When Yang Zhi was not very famous in Qin, he rushed into the opponent's military formation because he was too coquettish. He was almost beaten to death. Later, he left the miner's camp and transferred to the deputy general of the Pili camp. He had even fewer dealing with the Qin people. So on the side of Hulao, there were very few people who recognized him. If Dai Shulun was here, he might think of what kind of virtue and ability this guy meant, but obviously, the people present did not know him.

Yang Zhi suffered such a loss, so he would never make the same mistake when fighting in the future. He rarely showed his skills in the army, but at the border of Qiming, Yang Zhi is famous. During the several battles of Qixi, he cooperated with the army and exerted his combat power to the fullest.

Cheng Wuben once said that the kung fu that Yang Zhi practiced, combined with the army, would be the supreme weapon to break the formation and kill the enemy.

Yang Zhi thought that his appearance would make the opponent's men exclaim. He screamed his name a few times to express his surprise. He was angry and found that the other party had no response. He seemed to be just like hearing passerby A and passerby B. He had previously shown his skills and slaughtered several of them. Why didn't anyone express his shock at himself?

Yang Zhi was very dissatisfied, and even more dissatisfied with the dozen black-clad guys in front of him. He rushed towards him. Some people jumped into the air, some rolled out from the ground, some ran over with their thighs, and three attacks together.

Because she was very unhappy, Yang Zhi decided to let the other party see his skills well

He waved his hand, and a faint roar sound rang out in the air. Then, the person flying in the air fell down. The guy rolling on the ground was like a maggot and then he kept moving. The man running forward suddenly found that his blood had actually reached the front of him. The sound of hissing in his throat was clearly audible, and then he fell to the ground with a bang.

Yang Zhi seemed to just wave his hand, and more than a dozen guys died in front of him. One of them flew the fastest and fell down several feet in front of him. He didn't even blink.

In fact, his waving move was just a lie. The purpose was to let people see that these people died, and they did it themselves.

The short sword, as thin as a cicada's wing, has actually been hovering in the air, hovering at the land about one foot away from Yang Zhi. This is the farthest distance that Yang Zhi can control now. With a thought, the short sword will be controlled by him and cut people into an invisible state. In the dark night, such a small sword hovering in the air is really hard to attract attention.

"Sword control technique, he is Yang Zhi from Wanjian Sect!" Someone finally exclaimed in the crowd, which made Yang Zhi feel a little satisfied. He is not an unknown person!

Of course he is not an unknown person. In the Wanjian Sect, there are only two people who have practiced this technique until now. One is the current sect leader Bi Wanjian, and the other is Yang Zhi. If Yang Zhi had not been so talented, Wanjian Sect would not have been trying to offend the emperor and would have protected him, a bold and reckless guy who dared to assassinate the emperor.

"I'll deal with him, others, please protect the lady!" Tang Qiang pulled out his sword and jumped out of the crowd. The long sword was like a horse, slashing towards Yang Zhi. Halfway through, he dinged and flew the short sword that Yang Zhi suddenly attacked with a tingling sound.

"You're here to deal with me, but it's a bit too much!" Yang Zhi laughed, took a step forward, pulled out the black sword on his back, and slashed with a heavy sword. Tang Qiang fell to the ground, and a tumbling abdomen. With the qi and blood surging, stars appeared in front of him. Before he could come back, the short sword that seemed to be everywhere stabbed silently from behind him again.

It is a very painful thing to confront Yang Zhi. He has a deep inner breath, and the black sword in his hand is extremely heavy. It is not as clever and changeable as a sword. The black sword in his hand is more like a big sword. Every move is straight and horizontal, and the moves are head-on. But the small sword is like a dancing elf, omnipresent, and extremely agile to him. It seems that he is dealing with several enemies at the same time. If his martial arts cultivation is higher than Yang Zhi, he can naturally suppress him steadily. He only needs to cut off the inner breath connection between him and the short sword, and the short sword can become a source of no roots. He just needs to concentrate on dealing with his black sword. But if his martial arts cultivation is worse than him or is equal to each other, it is very depressing.

Tang Qiang is like this now. Although he is also a level 9 expert, his inner breath is still worse than Yang Zhi. After all, the guys who can come out of an inhuman place like Wanjian Valley can basically be classified as perverts. More importantly, Yang Zhi has held his breath for many years and does not want to be pulled too far by Qin Feng and Min Ruoxi. Qin Feng is already a master, and Min Ruoxi is also swaying at the door of the master. Maybe he will become a master if he accidentally becomes a master. It would be fine if Yang Zhi is not as good as Qin Feng. If Min Ruoxi can compete, he will be shameless.

