In order to enjoy the snow, the door of the Yang family was open.

There was no trace of pedestrians in heavy snow, and the world was vast. Taoist in single clothes came alone, leaving a line of shallow footprints on the snow. Guo Xiaotian held the double halberds beside the dining table against the wall. In this snowy day, the iron halberd was completely cold and harsh, while Guo Xiaotian didn't realize it at all. He just whispered: "This Taoist has some skills in his body, and it seems a bit strange when he passed by Niujia Village at this time."

Yang Tiexin also had to be alert. They killed the people from Dongchang a few days ago. Although Qu Lingfeng attracted Dongchang's attention, it was difficult to guarantee that their whereabouts would not be leaked.

Yang Tiexin was more careful and whispered: "This man has never concealed his movements. Maybe it was someone in the martial arts world who happened to pass by."

"Do you want to touch his bottom?" Guo Xiaotian said with doubts.

"There must be a reason to rush on this snowy day. If you act urgently, don't cause more trouble." Although Yang Tiexin likes to make friends, he is unwilling to be troubled at this time.

The Taoist priest was like Xu Shijiu and Guo Yang, who was standing in the yard in an instant, passed by a wooden door. At this moment, Li Ping in the house was worried about her husband, or was pregnant, and couldn't help but let out a short muffled groan.

Hearing this sound, the Taoist priest suddenly stopped suddenly, and the long sword on his back appeared in his hand just as soon as he circled.

Before the sword was unsheathed, it just used the tip of the sword to lift it around the side, and then picked out a ball from the snow pile and hit Yang Tiexin and the others. The snow ball poured into internal force and made a howling sound of breaking through the air. Xinxue was already loose, and even if he pinched it with his hands, it was extremely difficult to squeeze into a ball. However, when the Taoist picked it, the situation was very fast, no less than a carefully selected hidden weapon like the Locust Stone.

Yang Tie was worried that he had hidden something hidden in the snow, so he poked the snow ball with an iron spear and smashed it.

The iron spear touched the flying snow ball, and saw the snow ball dissipate by itself. Only then did it realize that the snow ball looked quite powerful, but it was not only accurate, but also had extraordinary internal skills. You should know that since the popularity of muskets in the world, hidden weapons have gradually become rare. Those who can use sword sheaths to hit snow like stones are much more wise than darts and throw stones. They are close to the superior realm of picking leaves and flying flowers, and they can hurt people.

Such a master, passing through this small Niujia Village during the snowy days, suddenly took action to test Yang Tiexin's martial arts, which made Yang Tiexin feel awe.

The Taoist sneered, his face full of contempt and disdain, and said coldly: "Just just look at the snow marks in the courtyard, you will know that someone has used a set of marks here. Seeing the traces left on the snow, although they are all directions, there is a sense of indomitable spirit. The footprints left on it are even more steadily and do not put wandering first."

"This is not gunshot technique, but gunshot techniques in the army."

"This small Niujia Village is near Lin'an. There are two tall northerners living in Jiangnan. They use Western military gun skills. They are even more skilled in martial arts. Just looking at the footprints, they are cautious and moderate, they know that they are a military master. Two people with guns and halberds and martial arts are extraordinary, but they come here to pretend to be a farmer in Lin'an."

"The people from the East Factory will not be so careless. Just think that you are the master of the Eight Banners! Come here to ambush the old Taoist..."

"Say, it turns out that the people who live here have been harmed by you?"

The Taoist priest became extremely angry, his hair and beard were fluttering, his eyes were bright, and his spirit was amazing.

Yang Tiexin laughed in anger: "Where did the Taoist priest come from? I really don't know what's wrong." Guo Xiaotian said: "Brother, this person deliberately tests us, so he must not let him go."

"Haoist claws, have you finally taken action?" the man shouted.

He just waited for Yang Tiexin to take action, followed the gun and avoided the advance and retreat. The long spear and short spear are all long soldiers, and they are most afraid of such close-fitting attacks. The masters in the army are ruthless in killing, but if they encounter people in the world, they often suffer losses. This Taoist has just killed nearly a hundred Jinqi soldiers. Although they have been on the snow for several hours, the murderous aura in their hearts has not yet disappeared, but has become more and more heroic.

The Taoist bent his body and approached Yang Tiexin's right hand with one palm, but he wanted to hit his Shenmen acupoint.

The quick move was really a change in an instant...

Yang Tiexin twitched his spear. When an ordinary master of gunshots was bullied, he thought he was retreating and widening the distance. There was a way that he was one inch long and one inch stronger. When he was bullied, he could not use his spear to accumulate, stab, hit, pick, block, and snatch the spear. He could only hold and close it, which was not as good as a short stick. Because the spear moved and swung a large circle, but his close kung fu went straight to a line.

In any case, parrying is slower than punching and kicking.

This line of difference is the difference between life and death.

