Seeing Lu Fang's face was surprised, Zhang Heng asked, "Does Brother Lu Fang know him?"

Lu Fang shook his head slightly and replied, "I have never seen it before, but I have heard of the name of the Feifei Blade of Yingtian Mansion. It is said that this person is good at flying blades and has defeated countless masters under him."

Zhang Heng shook the knife in his hand, glanced at the young master, and said to Lu Fang and others: "No matter how powerful he is, he is only one person after all. You guys will hold him back, I will kill that kid first." After that, he walked towards Xu Ziling with the knife.

Lu Fang, Guo Sheng and others nodded and blocked the young master's side. Zhang Heng and Zhang Shun continued to kill Xu Ziling.

Mu Chun, who was standing up, surrounded Xu Ziling with Zhang Heng, hoping to avenge his brother.

When the young master saw that they were not afraid of him because they were not afraid of the crowd, he laughed a few times, waved his sleeves and held three flying feather blades in each hand.

Seeing this, Lu Fang and others immediately looked calm and they tightened their weapons in their hands.

At this time, Xu Ziling, whose wound had not stopped bleeding, stood up, stopped the true energy flowing in the wound, held Chi Xiao tightly in his hand, looked at Zhang Heng and the other two who were close at hand, and secretly recalled the essence of the four styles of Juque in his heart.

Seeing Xu Ziling standing still, the three of them raised their knife and slashed them up. Just as they were about to get close, they saw him suddenly holding a sword in both hands, and a red light swept across.

Except for Mu Chun, Zhang Heng and the other two are masters who enter the house. Ordinary sword energy cannot pose a threat to them. However, the power of the young man's sword made the three of them fight together in a sympathetic way.

In the blink of an eye, the swords collided with each other, and a few sparks burst out. The three of them were more than less, but they were swept back three or five steps by one sword. However, they were only repelled and were not injured.

After a moment of silence, the three of them rushed towards the young man again. The young man had just tried a sword and found that the four Juque styles were not easy to use, so he switched to holding the sword in one hand, clenching his fist in his left hand, and facing the three men.

The four people immediately fought each other. The sword force was heavy, the sword force was fast, and the sword technique of the three people was a domineering path, with great force but quite slow.

Xu Ziling half-dodged and stopped all the blades, and fought with the three of them in an instant.

The three of them slowly used all their strength, but were still resolved by the young man. The young man attacked the sword and defended the fist. The three men's swords were cut off, either by the fist force or by the red sword. What's more, the young man could catch the gap between the three men's moves, and use the strange sword to pick, stab, chop or snatch, and fight back against the three men.

The body skills that lose to famous disciples are often the body skills. Due to the lack of a complete system of multi-directional training, the body skills of ordinary people in the world will appear extremely messy in close combat. Especially when they cooperate with each other to kill enemies, the trained famous disciples can form formations to defend the enemy, cooperate without interruption, and advance and retreat with the help of people in the world. People in the world often use the advantage of the number of people to perform simple cross-siege kills without too clever cooperation.

This is true for Zhang Heng and the other two. They obviously won with more and less, but the boy dominated the attack rhythm with his clever body skills.

When walking in the world, the most important thing is not the level of martial arts, but the body skills. If you can't beat them, you must stay and stay freely. This is also the reason why Zhou Tong is relieved that Xu Ziling will enter the world and experience it alone.

During the stalemate, the three of them became more and more frightened as they fought. The boy consumed so much true energy, but the aura was still calm. Instead, the three of them were a little anxious and their decline gradually showed.

When Xu Ziling and his men were hard to beat, Lu Fang had already decided the winner. Xue Yong, Tong Wei, Tong Meng, and Guo Sheng all hugged their shoulders and squatted on the ground. On the shoulders of the four men holding the knife, they were like Mu Hong, with a flying feather blade inserted.

Standing Lu Fang held the weapon in his hand and broke out in cold sweat. The flying knife just now came, and the speed was so fast that he had no time to react. Fortunately, his weapon was a painting halberd, which happened to block the flying knife on his shoulders.

The young master looked at Lu Fang who was trembling and chuckled, "You are lucky. I don't want to hurt you anymore. You should take your brothers to treat you as soon as possible. If you delay for a long time, you may not be saved."

Lu Fang also understood the situation of his brothers and immediately said, "I will admit defeat to you today, but I will definitely not forget this humiliation. One day I will definitely ask for advice."

Seeing Lu Fang’s face full of heroic spirit, the young master shook his hand and wiped his neck with a flying knife, leaving a shallow blood mark. Then the young master laughed: “Await for the big trip at any time.”

Lu Fang touched his neck with lingering fear, feeling extremely ashamed and angry, but he couldn't do anything to the man for the time being, so he had to snort coldly, ignore him, and turn around to observe the situation of his brothers.

Zhang Heng and the other two who surrounded and killed Xu Ziling saw Lu Fang's situation, and when they saw Guo Sheng and the others' appearances, they were shocked and all pulled out of Xu Ziling.

The young master took the seemingly endless flying knife and approached the few people a few steps. His voice was no longer as frivolous as before, and he said loudly: "Go back and treat the injury quickly. Even if I am not here, you can't kill Brother Xu. Why don't you sell me a face? I, Geng Jingyu, owes you a favor with Liangshan, what about?"