So over the years, except for leading troops to fight and train troops, Yang Zhi spent all his time practicing martial arts. He is indeed a genius who practices martial arts and is extremely hardworking. His level is naturally improving by leaps and bounds.

In this world, what I fear most is that others are smarter than you and harder than you

Tang Qiang was a level nine master for a long time, but he felt that there was no hope of becoming a master. His upward spirit was slackened. He was determined to be prosperous and wealthy, and he went to be a beautiful woman. Although his martial arts cultivation has not regressed, he has made little progress. As the saying goes, when he is used, he hates that he has not practiced more carefully in his daily life.

The two fought, and the rabbits rose and falcons fell, Yang Zhi stood firmly with the upper hand.

Wang Wei naturally saw that Tang Qiang’s form was not very good, but there was a Deng Shu next to him. He gritted his teeth and said loudly: “Roar over, rush over”

He didn't dare to leave Deng Shu, but hundreds of people rushed up, not afraid that you, Yang Zhi, could still squeeze you to death with three heads and six arms, and with wings on his back.

Yang Zhi laughed loudly, "You have helpers, can I not have one, brothers, get started!"

Before Yang Zhi's laughter fell, the walls of the houses on both sides collapsed. A group of people snatched them out. These people were naturally the guys from the decisive camp brought by Yang Zhi from Izumo County.

Yang Zhi imitated the Death Camp to create the Death Camp. After the battle, there were about 200 people left. These people were not good people before, and their appearance was extremely fierce. Although there were only 200 people, the momentum they created was like a thousand troops.

These people have a variety of weapons, including common weapons such as spears and halberds, heavy weapons such as hammers and maces, and Qimen weapons such as water spears and meteor hammers. This was beyond everyone's expectations. Then, they rushed into the team. As soon as one of the big men rushed out, they were so lucky that they reached Wang Wei and Deng Shu's side.

Eight feet tall, tattoos on his face, hair disheveled, holding two short-handed maces in his hand, and with a roar, he hugged his head and counted sticks, and smashed the sand ants blocking the front to break their bones. The next moment, he rushed to Wang Wei and smashed them down with one stick.

Wang Wei was shocked and angry, and swung his single sword. The thin single sword actually held the opponent's mace. When his wrist turned, the soft squeak sounded. Several barbs on the mace were broken. He leaned forward and wanted to take the life of the evil man. With a sound of shock, this must-have knife was blocked by the opponent. Wang Wei exclaimed, and looked at the man who had retreated repeatedly, but was a little shocked. The other party could actually escape from his own hands. His martial arts cultivation was also a little sensible.

He put away his previous contempt and waited for the opponent's counterattack. Unexpectedly, the opponent retreated and did not pounce on him again. Instead, he turned around and pounced in another direction, knocking the sand ant man to the ground like chopping melons and cutting vegetables.

Next, someone attacked Wang Wei from one to another. Everyone ran away without a single move. However, Wang Wei became more and more shocked, because with his skills, he did not kill anyone. These people were as slippery as rabbits. Once they found out that they were not opponents, they would no longer provoke him. If Wang Wei stepped forward to chase him, he could naturally kill some of them, but he did not dare to leave Deng Shu.

The soldier ants among the sand ants are specially used to kill people, and they are extremely good at killing people. However, compared with these people, they are like playing a big axe in front of Lu Ban. The other party seems to be better at doing this job than them.

This is because they don't understand the identities of the people brought by Yang Zhi. They used to be robbers and did all robberies. They were originally good at the underworld, but they were not lucky. They were instigated by ghosts to attack the Ming Dynasty Queen Min Ruoxi, and then they were killed and injured. Those who survived by chance were all in prison. If Yang Zhi had not taken them out, they would have been afraid that they would die in the prison.

Where is the best guy who can survive in a place like Izumo County? When the sand ant meets these people, it seems like they have encountered natural enemies.

Deng Shu didn't understand martial arts, but her eyesight was extraordinary. After looking at it for a while, she knew that she wanted to leave the city today and was dreaming. She was afraid that if she hesitated for a while, her subordinates would be killed. At this moment, she could see that Tang Qiang was already struggling, but he could still entangle Yang Zhi. However, the remaining hundreds of sand ants were obviously not the opponents of the later people. Fortunately, Wang Wei was by his side, and those people did not dare to provoke Wang Wei. After a try, they stopped looking for death. But when they killed all the sand ants and dozens or hundreds of sieges came, Wang Wei must have been unable to defeat four hands with two fists.
Chapter completed!