The votes grew slowly, and 12 tears were running... I ran back and continued to vote for T_T

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The silver light came, and it was fierce. In the lightning, Yang Zhao pulled out the "Flying Wings" short sword and slashed with his backhand without thinking.

The sound of gold and iron fighting in the night sky was slashed like a silver wheel, spinning and stimulating into the sky. The person who threw the silver light shouted softly, as if he was very surprised that his killing attack was ineffective. Seeing that the hunter was happy, he immediately laughed and shouted: "What a little thief, take another move from Li!" He jumped out of the house and flew to catch the silver light, but it turned out to be a silver spear.

In an instant, thousands of silver lights were dotted, like countless hailstorms smashing wildly. Yang Zhao felt that the front, back, left and right were locked by the silver spear energy, and he was really unavoidable. With no choice, he could only turn around and fight seriously. He turned his palm technique into sword technique. He unfolded the infinite rain of the four symbols that he had newly understood on the plank road the day before yesterday. The flying wings turned into drizzle, and thousands of threads were wrapped around the silver spear energy, resolving the fierce attack one by one. Only the crisp sound of "ding ding dangdang" could be heard in his ears, like a big bead falling on a jade plate. Although the war was fierce and dangerous, it made the bystanders pleasing to the eyes, which was really amazing.

The two sides fought for more than a hundred attacks in a row, and each other's moves were old. The silver spearman cheered up and shouted loudly. Thousands of gun shadows gathered together and stabbed quickly, and his voice was really powerful and amazing. Yang Zhao was hungry for two days, and his hands were weak at this time, so how could he feel to fight with him? He avoided the heavy weight and took the mantis to ask the circle to block the move, and then went to the side with an intention of making a big move.

Unexpectedly, the silver spear stabbed out with a spiral technique, and the force was highly concentrated. Yang Zhao pulled it away without moving, and it would be too late to change his moves to deal with it. The silver spear guest exhaled and slashed it straight into a sweep. Qianjun swept hard across the waist, pulling Yang Zhao out like a baseball. The little prince flew backwards like a cloud flying backwards like a cannonball, hitting the inn wall "boom~" on the ground. How could a mere earth wall withstand this impact? The ground collapsed "slam~" and a large number of earth bricks triggered dust flying, blocking their sight to a blur. The silver spear guest held his gun and sneered with disdain. However, he heard the ring bell behind him and walked down from the building in a slight way. The woman in the carriage shouted softly: "Mr. Li, what happened?"

The silver spearman was about to turn around and answer. Suddenly, he heard a sound from the pile of bricks. Yang Zhao pushed away the bricks pressing on his body and struggled to get up. He waved his hand weakly and shouted: "Stop, stop, I'm not a thief!"

"Miss!" Before everyone could figure out what was going on, the little maid wearing goose yellow clothes had tears in her eyes. She ran back from the warehouse and went upstairs. She plunged into the woman's arms and said in a crying voice: "That bad guy, he, he... wuwu..." She cried so hard. The woman inexplicably patted the maid's back and comforted her softly, frowned and said: "Mr. Li, look at this..."

Yin Gun raised his eyebrows and shouted, "Sneaky and untidy. You can tell at first glance that you are not a good person. I think it's probably a flower-picking thief. Mr. Qin's head!"

The noise was so big that the entire inn was alarmed, and the several escort leaders of the escort agency were no exception. They stood in the lobby of the inn early and automatically formed a triangle formation to protect the woman behind them. However, the Silver Gun Gun and Yang Zhao were fighting fiercely before, so they couldn't get in. At this moment, the Silver Gun Gun spoke out the order, Qin Wuan, Hu Jingshui, and Tuoba Wenzheng looked at each other, and immediately picked up their weapons and rushed out to beat the fallen dog.

Tuoba Wenzheng had the highest figure and the fastest pace. He rushed to the pile of bricks first and buzzed and cursed: "Damn thief, you want to pick flowers when you look like a ghost? Bah! Your grandfather, I am so handsome and handsome, but I don't have the courage to suffer. You should suffer a little first." He raised the ghost-headed sword and turned it over the back of the sword, slashing at Yang Zhao with a knife.

This slashing is a powerful force, but that's all. If you put it on the battlefield to kill the enemy, it would be a ten-swinging and ten-decision, which is extremely powerful. Can you use it to deal with me? Yang Zhao felt a little strange in his heart. Even if he had just crossed over, he could easily defeat this big man, not to mention now. He was still lying in a pile of bricks and stones, and he was even more lazy to get up at this time. He bounced his right leg and drew a small circle, using his feet instead of his hands to display the mantis circle. In an instant, everyone's eyes were blurred, but the strange screams of "Wow, ah~" were loud. Tuobawen was dancing with his hands and feet, and flew straight to the west end of the inn yard, and fell heavily on the ground with a "splash". I don't know how serious it was.

Qin Wuan and Hu Jingshui were both shocked, thinking that Yang Zhao had been beaten into a toothless tiger by the silver spearmen, but it turned out that the same thing was not the case. Qin Wuan's hands were short halberds in reverse, forming a double-headed halberd, shouting: "Old Hu, you left and right, go up!" The halberd was running and stabbed quickly in his chest. Yang Zhao shouted in a low voice, "Hey", shouting: "The light cavalry protrudes, the bloody battle ten styles?"

