it is used well, it can break rocks and break armor in almost any way.

The strength of the maces in Zuo Qingqiu's hands was obviously more terrifying than the Half-faced Buddha.

While Xu Buling kicked half of the Buddha away, he put away the sword and put his left hand against the back of the sword, trying to hold the cold iron mace by force. He never thought that after a crisp "ding" sound, even Situ Yuejin's nine-ring sword could be cut off. The Drunken Bamboo Saber was smashed into two pieces by this blow.

Xu Buling kicked the golden rooster with one foot on the side, but his arms could catch the force but could not root on the ground, and his body was knocked out of the courtyard gate.

The three of them fought for only a moment, and Li Hansheng, who had caught Changsha and flew out, landed on the roof.

In the eyes of outsiders, they only saw Xu Buring and Half-faced Buddha flying in two directions at the same time.

The Half-faced Buddha smashed into the courtyard wall, but did not fall to the ground. He held onto the bricks and stones of the courtyard wall to stabilize his body.

Xu Buling flew out of the courtyard, tapped the street with his broken knife in mid-air, and stabilized his figure when he landed.

Xu Buring lowered his head and looked at half of the handle of the knife in his hand. The tiger's mouth was numb. If he hadn't been wearing Shangguan Crane's gloves, he might have been cut into the flesh by the back of the drunken bamboo knife.

jingle

Xu Buling threw the broken knife on the ground and pulled out the famous sword 'Zhanlu' full of branches from his waist. The sword pointed at the ground obliquely and looked at Zuo Qingqiu who was standing in the courtyard gate:

"Good weapon."

Zuo Qingqiu kicked the bronze-headed Zen staff towards the Half-faced Buddha and strode out of the courtyard without saying a word.

Li Hansheng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood on the roof holding a dragon-marked spear. At this moment, he had time to glance at the person who attacked him. He saw that the person was wearing a monk's robe, with a madman's smile on his face, and the weapons he used. Li Hansheng's eyes Slightly cold:

"Tianzhu Monster Monk Half-Faced Buddha, are you still alive?"

The half-faced Buddha caught the Zen staff and cheerfully replied with an old saying:

"The poor monk wants to see the Buddha, but the Buddha doesn't want to see me."

Xu Buring held a long sword and frowned slightly when he heard the name 'Half-faced Buddha'.

King Su's fiefdom is near the Western Region, and there are records of the evil bandits outside the pass. Half-faced Buddha has been rampant in the Western Region for many years. Women who don't care about money only enjoy killing people. They are crazy and bloodthirsty and have a lot of blood debts. Their reputation is so great that even the people in the Central Plains can't stand it. There are also many knights who have gone out to encircle and suppress the enemy, but they have never returned.

Later, I heard that the Half-faced Buddha killed an eminent monk from India in the Western Regions. The eminent monk enlightened him before his death, and he restrained himself for half a year, but only for half a year.

After appearing in the world again, the half-faced Buddha had his current nickname. He wore a monk's robe and was willing to give alms. He looked for "destined people" to preach. If he understood, he would enlighten them. If he didn't understand, he would enlighten them. Dong', and even has the reputation of a 'skull-opening Zen master'. He is moody and completely crazy.

Moreover, the martial arts practiced by the Half-faced Buddha are quite special. He is famous for his rough skin and thick flesh. His side kick just now would definitely break a few ribs for an ordinary person. But at this time, the Half-faced Buddha acted like a normal person and just slapped him. The cassock on his body was restored to its original state.

Xu Buling analyzed the situation in an instant, exchanged glances with Li Hansheng, then raised his sword and flew forward, forcing Zuo Qingqiu again.

Li Hansheng knew that the half-faced Buddha could resist the attack and was slightly less lethal. The best way at this time was to ignore the half-faced Buddha and join forces to kill Zuo Qingqiu first.

