"Boss, avenge me!"
Yin Feifei lay crookedly on the ground, like a fleshy egg rolling on the ground.
With a handful of snot and tears, he stretched out his hands towards Yin Xuuge and roared angrily.
"This kid is unreasonable and sneak attacks! Master Fei didn't even notice before he killed him!"
The gentle spring sun shines on the martial arts field, and the broken sections of the white sand reflect a dazzling shimmer. A few sparrows were squatting on the pine and cypress branches, curiously watching the battle between Yin Feifei and Yin Fengbo, but they were frightened by the sudden roar and flew high into the air.
In the martial arts arena, Yin Bafang sneered and shook his head disdainfully.
"Sneak attack? Hey, the babies of the Yin family in Weinan are getting stronger every generation."
At the Spring Hunting Festival, not to mention sneak attacks, it is also common for people holding open fire to greet people with strong bows and crossbows, like two armies facing each other. On the martial arts field, there is no need to mention sneak attacks and heavy strikes.
Yin Jiunan's face looked a little ugly.
The Yin family in Weibei arrived seven days early as expected. The Yin family clan wanted to give their disciples a warning today and let them know the dangers of the Spring Hunting Festival. But they didn't expect that the Weibei Yin family actually made a time difference this time, came early, and gave them a blow.
The teachers paid no attention to Yin Feifei's wailing.
The loss of a weakling is not a big deal. Moreover, Yin Feifei was not an elite candidate in their minds. Although his Yinfeng steps were so blurry, the sound of his flesh slapping all over his body was really off-putting.
"You just wanted to ask Yin Feifei to fight. In the Yin family of Weinan, there are people who are stronger than him."
Yin Jiunan also sneered a few times. He looked at Yin Fengbo and sighed with the same disdain.
"This doll is called Yin Fengbo? You are so brave. He was so scared that he backed away when he was shouted to kill."
All the teachers from the Weinan Yin family laughed at the same time. Although Yin Feifei lost embarrassingly, Yin Fengbo was frightened by Yin Xuege and was actually frightened back by a loud roar. In comparison, the Yin family in Weibei is even more embarrassing.
Yin Bafang's face became more and more ugly. He and Yin Jiunan were at loggerheads with each other, and their words became more and more intense.
Yin Xuuge ignored these people. He quickly walked to Yin Feifei's side and pulled off Yin Feifei's clothes.
Both ribs were bruised and swollen, and at least five ribs were broken; three fist marks on his chest were dug into Yin Feifei's fat flesh half an inch deep, and the fat meat under the fist marks was almost squeezed out by the strong impact. On the white flesh near the lower abdomen, the marks of the two toes were really dazzling.
He looked back at the kick-to-death tiger leather boots worn by the children of the Yin family in Weibei. These boots have a special shape. The toe of the boots is like a blade. Kicking it on the body is like cutting someone with a knife. The flesh on Yin Feifei's lower abdomen rolls open. Come on, blood is constantly pouring out of the marks.
"Fortunately, I have a lot of slack recently."
After digging around in his sleeves for a while, he took out a pill of external wound medicine and crushed it into pieces. The light red powder was sprinkled on the two wounds on his lower abdomen. As soon as the medicinal powder came into contact with the blood, a light red mist rose up, just like boiling water poured on the ice, making a "chichi" sound.
The fat all over Yin Feifei's body was shaking violently. He looked at the wound that was closing rapidly on his lower abdomen, slapping his hands on the ground and laughing.
"One tael of gold and one pill, Marching Gold Pill, what a treasure."
"One tael of gold is really worth the fine skin and tender meat of Feishao!"
You get what you pay for, this principle is true everywhere. The Jinchuang Dan selected by Yin Xuuge is of high quality, and contains the essence of several century-old herbs. In just three or two breaths, the wound on Yin Feifei's lower abdomen began to heal and scab.
He took out two more oral pills and poured them into Yin Feifei's mouth. He explored with his fingers near Yin Feifei's broken ribs for a while and found that the ribs were only cracked and there were no serious injuries like comminuted fractures. Yin Xuege That's why I feel relieved.
Patting Yin Feifei's belly hard, causing waves of flesh to roll all over his body, Yin Xuuge chuckled softly.
"It really embarrasses our Yin family's double show. But, look at me."
Yin Feifei smiled bitterly. He groped his belly helplessly with both hands and sighed.
"Boss, you know the ambition of me, Master Fei, and you understand it even better."
"I, Yin Feifei, a good man, with this essence of flesh and blood, I don't want to wield a sword or a gun."
