Drunkenly Resting Head Against Rivers and Mountains Chapter 452: Goer

There is a thick old tree in the side of the temple. Tian Ainu is hiding behind the old tree, and his heart is pounding.

Only then did Yang Fan see her almost at a glance, but fortunately she was hiding in time.

Tian Ainu pressed his chest, happily breathing out, and quietly leaned out to look out. From this angle, Yang Fan was no longer visible.

Tian Ainu looked around and did n’t see any other nuns around, so he jumped up and jumped on the wall like a light raccoon cat, then flashed again and disappeared into the bushes outside the wall in.

Tian Ainu is only afraid of being abandoned, what is angry is Yang Fan ’s unmarried marriage, if she really hates Yang Fan, how can she not know when Yang Fan is stuck in stubbornness? Hesitating to regain the butcher's knife?

Now the candlestick in front of the Buddha Hall still has a **** smell.

The confession of Yang Fan that day, coupled with the subsequent visits to Jingxin Temple, has softened her heart. As expected by Yang Fan, she is now just because of the shyness and restraint of a girl's family, and some can't get rid of her face. In fact, when Yang Fan leaves every night in the past few days, she will follow up until she is "sent" out of the jungle.

It is already late autumn, and the forest is bleak. As soon as the autumn wind passed, the few remaining leaves on the branches would flutter down like butterflies. Yang Fan walked alone in the forest, stepping on the rusty leaves under his feet, bathed in a touch of sunset, and the sunset was red as blood, giving him a body It was coated with a **** edge.

Yang Fan walked along the familiar path in the forest, and his feet were light and silent.

Suddenly, his forefoot lifted up, about three inches away from the ground, and his body was fixed there.

The autumn wind blew, and several yellow leaves floated down, falling on his shoulders. The depressed branches were swaying in the autumn wind, and the yellow leaves convolved on the ground shivered slightly, as if there were countless silkworms underneath, trying to arch their bodies.

Yang Fan is still motionless.

Maybe it was just a moment, Yang Fan suddenly moved, his right leg in the air suddenly closed, stepped, kicked, moving like lightning, and the yellow leaves on the ground that were convolved by the wind seemed to be hit by a thunder , "Peng" splattered and burst into flames.

Yang Fan was falling back into the sky and falling into the snow. At the same time, he leaned back and slammed on the spot, leaving half of his sleeves, which were twisted into fragments by a cold awn, like a butterfly flying into the sky.

Yang Fan flashes, flashes again, flashes three times, and flashes three times in a row. His body is already seven feet away. Every time he falls to the ground, he will bounce back and there will be a flash of cold light at the moment when his figure disappears. In the past, the tree was broken, the branches were broken, and the wood chips were flying.

Yang Fan retreated to Qizhangkai, and then he was able to pull out the saber. As soon as the knife came out of the sheath, the cold light hit the side with a whirlwind, but Yang Fan was neither a tree nor a branch, he would not be honest Standing there waiting to be cut.

Two cold lights are intertwined, as if two silver shuttles are reciprocating in the air, drawing a silver glow. The bright red sunset reflected in these two cold lights, so that the light flying in the sky also brought a trace of blood.

The intensively intertwined light suddenly became a point, and then the two light's momentum changed greatly. Yang Fan's hand opened a knife and opened and closed, and it suddenly retreated, as if forming a path around him. Hovering around the flying dance, the cold mountain on the opposite side is still retreating like a silver shuttle, small and compact.

Suddenly the two weapons fought fiercely, and a series of sparks splashed out, and the two suddenly separated, and each of them jumped back and stood like a big goose, and stood up, Yang Fan only then saw the appearance of the man.

This is a middle-aged man who looks very ordinary, only about thirty, like the honest man who has been in the shop for more than ten years, but now he has a knife and a bill in his hand. A sharp, narrow blade and a weird short knife.

The knife looks very strange, but Yang Fan knows more than anyone else how terrible this knife is. If his movements are only a little slow, he is already a dead man with a broken heart.

This man's skill is very tricky. The grandfather of Yang Fan is a great master of swordsmanship. He knows a lot about swordsmanship in the world. Generally speaking, the sword is light and the sword is strong, but the ordinary person of before one's eyes uses the sword to gather the lightness of the sword. It is combined with the strength of the knife, and there is also a kind of strange tricks.

"Why kill me?"

Yang Fan asked coldly that he did n’t report himself as an official, or said some useless nonsense, and deliberately attacked him in this place. It is definitely not possible to admit the wrong person or some other inexplicable reason. The other party must It was prepared, and the one who wanted to kill was him.

But Yang Fan really ca n’t think of anyone who will use assassination to deal with him. From the beginning to the end of Luoyang, the person who has always been the assassin is him, killing Yang Mingsheng, killing Qiu Shenji, killing Miao Shenke ......, this is still The first time he was assassinated by someone, and the first time he encountered a difficult knife master.

