I, living in the Qin Dynasty, never intended to advance.

"Your farm people are here to rescue you." Yang Chong said. Tian Mi, this fairy, is indeed a ruthless person. If she were not restricted by her talent and gender, she would definitely be more powerful than Tian Meng, Tian Hu and other members of the Tian family.

"Master, I am yours now, in the future, and forever." Tian Mi smiled sweetly.

That sticky voice made Nongyu shudder. Who was this person? How could he be even more terrifying than Sister Caidie and the others when they acted like spoiled children?

"This is your brother Yang's little maid. She's very attractive." Noticing Nanyue's gaze, Yan Lingji whispered in Nanyue's ear.

"She is very beautiful." Nanyue calmed herself down. Her good upbringing and gentle and calm temperament would not let her be like Yan Lingji, who said whatever she thought.

"My people? Not now, but in the future." Yang Chong looked at Tian Mi with amusement. He might find some time to taste this delicate flower of the farmer's family. After this time, if the farmer's family attacks again, the lowest force they will send out will be masters at the level of the Sixth Hall Master. Some plans should be put on the agenda.

"Tian Mi will always wait for the master." Tian Mi said respectfully. She knew what her docile attitude meant to a man. Men like to ravage such women, just like they want to conquer a strong woman.

"Be good and hide well for a while, don't get hurt." Yang Chong pushed Tian Mi away. Everyone outside the yard had gathered, and it was time to start.

"Please ask the Crown Prince to be in charge of the main gate, Brother Jing to rush in from the back door to rescue people, and Prince Touman to be in charge of the west, using the bows and arrows of the wolf warriors to prevent Yang Chong from escaping. I will be in charge of the east." Situ Wanli said to Yan Dan and others.

"You are the master this time, so I will naturally listen to you." Yan Dan said without hesitation.

"Brother Situ, I have made it clear that I am only responsible for saving people and I don't care about others." Jing Ke said again.

"I know what Brother Jing insists on. Don't worry, Brother Jing, I won't make things difficult for you." Situ Wanli said.

"I want to see who your farmers' biggest enemy is." Touman rubbed his hands together, his expression full of cruelty and greed. Although the masters of the seven countries were powerful, they were nothing more than stronger tigers in front of the bows and arrows of the wolf warriors.

A group of dozens of people quickly separated.

Situ Wanli led more than 20 disciples of the Qianlong Hall of the farming families, all of whom were holding bows and crossbows. As the bowstrings trembled, one crossbow arrow after another was directed towards the bedroom where Yang Chong was.

"Light it." Situ Wanli gave an order, and the farmer's disciples lit the specially made crossbow arrows. The flames started, bringing the breath of death to this dark night.

"Shoot." With the order given, the trigger was pulled and the bowstring vibrated. A series of rockets streaked across the night sky and shot towards the yard in front. In another direction, dozens of rockets were also shot out.

"Let me see how you escape this time." Situ Wanli looked at the killing cage made of rockets with satisfaction. He was determined to obtain the inheritance of the six tribes of Emperor Yan.

However, Situ Wanli's smile only lasted for a moment. In his sight, the rockets that were originally shot towards the yard suddenly changed direction. It seemed that there was a magical and powerful force restraining the rockets, changing their direction, and they went uncontrollably towards the roof.

In the light of the rocket, there seemed to be a human figure flickering.

"What is that?" Yan Dan, Jing Ke, Touman and Situ Wanli from four directions thought of the same thing at the same time.

Chapter 106: Indestructible, Tiger Roaring Fist

The doubts of Situ Wanli and others only lasted for a moment. The rockets pulled by the mysterious force lost control. Under their own inertia, another force appeared. The rockets fired from the east and west sides shot towards each other. Situ Wanli only saw rockets falling from the sky and covering him and others.

Faced with this bizarre scene, the farm disciples were unable to react for a while, until they were hit by sharp arrows, they were pulled back to reality because of the fear of death. They tried to avoid it, but a few unlucky ones were hit by their own rockets.

