Save the Bachelor of Heaven

Just like that for a few days. One day, after finishing the morning market, Xiang Nan was preparing to go home to practice martial arts.

At this moment, two people walked in the door, a man and a woman, an old and a young.

When Xiang Nan saw it, he was taken aback.

This configuration of a man and a woman, one old and one young, is exactly Yang Huilan and her fake father.

The historical inertia is really strong, and they really came.

That's fine, he couldn't wait.

"Hey, guest officer, do you stay at the top or stay at the hotel?" At this moment, Lao Bai came up to meet him.

"Hui Lan, what do you think of this place?" the old man looked at the girl and asked.

"It's all up to dad." The girl said shyly.

"Okay, we will live here." The old man nodded.

"Okay, please go upstairs~" Lao Bai greeted with a smile.

"Man, help us carry the box at the door in." The old man said again.

"Oh, good." Xiang Nan agreed, and then woke up.

...

Xiang Nan then came to the door and unloaded the box from the carriage.

This box should weigh about one hundred and twenty catties. In the play, Li Dazui can't lift it alone, but Yang Huilan can lift it with one hand without any difficulty, which shows that her physical strength is still very strong.

The so-called sword moves lightly, but the sword moves thickly. Yang Huilan's physical strength is so strong, her saber technique is bound to be strong, heavy, fierce and fierce.

Xiang Nan has been in the world of "Tai Chi Zhang Sanfeng" and "Sword Rain" for more than a hundred years. It can be said that he is an old man. It is not to be underestimated.

Xiang Nan then carried the box to Yang Huilan's room.

When Yang Huilan saw that he was carrying a single suitcase without any effort, there was a bit of surprise in his eyes.

But after seeing his rough linen clothes and his ordinary facial features, his eyes immediately dimmed.

Xiang Nan didn't pay attention to Yang Huilan's eyes. After putting down the box, he first went to the blacksmith's shop to get a custom-made flying needle, and then went home to brush a layer of oil on the long stick.

Then continue to practice your palm and fingering to prepare for tomorrow's martial arts competition.

...

The next day, Yang Huilan's father and daughter were indeed competing on the East Street stage to recruit relatives.

"Fathers and elders, I'm here Yang Dalang, a native of Qilu, passing through the noble land, firstly not seeking fame, secondly not seeking profit, just because the little girl is old enough and has not yet been married to her husband's family.

She once made a wish that she does not want her husband to be rich and honored, but hopes to be a hero with outstanding martial arts, so she went to the martial arts competition to recruit relatives. No matter how old or young, married or not, as long as he can beat the little girl with a punch, I will betroth the little girl to him.

Any hero who falls in love with the little girl will be able to compete on stage. Explain in advance that the registration fee is two renminbi, and the certificate of life and death must be signed before going on stage. The sword has no eyes, life and death are fate, neither should be held accountable.

Qixia Town is the land of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, there must be many high-ranking knights, but the actions of the subordinates are ridiculous, please bear with me. "Yang Huilan's fake father said loudly.

It was the first time in Qixia Town to recruit relatives in a martial arts competition. It was so fresh that it soon attracted a large number of people to watch, and surrounded the arena with three floors inside and three floors outside.

Seeing that Yang Huilan is as beautiful as a flower, everyone naturally covets her. So after Yang Dalang finished talking about the rules, people signed up immediately, and there was even a long queue.

While collecting money, Yang Dalang signed life and death certificates with people. In a short time, more than ten taels of silver were collected. Afterwards, those who have completed the registration, paid the money, and signed the certificate of life and death will line up and wait to compete on stage.

...

Xiang Nan didn't rush to sign up, but jumped onto the roof, condescending, and had an overview of the whole situation.

He wanted to see Yang Huilan's strength first, know himself and the enemy, and win every battle.

Seeing that the first person on stage was a young man, he raised his fist and rushed towards Yang Huilan after he came on stage.

Seeing his clumsy gait and lack of control in his punches, it can be seen that he doesn't understand martial arts at all, he just has a bit of brute force.

But Yang Huilan was not polite, she drew the knife in her hand, and slashed through the wind and clouds.

The young man didn't understand martial arts, so he couldn't dodge at all. With a swipe, his right hand was cut off, blood was spilled on the spot, and he rolled on the ground in pain, crying for his father and mother.

Yang Huilan didn't care at all, sheathed her knife and sat back in her original position.

It was the onlookers who carried the boy down and sent him to the pharmacy together with his severed hand.

"This girl is too ruthless, she chopped off her hand in one stroke."

"Why is the shot so heavy, just cut off people's hands."

"Forget it, I still don't compare, my life is more important."

Everyone in the audience was surprised by Yang Huilan's ruthlessness.

Seeing the tragic situation of the young man, many people who wanted to pick up the leak quit one after another and gave up on the stage.

However, it is impossible to get their registration fee back.

...

Xiang Nan knew that Yang Huilan was cruel and ruthless. She even dared to chop up her own husband when she used the 64-style widow's knife. But for an ordinary person who has never met before and does not know martial arts, it is still too much to attack so hard.

In fact, with her kung fu so high, she could defeat him with only fists and two moves. But she crippled one of his hands. In this way, the boy's life was ruined.

Although she signed the life and death certificate, life and death are up to fate, but she is still too much.

...

Afterwards, the second person who was not afraid of death entered the stage.

This is a middle-aged man in his forties who also uses a knife. Coming up to the stage, he cupped his hands and said, "Chen Qianshan, the nineteenth generation descendant of Wansheng Dao and the owner of the Wansheng Martial Art Museum in Qixia Town, has seen the girl. If I read it correctly, the girl made a widow's sword of the 64th style. Bar."

"If you want to compare, just compare, what are you talking about?" Yang Huilan scolded coquettishly.

Chen Qianshan froze for a moment, and then showed the Wansheng Dao's starting gesture, "That's it, girl, I'm asking for advice."

Yang Huilan also drew a knife in her hand, raised her eyebrows and looked at Chen Qianshan.

Chen Qianshan is a veteran of Jianghu, although he was greedy for Yang Huilan's beauty and wanted to take her as a concubine, but he was not in a hurry to make a move, but went around in circles around Yang Huilan, looking for an opening to make a move.

Yang Huilan didn't seem to notice, she still stood there, motionless.

Chen Qianshan made two circles, and when he reached her side, he suddenly struck Yang Huilan's neck with a knife.

The light of the knife was so terrific that it shocked the surrounding audience.

Chen Qianshan's Wansheng Dao also went all the way fiercely.

With a single slash, the force is heavy, even a piece of wood as thick as the mouth of a bowl can be broken in two, not to mention Yang Huilan's delicate neck.

As a result, the hearts of those around the audience jumped up, and some of the timid ones even closed their eyes.

But Yang Huilan didn't realize it, she didn't move.

When Chen Qianshan's big knife was about to cut her neck, Yang Huilan suddenly raised her left hand to hold the knife against Chen Qianshan's big knife, and then swung her right hand to slash at his stomach with extreme speed.

Fortunately, Chen Qianshan's reaction was not slow, he hurriedly let go, gave up grabbing the knife, and rolled backwards like a donkey.

Even so, the clothes in front of his abdomen were still scratched, and he was almost cut open.

Chen Qianshan was so frightened that he was dripping with cold sweat. He didn't even care about getting the knife back, so he jumped off the stage in a hurry, got into the crowd and ran for his life.