Under the protection of a group of Jinyi guards wearing flying fish embroidered spring knives and fierce faces, Lu Hanjiang, dressed in rich and luxurious clothes with a smile on his face, looked so out of place.
"I see, you are from Jinyiwei..."
Liang Benlang's face looked terrible. At this moment, all the previous confusions were answered, and the inexplicable conflict between the Lingyue Clan and the Beggar Clan was also explained.
Whether it was what the Lingyue Clan said about someone murdering their own clansmen, or what the Beggar Clan said about someone sneaking up on their disciples, it was all true, but the person who did it was not the opponent, but the Jin Yiwei who was hiding in the dark.
The Xiangyun Company attached itself to the Lingyue Clan as a victim. It not only avoided the suspicion of its own people, but also avoided the attention of the Beggar Clan by virtue of its size. This gave Lu Hanjiang room to move, and finally relied on
A series of means provoked conflicts between the two families.
Although Liang Benlang had already guessed that someone was causing trouble, he did not expect that the helmsman would be Jin Yiwei.
After all, the Jinyiwei had just fallen into disgrace in Jiangnan half a year ago and suffered a huge setback. In the eyes of the uninformed Jianghu people, this was because they were careless and underestimated the enemy, and they were tripped up and lost a large number of men.
Therefore, subconsciously, Liang Benlang did not think that the Jin Yiwei, who was supposed to be licking his wounds at this time, would spend his energy specifically dealing with the Beggar Gang.
In terms of hatred, which one of the various sects in the world is not ranked ahead of the Beggar Clan? In this order, it will be many years before the Jinyiwei can deal with them.
But what Liang Benlang didn't know was that the one who made the decision this time was not the commander Meng Yuan, but the governor Lu Hanjiang. He only had one principle in doing things. He came here, so he couldn't leave empty-handed, right?
"The old gang leader is going to the Lingyue Clan? What a pity, Master Yan has already gone there for you, so you won't have to worry about that."
Lu Hanjiang took a step back and said calmly: "Do it."
"kill!"
As soon as the order was given, the three deputy Qianhu showed their special abilities and attacked Liang Benlang from three different directions.
Among the three, Liu Yishou practiced Kung Fu horizontally, Zhenyue Dingfeng Kung Fu was extremely superior in fists and kicks, while Bian Guang was born in orthodox Bianjun Kungfu, and had a regular Bianjun sword technique from beginning to end.
In comparison, Ying Wushang is a bit special. Although like the others, he usually hangs a Xiuchun knife as a decoration, but in fact, his specialty is not fists or weapons, but a unique set of internal skills.
Liu Yishou and Bian Guang were fighting from the left and right. Liang Benlang raised his dog-beating stick to block their attack, and then exchanged palms with Ying Wushang who was attacking from the front. The two of them were separated at the first touch, surging
Although the internal force directly knocked the opponent away, he soon felt something was wrong.
There was a burning pain in the palm of his hand. Liang Benlang danced the dog beating stick in a circle to ward off the two people on the left and right. He quickly looked down at his palm. It was red and the skin had been corroded in many places. If it weren't for
I had protected my internal energy in time, but by this time I was probably injured to the point of being exposed.
Liang Benlang's face darkened, he stared at Ying Wushang and said, "It's actually the Rotting Bone Kung Fu. The old man thought that this evil Kung Fu had been lost long ago, but he didn't expect that there are still people in the world who can use it."
Ying Wushang gathered his true energy in his palms and made a scalp-numbing chissing sound. He smiled coldly and said: "Back then, the righteous ways of the Jianghu massacred my Ying family indiscriminately. If Master Meng hadn't come to save me,
This skill is indeed going to be lost.”
"Are you really a descendant of the Nanyang Ying family?"
Liang Benlang sighed softly: "To practice the Rotting Bone Kung Fu, you need to use a living person as a training object. The Ying family incurred a lot of blood debt because of this. It is not a demonic way, but it is better than a demonic way. If we don't stop it, wouldn't we be helping the evil tyrants."
Ying Wushang snorted coldly: "Martial arts are inherited and must be practiced. There is no good or evil. It is obvious that you saw that my Ying family has become a threat, so you killed me. What are you saying about the righteousness of the world?
, It’s just a joke! Watch your moves!”
I won’t go into details at this point. Ying Wushang stepped forward in three or two steps and pushed out with both palms. The two people on the left and right also took the opportunity to attack each other. Liang Benlang repeated his old trick and used another move to ride six dragons and spin the golden dragon.