Li Hansheng glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that Zhu Liu and Chen Chong had arrived at the building complex half a mile away, chasing Yan Huilin who was hiding in Tibet. He whistled, jumped down from the top of the building, and forced himself behind Zuo Qingqiu.

Half a mile away, Zhu Liu was wandering between the houses with a sword, chasing Yan Huilin with Chen Chong.

But Yan Huilin was unharmed. A master was fighting and retreating, thinking only of running. Yan Huilin took a light and elegant route, and his speed was even faster than Chen Chong holding an iron spear. It was not easy to stop him.

Zhu Liu chased with a sword, and when he was gradually forcing Yan Huilin into a dead end, he suddenly heard a whistle in the distance.

Zhu Liu glanced at him and realized that he was too far away from Xu Buling. He knew that he had fallen into a trap, so he immediately gave up chasing Yan Huilin and turned around to run in the direction of Xu Buling.

It was only half a mile away, which was not far. It wouldn't take a master-level expert long to run over, but the other party was also a master-level expert. The time to run half a mile was enough for both sides to exchange hundreds of moves and die more than a dozen times.

Zhu Liu had just jumped onto the wall when Li Hansheng in the distance also jumped down from the top of the house.

At this moment, a hollow sword sound almost resounded throughout the town!

Swish

Inside and outside the house.

Xu Buling approached Zuo Qingqiu with a sword, but he had not yet gotten close.

Li Hansheng jumped off the roof and was about to attack from the front and back, but just as he jumped out of the eaves, the bushes below suddenly exploded.

A three-foot cold blade came out with the hollow sword sound, piercing Li Hansheng who was stepping over from above.

This sword was too fast. Although it was not as indestructible and violent as "Shaking the Mountain", it was extremely clever. The hollow sword sound was like a drop of water falling into a cold pond, ethereal and quiet, and the snow-white sword blade could see faint ripples, as if it was in the mirror-like cold pond, raising waves.

This sword is similar to Yan Huilin's sword, but in terms of swordsmanship, it is much better than Yan Huilin, just like the difference between Xu Buling and Zhu Liu using "Shaking the Mountain" at the same time. At a glance, you can see that Yan Huilin's swordsmanship was learned from this sword.

Weeping Water Sword?

The coffin had just exploded, the sword tip was exposed, and before the figure was revealed, Xu Buling's eyes showed a strange color.

The imperial masters of the Northern Qi Dynasty were all outstanding people of the time. There might be mediocre talents in military and political affairs, but when it comes to martial arts, none of them is ordinary.

Just like Zuo Qingqiu, who dominated Mobei, Zuo Qiming, the former imperial master of the Northern Qi Dynasty, was also the strongest warrior in Mobei. In the era of the old swordsman Zhu Choushan, his deterrence was not weaker than that of Zuo Qingqiu now.

The imperial master of the Northern Qi Dynasty was the imperial master of the Northern Qi Dynasty, the top leader in the court, and rarely fought in person. Zuo Qiming had few records of fighting, but in the few battles he had, the most famous was his swordsmanship. According to the records, it was:

'The sword tip is like tears falling into a cold pond'.

The name of the 'Crying Water Sword' came from this.

Although Xu Buling had never seen the Weeping Water Sword with his own eyes, he confirmed the identity of the swordsman just by the style of this sword. Zuo Qiming has been missing for more than 20 years. He has long been a legendary figure. I didn't expect him to be alive!

Li Hansheng also recognized the origin of the swordsman below, but as the target of the sneak attack, he obviously couldn't think too much.

The coffin exploded, and the sharp blade was already at his feet. As the broken wood flew, the old man in a sheepskin coat had eyes like a hawk locking its prey, with a killing momentum, leaving no room for any chance.

Since the death of his first wife, Li Hansheng has always maintained a gloomy face. Even on Bodhi Island, he has never had much emotional fluctuations, but at this moment, his gloomy eyes finally showed uncontrollable anger:

"Fuck your mother..."