Qiu Chuji expected that these two military masters would protect each other and use the advantages of the two of them to shorten the time for making moves to make up for the long soldiers' close body flaws, especially those with a pair of short halberds. If the two cooperated tacitly, the iron spears and two halberds would be one long and two short, and the staggered and staggered, killing masters who were one level higher than the two of them would be no problem.

But Qiu Chuji is proud of his martial arts skills. Even if the military masters cooperate more tacitly, he still has the ability to interfere with each other with a high level of vision and cannot cooperate.

But what Qiu Chuji did not expect was that when he bullied Yang Tiexin, Guo Xiaotian, who held the halberd, not only did not protect him, but instead retreated, standing by and waiting for the two of them to decide the outcome.

Yang Tiexin pressed the tail of the gun, and the entire iron spear twitched like a spring. His left hand was the fulcrum and his right hand was on the tail of the gun. Only one-seventh of the length of the spear was grabbed between his hands. With Yang Tiexin's left hand as the fulcrum, the spear was divided into two parts, six to one, forming a mechanical lever.

Martial Arts of Exiled Immortals - Physics and Scouting.

In this way, the displacement of the gun tip should be six times the displacement of the tail of the gun with the right hand. However, due to the leverage effect, the work of the tail force is dispersed due to the transmission of the lever, and the power of the gun tip is insufficient. However, Yang Tiexin's internal force is still above the machine, and the iron gun rod is bent under force, like a huge iron-cast spring, accumulating elastic potential energy.

Therefore, the iron gun trembled out, and the tip of the gun slid and shook off a huge gun flower, like a vortex, completely covering Qiu Chuji's upper body. At this time, Qiu Chuji was within six feet of Yang Tiexin. He thought he had avoided the most lethal spear tip, and the front of the gun with great force, was the weakest due to the leverage effect and the slow displacement of the middle and rear part could not be a threat.

But the gun was rolled like a dragon, and a elastic gun rod was like a giant python.

With the toughest middle part of the body, it entangles and strangles it...

For a moment, an iron spear seemed to have its first contact. With the excellent elastic deformation of the iron spear, he kept wrapping around Qiu Chuji, and the momentum of piercing him on the spear. Qiu Chuji felt like a straw rope, about to be wrapped around Yang Tiexin.

Qiu Chuji's fists and feet cannot go through that line. If he hits it straight, it will only make his hands and feet like a bamboo or a straw, wrapped around and crushed by the rotating gun rod. In front of the gun rod that looks like a python dragon, Qiu Chuji's hands and feet will not be harder than the straw rope, and his bones will be crushed inch by inch.

Qiu Chuji could only use his body movement to surround Yang Tiexin's body and avoid the strongest point in front of the gun.

But Yang Tiexin twisted his waist and his arms, and the change was not slower. His body was like a huge spring. He shook his strength and twisted his whole body into a force. The iron spear in his hand suddenly bent, and then he used the momentum to accumulate momentum and then pulled out fiercely. One blow was faster than one blow, and one blow was stronger than one blow.

In the blink of an eye, the iron spear whistled and thrust several times in the air. The hard mixed iron spear in Yang Tiexin's hand was as lively as a black whip, forcing Qiu Chuji to set off his sword.

Quanzhen's sword technique is cut and removed from the prick with an iron spear. The sword technique is like a flying swallow, shuttled through the roaring gun shadow.

Yang Tiexin was like a rainbow of fighting, laughing loudly, and the iron spear in his hand was so fast that it was thrust and trembled. The tip of the spear was quickly pulled back in front of him. With the help of the potential energy accumulated by the elastic deformation of the gun body, the iron spear was like a stick and swung horizontally. Qiu Chuji's long sword Yu pulled the block, but was shocked by the powerful force of the gun body. He couldn't even hold the long sword in his hand and almost got out of his hand.

At this time, the gun body was elastically deformed and twitched back. Qiu Chuji was blocked by this and could not dodge it. He could only lift his sword to block his chest.

As the force thrust heavily, Qiu Chuji felt stuffy in his chest, and an unparalleled force attacked. He could only take a few steps in a row to remove this powerful force.

"Not good!" Qiu Chuji's mind was blank at this moment.

The distance between him and Yang Tiexin was 1 zhang away at some point. This was within three feet of the tip of Yang Tiexin's iron spear, and it was also the strongest distance to the gun.

Sure enough, when it reached this distance, Yang Tiexin just shook and thorned.

The spear tip was like a snake, and it stabbed quickly, like a phoenix bird nodded, and the snake leaned forward and stabbed straight out... The spear was extremely fast, and the spear tip pulled out a silver-white straight line, and the gun body was shaken. Although the spear tip pierced a straight line, the silver light still shook out a ball of silver light when it stabbed Qiu Chuji, covering Qiu Chuji's chest, making it impossible to catch the point of the spear tip.