I looked at the floating clouds in the sky with incomparable sacredness. The wind was very strong in the sky, and some clouds were stretched to an extremely long length, like a veil, like a young man's dream, floating lightly in the sky within reach.
"My dream, Yin Feifei, is to marry three hundred and sixty beautiful women, rotating one every day."
"Have children and procreate. Hundreds of children and thousands of grandchildren. Many children bring happiness."
Yin Xuuge half-knelt on the ground, watching the fat-headed and big-eared Yin Feifei talk about his great dream, he couldn't help but grin.
I met this guy when he first entered Zongxue at the age of six. His dream has remained unchanged for so many years.
Just as he was about to attack Yin Feifei, Yin Bafang's roar suddenly came from behind.
"Yin Fengbo, you really embarrass your father!"
"Your father died tragically at the hands of these tiger and wolf tribesmen. Don't you want to avenge your father?"
"You were actually scared away by someone's yelling. Are you worthy of your father who died tragically? Are you worthy of my elder brother Yin Baping?"
A gust of evil wind hit the back of his head. Yin Xuege did not look back, but he could imagine the scene.
Yin Fengbo moved forward silently, like a cheetah hunting for prey. His right leg was like a machine driven by a bowstring, and the target was the back of his head.
With a physical strength that has definitely reached the strength of a hundred jun, coupled with the impact of the forward thrust, the impact of this kick may have reached 200 jun.
Yin Xuege heard the "pop" sound of muscles and bones bouncing, heard the "click" sound of muscles and tendons being overwhelmed, and even heard the toe of the boot that kicked the tiger to death tore through the air, like a sharp knife piercing the air. 'His' sound.
Many disciples of the Yin family in Weibei cheered in unison.
More than a thousand disciples of the Yin family in Weinan cursed loudly.
At this moment, even Yin Feiying and others, who were full of malice towards Yin Xuege, angrily cursed the sixteenth generation ancestors who had caused the turmoil.
He is only a 16th generation ancestor, but he dare not bring his 17th or 18th generation ancestors with him. Going back further, that would be insulting one's ancestors. According to the "Family Code", descendants who dare to insult their ancestors will be severely punished - a mouth full of teeth will be knocked out and a tongue will be cut out.
"idiot!"
Yin Xuuge roared loudly and leaned forward.
The sinister right leg swept past his scalp, smashing the bun on his head into pieces, and thousands of broken hairs flew out.
He put his hands on Yin Feifei's fat belly and dug his arms into his belly almost a foot deep. Yin Feifei stuck out his tongue and howled miserably. Amidst the painful howl of his stomach twisting, his belly suddenly jumped up.
Yin Xuege took advantage of Yin Feifei's belly rebound and leaned back hard.
His shoulder hit hard on Yin Fengbo's left leg, which was supporting his body. Yin Fengbo's body immediately lost balance.
With a roar, his legs tightened, Baijun's physical strength exploded, and Yin Xuuge's body jumped up. His shoulders were hung on Yin Fengbo's crotch, and he was carried flying along with Yin Fengbo.
Baijun hit the ground with great force. Where Yin Xuege was half-kneeling just now, a large piece of white sand exploded, spraying out a wave of sand that was about ten feet high.
Yin Fengbo, who had lost his center of gravity, danced and was lifted into the sky by Yin Xuege, unable to exert any of his strength at all.
Yin Xuuge turned around and glared at Yin Jiunan, grabbed Yin Fengbo's left knee with his backhand, and yelled loudly at the same time.
"kill?"
Yin Jiu could not clearly see the movements of Yin Xue's singer, and he roared without hesitation.
"The ancestors agreed that life and death are at your own risk, kill!"
With a flick of his left arm, Yin Fengbo's body was lifted up. Yin Xuuge spun his body and thrust his right elbow diagonally upward.
Amidst the loud noise, blood splattered everywhere. Yin Xuuge's right elbow hit his crotch firmly, shattering his animal skin crotch protector, and his silk trousers exploded into countless thin strands and scattered. The hardest elbow on the man's body was in extremely close contact with the most fragile lower body. The elbow was deeply buried into Yin Fengbo's lower body by a full foot.
Yin Fengbo howled miserably, opening his mouth and spitting out a stream of blood mixed with countless internal fragments.
Yin Xuege was standing dozens of feet high in the air, and with a hundred junctures of force, he was like a flea in an instant, easily jumping dozens of feet high.
The martial arts training ground of the Yin family's sect is just below, surrounded by green pines and cypresses that are thousands of years old, and surrounded by a square of white sand.
