Tang Jiusheng secretly called it a fluke. If the assassins sent by Wanshouju hadn't been captured by mistake, the Nangong family might have gotten the news that they were going to ambush Nangong Yuyan and prepare a sneak attack on the old devil Nangong Qifeng, so they were prepared.

Tang Jiusheng was too lazy to use his brain and handed the three assassins directly to Nangong Xuehong. He could deal with them as he pleased!

Early the next morning, everyone got up and packed their weapons. Tang Jiusheng asked Su Qiuman to stay at Zheng's Inn to protect Fan Chunxue. He, Fatty, Yulong Xingkong and Nangong brothers rushed to the pine forest on the official road yesterday to set up an ambush. Xie Wenxiong and Niu

Tianli rode a horse for more than 200 miles to rush back to report the news. He would wait for Nangong Yuyan to receive the report before leading his men and horses to come over, which would be at least noon or afternoon.

Sure enough, at noon, when the dust was flying on the official road, a horse team of more than 20 people came from the direction of Taiping Mountain. According to the previous plan, Nangong Yubing lay on the side of the road and punctured a blood sac that had been prepared.

He smeared some blood and pretended to be injured and unconscious. Tang Jiusheng held the knife in his arms and stood in the middle of the road with his eyes narrowed. He looked like an unfathomable master. Yulong Xingkong stood with a big stick in his hand.

behind.

From a distance, Tang Jiusheng saw that the cavalry was led by Xie Wenxiong and Niu Tianli in front. Tang Jiusheng felt relieved. It seemed that Xie Wenxiong and Niu Tianli had not leaked the news that Nangong Yulin was dead. The cavalry was like a whirlwind.

Generally, they came three feet away in front of Tang Jiusheng. The thin man Xie Wenxiong and the big man Niu Tianli took their mounts. The thin man Xie Wenxiong pointed at Tang Jiusheng with his hand, turned around and said to a middle-aged man with a paralyzed face: "Uncle, that's him!"

The middle-aged man with a Chinese character face wearing a brocade robe had an expressionless face. He stared at Tang Jiusheng and Yu Long Xingkong with a pair of big triangular eyes. He looked up and down, then looked at Nangong Yubing who was lying unconscious on the ground. After a while, he became cold.

Leng asked: "Young man surnamed Sheng, you have the guts! Not only do you dare to kill the second and third masters of the Nangong family, but you also dare to stay here and openly provoke me, Nangong Yuyan! Tell me, which sect you are from, and who instigated you?

Did you do this?"

Tang Jiusheng looked arrogant, "I am the mastermind! I have no family and no sect, and I don't need anyone to instruct me! I have already defeated the second and third son of your Nangong family. As long as I defeat you, Nangong Yuyan, I will become famous all over the world!"

If it were you, wouldn't you think this is very cheap?"

Nangong Yuyan, whose face was paralyzed, let out a sigh of relief when he heard what Tang Jiusheng said. He originally thought it was a trap set by some sect to ambush the Nangong family, but now it seems that he is just a kid who wants to be famous and wants to be famous. The second brother

Nangong Yubing was obsessed with books and became a maniac. His martial arts skills were ordinary, so it was no surprise that he was knocked to the ground.

Nangong Yuyan glanced at Nangong Yubing who was unconscious on the ground, waved his hands to the left and right, and motioned for his men to come forward for treatment. Xie Wenxiong and Niu Tianli jumped off their horses, came to Nangong Yubing who was lying on the ground, and called repeatedly,

"Second Master, Second Master, Second Master, wake up quickly! Master is here to save you!" Xie Wenxiong took out a water bag, fed Nangong Yubing some water, and whispered something in Nangong Yubing's ear.

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Nangong Yubing groaned, woke up slowly, opened a pair of dull eyes, glanced at Xie Wenxiong and Niu Tianli, then looked at Nangong Yuyan who was riding a horse, stretched out his weak right hand, and said in a hoarse voice

: "Brother, save me!"

Nangong Yuyan stared at his big triangular eyes and asked in a deep voice: "Boy, where is my third brother?"

Tang Jiusheng put the scabbard on his shoulder and replied calmly: "What do you mean about Nangong Yulin? That boy's martial arts skills are too poor, and his character is even worse! He couldn't compete with me, and he actually used a crossbow to plot against me.

, I killed him in a rage, dug a hole and buried him! Hey, just bury him there.