A similar scene also happened to Touman and the wolf warriors under his command.

"Keep shooting arrows." Situ Wanli waved the copper axes and double swords in his hands. The bloody smell in the air could not hinder his will. The well-trained farmer's disciple slowly pulled the bow and crossbow and shot towards the strange and mysterious figure.

When the arrows turned into a net and covered the figure, Yan Dan, Jing Ke, Touman and Situ Wanli jumped onto the wall at the same time and rushed towards the figure.

Of course they knew that Yang Chong, who was able to block the first wave of arrow attacks, could also block the second wave of arrow attacks, so all they wanted was to use the arrow attacks to pin down Yang Chong and give themselves the opportunity to take the initiative.

Behind the arrow formation, the attacks of Yan Dan and others followed closely. Yang Chong just had time to control the offensive of the arrow formation with the suction force of the suction technique, but Yan Dan's attack had already arrived.

Among them, Yan Dan and Jing Ke had the strongest martial arts, but Jing Ke came here to save people, so his attack was not as fierce as Yan Dan's. But Yan Dan didn't care about that and gave it all he had.

The long sword in his hand brought the offensive aspect of Mohist swordsmanship to the extreme. At the moment when Yang Chong blocked the arrow formation, the sword had already shot out several inky sword auras.

"Mohist swordsmanship?" Facing Yan Dan's fierce sword, Yang Chong raised his eyebrows, without dodging or evading, and while practicing his energy-absorbing technique, he transformed into a huge black hole. No matter how powerful your Mohist skills were, they were indestructible, but under the swallowing of the black hole, they could only become his own nourishment.

At this moment, Yang Chong waved his palms to both sides, pulling the arrows towards a group of miscellaneous soldiers.

Although Yan Dan's attack was ineffective, Jing Ke's attack had already arrived. Jing Ke stepped on the roof, and every time he took a step, the sword's force became more concentrated. When his seventh step took place, the sword's force had reached its peak. The three-foot sharp sword, with a bloody murderous aura, pierced towards Yang Chong's shoulder.

"Well done." Facing Jing Ke's accumulated attack, Yang Chong changed his palm into a fist and swung it. The domineering fist force broke through the sound barrier, and the sound of breaking through the air gathered into the sound of a tiger's roar, which directly hit the tip of Jing Ke's sword.

"How is it possible?" Jing Ke, who was holding the sword with one hand, changed it to holding the sword with both hands. This sword of his was passed down from his master Gongsun Yu. It was a fatal sword evolved by Gongsun Yu from the Hundred-Step Flying Sword of Guiguzi's Sword Technique. After seven steps, it turned into a fatal sword with the peak sword power.

If he was not just trying to save people instead of killing, his sword would have been aimed at Yang Chong's back instead of his shoulder. But even so, his sword was still an amazing one.

However, such an amazing sword was actually blocked by Yang Chong who made a hasty move, and it was not just a simple block.

"How can his strength be so strong?" Jing Ke exerted all his strength, but Yang Chong did not move at all.

"A kill in seven steps? Still a little short." Yang Chong growled, and the power of his fist increased again.

At this moment, in Yang Chong's growl, Jing Ke heard the sound of a tiger roaring.

"Tiger Roaring Royal Fist."

Jing Ke only saw a ferocious tiger emerging from behind Yang Chong, crouching in the mountains, roaring to the sky, and rushing towards him from down the mountain. The violent power made Jing Ke's arms tremble uncontrollably. Even though he had changed to holding the sword with both hands, he was still blown away by the huge force.

This punch was the Tiger Roaring Imperial Fist formed by Yang Chong by combining the power of the Great Demon Subduing Fist with the Tiger Soul Sword. With the blessing of his true qi that far surpassed Jing Ke's, the power unleashed by this punch was simply not something Jing Ke could block.

"There is a flaw." Seeing that Jing Ke was knocked away and Yang Chong had used up all his strength, Situ Wanli was overjoyed and swung his bronze axes and double swords to chop at Yang Chong's back.

