Miss Fan fainted and fell off her horse. The moment she landed, she was caught firmly by a man who stood up. The person who caught Miss Fan was Tang Jiusheng, who had obviously been hit by an arrow and fell to the ground. Nangong Yulin and others immediately

He was dumbfounded, a crossbow arrow had clearly hit this kid's heart, why did he pretend to be dead again? Tang Jiusheng smoothly caught the fallen girl Fan, picked him up and leaned gently against the side nearest to the roadside.

Under a pine tree.

Tang Jiusheng patted the dust on his white clerical uniform, walked step by step in front of the five men, pulled out the crossbow arrow inserted in his heart, gently crushed the fine steel crossbow arrow with both hands, and said with a contemptuous smile.

: "You really disappoint me! Why, Nangong Yulin, the dignified third master of the famous Nangong family in the martial arts world, only has the ability to hurt people with secret arrows?"

Nangong Yulin suppressed the shock in his heart and looked Tang Jiusheng up and down again to check the flow of his energy. He suddenly laughed, "Boy, you really shocked me. I thought you had reached the first-level martial arts realm."

, possessing an invulnerable body, now I suddenly understand that you must be wearing some kind of armor that is good at avoiding swords, right?"

Tang Jiusheng applauded and praised: "Nangong Yulin, although your character is a bit despicable, your brain reaction is still fast enough! Yes, in order to prevent sneak attacks and assassinations by you despicable and shameless people, I do wear a

Qilin Soft Armor, it was Qilin Soft Armor that blocked your crossbow arrows!"

Nangong Yulin's eyes lit up, but he was a little confused, "Qilin soft armor? That's a good thing! Not only can it protect against swords, but it can also offset the damage of internal energy! Boy, who are you? You are wearing Qilin soft armor.

Riding a BMW from the Western Regions, this is not something ordinary people can have! Judging from your accent, you look a bit like someone from Jiangnan Province, but I have never heard of any aristocratic family in Jiangnan Province having someone like you!"

Nangong Yulin was stunned for a moment, thought again, shook his head, and murmured to himself: "No, no, the boy from the Tang family in the Imperial Prefect's Palace has already reached the first level of martial arts, and his appearance and shadow patterns don't match up.

It’s not the Tang family, let alone the Ximen family. The two sons of the Ximen family are much older than you, and it’s even less possible for the Zhao family..."

Tang Jiusheng chuckled and said: "Stop guessing, you can't guess. I come from a third-rate family in Jiangnan Dao. My surname is Sheng. You may have never even heard of it!"

A stone in Nangong Yulin's heart finally fell to the ground. Since he is not from a big family such as the Tang family or Ximen, there is no need to be afraid. Nangong Yulin laughed heartily, "surnamed Sheng? Then I have never heard of it! Forget it!

Come on, kid, don’t do it. Let’s make friends today. Just think of that bitch as a gift from me. As friends, we can’t hurt our friendship because of a bitch!”

Nangong Yulin, this kid, is really good at adapting to the wind. Being tough may not be an advantage, but trying to be soft may not be cheap.

Tang Jiusheng said with a playful smile: "Young mistress of the Nangong family, I don't want to make friends with someone as sinister and cunning as you. Stop pretending to be generous. How can you make friends? You just don't know if you can beat me."

, you said it so grandly. You gave me this woman as a gift? You said it as if you can snatch this woman back from my master! If you are not convinced, then just give it a try!"

The thoughts in his heart were ruthlessly exposed by Tang Jiusheng. Nangong Yulin did not become angry, but laughed up to the sky, "Young Master Sheng is indeed a talent. He has reached the third level of martial arts at a young age, but he is also so scheming! Okay, I admit, no matter martial arts or

scheming, male

You are far superior to me. I am not as good as others, so I have to admit defeat! Brothers, let’s go home! Escape!”

Nangong Yulin turned his horse's head coolly and was about to leave with a group of his men. Tang Jiusheng burst into laughter, "Nangong Yulin, you've done a great job! If you want to go back to the Nangong family, shouldn't you go ahead?"

Why did you turn around again?"

Nangong Yulin was startled at first, then burst out laughing and said: "Look, look, you accidentally saw through it, Master!" Tang Jiusheng sneered: "Nangong Yulin, don't cover yourself up with laughter.

I'm so panicked! The energy in your body is flowing so fiercely. It's just that you want to show weakness first and look for an opportunity to make a sneak attack again. Can you fight like a man? Do it openly! Huh?"

All Nangong Yulin's thoughts were seen through by Tang Jiusheng, and he instantly became angry. He picked up his energy and jumped up from the horse. Suddenly there was a black dagger in his hand. The strong wind roared and stabbed directly into Tang Jiusheng's chest. Tang Jiusheng gently moved to the side.

He ducked out of the way and grabbed the dagger in Nangong Yulin's hand. Nangong Yulin missed the blow, turned his wrist outward, and swung the black dagger in his hand towards Tang Jiusheng's face.

Tang Jiusheng jumped more than ten feet forward and avoided the sword. The other four people on horseback also jumped off their horses, each grabbed their weapons, and surrounded Tang Jiusheng in Gaixin. Nangong Yulin, who also landed on the ground, said with a cruel smile: "Originally,

I want to take advantage of you to relax your vigilance and hit me with another strike, but you won’t take the bait, so I have no choice but to be tough! Mr. Sheng, I advise you not to resist. The third master is in the second-level martial arts realm, and your two

It’s not enough at once!”

Tang Jiu Sheng said calmly: "The more people talk nonsense, the faster they will die!" Before he finished speaking, he jumped up and slashed Nangong Yulin's head with a fierce hand knife. Nangong Yu was fierce.

