"Who is you? In the next step, I was praised by my friend on the road and gave you the nickname of the Shanzhen Sword. Now the leader of the Great Saint King Fang Hao, but I don't know where I offended you, and I made you so hard!"

Uncle Bu Cheng thrust his sword. Although he was anxious, his face was filled with awesomeness. He was very stance to fight you to the death without giving an explanation.

Chen Zi'ang was stunned. This is the legendary registration number! Logically speaking, I should carry my hands on my back and reply indifferently to the words of the invincible General Song Hengping.

But I can't speak, and I can't put this style!

"Brother Bu, he is the third son of the Song family, Song Hengping!"

Qin Tanliang, a serious injury and vomiting blood, forced himself to hold up and stare at Chen Zi'ang.

"Brother Bu doesn't have to worry about him too much, he's just a mute! Haha...haha..."

After saying that, he raised his head and laughed, his eyes full of contempt. He stopped laughing until his chest became stuffy and his injuries broke out.

Chen Zi'ang shook his head slightly. This guy is really going to disgust others even if he dies.

I am a mute, and that is also a natural good material for practicing silence!

"Ah..., go to die, you damn short!"

A loud rumbling sound came from not far away, and a fat body rushed from afar, with two extra-large pig-killing knives dancing back and forth in their hand, reflecting a dazzling cold light.

But it was the butcher Cheng Buer who rushed over.

Unlike the cold-faced gods, the butcher Cheng Buer is a rich family in the same place!

His family specializes in killing pigs, and there are more than ten pigs every day. In the barren Baxia County, the pork can only be sold in one day in a county when there is nothing to do on weekdays.

As a monopoly industry of the local county government, Cheng Buer's family's property is not only a million yuan, but also a wealthy party. He has more than a hundred farmers who specialize in transporting pork and slaughtering fat pigs.

But he was not a stable and rich man, but he was fond of fighting and fighting with guns and sticks. He usually killed pigs himself, so he got the nickname of a rash butcher.

He cut his throat on the pig all day long, shaving his hair at the blade, breaking his belly, and separating his flesh and blood. He developed a good skill in killing pigs early on.

And sometimes he is mixed with some tricks of destroying corpses, which makes many people who have eaten his pork grow green eyes.

Later, at the invitation of Qin Tanliang, he made an appointment to work with a big vote together. After Qin Tanliang was imprisoned, Bu Shucheng found him, and he joined without saying a word.

At this time, when he saw his brothers lying on the ground, he rushed over without saying a word, waving two pig-killing knives.

"Brother Cheng, be careful!"

Uncle Bu next to him was shocked, and he stepped on his feet, and his body was already running out.

‘It’s him!’

Chen Zi'ang curled the corner of his mouth slightly and sneered in his heart. He didn't teach you a lesson not long ago, and now he just happened to send you to the West!

With a step under his feet, Chen Zi'ang closed his fists between his abdomen. When Cheng Buer approached his two swords, his fists rushed violently, like a cannon popping out of the borehole, domineering and fierce.

Bang!

Cheng Buer paused, and felt a pain in his palms. A huge force resisted his forward rushing force. His five fingers on his hand were crushed like a huge rock, and his two swords even broke out and disappeared.

As the saying goes, "Ten fingers connect to the heart". How painful it is to break the ten fingers? Cheng Buer couldn't help but feel pain in his pain and opened his mouth to roar. At the same time, he raised his right foot and kicked Chen Zi'ang's chest and abdomen fiercely.

Chen Zi'ang jumped, avoiding the other party's kick, and also took the pig-killing knife in the air.

The knife light flashed, and Cheng Buer's body suddenly stiffened, and his big head rolled down immediately. His body leaned down again. The upper half of his body broke from his abdomen and slowly slid down, hitting heavily on the ground. His internal organs and stomach rolled down to the ground, and various colors mixed with dust covered a large area of ​​ground.

"Ah..., you deserve to die!"

A long sword mixed with the angry fire of the sword-holder slashed down quickly.

"when!"

The already curled pig-killing knife was cut in half, and Chen Zi'ang used the force to fly back and avoided the opponent's pursuit.

Uncle Bu rode with his body and followed the sword. The sword light shone like a dragon and was as fierce as a mountain collapse. He followed Chen Zi'ang tightly.

Chen Zi'ang moved his feet and changed his figure. He moved around under Uncle Bu's sword attack like a storm. He slapped his hands from time to time and fought with Uncle Bu.

Uncle Bu was furious and froze all over his body, his beard and hair were bulging, and his shape was powerful and without waves. During his breathing, the sound of the five internal organs was like muffled thunder, and the air around him was squeaking, just like a huge bellows that kept opening and closing.

Practice the five internal organs internally and refine the top of the body!

This Zhenshan Jian Bu Shucheng is actually a master at the peak of body refining!

Chen Zi'ang was also secretly shocked. Based on his understanding, the Song family only had Zhongsun Yuan and a boxer who had just entered the stage of practicing the five internal organs, but he was far less powerful than Bu Cheng, who was as strong as the breath and amazing strength.

But today I am the opponent you meet!