Zhang Heng and others are all old people. It can be seen that this young man can kill them, but he has not killed them. Obviously, he does not want to get along with Liangshan. After hearing what he said, I think he may not have a deep relationship with the boy. It would be better to just give up the boy first and find an opportunity to kill the boy in the future.

Several people looked at each other and nodded slowly. Li Jun stood up and looked at the young master and said, "Forget it, just treat it as giving you a face. Let him let him go for the time being. However, if you meet again in the mountains and rivers, you will have no choice but to do so."

Their thoughts are naturally clear, and he chuckled after hearing this, "I'll talk about what's going on in the future."

After that, Zhang Heng and others looked at Xu Ziling deeply, and then left with the injured Mu Hong, Guo Sheng and others.

After everyone in Liangshan left, Xu Ziling took Chi Xiao back into the sheath, walked to the young master, and bowed, "Thank you for your help."

The young master Yu waved his hand: "If Miss Li had not requested it repeatedly, I would not have come. And I also know that if you were not murderous, this group of people would not have any way to deal with you."

Xu Ziling nodded slightly, but still bowed.

Xu Ziling is indeed grateful to this young master who happened to meet. Originally, he dared to kill the people in Liangshan alone, so he naturally had some plans in his heart.

He guessed that Liangshan would send someone to pick up A Niu and the others, and he was going to deal with it together, but he didn't expect that four masters would come to the hall to enter the house. However, he was still confident and wanted to try to kill the four people. After one blow made Mu Hong lose his combat power, he was sure to kill them all with one against three.

There was actually a group of people in Liangshan, which he never expected. He couldn't understand how Song Jiang and others thought of Wang Ying and others' deaths so quickly, and sent a large group of horses to chase him so quickly.

After he killed Wang Ying and others, he quickly went to Fuli County, picked up Gu Yue'er and left. When Song Jiang and others learned about the death of Wang Ying and the other two, they should have not received the news from Fuli County. According to common sense, Song Jiang would definitely let his brothers scatter nearby to find the murderer in anger. Even though Song Jiang was calm and did not send anyone to find it, it would take some time from the news of Fuli to the determination that he was the murderer. How could it come so quickly? Could it be that the dead can speak?

Brother Yu looked at Xu Ziling who was thinking a lot and smiled, "Brother Xu, I have delayed my great time in capturing the turban, but I have to compensate me."

Xu Ziling thought he wanted money, so he tightened his bloated pocket and said, "I'm short of money in my pocket, and I really have no money to pay the young master."

Seeing that he was wrong, Yu Ge'er laughed and said, "Of course it's not about money, but just ask Brother Xu to help me catch the weaving together."

Xu Ziling touched her face with an awkward look: "It is natural to help catch Kuizhi."

Brother Yu noticed that Xu Ziling was still bleeding from his back and said, "Your wound is a bit long, go back and bandage it first."

Xu Ziling then remembered that the wound behind him was still bleeding, and he quickly stopped the bleeding speed. Although the wound was not deep, there was no need to lose too much blood and immediately prepared to rush back to the village to bandage it.

Brother Yu picked up several flying feather blades that had fallen on the ground before and followed Xu Ziling back to Xikou Village.

When Mingxia saw the long wound behind Xu Ziling, her eyes turned red and she was so anxious that she almost cried. She quickly called Gu Yue'er, who was beside her, to find gauze nearby.

Xu Ziling smiled at her: "I'm fine, my wound is actually very shallow, but it just looks terrifying."

He reached out and gently touched the wound under Xu Ziling's cracked clothes. Mingxia finally couldn't help but cry: "If the wound is deeper, Ziling, you will..."

Xu Ziling turned around and shook her hand, and whispered: "Mingxia, I'm fine, I promise you that I won't be injured like this again in the future."

Mingxia looked at his eyes, nodded, and gently wiped her tears.

Seeing that they were in love with each other, Brother Yu could no longer bear to see it, and left a sentence, "Don't forget to accompany me to catch the turban tomorrow." He turned around and left.

After a long time, Gu Yue'er limped over with a bag of gauze, followed by a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy holding a steaming wooden tub in his hand.

Since the wound was on the back, Xu Ziling obviously could not complete it himself, and the wound was too long and needed to take off her upper clothes, so Xu Ziling said to Mingxia: "Mingxia, you and Yue'er will burn some hot water and let this boy bandage me."

After hearing this, the maid put down the gauze and left without looking back.

Mingxia asked with a blushing face, "Why would you let me bandage it for you?"

Seeing her squeaky look, Xu Ziling smiled and said, "No, I have magical skills to protect my body, not to mention that the wound is not deep, just let this little brother bandage me."

Mingxia nodded and left slowly.

After Mingxia left, looking at the boy who was moistening his towel in hot water, Xu Ziling asked, "What's your name?"

The boy twisted the towel and replied, "Brother Ling, just call me Dongzi."

Xu Ziling said again: "Then, Dongzi, do you have any needs? Do you want to learn martial arts? I can't ask you to help me in vain." As he said that, he began to take off his clothes.

Dongzi was stunned and smiled and said, "It's just a matter of raising hands. Brother Ling doesn't have to be polite. I don't want to learn martial arts. If Brother Ling really feels sorry, just give me a few cents."

This was a difficult time, Xu Ziling said with a look of dismay: "If I have free money, I will definitely give you some, but I have a lot of money along the way and I am a little embarrassed."
Chapter completed!