It's gone!" As he spoke, he pointed with his hand to the pit in the forest where Nangong Yulin was buried.

Then he pointed to the side and said, "He also has two useless followers buried over there!"

Nangong Yuyan said half-believed and half-suspicious: "With the third-level martial arts realm of you two boys, you may not be able to win over my third brother even if you join forces. Why don't I believe you when you say you killed him!"

Tang Jiusheng laughed and said, "Don't believe me? I let two of his men escape to report to you, but he himself couldn't escape. Does this mean that my martial arts skills are lower than his? If you don't accept it, you can come over and try it yourself!

Oops, the feng shui here is quite good. If I kill you, I will bury the three of your brothers here. If you defeat the three brothers of the Nangong family, you will become famous in the world in one day. I feel happy just thinking about it!"

Nangong Yuyan waved his hand behind him and said in a cold voice: "Fan He, go and kill this brat!" Someone behind Nangong Yuyan agreed with a loud voice. He was a very strong man wearing a black martial arts uniform.

He was a middle-aged man, but for some reason he turned his horse and ran back more than ten feet away. Tang Jiusheng and everyone present were very confused as to what this kid was going to do.

Fan He rode the black horse and ran for more than ten feet, then he caught the horse, turned the horse's head, slapped the horse fiercely, accelerated and hit Tang Jiusheng, who stood in the middle of the official road with the Minglong Sword on his back, not even a trace

He moved and allowed the black horse to hit Tang Jiusheng crazily. The moment the black horse was about to hit Tang Jiusheng, Fan He jumped up, jumped into the air from the horse's back, and viciously hit Tang Jiusheng with both fists.

With a loud bang, the horse was knocked out more than three feet by Tang Jiusheng, fell to the ground, and died suddenly on the spot. Only then did everyone hear the sound of the black horse's bones breaking. When the black horse hit Tang Jiusheng, Fan He's hands

The fist had already hit Tang Jiusheng's head. It was the moment when Tang Jiusheng knocked the dark horse away. The timing was perfect.

The reason why Nangong Yuyan chose to let Fan He make the first move was precisely because Fan He's martial arts level was also at the second level, slightly higher than Nangong Yulin and slightly lower than him. Moreover, Fan He, a boy with the surname Sheng, was a proficient martial artist.

Fan He is a perfect touchstone for how high his ability is. You will know how much he is capable of once you try it.

In the middle of the night yesterday, Xie Wenxiong and Niu Tianli escaped and reported to Nangong Yuyan, saying that a boy named Sheng led people to intercept and kill the second master and the third master in the pine forest twenty miles outside Pingan Town, and also challenged Nangong Yuyan by name.

Ask Nangong Yuyan to bring people to ransom his two brothers, otherwise he will kill both brothers. Nangong Yuyan asked how old the man named Sheng was, and Xie Wenxiong and Niu Tianli said that he looked only fifteen or sixteen years old.

He looks good, but his martial arts skills are unfathomable.

Nangong Yuyan summoned all his capable men to discuss the matter. Everyone agreed that since the young man was so skilled in martial arts, he must be a famous teacher and disciple. It was possible that the two brothers had offended someone from some sect who would have been intercepted and killed. It was not Uncle Nangong.

Yu Yan couldn't solve the problem by taking action, so Nangong Yuyan hurried over with more than 20 men overnight, hoping to save his two younger brothers through negotiation.

When we arrived at the place, we saw that it was very different from everyone's imagination. The third brother was nowhere to be seen, the second brother fell on the ground, but the young man said that he had no family and no sect, and claimed that he defeated the Nangong brothers just to become famous. Nangong Yuyan was a little confused in his heart.

Then Fan He was asked to take action, and he sat on the horse and watched the battle calmly, hoping to find out the sect from which this young man had learned.

Fan He swung out his fists, and the strong wind was so hot that they were about to hit Tang Jiu Sheng's head. Tang Jiu Sheng moved elegantly and quickly to the left, and Fan He's fists hit the air. However, Fan He was in the air,

Changing his moves extremely quickly, he kicked his right leg back violently, and with one kick he kicked towards Tang Jiusheng's chest. The Minglong Sword Sheath that Tang Jiusheng carried on his shoulder violently

Then he moved and whipped Fan He's right leg mercilessly.

