The best Daming golden turtle son-in-law

Chapter 258
"Blowing knife flow..."

But the name of this sect is a bit ridiculous, blowing knife style, how capable is it really?But people have also said that the Japanese swordsmen do have their extraordinary features. In fact, they have already seen it. The clan soldiers were wiped out.

"Grab 'em, grab 'em!"

Now that the chaos has passed, King Koryo has regained his sanity and is no longer afraid. Under the protection of Zhao Guangzu, a large number of troops poured into the hall, and soon the third prince and more than a hundred people who wanted to rebel were arrested. They caught all of them, and there were only a few Japanese swordsmen left. They were really good at fighting. Goryeo soldiers suffered a lot of casualties and suffered heavy casualties...

However, the master who came from the "Blowing Sword Style" really had the bearing of a master, the knife in his hand was extremely fierce, killing wildly and effectively all the way, the places he passed were bloody red!
He came here in blood, but he didn't care, as if the spears and swords in front of him were not an obstacle at all, and there was no resistance to move forward!

Arriving opposite Yang Ling and Hong Niangzi, the long knife dripping blood in his hand pointed at Hong Niangzi:
"Your swordsman who has reached the innate sword realm, come, I can let you die with honor!"

"hiss!"

But I saw that the person was wearing black clothes and a big bamboo hat. As he spoke just now, two Goryeo warriors with guns had rushed over behind him. They probably wanted to attack him from the left and the right. Turning around, two guns brushed past him at the same time. At the same time, he only swung the knife in his right hand twice to the left and right, but saw two blood lines appearing on the throats of the two men at the same time. They kept holding the guns, Fall down left and right.

"You people can't stop me, and I," while speaking, the master's knife swung and stabbed diagonally, and another life died, "I just want to fight someone who is worth my shot Happy, you, come here..."

"Lang lang lang lang!"

At the same time, the master's apprentice, the warrior who had defeated countless Goryeo warriors just now, also jumped over. The Japanese sword in his hand chopped down several warriors. , approaching the King of Korea step by step.

Goryeo general Zhao Guangzu put the third prince at the front and yelled at the two men:
"Your master has been captured by us, you should surrender quickly and don't come forward!"

"He? Is it our master? Hahahaha, he deserves it too!"

A string of shooting star darts, the third prince didn't even hum, the blood on his chest gushed out, he died within a moment's time!

Zhao Guangzu was so angry that he didn't even have time to interrogate him. The key criminal of the rebellion died under his own hands. How could he explain to the emperor!
"Protect the emperor!"

He suddenly thought of this, yelled, and asked someone to take the emperor to a safe place first, and then tried his best to round up the foreign enemies of the Japanese nationality.At this moment, the foreign enemies of the two Japanese tribes still want to pin their hopes on the siege of the outsiders. At this time, Xu Qi asked someone to raise a musket, aimed at them and shouted:
"Stop hitting you two shorties!"

"Eighth brother!"

Those two Japanese warriors with their two Japanese knives have killed countless people back to back...

Xu Qi stood up, very courageous, facing the two butchers, he said loudly:
"Do you still want to procrastinate for a little longer? Let me tell you that your foreign troops have been beaten to pieces by our Musketeers. Now there is no hope of breaking through the city, so the two of you will also die in the city." Here, do you see it? Those of us are holding muskets in our hands!"

Xu Qi also knew that talking to them in Chinese was no different than talking to a dog. They couldn't understand, but they should know the power of muskets, right?
He had just ordered to shoot when Yang Ling stopped him.

"Why didn't you shoot?"

"Because they are Koreans, they hope to use their martial arts to raise their national prestige, you see!"

Xu Qi rushed to look in the direction Yang Ling was pointing at, but saw many Koreans with crazy expressions. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the native Korean warrior and the tied warrior confronted each other, indicating that the two should continue the unfinished battle. .

Xu Qi shrugged his shoulders, looked at his musketeers again, returned to his position with disdain, and muttered in his mouth:
"What age is it, you have to fight hand-to-hand."

However, the Koreans were happy to watch this final decisive battle.

"The front wheel doesn't turn, and the back wheel doesn't turn either!"

The Koryo warrior "turned the car forward", raised the knife in his hand, and shouted at the opponent just now. He really had the courage that a man should have.Everyone was stunned, Ma Binghuang couldn't understand the language, asked Yang Ling what he meant, Yang Ling said, it was nothing more than "a certain family does not kill unknown people under the sword", you can skip the dialogue and read Let's play!

"Oh, oh, yes!" Ma Binghuang listened and nodded, but he couldn't bear to think about it.He has drawn the knife.

The two samurai drew their sabers to confront each other again, and within a short while, they fought at the same place with two sabers at the same time. Their kung fu was almost the same, and it was difficult to distinguish the superior and inferior for a while.

That martial arts master doesn't even care much about his apprentice's life and death now, he pays more attention to the red lady, at this time, he continues to push towards the red lady.

"I'll play with you!"

Ma Binghuang was not stopped by Yang Ling alone, he went up!up!

"Come, come, old knight, I will play with you!"

"Oh!" Yang Ling was so angry. If you want to play, you should discuss it with everyone. This is not a fight, this is desperate!
Because Yang Ling's intuition is particularly accurate, the master of "Blowing Sword Style" looks like a very mediocre old man, dressed more like a local old farmer who grows vegetables, but Yang Ling is no layman. The old man's eyes were surprisingly bright, with black and white distinct, more like the eyes of a three-year-old child. There were no impurities in the whites and pupils of the eyes. It can be seen that he has maintained his health for many years, and he is much healthier than normal people.

In the eyes, the flash of cold light flew out of the pupils, which made Yang Ling vigilant!

He dared to challenge Hong Niangzi, but Hong Niangzi's kung fu was many times higher than Ma Binghuang's!

"Come back!" Yang Ling shouted at Ma Binghuang, but he and the old man had already drawn their knives and moved their hands. Ma Binghuang is also a martial arts elite who has studied in Shaolin Temple for many years, and he can't be defeated for a while.

But the longer he fought, the more nervous Yang Ling became. Who knew what would happen if the sword had no eyes?

Liu Hu, the Qingquan sword master back then, was quite good at kung fu, but he also died under the sword of others. Yang Ling hated such things as martial arts battles in the Jianghu.

What a dear!
"Brother Ling'er, I'm going to fuck!"

The red lady drew her ancestral sword in her hand and spoke to Yang Ling.

Just as Yang Ling was about to nod, at this moment another person suddenly stood by his side and patted him on the shoulder lightly!

"Who?"

(End of this chapter)