call!

The sharp fist wind blew down, leaving deep marks on the ruins-like snow. Within an inch, the fist stopped.

The heart suddenly sucked and fell, and the huge emotional ups and downs made Ren Longxing, who had already been invincible with cold and heat, sweat in the mid-winter wind and snow.

“Huh, Huh~”

Ren Longxing gasped. The moment he slapped the punch, he felt that the air around him was drained, and he almost felt a little suffocating.

Between life and death, there is a great horror...

"In recent years, I have seen many great masters, either domineering, cold, rebellious, or conceited. It is the first time I have seen it like you."

Yang Yu bent his five fingers and looked at the old man in front of him.

Ren Longxing's martial arts skills are extremely high, not inferior to Ren Xiaoxiao, the second-level leader of the East Factory. Unfortunately, he was too cautious and immediately pulled out when he saw that the situation was not good.

Otherwise, maybe a few more tricks can be supported.

But it was just a few moves. Since he entered the territory radiated by Yanzhou City, his intelligence details have been exposed to the life and death book.

If you know yourself and your enemy, if you still can't win quickly, then he will waste this treasure...

"We are practicing martial arts for a good life, not a good life... Why do we work hard to death if we are not as good as others? I am only about ninety years old. If I cherish it, I am afraid that I will have a hundred years of life, so why do we work hard to death?"

After coughing out a mouthful of blood, Ren Longxing looked miserable, and he felt that everything was painful. He was good at removing his strength, but he still did not remove the huge power contained in that punch.

At this moment, the five internal organs are displaced, the muscles and bones are damaged, and the big dragons on the spine are covered with cracks.

Before this, he was not unaware of Yang Yu's power, but he was seriously injured with just one arrow and one punch, which was beyond his expectations.

Such martial arts are almost inferior to those he has seen before, and are now among the top 20 masters in the mountains and rivers list...

But who are those people?

He is either the head of a large sect or a major figure in the court. Otherwise, he is also a hero outside the pass, a famous person even takes a long time to become famous.

The person in front of you...

"It's so dead, it's so alive."

Yang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly. How similar is the old man in front of him to Taoist Yu?

The same small sect origin, the same cautiousness, and the same lack of concern for the grandmaster's demeanor. It can be said that apart from the difference in martial arts, the two of them are extremely similar.

Wei Zhengxian, Lin Qitian, who was born in the army, Yan Xiaoer, who was born in the Jinyiwei, Meng Hanguang, Duan Qilong, and Daoren from the sect.

Although they are all great masters, their temperaments are very different.

But there are hundreds of people, all kinds of people, and he is not surprised. In fact, as recorded in the Book of Life and Death, the person in front of him is really cherishing his life like gold.

"Yan Dongjun holds tens of thousands of troops in his hand, and I have something to ask for him, but I can run for him. Your martial arts are ten times better than me, and why can't you surrender at the edge of life and death?"

Taking a long breath, Ren Longxing barely calmed down, but he felt the unabated murderous intent in front of him, and he was inevitably a little depressed.

Seeing that Yang Yu was silent, his heart was slightly tightened and he sighed again:

"What kind of master, grandmaster, is dead, and what is the difference between it and the dry bones beside the Tao?"

"You can see clearly."

Yang Yu was silent, and his murderous intent went a little, but:

"What if I don't accept it?"

"Then I will let you deal with this life...but I thought to myself that there is still some use..."

As if he noticed the reduction of murderous intent, Ren Longxing felt slightly relieved. He swung his arms and bones hard, and healed his injuries without any hesitation.

Yang Yu didn't say anything, just looked at it lightly. Sure enough, after a while, he could no longer hold back. He saw sweat again on his forehead, and was so excited that he could not regulate his breathing.

Seeing this scene, Yang Yukong just stopped his murderous intent, pointed his fingers and sealed several of his key acupoints with his true energy, including the myriad anisle.

Then he let his wounds be healed.

The two of them had a very short fight, but the mountains and forests were already in chaos. If the 800 people led by Jiang Wu were of no use to tens of thousands of chaotic troops in normal times.

But it is different to attack at the critical moment of this camp.

and……

Yang Yu's feet fell a little, his figure was rising and falling a few times, and he jumped up to the snow-fried treetops that had never broken in the distance, looking at the bow, fighting in various parts of the mountains and forests.