There was a loud bang, and Fan He was forcefully knocked to the ground. Fan He turned around and kicked to the side, with black energy on his feet, and kicked Tang Jiu Sheng fiercely. Tang Jiu Sheng's roaring dragon sword did not come out of its sheath.

He only used golden Gang Qi to cover the scabbard and fought back. Nangong Yuyan, who was watching the battle on the sidelines, was quite surprised. This kid looked like he was only in the third level, but how could he achieve the Qi Condensation that only the first and second level masters could do?

Tang Jiusheng used his body to receive a few punches from Fan He, who was practicing Kung Fu. He acted as if nothing had happened. He took the time to slap Fan He with a scabbard several times. Fan He was so slapped that he gritted his teeth and stared. It was obvious that he was in extreme pain. He was completely covered in pain.

Fan He, who was practicing kung fu, failed to hurt his opponent, but was hurt by his opponent instead? In Nangong Yuyan's memory, it was always Fan He who hurt others!

Nangong Yuyan's eyes widened. His martial arts was only a little better than Fan He's. Seeing this, he would definitely be beaten up by this young man even if he went up. Nangong Yuyan thought he was well-informed, but his surname

Shengde and Fan He had been fighting for a long time, but he just couldn't see the sect from which the opponent came. Who is this kid? Nangong Yuyan was completely confused, and Nangong Yuyan was undecided.

A middle-aged Confucian scholar with a horse's head and Nangong Yuyan's ponytail asked softly: "How about you let me try it?" Nangong Yuyan hesitated for a moment, nodded slightly, and whispered: "Master Hong must add more.

Be careful, this guy is a little weird!"

Hong Jincheng, a middle-aged Confucian scholar with a first-level martial spirit, is one of the two guardians under Nangong Qifeng. He was originally protecting Nangong Qifeng in seclusion. Last night, he was greedy and secretly came out to drink with Nangong Yuyan. By chance, he heard

It is said that some people do not give face to the Nangong family and dare to intercept and kill Nangong Yubing and Nangong Yulin brothers in the middle of the road. Among the people in the world, except for people from the ten sects, who has the courage to stroke the tiger's beard of the Nangong family?

Hong Jincheng calculated that it would take at most two days from departure to return, and it was still early for the old devil to come out of seclusion. As long as the other protector Ling Chuyu didn't say anything to the old devil, who else would dare to say anything? He and Hong Chuyu had an irreversible friendship, and Hong Chuyu wouldn't

He betrayed him. So he volunteered to help Nangong Yuyan. Nangong Yuyan was still a little unsure at first, but when he heard that Hong Jincheng was willing to help, he was overjoyed. With such a master in charge, he was not afraid of that man named Sheng flying into the sky!

Hong Jincheng jumped up from his horse, stood ten feet away in front of Tang Jiu Sheng, and shouted to drive away Fan He. When Tang Jiu Sheng saw a middle-aged Confucian scholar standing in front of him, he could clearly feel that the Qi in him was flowing very fast.

, definitely a first-class master, Tang Jiusheng was wary and asked: "Who are you?"

Hong Jincheng smiled slightly and said, "Hong Jincheng is just a protector under Mr. Nangong. Seeing that Mr. Sheng is very skilled in martial arts, I felt itchy and came here to learn Mr. Sheng's tricks!"

Tang Jiusheng chuckled, "Easy to say, easy to say!" As Tang Jiusheng spoke, he suddenly pulled out the Dragon-Crying Sword in his hand. His momentum continued to rise, and he no longer deliberately suppressed his martial arts level. He slashed down on the head with one strike, and the sword energy was flowing freely.

Hong Jincheng turned upside down to avoid the knife, and asked in shock: "Are you a first-class master?! You use the Minglong Sword?! Are you Tang Jiu Sheng?!" Tang Jiu Sheng did not answer, and in the blink of an eye he slashed more than ten times in a row.

To face such a powerful enemy, you must have no reservations! Hong Jincheng dodged left and right. The aftermath of Tang Jiusheng's sword energy had torn the official road in several places. Hong Jincheng was angry and began to fight back.

The two were fighting. Nangong Yubing, who was lying in Xie Wenxiong's arms, saw that there were no masters around Nangong Yuyan. He suddenly jumped up and slashed Nangong Yuyan with a knife. He hesitated to take action because he was afraid of Nangong Yuyan.
Chapter completed!