The gentle spring light fell, and the air carried the fragrance of flowers from afar. The air was as fresh and tender as the egg white of a green-shelled egg.
Yin Xuege looked up at the blue sky above him. Standing dozens of feet high in the sky, he felt that the sky was still so far away from him.
Several sparrows that had just taken off hurriedly passed by Yin Xuuge, and were hit by the bloody sword sprayed from Yin Fengbo's mouth.
The sparrow's body exploded, and large pieces of bright feathers flew down in a flurry of blood and water.
In the spring sunshine, feathers and blood mixed into a gorgeous and cruel drizzle, falling lightly.
Yin Fengbo's body fell heavily to the ground. His body was twisted at a weird angle. His pale eyes were looking at Yin Bafang. He opened his mouth and barely spit out the last few words.
"Kill him and take revenge."
"Fenglang, take revenge!"
Yin Xuege looked up to the sky and roared, his strong body giving him an incomparable amount of energy.
The roar of the rolling sound spread out, and a gust of wind roared from the direction of the Wei River. The green pines and cypresses on the martial arts field swayed gently, and countless leaves fell one after another.
'Boom', Yin Xuege fell straight from the sky to the ground, her feet sinking into the white sand one foot or two inches.
"quack!"
Yin Feifei laughed loudly and patted his belly, laughing until tears burst out.
"This grandson, he hit me just now, it hurts so much!"
"Damn it, how can I be intimate with Xiao Cui when I go back like this?"
After taking the oral elixir, the internal organs were indeed fine, but the cracks on the bones could not be healed in three to five days.
Thinking of the pretty little maid in her room, Yin Feifei suddenly felt that the bright spring light had suddenly dimmed.
"Damn bastard!"
Among the disciples of the Yin family in Weibei, a young man who was 89% similar to Yin Fengbo rushed out.
He ran like the wind and started running quickly around the edge of the martial arts arena.
As he ran wildly, he took off an eighty-jun bow made of a demonic bull's horns entwined with python tendons from his back, took out four wolf fang ventilated arrows and clamped them between the fingers of his right hand. He looked at Yin Xuege and roared loudly.
"If my eldest brother dies, I will not live alone."
"My father was killed by you, my mother was buried and died, and my eldest brother is also dead. My family will all die at the hands of you Weinan thieves!"
Yin Bafang looked up to the sky and roared, his long hair flew up, and each one of them was like a steel needle piercing the sky.
"Yin Fenglang, kill him. Use your bow and arrows to shoot this bastard."
"Revenge for your father, your mother, your eldest brother, and your whole family!"
Yin Jiu Nan also had yin energy rolling around his body, and he raised his voice to the sky and roared loudly.
"Yin Xuege, kill him, and your clan will remember you for your great achievements!"
"The Yin family of Weinan is the orthodox one. The Yin family of Weibei has treacherous ministers and traitors, and everyone will kill them if they find them!"
The Yin family in Weinan, the Yin family in Weibei.
Yin Xuuge finally understood the origins of these people and why Yin Fengbo had killed Yin Feifei one after another just now.
We all come from the same family and have the same bloodline, but the hatred between the two families cannot be washed away by rivers and rivers.
Yin Fenglang stepped hard on an ancient pine with his right leg, and with a loud noise, a piece of bark about a foot square exploded. Yin Fenglang's muscular body suddenly accelerated and disappeared into the wind like an arrow.
From within his hazy figure, four consecutive bow strings almost merged into one sound. Four wolf-fang arrows shot out from Yin Xuuge's right side, right in front, left side, and most unlikely, diagonally above.
The speed of Yin Feng Lang was astonishingly fast. There was no change in line. It ran purely in a straight line, extremely fast.
He kept stepping on the ancient pines and cypresses at the edge of the martial arts field, using the counter-shock force of the tree trunks to accelerate or change the direction of his running.
He has a terrifying chain of arrows. As long as he is allowed to run fast, as long as he keeps shooting arrows, he will use the eighty-jun bow in his hand and the rune arrows specially made for him by the Yin family in Weibei. , he has the confidence to kill the Qi practitioner who has opened up the realm of eating Xia and drinking dew with less than a hundred acupoints.
Four arrows were fired in unison, shooting at Yin Xuuge from four directions at the same time. It was just a small test!
Six months ago, Yin Fenglang followed the private army of the Yin family in Weibei out of the city to suppress bandits. He hunted one hundred and seventy-five vicious bandits alone in the mountains and forests, relying on his abnormal speed and terrifying arrow skills. .