A cold smile appeared on Lin's face, and he did not dodge. The black dagger in his hand slashed directly at Tang Jiusheng's arm. Although this dagger was not a magic weapon, it was poisonous, and anyone who touched it would die. How about you, a third-level boy?

Can he defeat Mr. Nangong?

Nangong Yulin suddenly realized that he was wrong. The black dagger was still one foot away from Tang Jiusheng. It was like cutting on an invisible wall and could not be handed out, but Tang Jiusheng's hand knife struck him hard on the head.

Nangong Yulin was struck by this hand knife and his eyes were filled with stars. He felt like the world was spinning and he immediately fell to the ground unconscious.

At this time, Xie Wenxiong, a thin man with a single sword, and the big man named Niu, who was like a black tower with a ghost head sword, shouted together and raised their swords to the left and right to chop. The coordination of the two swords was very exquisite. Tang Jiusheng jumped forward,

Dodging the ghost-headed sword, he stretched out his hand to snatch Xie Wenxiong's single sword. The scholar saw an opportunity and came to poke Tang Jiusheng's soft hole with a fan. However, the black-clothed martial artist squatted down and shook Nangong Yulin, trying to drive him away.

Wake up.

Tang Jiusheng had just snatched Xie Wenxiong's single sword, and the pockmarked acupuncture points on his body were poked by the scholar. Tang Jiusheng stretched out his hand and scratched it, and said with a smile: "It's so itchy, why did you poke me with a fan?"

It didn't work at all, and I couldn't help but be shocked.

Tang Jiusheng was teasing three people when he heard a loud shout, "Who is bullying my third brother?" Several people jumped out of the circle and looked at the speaker, only to see a middle-aged man wearing a square scarf and a straight face with an upright look on his face.

The scholar floated up in front of everyone, the thin man Xie Wenxiong, the big man surnamed Niu and the scholar bowed together and said: "I'm here to see the second master!" The middle-aged scholar nodded and bent down to check Nangong Yulin's situation.

At this time, the black-clothed martial artist had awakened Nangong Yulin. Nangong Yulin opened his eyes and saw the middle-aged scholar wearing a square scarf. He was a little surprised, "Two

Brother, why are you here?" It turns out that this middle-aged scholar is Nangong Yulin's second brother Nangong Yubing.

Nangong Yubing squatted next to Nangong Yulin, with a warm smile on his face, "Third brother, second brother saw someone bullying you here, how can you just sit back and ignore it?"

Nangong Yulin looked puzzled, "Second brother, your martial arts are far inferior to mine, what's the use of your coming here?" Everyone in the Nangong family knew that the second master, Nangong Yubing, was mediocre in martial arts, but he loved reading since he was a child.

It has reached the point where if you don’t study for a day, you will lose your food and drink. In the words of Nangong Qifeng, the head of the Nangong family, he has become stupid in reading. Born in a family of martial arts, what is the use of studying no matter how good he is? Is it possible to use books?

Are you going to smash your opponent to death?

Tang Jiusheng, who had not paid much attention to these people at first, turned solemn after Nangong Yubing arrived. Nangong Yubing, who was squatting on the ground, sighed, looked at Nangong Yulin, who was leaning on the martial artist's arms, and suddenly asked

Said: "Third brother, I don't want outsiders to kill you. Tell me, how do you want to die?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone present looked at each other in confusion, and Nangong Yulin was even more confused, "Second brother, what are you talking about? Are you sick? Are you confused with a fever? Or are you crazy?"

Nangong Yubing shook his head and said: "I'm not sick, I don't have a fever, and I'm not crazy. I'm making it clear and clear now that I want to kill you with my own hands, and I don't want you to be killed by outsiders!"

Nangong Yubing turned back to look at Tang Jiusheng, "Master Sheng, please take that girl and retreat far away. This is my family matter and I will handle it myself."

Tang Jiusheng said nothing, nodded, went over to pick up Miss Fan and put her on the horse, led the big white horse for more than ten feet, and looked back.

Nangong Yubing stood up, walked five steps further, turned around and said: "Third brother, take action. Grandpa has always said that you are a martial arts genius. The person who has the best hope of taking over as the head of the Nangong family in the future, let me teach you today."

Your second-grade martial arts realm, let’s see if it matches the name and reality!”

Nangong Yulin picked up the black dagger and got up from the ground, with a look of confusion on his face. The second brother's martial arts realm has always been below the fifth level. How can he fight with himself? To put it bluntly, he can use one finger.

You can stab him to death. Nangong Yulin looked back at Tang Jiusheng, and his heart moved. Could it be that this boy named Sheng was invited by the second brother to deal with me? But there is no reason. He could kill me just now. There is no need to take off his clothes.

Did you fart with your pants on?

Nangong Yubing smiled and said: "Third brother, you have to do your best! Otherwise you will definitely die today!" Nangong Yulin looked blank, and the next moment he was hit by Nangong Yubing and flew more than three feet away and fell to the ground. Nangong Yulin

Yu Bing shouted angrily, "Nangong Yulin, I told you to do your best! I want to kill you with my own hands, do you hear me?"

Nangong Yulin got up from the ground, feeling ashamed and annoyed. He had just been knocked unconscious by a knife from the boy named Sheng, and now he was knocked away by the useless second brother. I was just underestimating the enemy. Are you really taking advantage of me, Nangong Yulin?

Do you want to be a soft persimmon? Nangong Yulin cheered up, shouted loudly, and instantly climbed to the top with all his energy. He ran towards Nangong Yubing and stabbed out with a sword in the chest. The black energy flowed on the dagger.

Nangong Yubing turned sideways slightly to avoid the menacing sword. He grabbed Nangong Yulin's wrist with his left hand, and a knife with his right hand had penetrated Nangong Yulin's chest. Nangong Yulin's eyes widened and he stared at his second brother.
Chapter completed!