In an instant, he was sneak attacked twice by two masters who didn't follow martial ethics. Each killing move would make even a clay Buddha angry, let alone Li Hansheng.

But the master-level master would curse his mother during the fight, which also means that there is really no way out.

The precise and swift sword blade seized the fleeting opportunity and sent the sword close to Li Hansheng at the most unlikely time.

Fortunately, the attack from below was far away from the deadly points such as the head, neck, and heart.

Li Hansheng had no time to retract the long spear. He gritted his teeth and twisted his body to catch the sword with his abdomen. At the same time, his legs were like thunderbolts, kicking the shepherd who had been sitting in the North Sea for twenty years.

Snap

Blood splashed.

Zuo Qiming's eyes were calm, just like an old man fishing by the river. His movements were understated. The sword tip was retracted as soon as it touched the ground, and then fell back to the ground, leaving only a line of blood in the air.

Li Hansheng tapped the ground with the long spear and pushed his body to the right side of the house. He landed and stood firmly, but his waist and abdomen were bleeding profusely, and he was pierced through by the sword.

If he succeeded in one strike, the opponent would not give him any chance.

Zuo Qiming flew up again, and the sword tip locked Li Hansheng's vitals.

Xu Buling watched Zuo Qiming succeed with a sword, but he could not rush to help because there was only a gate between them. His eyes were furious, and he raised his sword to stab Zuo Qingqiu who was charging at him.

The Half-Faced Buddha laughed wildly, smashed the wall, and swept the copper-headed Zen stick to Xu Buling's side again.

Suddenly it became three against two, Li Hansheng was attacked twice and seriously injured, and the situation took a sharp turn for the worse in an instant.

After Li Hansheng forced Zuo Qiming away with a long spear, he rushed towards Zuo Qingqiu without caring about his back, and said angrily to Xu Buling:

"Go."

Li Hansheng was severely injured and surrounded by three masters and could not escape at all. This "go" meant that Xu Buling would go and he would hold him back.

There was no hesitation in his words, no emotion, as if he was not giving up his own life.

It is also possible that Li Hansheng had died since the day his wife died, and he lived in the world just to atone for his sins.

This "leave" can not only fulfill his wish to destroy the Song family, but also compensate his daughter who he dare not face again in this life. This is enough.

However, Xu Buling does not like this kind of tragic drama.

In this world, there is no one who can kill the people around him in front of him!

"Go away."

Xu Buling was furious, and almost roared as he said this. Without any reservation, he sent the sword in his hand to Zuo Qingqiu with a "Shaking the Mountain".

The dragon-like sword sound resounded through the snowy night. Although it was not as superb as Zhu Liu's, the power contained was much more exaggerated than Zhu Liu's.

Zuo Qingqiu was extremely intelligent and had predicted Xu Buling's talent. Seeing him and Zhu Liu together, he guessed that Xu Buling had learned this move. When Xu Buling approached, he had already crossed his two maces to block.

However, Zuo Qingqiu predicted Xu Buling's talent, but still underestimated how terrifying Xu Buling's power was.

The sword was too fast. The sword "Zhanlu", which had not shown its edge for decades, instantly shook off some stains on the sword blade inscriptions, and the tip of the sword pierced the cold iron double mace.

The bright sword blade did not bend at all, and continued to move forward without stopping.

Zuo Qingqiu's crossed maces were visibly pressed against his chest and abdomen until they hit his chest. Even though the sword blade failed to penetrate the iron mace, the brutal force still leaned on Zuo Qingqiu.

Bang

Zuo Qingqiu's brocade robe exploded, revealing the bronze and sturdy muscles on his back. Then his body was knocked out by the maces, flying backwards into the mourning hall until the wall of the mourning hall was broken.

Li Hansheng rushed to help and was really shocked when he saw the shocking scene.

He found that his son-in-law was a little exaggerated and he didn't seem to have to die. He immediately gave up the rescue and turned around to hit Zuo Qiming who was coming to kill him.