Yin Xuuge lowered his head, bent his knees, and knelt heavily on the ground with his legs.
Yin Bafang's eyes lit up, he screamed loudly, and laughed until his eyelids jumped.
"It's useless to kneel down and beg for mercy, you bitch, you deserve to die if you kill my eldest brother's beloved son!"
More than a hundred children of the Yin family in Weibei laughed at the same time, and they all laughed to tears.
The laughter stopped suddenly, as if a group of ducks were quacking and their heads were suddenly chopped off by the executioner.
The four arrows almost brushed past Yin Xuege's body, and the specially-made rune arrows brought the sharp astral wind across his skin, leaving four thin blood marks on his body. Four small traces of blood visible to the naked eye spurted out in the direction of the arrow, and Yin Xuege's face suddenly gained a touch of blood.
Yin Fenglang stamped his feet on a big tree branch protruding from the thorns of an ancient pine tree. He shot the arrow at Yin Xuege's head in mid-air. With the help of the rebound force of the tree branch, he I want to continue to change the trajectory of running.
The other four long arrows were already caught between his fingers.
As long as he snaps his fingers and takes ten steps forward, he can do it again...
Yin Xuuge knelt on the ground. He grabbed a gale crossbow from under his robe with his backhand. He cocked it almost instantly. An alloy three-edged bone-penetrating arrow had been placed on the bowstring at some point.
Even if Sima Xiang, the Prime Minister of the Law Mansion, came forward to deal with the rainy night thief incident, Yin Xuege would still not dare to be careless if he went out.
Before he was beaten, he would never have dared to carry a standard gale crossbow on the street.
After being beaten by a sap, he would dare to wear any contraband, not to mention the Gale Crossbow.
Yin Fenglang ran extremely fast, indeed surprisingly fast, more than twice as fast as the Yin family disciples who practiced Yin Fengbu
But his trajectory is a straight line, and his speed after ejection is constant, so he is sleeping on a living target.
When the man was in the air, Yin Fenglang, who had just used his strength to eject forward, suddenly saw a red light coming from him. His forehead shook, and then his vision went dark, and he lost all consciousness.
The thousands of people in the martial arts arena only saw Yin Xuuge kneeling on the ground, dodging four arrows, pulling out the Gale Crossbow and swinging it into the air.
With the sound of "Pfft", a large amount of blood was sprinkled from the air, as if the crossbow had killed the high god, and a large amount of hot blood was sprinkled on the white sand. The thirsty white sand greedily sucked the fresh blood, and large areas of gravel were stained with blood.
Yin Fenglang fell, falling seven or eight feet behind Yin Xuege.
His body crookedly slid forward two to three feet on the sand of the martial arts arena, dragging a long ditch in the sand.
After Yin Fenglang's body fell to the ground, a full seven or eight breaths passed before a scream came from the air. An alloy three-edged bone-penetrating arrow returned to the ground with a little blood and penetrated deeply. A martial arts arena paved with white sand.
The Gale Crossbow struck directly through Yin Fenglang's head.
The arrow flew more than two hundred feet into the air with great force, and then it exhausted all its strength and returned to the earth.
Yin Xuuge knelt on the ground, his eyes like knives, slowly sweeping over the ugly-looking members of the Yin family in Weibei.
The atmosphere in the martial arts arena was solemn, and everyone looked at the young man with murderous intent all around him, and at the terrifying gale crossbow in his hand.
Suddenly, Yin Xuuge smiled slightly and hung the terrifying murder weapon on the back of his robe again.
He slowly stood up and patted the dust on his knees.
"This year has been a bit unlucky. In just a few days, this is the fifth one I have killed."
"Is there anyone else willing to let me kill them?"
Yin Xuuge smiled easily, not caring about killing two people in just a few sentences.
Yin Bafang's body trembled slightly, and he suddenly had a not-so-good feeling.
Yin Jiu Nan's mouth twitched, and he suddenly had the same thought as many teachers. His family leader, Yin Jiu You, really made a mistake this time.
When he thought of Yin Jiuyou, Yin Jiuyou was standing on the tallest star-gazing tower in the middle of Zongxue.
A blue gown was flying. Yin Jiuyou stood on the highest rooftop, more than twenty feet above the ground. The strong wind blew past him, causing his clothes to flutter, as if he might be blown out by the wind at any time.
In his sleeves, Yin Jiuyou clenched his fists with both hands, and then shook his head gently.
"A bunch of idiots."
I don’t know who is talking about this.
(End of chapter)