Shipin Dalizheng

Mr. Cui was stunned. "This, this..."

Rong Tang continued to attack Zheng Jiu, "Are you convinced? You're a scumbag, so heartless and disloyal. Why are you pretending to be affectionate? You're a scumbag, is it so hard to admit it yourself? I, Zheng Jiu, I look down on you."

Zheng Jiu's defense was broken. "How am I a scumbag? Am I two-timing like you? When it comes to shamelessness, you're second to none."

"Hey! So what if I'm shameless? So what if I'm two-timing? I'm not lying, they're willing. I'm a scumbag, openly and clearly. If you don't agree, bite me!"

Zheng Jiu jumped up, Rong Tang drew his sword instantly, and the tent was torn into pieces.

The fight between the two was even more ferocious than the last one. Last time, Rong Tang had taken advantage of the Tang Dao and cut off Zheng Jiu's sword, but this time, Zheng Jiuchun used his internal energy to fight him, and he had no way to stop him.

In just a few moves, Zheng Jiu's guard threw another sword to Zheng Jiu. Just when Rong Tang thought he could use the same trick again, he found that Zheng Jiu's sword was also made of fine steel and was not much worse than his.

In terms of weapons, they are equal; in terms of moves, Zheng Jiu comes from a famous family; in terms of lightness skills, Rong Tang has none at all; and in terms of internal strength, it is weaker than Rong Tang's kidneys.

The guards of the two men nervously formed a big circle. In terms of numbers and combat power, Rong Tang's side was definitely overwhelming, but it was impossible for them to really kill all the servants of the Zheng family. For a moment, both sides hesitated and watched the fight between the two people in the circle.

Rong Tang was getting more and more exhausted, and when he had a chance, he shouted, "Master Wen."

Old Wen had a solemn expression on his face and was standing aside. He couldn't let Rong Tang die, nor could he let Zheng Laoer die, otherwise he would never be able to explain himself.

Even though he has become a grandfather from Old Wentou, it is not a reason for him to help beat people.

"Hold on, kid. Master Wen is counting on you."

Cheer and encourage, if it doesn't work, give some pointers, "Boy, gather your energy in your Dantian, and infuse your internal energy into the blade..."

Rong Tang gritted his teeth and narrowly avoided the killing move, "No, no Dantian, no internal force."

What the hell is that? He can't feel it, can't understand it.

What he could intuitively feel that was somewhat related to internal strength was probably horizontal qigong training, or to put it bluntly, endurance.

However, this ability to withstand a beating definitely does not include people like Zheng Jiu.

"Master Wen, please take action, or else this will fail."

The other guards looked at the four guards, and the four guards looked at Rong Zhan.

Rong Zhan clenched his fists nervously. It was easy to take action and it was also easy to kill everyone in the Zheng family, but what then?

No, the master doesn't want to fight to the death with the Zheng family.

"Listen to me, hold on. Look, even though the master is hiding in a panic and looks dangerous, he still has enough energy to attack... He needs time and practical experience. Coach Wen is here, don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

While he was saying not to be afraid, he was sweating coldly.

Because of a short moment, Rong Tang almost died several times.

Zheng Jiu was like a madman, "Rong Tang, I want you dead, you damned little thief, you used sweet words to deceive Miss Feng."

Rong Tang was unable to dodge and his wig was cut off, revealing his bald head. With so many people watching, he was also defeated. "Bitch, you want to lie, but no one wants to listen. You deserve to be dumped."

In this way, the two cursed each other and exposed each other's shortcomings. After fighting for half an hour, Rong Tang's knife was shaken off.

I was shocked!!!

Rong Tang retreated in shock. Without the Tang sword, his fighting power was far lower than Zheng Jiu's, so there was no hope.

"Stop, that's all for today. I'm tired, we'll continue tomorrow."

Zheng Jiu grinned, "Do you think I will let you go? You little thief, if I don't chop you into pieces today, I will never be able to let go of the hatred in my heart."

He runs away, he chases, but there is always someone who can't escape even with wings!

Rong Wanli couldn't help it, "Boss, it's time to take action."