Xu Buling repelled Zuo Qingqiu, and his body was also hit by the copper-headed Zen stick. He only blocked with his left arm, and his body was hit to the right, but this was obviously not a big problem.

Before Zuo Qingqiu could return from the mourning hall, Xu Buling turned over in the air, his feet were already on the right wall, he stepped hard with all his strength, shaking down the brick and stone wall, and his body was like a sharp sword, approaching the Half-Faced Buddha who barely raised his Zen staff.

"Die!"

Xu Buling's eyes were almost ferocious, and judging from his expression, he looked more like a martial arts madman than the Half-Faced Buddha.

It was obviously impossible for the Half-Faced Buddha to be as light as the wind with a copper-headed Zen staff weighing dozens of kilograms. Seeing Xu Buling return in the blink of an eye, there was a bit of surprise in his eyes.

But for a martial artist, age may affect explosive power, but reaction and understanding of martial arts will not be affected at all, especially for the masters of internal martial arts.

Just like Eunuch Jia, he will only become more and more evil as he gets older.

Zuo Qiming is a top figure in the internal martial arts. He was once the national teacher of Northern Qi. He has never lacked the ability to control the overall situation. He has taken all the variables from the beginning to the end of this battle into account and made a perfect response.

When Zuo Qingqiu was knocked away, Zuo Qiming gave up the pursuit of Li Hansheng, leaped up and pounced on Xu Buling, dodging Li Hansheng's return attack.

The Half-Faced Buddha was willing to trade for Northern Qi because he was defeated by Zuo Qiming and trusted him very much. Seeing that he could not avoid Xu Buling, he simply stopped dodging and took a step forward to receive Xu Buling's sword with his chest.

As long as Xu Buling's sword passed through, it would be 100% blocked by the Half-Faced Buddha's body, and he would be unable to defend against Zuo Qiming.

Xu Buling obviously would not do something that would exchange his life for another's. Before the sword blade touched the cassock, he twisted the sword tip and swept it towards Zuo Qiming who was attacking.

In terms of swordsmanship alone, Xu Buling was naturally not as good as Zuo Qiming, and the sword tip was easily picked off by Zuo Qiming.

But Xu Buling did not intend to compete with a swordsmanship expert.

After the two blades met with a crisp sound, both swords were swept to the side.

At this moment, Xu Buling's clenched left fist rushed out and hit Zuo Qiming's chest in the sheepskin coat. He used the "Mountain Climbing and Scouting Horse" in Bajiquan. It was extremely strong and masculine with infinite killing power. If he concentrated on the front, with Xu Buling's strength, it would not be surprising to hit Zuo Qiming through the chest.

Zuo Qiming was an internal martial arts master, and he didn't care about this kind of punching that could be seen everywhere in the martial arts world. When his fist touched the sheepskin coat, his body moved with the wind of the fist, and he took advantage of the situation to unload the force to the side, making it difficult for Xu Buling to punch.

The Half-Faced Buddha was still by his side. If this punch couldn't force Zuo Qiming away, he would be stuck by the two of them, and he would definitely suffer a heavy blow next.

Li Hansheng turned around and saw this scene, and his heart sank, but before he could rush to help, the next scene stunned this martial arts genius in the martial arts world.

Xu Buling rushed out with a punch and stuck to Zuo Qiming's sheepskin coat.

Zuo Qiming took advantage of the situation to release the force. As soon as his shoulder moved, Xu Buling's left sleeve suddenly swelled, breaking the rope of the arm guard on his arm, and then his slender five fingers bounced and hit Zuo Qiming's chest.

Bang

The sudden finger attack, all the force was tilted to Zuo Qiming's chest.

Zuo Qiming did not have the young and strong physique of his son. This directly broke a rib, and he flew backwards with the sword, spitting out a mouthful of old blood in the air.