Chen Zi'ang was just surprised, but his movements did not slow down. He hit the sword in Bu Cheng's hand from time to time, and his body was like a dragon, traveling across several meters in a circle. No matter how strong the opponent's sword attack was, he could not hurt at all!

But Bu Shucheng was secretly shocked. He had also heard of the reputation of the three sons of the Song family. After Qin Tanliang and the others were arrested, he had inquired specifically. The rumors outside were all that the three sons of the Song family were stupid, thin, and stupid, and were born with divine power.

He did not take the three sons of the Song family into his heart after hearing these rumors. After all, a foolish person does not know martial arts and is not a threat to him.

But I didn't expect that the real person was completely different from the rumors. The person on the other side had a clear and normal mind, and his martial arts were unfathomable. Even if he could only rely on the advantage of the sword, he could barely entangle with the other party.

The rumors are unreliable!

Uncle Bu was stabbing in the long sword, and the sword tip was whimpering, which seemed to be sharp. Only he himself understood that his wrists had begun to become a little numb and his movements had begun to slow down.

Chen Zi'ang's body sideways and avoids the passing. His spine swings from behind is like a dragon turning over, his waist and hips are the axis, his thigh tendons shake, his body swings violently, and his right arm hits down like a sled hammer.

“Buzz…”

Weng Ming, Uncle Bu moved his long sword to block his chest, but his body could not bear such great force and flew backwards.

Chen Zi'ang stepped on his feet quickly, and then came to Bu Shucheng's side, and held his shoulder with one hand. His body shook and avoided Bu Shucheng's sword, which he tried hard to do. He took his wrist holding the sword again, and moved his sword body horizontally towards Bu Shucheng's throat.

‘My life is over!’

Bu Shucheng felt that he was weak and could no longer resist Chen Zi'ang's movements. He closed his eyes and waited for death.

"Let go! If you don't want her to die, let me go!"

The seriously injured Qin Tanliang had some idea of ​​when he actually walked into the restaurant beside him, grabbed Cherry and walked out, holding a chopstick in one hand, pressing Cherry's throat. There was a woman lying in front of the restaurant. She looked at her clothing and figure, which should be Dong Yuner. She only saw her slowly squirming on the ground with her belly holding her stomach, and she didn't know what the specific injury was.

"Yeah..., the young master saves me!"

Cherry had already cried, her little face was full of panic and fear, and tears were filled with tears in her eyes.

"Do you know her? You don't want her to die, right?"

Qin Tanliang swallowed and asked again worriedly. He was really not sure if the other party would let Bu Shucheng go for a maid.

"I'll count three times! If you don't let anyone go, I'll kill her! 1...2..."

Qin Tanliang's tone was getting higher and higher, his eyes were red, and his hands were holding the wooden chopsticks tightly. He knew whether he could survive today depends on how Chen Zi'ang would deal with it next, and his heart was even more anxious.

Chen Zi'ang looked cold and looked at Qin Tanliang tightly, his eyes almost burst into flames.

‘Despicable!’

Taking a deep breath and looking at Cherry with panic, Chen Zi'ang forced a smile to show comfort. He snatched the sword in Bu Cheng's hand with force, grabbed his shoulder with one hand and pushed it forward.

"Haha...haha...Sanlang of the Song family is such a great person!"

Qin Tanliang stopped and grinned, looking excited, but his hands showed no sign of letting go.

Uncle Bu was numb in half and staggered a few steps to Qin Tanliang.

"Song Sanlang, we will put her down when we get on the horse and reach the north gate. Of course, if you don't believe it, you can go with you. I have seen your speed."

Qin Tanliang slowly retreated with Cherry and retreated to a horse with Uncle Bu.

"I still want to leave! I dream during the day! Shoot me an arrow!"

A loud voice sounded from not far away, followed by a dense rain of arrows.

Qin Tanliang rolled up and instantly shrank behind Cherry. Uncle Bu took a little while, and the man had already appeared under the belly of the horse beside him.

"Puff puff puff!"

As the arrow rain fell, Cherry's weak body was instantly penetrated by more than ten sharp arrows. Even Qin Tanliang behind him was shot into the thigh by two arrows and let out a painful wail.

Rumble!

Hundreds of elite soldiers wearing armor and carrying longbows rushed over. The leader was dark-skinned, with big eyes on copper bells, and his face was reckless. It was Song Xiu's brother's own uncle Song Lu!

Chen Zi'ang's mouth opened slightly, and his body had already appeared beside Cherry while shaking. He stretched out his hands but didn't know where to put them.

I saw more than ten long arrows penetrated into my body on Cherry's weak body, and some even showed a trace of bloody arrows on their backs, but her body swayed but refused to fall.

"Young Master, I...I don't...I don't want to die!"

With a small mouth, blood suddenly surged out. Cherry looked at Chen Zi'ang with despair, his bright eyes full of desire for life and infinite fear of death.

Chen Zi'ang opened his mouth, hugged the cherries in his arms, and gently wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with one hand.

He wanted to tell her that she was just sleepy and would have a good sleep, but she couldn't even do this.

"I don't want to die..."

The voice was quiet, and the girl's eyes gradually lost their luster. Her hands were still trying hard to grab the sky. I don't know what she wanted to catch?

"Hmph! The kindness of a woman!"
Chapter completed!