Rong Zhan swallowed hard, feeling that even if he didn't take action, he should at least stop them. He was about to give an order when Rong Shen untied the zither from Rong Wanli's back and threw it to the fleeing Rong Tang, "Master, take it."

Others may not know, but he knows clearly that there is a magic sword inside the Xuanlong Qin.

Rong Tang rolled over and caught the zither, and reached out to take the Xuanlong sword on the side, but he found nothing.

Zheng Jiu glared at her with red eyes and laughed, "Where can you run to? Not only will I cut off your hair, I'll even castrate you. Then we'll see if you still have the ability to deceive women."

Rong Tang retreated while saying, "So that you, a scumbag, can know that even if I become a eunuch, girls would still choose me over you."

Zheng Jiu was so angry at him that he was like a Buddha being born and two Buddhas ascending to heaven. He just wanted to let him go, but he felt like he was asking for death and was not happy about it.

"Then don't blame me for teaching you a lesson."

In a flash, many people had many reactions.

Mr. Cui: “No.”

Sima Zhi: "Show mercy."

Doctor Mo: "Don't hurt him, he is..."

The four guards: "Don't hurt my master."

Li Dequan, "I'm going to die. My family is going to sue you."

Lao Wen: Get ready to take action.

Rong Tang himself: "You asked for it."

He pointed his finger at the mysterious power and plucked the string hard at Zheng Jiu.

In full view of everyone, Zheng Jiu seemed to be hit by a sharp weapon. He flew back several feet and fell heavily to the ground. He covered his chest with his hands and vomited blood.

"grown ups……"

His men flew over and surrounded him in a circle, nervously on guard against Rong Tang attacking again.

Rong Tang had no intention of attacking again. After plucking the strings, he felt as if the blood in his body was boiling, and he had an uncontrollable fear that his soul was about to leave his body.

Among the people present, only Old Wen had sufficient cultivation to see the fleeting vision in the chaotic crowd.

The moment Rong Tang plucked the zither, a phantom of a black dragon seemed to emerge from his body, singing to the sky.

Although it was only a moment, it was enough to make Lao Wen unable to calm down.

He is a martial artist, and to be frank, he is one of the top masters in the martial arts world, but he also knows that there are other sects of cultivation in this world.

In addition to the most common martial arts school, there are also the three schools of monks, Taoists and Xuanzang, all of which have mysterious powers beyond nature.

Their power is occasionally displayed, but because it is difficult for ordinary people to understand, it is often said to be phenomena such as gods and ghosts, which are difficult to distinguish between true and false. Even he himself has always been skeptical.

But now, he believes it.

Could this kid be the descendant of Xuanmen?

No, that's not right. He had tried Rong Tang's skills and found him to be just an ordinary young man with flexible movements, quick actions and direct moves. His fighting ability was basically on par with his guards.

He could occasionally burst out and defeat the strong with the weak, but he was not strong enough to kill Zheng Jiu in seconds.

Then, this power belongs either to him or to the guitar.

His eyes were fixed on the Xuanlong Qin, and he actually felt a creepy feeling as if he was being stared at by the Xuanlong Qin, so he quickly withdrew his gaze.

Rong Tang was helped up by the guards, picked up the Tang sword, and slowly put on the wig.

Over there, Doctor Mo finished taking the patient's pulse and wiped the sweat off his face. "No big problem. The depression has dissipated. It's gone."

Zheng Jiu vomited blood again. After hearing what Doctor Mo said, he felt even more upset.

Li Dequan jumped over and pointed at Zheng Jiu, saying, "I will definitely file a complaint against you. You attacked the commander of an army in public, which is a crime of treason."

No matter what title of prime minister or son he is, he is just an official of the deposed court and cannot be as important as the earl at the moment.

Rong Tang rubbed his trembling hands and said, "Eunuch Li, ignore him, let's go."

The army set out again.

While taking care of Zheng Jiu, Master Tang complained, "It's all in the past. It's impossible for you and Feng Liu to be together. Why keep holding on to it? Even if you beat An Nanbo to death, Feng Liu will never marry you."

Zheng Jiu angrily pointed to the carriage wall and said, "Am I so despicable in your eyes? I didn't want to kill him, I just didn't like him."

Master Tang sighed, "He thought so too."