Xu Buling learned and used it immediately, and he was shocked by the power. At this time, he understood that with this amazing move, the old eunuch Jia probably couldn't beat Li Hansheng.

Li Hansheng's eyes showed a moment of confusion, obviously not understanding how Xu Buling learned his trick that was specifically used to break the "four ounces to move a thousand pounds".

The situation was urgent and there was no time for people to think about it.

Li Hansheng saw that Xu Buling had no problem fighting two men at once, so he threw the long spear in his hand and stabbed at Zuo Qiming who was flying backwards. He then rose up and met Zuo Qingqiu who jumped down from the mourning hall.

Zuo Qingqiu saw that his father's bones were broken, and his eyes became colder. He threw out the iron mace in his left hand, smashed the flying long spear, and smashed the iron mace in his right hand at Li Hansheng.

Li Hansheng suffered both internal and external injuries. Even if his body was strong enough to hold on, his skills would still be weaker than Zuo Qingqiu's. The moment he met the enemy, it turned into a one-sided beating.

On Xu Buling's side, after knocking Zuo Qiming away with one punch, he turned around and dealt with the Half-faced Buddha with all his strength, trying to kill one instantly first.

However, the Half-faced Buddha has already stood firm, and the bronze-headed Zen staff in his hand is in full swing. The masonry walls are shattered by the touch, sweeping towards Xu Buling everywhere. Although the heavy weapon made the movement slightly slow, retreating while fighting did not give Xu Buling a chance to kill.

Xu Buling fired several swords in a row, leaving three bloody wounds on the Half-Faced Buddha. However, the Half-Faced Buddha still maintained a wild smile. He seemed not to even feel pain, but the madman-like entanglement did not give him any chance to breathe.

The long sword is too light, and you will suffer a loss in a head-to-head encounter.

Xu Bu Ling was in a stalemate for only a few moves, but Zuo Qiming, who had knocked out of the wall, turned back and joined the battle.

The pressure brought by the old master Zuo Qiming was much stronger than the half-faced Buddha. He was experienced and fast, and even if he broke a rib, his skills were not affected. Step back.

The situation on the other side was even more urgent. Li Hansheng was chased by Zuo Qingqiu with an iron mace. He was suppressed in just a few moves. Blood spat out from his mouth again. As expected, he would be beaten to death in a few more moves.

"Damn it!"

Seeing that he was in a dilemma, Xu Buling roared angrily, threw out the last sword in his hand and stabbed Zuo Qingqiu to rescue Li Hansheng.

Zuo Qiming was obviously a little surprised when he saw that Xu Buling dared to throw his weapon at this time. After all, Xu Buling was not a master of the inner family. He was not proficient in using four ounces of energy to move a thousand pounds. He had obvious shortcomings. Without weapons, he could not use his hands. Grab his sword.

An accident was an accident. The sharp sword in Zuo Qiming's hand did not slow down even an inch. The moment Xu Buring threw the weapon, it had already reached Xu Buring's chest. The half-faced Buddha also blocked Xu Buring's escape route, making it inevitable.

But what he didn't expect was that Xu Buling actually raised his hand and grabbed the sword that was thrust at him, as if he was holding a piece of blunt iron, and slammed it behind his back with all his strength, taking Zuo Qiming, who was holding the hilt of the sword, with him. , and hit the half-faced Buddha behind him.

Zuo Qiming's eyes with crow's feet narrowed slightly, he was pulled off his feet from the ground, and he quickly twisted the blade of the sword, trying to break Xu Buring's palm, but unfortunately the blade in Xu Buring's hand was twisted into a twist, and the black gloves None of them were tattered in the slightest, and there was no trace of blood seeping out.

By the time Zuo Qiming noticed something strange about the gloves, it was too late. He had already been thrown onto the Half-faced Buddha, and the two of them were thrown out of the long street together.