Situ Liang smiled and said only one sentence: "Because you **** it!" Then he pounced like a mad dog again.

He looks like a honest man who has been criticized as a good-tempered neighbour by the neighborhood neighbors, who has a gentle temperament and ca n’t kick his feet with three feet, but his current behavior, but It seemed that the honest man suddenly discovered that his wife was slept by others, and the children were also raised for others.

He held a narrow-edged short knife and threw it up fiercely. This time he changed his short and fast pace. Yang Fan found that his foot was not the tip of the foot every time it landed, but the outer or inner edge of the foot His footwork is like his sword, and the sword is also slanting, extremely dangerous.

He approached with an incredible speed, the short knife in his hand like a raindrop from the top, bottom, left and right, from the chest, abdomen, armpit, crotch and back of the crotch to the Yang Fan. At this moment, Si Tuliang is like a top. , And Yang Fan is the center of the gyro.

or Yang Fan is the gyro, and he is the whip on the top of the gyro. The impact of the two knifes at this time is as short as fried beans, and the two people are violently dancing. With the fallen leaves around him, he also twirled, and there was a little blood in the air, but he didn't know who was injured.

"Hey!"

With a bitter sound, Yang Fan's Sabre and Situ Liang's knife suddenly broke at the same time.

Yang Fan lost the opportunity, and encountered the tricky and strange knife technique for the first time, and was still not suitable for the opponent ’s style of play. When Situ Liang was approaching him, his long knife was difficult to unfold. Several stab wounds, fortunately, he was back in time, the injury was not deep, and it was not critical.

But he knew clearly that if he was beaten by the opponent in this way, he would definitely die if he was slightly oversighted, so he found an opportunity to collide with Situ Liang ’s knife, and the two knives were struck by a hit. Cut off.

This time it was Yang Fan that took the lead. Once the knife was broken, Situ Liang was stunned. Yang Fan had already been mentally prepared, but he had fit in the moment when the knife was broken. He was short and said Taking a copy of Situ Liang's foot, following the situation, he hit his elbow to his lower abdomen and knocked Situ Liang down on his back. Yang Fan pressed it hard.

Yang Fan is not only good at swordsmanship, but also good at wrestling. In a flurry, two people will fight on the ground, rolling like two dragons.

If someone who does n’t know how to watch, these two guys are now fighting like a rogue in the alley. Although the fist hits the meat, it is fierce, but there is no master style, the master will be beaten. The earth is like a dragon. Is it entangled and tumbling?

But Situ Liang, who is in it, has misery. Yang Fan is fierce and seemingly useless. In fact, it has a lot of rules. It is not something that a rogue fight can make it come out. Among them are wrestling and wrestling. There are boxing, boxing, boxing, and boxing, which makes people unpredictable.

Although the two are entangled together, they are flipped around in the space of a few feet, just like the two dragons entangled, but Yang Fan can always cleverly fist while entangled and trapped him, even if it is in There are no punches between a few inches, and the punching power is also extremely powerful.

Fang Cai Si Tuoliang made a few openings on the Yang Fan by virtue of seizing the opportunity and the weird knife, but was dragged to the ground by Yang Fan at this time, he was beaten and his face was swollen and his ribs were broken. The root, just for a while during the war, has not been discovered, he has begun to vomit blood.

Fist is afraid of being weak, Situ Liang is better than Yang Fan in fighting skills and martial arts. Once it becomes this kind of melee combat that only focuses on speed and strength, Yang Fan is good at wrestling. Where is he still Yang Fan? The opponent's opponent, Yang Fan, had a storm-like punch and kicked Situ Liang dizzyly.

Situ Liang saw that this is not the way to go, so he gave a full breath of Dantian, and he survived dozens of heavy punches ~ IndoMTL.com ~ Finally, after a breath, he roared, his legs went to Yang Fan A leg up, a flexion of the upper body, with his head against Yang Fan, the probe touched into the boot.

He still has a knife. He was originally a killer. If he did n’t try to fight Yang Fan positively this time, he killed him in an upright manner, so he deliberately revealed his trace and called Yang Fan. But if he made a surprise attack, Yang Fan It has long been a cold dead body.

Now that he has no choice, Situ Liang finally pulled out his second knife.

With five fingers, he caught the knife handle in the boot, but Xueliang's blade appeared only halfway and stopped there forever.

On his chest, there suddenly appeared a curvy "little snake." The "little snake" was red in color, and there was blood dripping drop by drop, just a moment of effort, and the blood drop became The bloodline, like a snake letter hung by a venomous snake, fluttered down in the wind.

It was a branch. The branch was not straight. The branch was bent with some blood. It was red with blood and blurred its original shape.

The branch that came out of Situ Liang ’s chest was not thick and thinner than the little finger, but the piercing point on his back chest was already thick like a chicken egg, and the branch was held in a white and delicate palm. With his hands being released inch by inch, the three-foot-long branch hung over Situ Liang.

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