Longevity Martial Arts: Starting from Tai Chi

After Yang Chan started to heal, the commotion in the T-shaped room was quickly resolved. He didn't panic, and the injured disciples felt relieved.

The sound of clashing swords and screams outside is also gradually decreasing. It is obvious that the situation has been brought under control.

The nervous expression of the injured disciple completely relaxed.

"Lie down too, and I'll bandage it for you."

Yang Chan looked at the injured disciple who was still bleeding from the side, and said.

At this moment, his hand relaxed a little, and he no longer put his hand on the plum blossom sleeve arrow.

Yang Chan seemed calm and healed these injured disciples earnestly, but in fact he didn't relax until the sound outside became quieter, so he felt at ease.

"Senior Brother Yang, shall I check the situation?"

Sun Qiwu looked at Yang Chan bandaging the injured disciple, and said on his own initiative.

"Okay, come back if you encounter danger, and pay attention to your own safety."

After hearing this, Yang Chan nodded and agreed.

In fact, he also wanted to know the specific situation, so that he could be completely relieved. Therefore, after Sun Qiwu offered it, Yang Chan did not refuse the proposal.

"Yang Chan, get out and die!"

Before Sun Qiwu stepped out, a sharp shout sounded from the wall, and a blood-stained man with a blood-red long sword jumped over the wall and entered the courtyard of the T-shaped room with his red eyes staring at the T-shaped room, and quickly searched for it. .

Yang Chan frowned slightly, he didn't expect that Zhao Qiyang was still alive.

Originally, he wanted this person to die in an unexplained, unrepentant death.

Unexpectedly, there was a problem with the arrangement of the elder Lu Zhenghai and others, and this guy ran to his side.

Looking at Zhao Qiyang's appearance, he should have been seriously injured, his body was running vigorously, and there was a brass glow on his skin, and he was indeed a master of copper skinning.

"Pharmacist Zhao, you have come to the wrong place. Bingzi Pharmacy is next door, not here."

Yang Chan looked confused, but at this moment his hand moved secretly.

Looking at Zhao Qiyang's appearance, his face was flushed. He must have taken the medicine for instant burst strength. It seems to be the second level of externally refined copper skin, but the burst strength is probably higher.

Even though he is now on the third layer of the external refining copper skin, he doesn't want to get close to the fight, so as not to be recruited. It would be even better if he could delay the arrival of the Law Enforcement Hall.

"Wrong one? Jie Jie Jie Jie!!!"

"Yang Chanyi killed my younger brother Zhao Ziqing. If I can't get out of the Hanlin Mansion now, I will let you pay for my life. By the way, let these Qingyuanmen also be buried with me!"

Zhao Qiyang sneered, with a strange smile in his mouth. He took the Explosive Blood Pill, and his strength increased by 50% within a stick of incense, but his life was coming to an end.

This is the method prepared by Lingyu Palace for these high-level dark men. It is hoped that these people can take away a few people from Qingyuanmen before they die, and they have really considered all aspects.

Qing Yuan Sect arranged for an elite disciple of the third layer of the outer refining copper skin to kill him. He sensed something was wrong, and after taking the Explosive Blood Pill, he beat the elite disciple of Qing Yuan Sect by surprise, and then used the method of changing his life to kill him. The man was seriously injured.

He himself was not much better, originally wanted to drag that elite disciple down with him, but unexpectedly escaped very cunningly, he couldn't keep up, and happened to pass by the T-shaped room, reminding him of Yang Chan, the culprit who killed Zhao Ziqing, They climbed over the wall and came in directly.

After finding Yang Chan, he raised his sword and rushed over, his face was very distorted with a combination of excitement and killing intent.

"I didn't expect Yaoshi Zhao to be the brother of a sect traitor, so you are too."

Yang Chan was a little surprised by Zhao Qiyang's identity. He overheard the conversation between Zhao Qiyang and Qian Tu before, and thought that Zhao Qiyang had received a mission from Lingyu Palace to kill him, but he didn't expect that Zhao Qiyang and Zhao Ziqing were brothers.

It's no wonder that this guy made trouble for him not long after he entered the Hanlin Mansion Medicine Hall, so there was still such a big grudge against him.

This kind of enmity is hard to resolve, let him send Zhao Qiyang on the road!

Zhao Ziqing may still need a guide on Huangquan Road, and his brother Zhao Qiyang is just right.

"That's right, I'm also from Lingyu Palace. Now that you know the truth, you should die!"

As Zhao Qiyang said, the man was already close to Yang Chan, and he cut off with the ten-refined long sword in his hand. He wanted to take Yang Chan's life directly and take Yang Chan's life decisively.

Since he had no chance to leave, he took away all the other people in the T-shaped room, which was considered revenge.

The only thing that made him feel regretful was that he didn't see the Qingyuan Sect destroyed, and the Zhao family's incense could not be passed down.

After his death, the Zhao family disappeared completely.

There is no trace left of the once big family.

"Um?"

When Zhao Qiyang was thinking about it, he felt something was wrong. His sword didn't have the pleasure of cutting through the flesh.

The ten-refined long sword is very sharp, but when it cut through the head, I still felt it, but now I don't.

When he looked at the blade of the sword, there was no Yang Chan. When he looked forward, white lime powder flew towards his eyes.

Zhao Qiyang closed his eyes subconsciously, but he was still a little slow.

White lime powder had gotten into his eyes.

"rat!"

After Zhao Qiyang reacted, he didn't open his eyes directly. After staying in Taiyu City for so long, he naturally knew about lime powder. Opening his eyes at this time would only make the eyes worse and affect his judgment.

At this time, if there is a large amount of rapeseed oil, it can be washed directly to solve it, but he does not have so much time to solve it at this time.

"The traitors of the Qingyuan Sect have the nerve to say this. There is nothing moral to say about someone like you who lurks in the Qingyuan Sect and kills the disciples of the Qingyuan Sect."

As Yang Chan said, he gestured to a few disciples who were still able to do it.

Those people also reacted quickly, holding the ten-refined long sword given by the sect, and stabbing Zhao Qiyang from several directions.

"Yang Chan, if you open your mouth, you still have to die!"

Zhao Qiyang's ears moved slightly, and he jumped up directly, dodging the long swords of the people behind him, and at the same time, he stabbed in the direction of Yang Chan.

He has assassinated people in the dark, and has the ability to hear and distinguish positions at close range.

As soon as Yang Chan opened his mouth, he knew Yang Chan's position, and at the same time heard the movement of several people behind him drawing their swords.

"Oh, you are so confident!"

As Yang Chan said, the flying claw hanging on his waist threw it directly at Zhao Qiyang.

He has practiced the hidden weapon Feiclaw a lot, and he already has a good look at using it.

Hearing the sound, Zhao Qiyang stood up the long sword in his hand, trying to hit the hidden weapon that flew over.

Seeing this, Yang Chan pulled his hand slightly, and the flying claw directly grabbed the long sword in Zhao Qiyang's hand, and then threw it again, trapping Zhao Qiyang's hands.

"That's the way, break it for me!"

Zhao Qiyang exerted force in his hand, which was comparable to the explosion of the third layer of externally refined copper skin, trying to shatter the thread on the flying claw.

"Of course there are other methods. Don't you feel like you've been hit on the chest?"

Yang Chan looked at Zhao Qiyang's actions, but he was very calm.

The means he prepared were not limited to flying claws.

Thank you bookworm Nan for your reward, thank you boss.