The moment Xu Buling forced the two of them away, he had already rushed to the wall on the right and raised his hand to grab the dragon-patterned mace nailed to the wall. But just as he raised his hand, he suddenly discovered that there was a cold iron mace stuck next to it. ……——

The five of them exchanged several moves, and Zhu Liu, who was flying from half a mile away, finally arrived at the house that had been turned into ruins.

Outside the collapsed wall, Li Hansheng was covered in blood. His hair was disheveled and he was almost crazy. Even though he was seriously injured in a sneak attack, he never showed any fear and traded his life for his life.

However, the injuries did not affect his mind, but they hindered his skills. His waist and abdomen were pierced by a sword, and he was hit hard by a bronze-headed Zen staff. It was obvious that Li Hansheng's steps were unsteady, and the strength of his arms was greatly reduced, and he could only barely remove the mace. of tyrannical force.

Although Zuo Qingqiu's back was in tatters and his robes were in tatters, and he also suffered some internal injuries, but with his martial arts skills close to his body, these minor injuries were not much different from nothing. Even the corners of his clothes were not touched when dealing with Li Hansheng, who was already seriously injured.

Seeing Li Hansheng being beaten like this, Zhu Liu's eyes showed a bit of shock. He flew up and raised his hand with a sword, trying to stop Zuo Qingqiu's mace.

Zuo Qingqiu was good both internally and externally, and it was hard to predict whether he would win or lose against Li Hansheng in his heyday. His own fighting ability was higher than Zhu Liuyi. This could be seen from Zuo Qingqiu's hard defense against Xu Buling's Shanshan.

When Li Hansheng saw Zhu Liu coming to help, he directly raised his sword to block. His heart sank and he wanted to remind him, but the Grandmaster's fight only lasted a split second and he had no chance to speak.

The iron sword in Zhu Liu's hand blocked Zuo Qingqiu's body. As a result, Zuo Qingqiu raised his hand and chopped down the mountain and rocks.

The result was no surprise. Even Xu Buling's sword was smashed into two pieces, and the ordinary iron sword was broken with almost no resistance.

Zhu Liu's eyes were slightly startled, and he quickly retreated in an attempt to distance himself, but Zuo Qingqiu would not give the opponent a chance to breathe, and swiped his mace with his backhand.

Zhu Liu only had the hilt of the sword left in his hand, and there was no weapon to block it. When there was no way to avoid it, he could only grab the mace with both hands and force it, but with the terrifying strength, he still pressed the mace to his chest.

bang

The force struck by a solid mace is no less than that of a heavy hammer. It is a blunt instrument. Even if it is wearing heavy armor, it will still cause internal injuries. If it is hit from the front, the consequences can be imagined.

Zhu Liu groaned, and blood immediately spurted out of his mouth.

"father!"

On the snowy slope, Zhu Manzhi, who was extremely nervous, saw his father rushing forward and almost being killed instantly. He was so frightened that he stood up and was pushed down by Chen Sining.

Chen Sining also had her heart in her throat and didn't even dare to express her anger. However, she also saw some direction of this battle and hurriedly comforted:

"Calm down and trust Mr. Xu."

Chen Sining could say this because the situation on the other side of the street was equally tragic.

Zuo Qiming and Half-faced Buddha were thrown out of the courtyard and hit the street. They had stabilized their bodies before they even landed.

The half-faced Buddha had a manic temper and was murderous. At this time, he was already fierce. He shouted in his throat: "My Buddha is merciful, my Buddha is merciful!" He picked up the bronze-headed Zen staff and rushed towards the courtyard.

Only this time, what greeted him was no longer a light sword.

The half-faced Buddha had just jumped up and smashed the bronze-headed Zen staff into the courtyard with both hands, when he heard a crisp sound of 'dang'.

The bronze head of the Zen staff, which was as big as the head, was smashed out with a dent as big as the mouth of a bowl. The half-faced Buddha was knocked out before it hit the ground. The Zen staff in his hand was shaken and flew to the roof at the other end of the street.