Qiu Chuji had no choice but to protect the door, but the gun tip slashed his chest.

"Forget it!"

With a long sigh, Qiu Chuji closed his eyes and waited for death in a desperate situation.

But he didn't feel the shot for a long time. Qiu Chuji slowly opened his eyes, but saw the iron gun tip pointing in front of his neck, only an inch away.

Yang Tiexin pulled back his spear, clasped his fists and said, "Is the person who came to Changchun of Quanzhen Sect?"

Qiu Chuji held his head up and said with a tough heart: "If you want to kill, you will be killed and scraped, please listen to your honor. Since I am a defeated general under your command, what's the point of being a bad name?"

Yang Tiexin smiled and said, "The Taoist priest should know that it was just a misunderstanding before." Bao Xiruo came out of the inner hall and said, "The Taoist priest heard the inner cousin's unintentional voice and provoked the court's lawsuit. He thought his husband was a military master, tied up the female family members of this family and raided here to chase after him."

"It's also good intentions, I want to help you."

"The result is a misunderstanding!"

Bao Xiruo clasped his fists and said, "My son Yang Tiexin, I live in Niujia Village with me and Brother Guo's family."

Qiu Chuji said in surprise: "But after Shandong Green Forest General Yang Zaixing, he will be the overlord Yang Tiexin Yang Yingxiong again." He turned to Guo Xiaotian and said: "This should be the descendant of the leader of Guo Sheng, a hero from Liangshan. The two heroes Guo Yang joined Jinlan and fought against the East Factory together, but they have gained great reputation."

Yang Tiexin smiled and said, "It's not as good as the Quanzhen Sect, which is the Beidou of Mount Tai in the Central Plains martial arts world. The Chongyang Zhenren even attacked Tong Guan's traitor and protected my Song Dynasty to prosper."

Qiu Chuji smiled bitterly and said, "I am so reckless. Thank you, Brother Yang, here." After saying that, he gave a tribute. Yang Tiexin hurriedly helped him up and said, "It's also a misunderstanding. Brother Guo and I were chased by the East Factory, and we can't help but act recklessly."

"The Taoist priest is coming in a hurry, but is there something to do?" Guo Xiaotian came up with his two halberds in his hand and said, "If there is something to help, Guo will not stand by."

Qiu Chuji laughed and said, "But killing a few dogs and Tartars, there is no need for two heroes to take action. I heard that Wanyan Honglie, a Jurchen of the Eight Banners, escorted a batch of relics of the exiled immortals into the palace and passed through the Niujia Village Railway. These Eight Banners are the lackeys of the tyrant king and the accomplice of the Dongchang. Jingkang became the tyrant king of Huizong as a ghost, and made us Han people kill countless evils. Even if decades have passed, how can we surround him? The tyrant king has the intention to promote Huashigang again, so he must not let him succeed."

"So I decided to cut off this batch of objects."

Yang Tiexin greeted enthusiastically: "Since you are a fellow martial artsman, why not come in and drink a glass of hot wine."

Qiu Chuji accused him of crime: "I overturned the Jin army's train, killed a car of people, and robbed the emperor's old man's fortune. The people from the East Factory will not let me go. Now I am chasing you very hard. If you stay rashly, you may have harmed the two heroes."

Yang Tiexin just smiled and said, "We have been fighting for a long time, and the person who should come is probably here. Yang said this, just wishing to take the black-hearted and heart-warming liver of these eagles with the Taoist priests to drink!"

There was no sound around. Qiu Chuji immediately became alert when he heard Yang Tiexin's words.

After a while, someone said quietly in the snow: "It is worthy of being the overlord Yang Tiexin again. The people from our Dongchang have always taken action without any trace. Taoist Qiu didn't notice us for a long time, but when you fought with him, you still had the strength to protect him, so that we would not have the chance to take action. Such martial arts are really terrifying and terrifying."

"Now when I recall, Na Qu Sanjue had no ability to kill Cao Ruyi. This person was on par with me. Although he was a recommendation, he was not just a famous person. I guess you could kill him."

"Yang Tiexin, Yang Tiexin, you are being chased by my East Factory. If you don't escape there, you dare to escape to the emperor's feet. You are so brave."

"If it comes to martial arts, I am not your opponent... It's a pity that our Dongchang is not entirely dependent on martial arts... You and Qiu Chuji don't think of leaving today!"

A huge meat ball in the wind and snow appeared at the door of Yang's house without traces in the snow.

He became fat as a ball, covered in fat, his eyes were squeezed into a straight line, revealing a sinister cold light, and his fat face had long lost its facial features. No one could see how he came to the door of the Yang family with such a fat person, and there were no footprints on the front, back, and left and right. It can be seen that although he was as fat as a pig, he was as fat as a pig, but he was never like a pig.
Chapter completed!