The Ten Bloody Battles were originally a set of sword techniques taught by Li Jing to Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling in the world of "The Legend of the Two Dragons of the Tang Dynasty". However, after Yang Zhao traveled through time, he realized that this martial arts was widely circulated in the Sui army, and any officer such as the squad leader would be taught. It was almost a mess. And it was not limited to sword techniques. There were also many variations such as marksmanship, sword techniques, axes, hammer techniques, and halberd techniques.

When Yang Zhaochuchu was following the famous general of the Sui Dynasty, Hu'er was often ravaged by Lai Hu'er with this set of martial arts. So he was familiar with it and didn't have to think too much about how to deal with it. The flying winged short sword was lit up and down, and immediately swung the long halberd on both heads. Just as he was about to take a circle and force his long halberd to escape, the sword light suddenly flashed and the sword energy was so strong that Hu Jingshui next to him had already made a move, and his sword move was elegant, which was beyond Yang Zhao's expectations.

The little prince hurriedly dodged sideways, looked back and looked at Hu Jingshui's left sword and right sword. His moves were much sharper than he thought. He didn't know what the other party came from for a while, and he didn't want to really kill people. So he used the innate Eight Trigrams footwork to travel back and forth, and he had to see clearly before talking. The two heads of Qin Wu'an and Hu Jingshui were even more energetic when they saw the enemy retreat. They worked together and went up again, one heavy and one agile, and they cooperated with each other. Three weapons flew up and down, forming a huge silver ring to cover Yang Zhao, which looked like they had the upper hand.

Yang Zhao flashed left and right, and seemed to be dangerous, but in fact he was a loach - he was not slippery. Whether it was horizontal and vertical chopping, or picking and slashing, he always missed the difference. After observing for a while, the little prince found that although Hu Jingshui was very skillful in swordsmanship, he seemed to be limited, but he could not exert the full power of the moves. If he focused on practicing swords or using swords, it would be better. But this guy didn't know what kind of spirit or classics he used, and he insisted on using swords at the same time. So not only did he not get the advantage of the combination of moves, he was in the way of his hands and feet everywhere, but his martial arts would be greatly reduced.

Instead of not wanting to do something, she was quite resentful. Yang Zhao felt a headache and didn't know how to answer. But she heard the silver spearman say, "Fairy Fan, do you know this... this person?"

Fan Qinghui turned around and chuckled, but turned into a noble and elegant attitude that was not seldom eaten by the world. He said, "Just about to introduce Brother Li Shi. This is..." Before he finished speaking, Yang Zhao hurriedly grabbed the conversation and said, "My name is Yang Yu, I am... a distant tribe of Duke Yue. Haha, Brother Li, how are you?"

Yang Zhao was named King of Henan, and was also called Yuzhou during the Han Dynasty in Henan. He did not want to expose his identity in front of the Li family, so he gave himself a pseudonym. Although Yang Su, Duke of Yue, also had a surname Yang, he was not the same clan as the Sui Dynasty royal family. There were many children in his family. I thought that although the other party was a child of the Li family, he must have dated Yang Su in normal times, it was impossible for every Yang family to know each other.

The silver spearman was stunned again, and then suddenly realized. Dao's eyes swept over Yang Zhao, and his unfinished intentions were all silent. Yang Zhao smiled bitterly, but he couldn't explain it to himself. Fan Qinghui's eyes were circling, and his wonderful eyes were shining, and he seemed to be funny. But he pretended not to see him and changed his words: "A Yu, this is a relative of Duke Tang, the best master of the younger generation of Li, Li Shentong, Brother Li Shi. Last year, Qinghui visited the Duke Tang's mansion, so he met Brother Li Shi."

Li Shentong also hugged Yang Zhao and said, "I'm here to be Li Shentong." He paused, then frowned and asked, "Your Excellency is from the Duke of Yue. No wonder his martial arts are so skillful. But...how could it be..."

Li Shentong is Li Yuan's cousin. It is said that his martial arts are so high that he is not inferior to Li Yuan. However, he did not practice the seven styles of battle formations passed down by the Li family, but created his own set of eight methods of magical practice. These things are not secrets, and even common sense comes from common sense. Yang Zhao had heard of them in Lai Hu'er. But the questions asked by the other party were really awkward, so it was better to avoid the important ones. He said vaguely: "This... Haha, the reason is very complicated... Let's put it simply, I encountered some trouble and didn't even wear clothes. So... Haha... I didn't expect that when I was about to leave, I ran into that little girl, which scared me. Haha, it was all misunderstandings."

"So that's it. In this way, the young master is not a thief, and he has not done anything wrong. Instead, I, the maid, have been reckless." The woman who had been standing next to listen to the answers between the two sides, interrupted politely, walked out of the house and bowed to Yang Zhao, and said, "I have apologized to Mr. Yang for Xiaoshi."

Fan Qinghui's eyes turned and said, "It's Mingyue? After years of separation, I didn't expect to meet again here." The tone was full of true feelings, and there was a bit of sincere joy. This was something Yang Zhao had never seen since she met her. Just as she was about to sigh, there was a thunder in her stomach and she smiled bitterly: "Uh, there's no need to apologize. Today everyone is so happy, why don't you sit down and have a few drinks? Ah, by the way. Brother Li, if it's convenient, can you borrow me to wear clothes?"
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