Xu Buling jumped out from behind the wall with an iron mace. Only when he got it did he realize that this long cold iron mace, which was about the same length as a sword, was forged from an unknown material. It weighed more than sixty kilograms and was frighteningly dense. It was even denser than Situ. The ordinary nine-ring sword is heavy, no wonder it can break the drunken bamboo sword.

Xu Bu Ling weighed his mace for a moment and rushed towards the two people on the street again.

The half-faced Buddha crashed into the house to retrieve the weapon, while Zuo Qiming frowned. He obviously knew how destructive the mace was, and did not choose to confront him head-on. Instead, he took a roundabout way and tried to use his sword skills to kill Xu Buling.

"Come on!"

Xu Buling galloped forward, his mace scratching a groove on the stone bricks. Facing Zuo Qiming's sword blade thrust from a tricky angle, he didn't even bother to block it. He grabbed the blade with his left hand and smashed it down with his mace.

No matter how accomplished Zuo Qiming was in martial arts, no matter how rich his experience was, he was at a loss when faced with this almost shameless fighting style that relied on magic weapons. The sword in his hand could not be withdrawn, and it was instantly broken by the mace.

Without a sword, a swordsman would almost always have to take a beating when faced with an opponent of the same level.

Xu Buling held half of the sword blade, and with his backhand, he stamped it on Zuo Qiming's sheepskin jacket.

puff

Although Zuo Qiming tried to avoid it, the sword blade still passed through his ribs, and a string of blood burst out from behind, until it was stuck on the street pillar. The man also fell out, and his mouth was full of blood when he landed on the ground. Difficulty standing up.

Xu Buling didn't hold back at all this time and punched Zuo Qiming through the chest. He was basically dead. He ignored Zuo Qiming and rushed to the other side of the street with the mace in hand.

Half-faced Buddha picked up the bronze-headed Zen staff and rushed out of the house. He saw Xu Buling spinning around like the wind and smashing down his head and face with a mace.

The half-faced Buddha shouted angrily and raised his Zen staff to block, but there was an explosion of "block", sparks from the Zen staff flew everywhere, and the masonry on the ground exploded.

A huge force hit his arm, and the half-faced Buddha's face turned red instantly, almost frantically trying to push the mace away.

It's a pity that the twenty-eight chain knives are interlocked and do not need to be lifted at all. The half-faced Buddha has not yet exerted its force, and Xu Buling has already smashed it down with the second blow.

Dang Dang Dang

Three consecutive heavy blows hit the Zen staff of Half-faced Buddha. The second time, Half-faced Buddha knelt on the ground, and the third blow directly broke the Zen staff that had been following Half-faced Buddha for countless years.

There were twenty-eight blows with the serial knife, and no one could save him. Half-faced Buddha was almost in a certain defeat.

"ah"

The half-faced Buddha yelled furiously, raised his arms to block, and fell back at the same time, preparing to trade serious injuries for a glimmer of life.

The heavy iron mace touched the sleeve of the monk's robe, and there was an immediate sound of bone cracking, and the arm was broken in response.

"You want to see the Buddha, don't you?"

Xu Bu Ling looked fierce and wanted to take the fifth blow and beat the half-faced Buddha to death, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw Zhu Liu flying out from the corner of the house, vomiting blood, and his robes were covered with blood. The right arm was twisted and apparently had broken bones.

"hiss"

Xu Bu Ling's expression suddenly changed, and he quickly rushed to the corner of the street.

Zhu Liu lost his sword and forced himself to use Zuo Qingqiu's moves. Although he rescued Li Hansheng, he was almost crushed to death. He fell on the snow on the street and slid far away. Zuo Qiming also fell out. Almost bumping into each other.

Zuo Qingqiu forced Zhu Liu away and was about to kill Li Hansheng, who was not afraid of death. From the corner of his eye, he saw his own father falling out with blood in his mouth. His face suddenly turned pale and he rushed out of the corner of the wall.

