"I'll do it."

The bald man holding a short-edged stick with a smile and moved forward.

"I'm worried that you will be beaten up. This kid is so handsome. I'd better catch him alive and don't waste it."

Yang Lin sighed: "Living well, why do you want to die?"

He was already ten steps away from the stick-holder, very close.

"Oh, look at your little face, and you still want to hit someone. Come on and hit him here. If you take a step back, your surname will not be Zhang."

The bald man danced a stick in his hand, and the stick stood in front of him, slapped himself with his black hair open, smiling unscrupulously.

"good."

Yang Lin rushed to the bald man in a row, like a water slide.

He pulled his back with his waist in his arms, his figure suddenly widened, and he punched out, and his bones burst out loud.

The bones are roaring.

Black tiger is heartbroken.

A punch was shot out, with a deep whistle, like a large blunt object waving. When it sounded, it made people feel depressed.

Wow...

The bald man's smile had froze. Before he could respond, his entire sternum collapsed.

A large chunk of the back was raised, and a protruding fist mark appeared.

He just giggled in his throat, and his body had already flew backwards like a kite, hitting heavily on the wall of Yuewang Temple.

A few blue bricks were shaken down and dust rose.

Yang Lin slowly closed his fists and shook his head.

"Can't you even give me a little reputation? Is that arrogant?"

He was a little dissatisfied.

This guy looks like a good guy, but he was beaten to death with one punch, but he did not contribute any gains.

Disgusting and useless.

"Old Wu..."

The tall and strong man with scarred face Duan Shuiliu held the knife slightly tightened his hands, and his hair stood up.

I missed the truth.

The bones are roaring and the fist is whistling. This is a powerful and powerful hand in the bone-forging stage, not like the useless playboy in the playboy.

It's actually hidden so deeply?

Before he could think about whether to fight or retreat, he saw his second brother, who was fluffy in leather armor, had thrown away half of the roast chicken in his hand, and screamed and rushed forward, punching him out.

I forgot that my second and fifth brothers had a very good relationship.

Now, there is no need to think about how to decide.

Duan Shuiliuxin moves the knife...

He took a step out, and the sword in his hand danced out a shadow. His hands were intertwined, and the knife followed him, tangling towards Yang Lin's waist and abdomen.

This sword is powerful and powerful. First, use the sword light to lure the enemy, then protrude and slash. Generally, people cannot defend themselves.

Especially after following the fist of the leather-armored man, it adds some concealment.

There are also some more insidiousness.

Duan Shuiliu was born into a fisherman's family in Qianjiang when he was young. That day, he picked up an old man who was sick and fainted at the entrance of the village. Because his parents' fishing skills were not weak, they were not poor.

He didn't know what he thought, maybe he suddenly felt unbearable, maybe he suddenly remembered his grandfather who died of illness, so he brought the old man back home...

After some days, the old man recovered from illness. Before leaving, he left half of his sword technique, practiced with a stick several times, and then left.

Duan Shuiliu is also a sensible person, so he carefully recorded his actions.

Later, I learned some simple words from the old master in the village and practiced according to the knife score...

Finally, I also learned some results.

These days, if you don’t bully others, you will be bullied.

After his parents died, Duan Shuiliu was hungry and full, and he was mixed around.

Slowly it became very fierce...

Until later, he robbed the house and killed people and set fire.

I don’t know how many dead souls have been added under the knife.

As he got older and his knowledge became more and more extensive, he also figured out that the half set of sword techniques he had learned turned out to be the sword technique from the sword door.

Unfortunately, when I first learned, I didn’t learn all the things and laid a deep foundation. When I had the opportunity to get more boxing scores, I could no longer correct the bad habit of self-study and my realm was not improved quickly.

Now he is in his thirties, and he is still missing the last level of door barrier that has not been broken through with Mingjin.

However, this doesn't matter. His biggest advantage is his height and strength.

Even if the realm is not high, just relying on your physical strength, ordinary Ming and powerful hands may not be able to defeat him.

Seeing the two of them attacking like crazy, they were very fierce.

Yang Lin shook his head slightly, all of whom were silly.

This is how it is not solid in the foundation.

The man with leather armor running in front had a pair of fists, and looked strong, but his lower plate was unstable, and his purpose was too obvious.

It is most likely that people can see through the intentions and thus attack the key points.

The man holding the knife behind him, although his sword technique is insidious and well-organized, was also very powerful, and the weapons in his hand caused gravity to sink.

But he has no room for action, and can do it but cannot stop it, which is really a taboo in offense and defense.

therefore.

Facing the fist that was coming, Yang Lin just stepped slightly, took a slant, turned his fist into a palm, like a vine wrapping a tree, and his palm was as soft as boneless as it wrapped around the other party's arm.

A style of external arm and waist, exert force on the shoulders and waist, and gently lift it.

The man with leather armor was unsteady at his feet, and was led up by Yang Lin's arm, and his body was drawn in an arc, uncontrollably facing the sword light attacking from the side behind him.

Duan Shuiliu slashed out with one knife, and his arms increased their strength, like a man of bulls rushing into the formation, with fierce light shot out from his eyes.

But unexpectedly, the figure in front of me swayed.

The way my blade was, I was no longer the rich young master who looked innocent, but a brother of a different surname who had been with him for more than ten years.

"Second..."

Duan Shuiliu let out a cry of sorrow, and then watched his second brother be cut across the abdomen by himself.

The intestines and blood fell all over the ground...

He has been fighting for a long time and is fierce by nature.

When I saw the man who had killed a leather armor by chance, I felt sad, but my hands were not soft.

Instead, he used the knife again to increase force.

The body rotates rapidly, and the sword becomes more and more powerful.

When the knife made a sharp whistle, it slashed towards Yang Lin like rain.

:Get out, strangle, chop, hang, chop, unload, cut, pick, plunder...

He only felt that the first time he had used what he had learned in his life was so refreshing.

The mood is stirring and the qi and blood are boiling.

The swordsmanship realm that has not been able to break through for a long time has seen the dawn for the first time.

Oops...

Duan Shuiliu let out a long roar, and a big knife in his hand slashed out a ball of black light. His body swirled around and swam, but he saw the light of the sword and saw no one.

If it were the usual, Yang Lin might have a closer understanding of a new martial art.

After all, every martial art has its merits, and he has no idea. When he sees something useful, he will directly integrate it into his boxing philosophy. This is the seriousness.

To improve martial arts, you don’t have to rely on reputation to point one way.

He also discovered that his daily practice of boxing was actually improving in slight improvement.

At the same time, the muscles and bones gradually become stronger.

However, this process may be long and has no immediate effect.

But you cannot give up hard practice just because you grow up a little slower, but just wait to enjoy the fruits of it. This kind of thinking is unsatisfactory.

Of course, academic research is one thing, and life-and-death battle is another.
To be continued...