"Hit." The sound of the two knives cutting through the clothes made Situ Wanli very happy, but in the next moment, his joy turned into horror.

"How is it possible?" Situ Wanli only felt that his copper axes and double swords did not hit the flesh, but a piece of fine steel that had been tempered a hundred times. His weapons were first-class weapons, and they were even more domineering and heavy. In terms of the power of the slash, it was even more powerful than the long sword. But even so, his slash on Yang Chong's body could even cut through Yang Chong's skin.

"He practiced a horizontal martial art similar to the Daliang Pijia Sect's?" Just when Situ Wanli reacted, Yang Chong's fist had already attacked.

Situ Wanli only had time to put away his sword and block.

With one punch, the bronze axe and two swords shattered, and with two punches, Situ Wanli flew backwards.

"What a domineering punch."

A farmer's disciple who rushed into the yard wanted to catch Situ Wanli when he saw this, but just when his hand was about to touch Situ Wanli, Situ Wanli exploded. A fierce fist force broke out of his body and blew Situ Wanli into pieces.

"Impossible." Touman, who was slow because of his poor martial arts skills, arrived late at this time and saw Yang Chong killing Situ Wanli with two punches. He was shocked and wanted to retreat.

However, since he was here, how could he leave so easily? Moreover, Yang Chong would not allow him to leave. With the recoil force of killing Situ Wanli, Yang Chong moved across the air and appeared in front of Touman.

"Go to hell." Realizing that Yang Chong would never let him go, he became even more ruthless out of fear and swung the scimitar in his hand towards Yang Chong's neck.

He was responded with another punch from Yang Chong. The wolf prince was not as strong as Situ Wanli. Yang Chong's punch arrived first, and at the moment when the scimitar was about to fall, the force of the punch had already torn him into pieces.

"Good punch, good punch, it's my turn." Jing Ke, who had dug himself out of the wall, had forgotten his purpose at this time. He shook the dagger and rushed towards Yang Chong. Now he only regarded Yang Chong as his most rare opponent in the past 20 years. As for Situ Wanli and the Nong family, what were they?

At this time, Yang Chong had already rushed into the so-called wolf warriors brought by Touman, killing them one by one with his punch. In a blink of an eye, there were broken limbs all over the ground. When Yang Chong killed the last wolf warrior, Jing Ke's sword finally touched Yang Chong.

"Since you are looking for death, I will grant your wish." Yang Chong turned around and blasted out with the Tiger Roaring Imperial Fist again, directly blasting away Jing Ke's sword power and smashing the sword with one punch. The huge force forced Jing Ke to step back several steps in order to relieve the fierce and domineering power of the Tiger Roaring Imperial Fist.

As Jing Ke retreated, another figure rushed out from behind him. The sharp sword embellished with gems flashed with the heroic spirit of the Prince of Yan. With one strike of the sword, it turned into layers of sword light that enveloped Yang Chong. Under the moonlight and starlight, the inky sword energy was rippling. One sword after another, like one stroke after another, with the turning of steps, a sword energy cage had been formed, and the sword energy kept cutting Yang Chong's body.

But these scattered sword energies could not cause any harm to Yang Chong except cutting his clothes into tatters.

Although the Golden Bell Cover that Yang Chong practiced is not a body-protecting martial art like the Vajra Indestructible Art, it is also a superior martial art in the Nine Yin Scriptures and a first-class horizontal martial art. Supported by Yang Chong's powerful inner strength that far exceeds that of his peers, it can be said to be as strong as iron. Yan Dan wants to use this sword technique that has lost its power to chase after changes to hurt Yang Chong, but he can't do it.

On the other side, although all the people of the Wolf Clan were slaughtered by Yang Chong, only a few disciples of the Farmers' Family, including Situ Wanli, died. The remaining disciples of the Farmers' Family did not dare to attack Yang Chong again, but Yan Lingji and Nong Yu, who stood under the eaves from beginning to end, did not necessarily have the strength of Yang Chong.