Xu Buling saw Zuo Qingqiu rushing out almost unscathed, with shock in his eyes. He flew forward with his mace and raised his hand to strike again.

Zuo Qingqiu didn't dodge at all, and used his backhand to hit Xu Buling head-on.

clang

The two blades met and shattered the flying snow in the sky.

The ear-piercing explosion almost caused tinnitus in several people nearby.

The two of them were full of anger. This may be the most impactful collision tonight.

The cold iron weapons were still powerful, and they remained unscathed after colliding with each other.

But the two of them couldn't bear it anymore.

Xu Buling and Zuo Qingqiu's faces turned red at the same time, and the backlash of their huge power, which had nowhere to be released, almost shocked their hearts.

At the moment of collision, the two people fell out again, creating two snow grooves on the snow.

Xu Buling bounced up after releasing his strength. The tiger's mouth almost lost consciousness and was obviously shattered. There was some blood on the black gloves.

Zuo Qingqiu also felt uncomfortable. The tiger's mouth on his right hand stained the back of his hand red, and his arm could be seen trembling slightly.

After getting up from the ground, Zuo Qingqiu glanced at Zuo Qiming, who was struggling to get up, gritted his teeth, turned around and rushed forward, picked up Zuo Qiming and fled to the snowy field:

"Walk!"

If the half-faced Buddha was really crazy and almost died here, why would he rush up desperately again, turn around and crash into the house.

Li Hansheng was covered in blood, and it was true that he was furious at being attacked, but after being beaten like this, he felt a little guilty and did not chase after him. He quickly ran forward to check Zhu Liu's injuries.

Zhu Liu was slightly injured when he killed Shi Jinhai in the inn. He ran over to save people, but was hit on the head and face by Zuo Qingqiu. Although there were not many obvious external injuries on his body, there were many fractures and internal injuries caused by blunt objects. , the right arm has turned black and blue.

Xu Buling ran up to him with his mace in hand. He looked down and saw that his life was safe for the time being. He felt a little relieved. But judging from the injury on Zhu Liu's arm, it was unknown whether he would be able to use the sword in the future.

"These grandchildren..."

Xu Bu Ling's face was filled with anger, and he had no time to chat with the two of them. Seeing Zuo Qingqiu running away, he raised his hand and waved towards the snow slope, and then called Chai Fengma.

Li Hansheng was seriously injured, but a master-level warrior could still bear the pain. Seeing Xu Buling's actions, he frowned and said:

"If the alliance between the two countries is ruined, there is no need to take risks and force Zuo Qingqiu to stay."

Xu Buling knew that he couldn't keep Zuo Qingqiu, but so what? He picked up his mace and got on his horse, saying coldly:

"If you dare to beat my father-in-law, if you can't catch up with me, you will scold him to death."

As soon as he finished speaking, the horse neighed and rushed out of the street, galloping towards the snowy field.

Zhu Liu sat on the ground panting heavily. It was a little difficult to stand up. He looked at his retreating figure and then at the injuries all over his body. At this moment, he could only joke around:

"Look at my son-in-law, how filial he is."

Li Hansheng's waist and abdomen were bleeding profusely. He wiped the blood and sweat from his face, tied his waist and abdomen tightly with a rag, and hummed softly:

"It's because of filial piety that they coaxed us here without investigating the details. They plotted against me and resisted alone. I suffered such a big secret loss in vain."

"Suffering a loss is a blessing."

Zhu Liu shrugged his shoulders with difficulty, turned to look in the direction of the inn, and said angrily:

"Chen Chong, you bastard, haven't you finished beating your mother yet?"

"It's not like you fucking don't know that Yan Huilin and I are tied, and we will never finish the fight in this lifetime... Oops, I ran away..."

The response came from a distance and soon disappeared in the wind and snow.

The town was completely quiet, but compared to the original peace and tranquility, now there were only ruins of broken walls all over the streets...