surnamed Wang

Chapter 452
The battle on the square has been going on for nearly half an hour. The ground paved with bluestone slabs is covered with hidden weapons of various colors, such as poisonous needles, darts, crossbow arrows, and caltrops... many of them are stained with blood, and it is hard to tell whether it is Tang Wulin. Disciples or prisoners.

The ground is full of poisonous hidden weapons, which may not be a good thing for others, but it is an ideal battlefield for Feng Wuyong, who is good at using Qi to control weapons.

He could easily pick up dozens of hidden weapons and throw them at the young man opposite, with the same strength as the heavy crossbow.

Tang Jian holds a paper fan to resist. The fan is 58 inches [-] inches long and has [-] bones. It is made of high-quality Xiangfei bamboo. Gentle as jade, just like the man himself.

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The paper fan, which was so ordinary at first, was like a weapon of gold and stone in Tang Jian's hands. He raised his hand to block wave after wave of hidden weapons, but the fan did not hurt a bit. Moreover, the man only defended and did not attack from the beginning to the end, as if he had no intention of attacking. hurt each other.

Feng Wuyong couldn't help being a little surprised to see the young man defending with ease but not attacking. He has never met a junior who is so calm in front of him in his life.

Not far away, Tang Zhi and his son seemed to have gradually gotten used to Tang Jian's frightening skills. Seeing that he was not in any danger, the young and old actually started chatting.

The young man put his hands in his sleeves and said thoughtfully:

"You said this kid stayed in the house all day, how did he learn such a high level of martial arts, and his posture doesn't look like Tangmen's martial arts?"

The chubby old man shook his head, recalling the words and deeds of his eldest grandson over the years, it seemed that he really did nothing but study all day long.And the old man also knew that his grandson didn't say anything, but he looked down on martial arts practitioners most in his heart, and he definitely wouldn't secretly learn that hurtful skill.

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The two didn't find any clues here, but Feng Wuyong, who was fighting Tang Jian, saw the way. He frowned slightly and said:
"A, B, B, D have passed on all their skills to you?"

Although Tang Jian was only resisting and not talking about any moves, Feng Wuyong, who has a lot of experience in the world, still saw the clues from the opponent's unintentional small movements.

A, B, B, Bing Ding not only have weird names, but also extremely weird people. They are a pair of half brothers. No one knows their original surnames, only one is Jia B and the other is Bing Ding.

The two learned kung fu from somewhere, and their skills were unique and unconventional. Once they came out of the rivers and lakes, they defeated many old people who had been famous for a long time.

Fist is afraid of being young, and relying on their youth and tacit cooperation, the two once made many appalling deeds. Among them, there is a villainous act of smashing a restaurant when they disagree with each other, and there is also an applauded righteous deed of punishing flower pickers.

This pair of brothers who are both good and evil, never sell anyone's face and don't know how to restrain themselves.

When passing through Bashu territory, the two brothers accidentally clashed with the Tang Sect. It was not a big deal at first, and the two sides set up a table to apologize to each other and it was over, but these two brothers ran to the foot of the mountain to block When he met a disciple of the Tang Sect, he would beat him up violently, then strip off his clothes and throw them into the woods.

At that time, the head of the Tang Sect was Tang Ning, Tang Jian's father. The head of the Tang Sect, who didn't even look down on the government, was always very angry. Make rice dumplings and throw them on the third floor of the dungeon.

Originally, they were going to be locked up for a while and then released. Unexpectedly, the new head was decapitated by a mysterious person in the brothel because he killed several court officials. Naturally, no one cared about the two. prisoner.

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Many years later, the young Tang Jian strayed into the dungeon. Having never experienced the dangers of the world, he mistakenly believed a prisoner's sweet words and opened the prison door for him.

When the other prisoners were watching the excitement with cold eyes, the two eccentric brothers helped Tang Jian and saved Tang Jian's life. The latter was grateful and often sent some food and wine to visit the two, and heard about the events of the year.

Although Tang Jian was deceived once, he still chose to trust the two of them after reading sage books since he was a child. Since it was a mess left by his father, he had to deal with it.

But after he really released the two of them, Jia, B, B, Ding, who were over [-] years old, did not leave, but looked at each other with a smile, and then forcibly passed on his life's skills to him, and then died.

Tang Jian, who came back to his senses, was about to cry. After getting along for a while, he already knew the nature of the two brothers. The more others didn't want them to do something, the more they would do it. I hate practicing martial arts.

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On the square, Tang Jian did not answer Feng Wuyong's question, but his expression already showed the problem.

Feng Wuyong understood it, and began to look squarely at the young man in front of him.

He had dealt with A, B, C, and D many years ago, and he knew that they seemed cynical, but they were actually amazing, and they had never really exerted their full strength. I am afraid that no one except themselves knew their specific strength.

Tang Jian absorbed the skills of both of them by himself, and his state was already unfathomable. Now he was facing Feng Wuyong, who was on the ninth floor of the dungeon, and he was not at a disadvantage. Judging by his calm appearance, his state of insecurity was even higher than that of the old man.

Feng Wuyong also faintly felt this, the moves in his hand became more and more fierce, and his mind was no longer in the hidden weapon on the ground, but slowly shifted to the yin and yang order in his arms. If things really got out of control, He didn't mind using this weapon left by his ancestors.

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In the row of houses closest to the square, a man and a woman are looking at the situation outside through the window. The woman has a beautiful face, frowning slightly, looking at Tang Jian's direction, and said to herself:
"Strange, when did Jian'er learn martial arts?"

The man stroked the beard of his chin, pondered:

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be A, B, B, Ding."

"Didn't those two old guys die a long time ago?"

"Fortunately, you are still an aunt. Tang Jian has annoyed Wufu the most in his life. I think it's probably because those two old bastards forcibly taught him his skills, and Tang Jian had no choice but to hide them." Tang Qisheng smiled, as if Already saw through everything.

The woman couldn't hang on her face, she turned her head and said:
"What are you doing standing here, why don't you help?"

"I have to protect you. Tang Jian doesn't need my help, and Senior Ye can't do anything else. As for the other disciples of the Tang Sect...it's probably about time."

Not long after Tang Qisheng spoke, a prisoner in the square froze, and then a disciple of the Tang Sect seized the opportunity and directly shot a crossbow arrow through the opponent's head.

As the prisoners fell to the ground, it seemed that there was a signal that more and more prisoners showed sluggish movements, and all of them were shot dead by Tangmen disciples without exception.

Finally someone started to notice something, quickly covered his nose and mouth and said:
"No, there is poisonous gas around here."

They were all too familiar with this feeling. During the many years of captivity, they were fed the poison of cartilage and tendons almost every day. Later, Luo Tian appeared, but he didn't see any movements, and the poison on them was detoxified with just a look.

Due to the opponent's strength, these murderous guys can only bow their heads to him.

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(End of this chapter)