Therefore, in the eyes of these farm disciples, the two beautiful women, Yan Lingji and Nong Yu, are Yang Chong’s weak points.

"Heh... am I being treated as a weakling?" Looking at the attacking farmer disciples, Yan Lingji sneered. She might not be able to deal with masters like Wei Zhuang and Yan Dan, but when it comes to dealing with a group of miscellaneous soldiers who haven't even cultivated sword energy, her flame is one of the most terrifying things in the world.

Yan Lingji slapped out with one palm, and the raging flames turned into fire dragons that roared out with bared fangs and claws. The farm disciples then realized that they had misjudged. When the flames were on their bodies, they could not find any way to break through, and could only struggle in pain with wailing.

Seeing this, Nongyu, who was worried just now, turned extremely pale. The breath and wailing emitted from the flames made her look unbearable, as she had never seen such a tragedy. But she also knew that the farm disciple who looked so miserable now was Yang Chong's enemy, and there was no need to sympathize with the enemy. Therefore, although Nongyu clenched her fists because of pity, she did not make a sound from beginning to end. She would not affect Yan Lingji or Yang Chong because of herself.

On another battlefield, when Yan Dan trapped Yang Chong with a sword net, Jing Ke raised his sword and attacked again. Compared with the varied sword skills of Yan Dan, Jing Ke's sword was straightforward, but between these simple sword moves, there was an indomitable sword force. The red sword energy was condensed and pierced directly into Yang Chong in the sword net.

There was a muffled sound, and Jing Ke felt that his sword had pierced Yang Chong's body.

Yang Chong's Henglian martial arts had made him invulnerable to swords and spears. Jing Ke knew this, but he also knew that when facing a Henglian master like Yang Chong, the best strategy was to attack one point. This sword of his was just like that. This sword almost condensed all his strength. Not to mention that Yang Chong's body was as strong as fine steel, even if it was really fine steel, it would be pierced by this sword.

Chapter 107 Once you've entered the martial world, how can you claim to be innocent?

Chapter 107 Chapter 106 Once you enter the underworld, how can you talk about innocence?

Seeing that Yang Chong was restrained by Jing Ke for a while, Yan Dan immediately changed his sword moves, put the sword in front of him, mobilized all the true energy in his body to flow into the long sword, and as the sword light flashed, lines of sword energy were constantly arranged and combined. In a flash, a virtual shadow of a blue dragon appeared around it, entrenched in the middle, solemn and majestic. It was the Mohist sword that was modeled after the blue dragon mechanical beast and passed down by the Mohist master.

Yan Dan, who was ready to transform into a dragon, moved with his sword, and when Jing Ke was about to give up, he suddenly attacked. While being restrained by Jing Ke, Yang Chong had to divide his attention, strength, and moves to defend against Yan Dan's final sword.

This time, Yan Dan did the same as Jing Ke and transformed all his true energy into a sword. If Yang Chong was indestructible, then what they had to do was to cut gold and iron.

For a moment, Jing Ke and Yan Dan's swords stuck together with Yang Chong's fists. In the collision of forces, not a single bit of force was tilted. At this time, all the strength of the three was used to fight against each other.

As the three forces were confronting each other, the wind blew and lifted up a strand of long hair, which broke instantly. Although the power did not spread, the confrontation was not just about true energy, but also the intentions and momentum of the three people.

"This is his true strength!" On another rooftop in the darkness, Wei Zhuang, standing with his sword, looked intently at the broken limbs in the courtyard and at Yang Chong, Yan Dan and Jing Ke who were fighting among the broken limbs. The fighting spirit in his blood almost burst out.

"He is such a person?" Zi Nu, who followed because she was worried about Nanyue, blinked her purple eyes. She suddenly realized that she didn't know Yang Chong.

At this time, Zi Nu realized that Yang Chong's previous entanglement with her made her ignore another side of Yang Chong. Because of preconceived ideas, even though she knew that Yang Chong's strength was not inferior to Wei Zhuang, in her subconscious, she only regarded Yang Chong as the young man who expressed his love to her by the Wei River.