With the three of them unable to get close, he slammed his foot on the ground again, shattering the earth and rocks under his feet. The three of them became unstable for a while, but he made up for it with a move called Six Dragon Spin, sending them all flying backwards.
The strength of the leader of the Beggar Clan was surprising and even awe-inspiring. The breaths of the three people who were knocked out were a little unsteady. They looked at each other and prepared to try again with wheel fighting.
In the competition of fists and kicks, Liu took the lead with his hands and feet. He used his Zhenyue Dingfeng Kung at full strength, and his Qi armor covered his limbs. He rushed forward and punched with both fists, but Liang Benlang blocked them all with one hand.
Liu Yishou was secretly anxious and wanted to distance himself before making plans, but Liang Benlang suddenly stretched out a hand to grab him from the air, and a terrifying force of true energy restrained his whole body and pulled him back.
"Dragon-capturing hand?!" Liu Yishou was inexplicably horrified. After being pulled back by Liang Benlang, he hit his chest with a palm until he vomited blood and fell to the ground.
When Bian Guang saw that the situation was wrong, he immediately stepped in. His fists, kicks, swordsmanship and even his internal strength were not outstanding. Overall, he was good at everything, but none of them were top-notch.
This kind of martial arts was obviously too weak to deal with Liang Benlang. Bian Guang first used sword skills to fight against the enemy. He danced his embroidered spring knife so tightly that Liang Benlang used his dog-beating stick to fight against him.
Although the name of Dog Beating Stick Technique is vulgar, in terms of subtle changes, it is the best skill throughout the ages. There are only eight formulas: trip, split, entangle, poke, pick, lead, seal and turn, but there are countless variations in its execution.
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Liang Benlang first used the "Poke" move, then he swung the dog-beating stick and pushed it against Bian Guang's Xiuchun knife, and then used the "Tangle" move. The stick and the blade were entangled together, and Bian Guang immediately felt that it was in his hand.
The knife seemed to be locked by an iron chain. Not to mention how heavy it was, it was difficult to get rid of the opponent's dog-beating stick.
Taking advantage of Bian Guang's sword skills being messed up, Liang Benlang used another move called Zhuanzi Jue. The dog-beating stick turned into afterimages following his moves, hitting several key points on the opponent's body one after another.
Bian Guang's face immediately turned red, and the energy and blood in his body surged like a wave. The blow with the stick forced him to take more than ten steps back. He covered his chest and knelt down to breathe heavily, fearing that it would be difficult to fight again.
In the end, Ying Wushang took advantage of the situation and circled behind Liang Benlang, and struck out with a palm rotting bone skill like lightning, but the old man seemed to have eyes on the back of his head, and turned his palms into claws to grab Ying Wushang's arms and shoulders.
Then the seven-foot-tall man was spun around twice in the air like a sandbag, and finally he was hit hard on the ground with a dragon's tail swing.
Ying Wushang's body left a deep ravine on the ground, which traveled seven or eight feet before he barely stopped. A mouthful of blood spat out, and he was seriously injured.
Liang Benlang single-handedly beat the three deputy Qianhu, who were unable to fight back. All the guards in imperial robes saw this with sadness, and no one dared to step forward to test the martial arts skills of the leader of the Beggar Clan.
"Tsk."
Lu Hanjiang sighed quietly. Although he didn't expect these people to do anything to Liang Benlang, the main reason why he sent them was because it was a rare opportunity to let them see the real top of the world.
However, he was not expecting such a simple and complete defeat. Except for Ying Wushang's surprise attack on Liang Benlang, the other two had almost no achievements and could not even consume the other.
There is a long way to go. It seems that if you want to cultivate capable subordinates, the day when you can completely retreat to the rear and watch the show is still far away.
He waved to the hundreds of households on the side, and the other party immediately took the Tianji Sword he was ordered to bring. After taking the sword, he pushed aside the people in charge of guarding in front and walked slowly to Liang Benlang.
"The leader of the Beggar Clan is truly extraordinary."
"Boy, tell the old man before you do anything, who are you?" Liang Benlang looked at Lu Hanjiang with a stern look. This time, there was no trace of drunkenness in his eyes.
Lu Hanjiang shook his head and slowly pulled out the Tianji Sword: "When you die of old age, you can go down and ask other people about this kind of thing."