The elite troops led by several commanders of the chaos were completely disbanded and shouted orders many times, but they could not control the situation.

And further away, the chaos seemed to be noticed. The eight hundred Baizhou elite cavalry led by Taoist Yu had just moved out, and the sound of horse hooves rolled like thunder.

The eight hundred people led by Taoist Yu were carefully selected by him. The elite among the elite were all riding dragon and horses, and they all fought against a hundred people.

Once it was added, it had miraculous effects. Soon, it was completely penetrated through the military camps of the rioters, and wherever it passed, it was almost destroyed.

But soon, someone in the chaotic army reacted and tried to call on the elite to resist. Yang Yu's eyes were like lightning and looked at the night like daytime. Whenever he saw it, he would shoot him with an arrow.

Gradually, the shouts of killing became less and before the sky was dawn, tens of thousands of chaotic troops had completely dispersed. Some fled to the mountains and forests, and some fled to the wilderness.

Those who had not dispersed were surrounded by 800 people led by Jiang Wu and Yu Taoist, and the leaders of the rioters died under arrows.

There was only one person who was taken over by Taoist Yu.

"Hahaha, I'm lucky to be unfair to my fate!"

Yu Taoist's face was flushed and his spirits were excited.

The night of fighting made his blood boil. The one he captured was an old man with a cold expression.

His body was covered in blood and his eyes were full of hatred.

“Ha~”

Yu Yang was too lazy to pay attention to him.

This old guy arrived three days ago, but he was dozens of miles away and was reluctant to get close. Fortunately, he had no hope, otherwise he would have been afraid of something bad.

"This beast is fierce. If I hadn't taken action, I would have killed or injured many brothers!"

Seeing that Yang Yu did not answer, Taoist Yu was a little nervous and hurriedly threw the old man he was carrying to the ground, and he seemed to say something about asking for credit:

"He should be the commander of the chaos army. There are as many as thousands of soldiers who protect him at night..."

While speaking, he accidentally swept it. Just as he saw Ren Longxing, who had been cured of his injuries in the middle of the night, but still had a pale face, his heart trembled and subconsciously took a few steps back:

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"Yu Fangyuan?"

The two looked at each other, first surprised, then sneered and spitted, and turned their heads, obviously they were old acquaintances.

"Yang, Lord Yang, this old guy..."

Yu Fangyuan, that is, Yu Taoist's voice became careful, and he was really shocked by Ren Longxing's injuries.

This old guy practiced his own sensation and his light skills were not inferior to his swordsmanship. He had never suffered such serious injuries when the court cleaned the world...

"Take him into the city."

Prison Yang gave an order.

He naturally saw that these two were old acquaintances, but due to the Taoist temperament, Ren Longxing was his own brother and did not have the courage to disobey him.

"yes……"

Yu Fangyuan sighed and left with the seriously injured Ren Longxing.

Only then did Yang Yu turn around and look at the embarrassing old man with a blue face:

"Wei Siyang?"

Although it is a question, it is actually certain.

Through the Book of Life and Death, Yang Yu knew about this person's existence seven days ago.

This person is not a bandit, but a soldier.

He was one of the first soldiers under Yan Dongjun and one of the commanders of Yanzhou. It was because of this person that Yan Dongjun was able to take Yanzhou with almost no blood.

"Prime Yang!"

Wei Siyang gritted his teeth and looked resentful: "I want to kill..."

He was about to speak harshly, but suddenly he couldn't say the second half, because he suddenly remembered the name of the person in front of him. The first time he heard it was because he slacked Nie Wendong, the head of Qingzhou Prefecture, on the spot...

"Why don't you say it?"

Yu Yang looked cold.

The soldiers in troubled times were like bandits, and this was fully demonstrated in Wei Siyang. After this man surrendered to Yan Dongjun, his methods were so fierce that Jiang Wu once gave up assassinating Yan Dongjun and turned to kill him!

"Wei Siyang!"

With an uncontrollable low growl, Jiang Wu urged his horse to come. Seeing this person from afar, Wuminghuo immediately surged up and drew his sword and slashed over.

When ~

Yang Yu flew his steel knife with his fingers.
To be continued...