But the Yang Chong she saw at this moment truly overturned her subconscious. Yang Chong was very strong, stronger than she had imagined, and his martial arts was even stronger than Wei Zhuang.

"So don't be fooled by him. Do you really think he is a young man who just came to Xinzheng from the countryside? He is very ambitious and powerful. In the future, he may be a more difficult opponent for us than Ji Wuye." As if he could see Zi Nu's thoughts from her expression, Wei Zhuang, as a good friend, reminded her coldly.

Zi Nu came for Nong Yu, but Wei Zhuang was not worried about Nong Yu's life or death. In the entire Zi Lan Xuan, the only friend he cared about was Zi Nu. As for Nong Yu, Cai Die, Hong Yu and others, they were just tools of Zi Lan Xuan. He came here only for one person, and that was Yang Chong.

In the last fight, although Wei Zhuang did not use his full strength and his special move of Crossing Eight Directions was not useful, he also knew that Yang Chong also had some hidden skills that he had not used. In particular, Yang Chong's last move of catching the shark-tooth sword with his bare hands was enough to allow Wei Zhuang to use Crossing Eight Directions, and that was not all that Yang Chong had.

This time, under the joint attack of Jing Ke and Yan Dan, two top masters of the younger generation, Yang Chong finally had to use all his strength.

The invincible defensive martial arts and the fierce and domineering boxing skills are a combination that is more terrifying than the Heart-Destroying Palm and the Nine Yin Divine Claw. What's more, this is not Yang Chong's limit.

"It's been two years since you last practiced that kind of martial arts. To what extent have you cultivated it?" Wei Zhuang muttered to himself, his eyes sparkling. He would not miss even the slightest detail tonight.

With the full efforts of Yan Dan and Jing Ke, the skin on Yang Chong's fist was dented where the sword pointed, but it was not broken.

"Yan Dan? Jing Ke? Nothing special, open them." Yang Chong's strength increased again. He used the Zhen character technique to directly swing away the swords of Yan Dan and Jing Ke, turning his fists into claws and attacking the two at a speed that surpassed the Tiger Roaring Imperial Fist.

The Tiger Roaring Imperial Fist is powerful and domineering. Although it is indestructible, it is not as fast as the Nine Yin Divine Claws, which are sinister and magical. When Yang Chong's claw came down, Yan Dan and Jing Ke had no time to resist. The two pieces of flesh on their chest had been torn off by Yang Chong.

The blood instantly soaked the lapels of the two men, but they also took the opportunity to retreat and distance themselves from Yang Chong.

As the two retreated, they looked at each other and saw the intention to retreat in each other's eyes. If Yang Chong was just a little stronger than them, they would not be afraid of fighting a big battle with Yang Chong. But the fact now was that Yang Chong's skills were much stronger than theirs. The so-called entanglement was meaningless. If they continued to fight, they would only leave their lives here.

So, they decided to go.

The two men tapped their feet and rushed backwards, about to escape from the courtyard.

"Now that we're here, why are you in such a hurry to leave? Come back to me." Yang Chong looked at Yan Dan and Jing Ke who were fleeing separately, raised his hand and pointed at them, and activated his energy-absorbing technique. Two whirlpools formed by purple true energy appeared in his palms. The energy-absorbing technique that he had practiced for several years now showed its true horror.

Yan Dan and Jing Ke, who were originally preparing to climb over the wall, suddenly flew towards Yang Chong uncontrollably. However, they reacted very quickly and quickly inserted the swords in their hands into the ground, using the swords as nails to resist the suction from the energy-sucking technique.

The two men used their feet and swords to firmly fix themselves to the ground. Even the stone floor was worn through by their feet, which shows how strong they were.

For a moment, they were able to hold out against the suction from the Qi-absorbing technique, but although they could hold out, they could not sustain the injuries on their chests. When Yang Chong turned the suction from the Qi-absorbing technique to the wounds on their chests, blood spurted out directly.