Chapter 18 One article saved a life

All the bandit soldiers gathered towards Yang Fan. The fierce bandit soldier who rushed at the front jumped up and slashed at Yang Fan with his sword. Yang Fan did not retreat but advanced, raising his palm to block the sword.

The bandits showed disdain and increased their strength, hoping to take the lead.

Just when he thought the situation was settled, he saw the young man opposite him standing there with a knife in his hand, safe and sound. Before he could react, he felt a chill on his neck, a sharp pain, shortness of breath, and no trace of human life.

Strength.

When he raised his eyes, he saw a knife lying in the palm of the young man's hand.

Yang Fan killed the bandits without stopping and rushed into the enemy group.

Flying left and right, poking up and down.

It turns out that Yang Fan is not only good at using the sword in his palm, but also good at using both hands.

For Yang Fan, who has been a doctor for two generations, he understands the importance of flexibility and coordination of both hands to a doctor, so he has deliberately trained his two hands since he was a child.

He usually holds chopsticks with his right hand, but no one knows that he can also eat with his left hand.

Now I choose the knife in my hand to kill people and protect myself; I used to hold the scalpel to save others and cure diseases.

The bandits' swords and spears roared towards Yang Fan, attacking him at the long end and at the short end. Even if he missed with one move, he would attack again and again.

How could Yang Fan not know this? He didn't hide but advanced, ignored the spear and sword, got close to the bandits, and infiltrated into the group of bandits.

Use one hand to drag the hilt of the knife, and the other hand to slit the enemy's throat. In this way, you avoid the heavy and take the easy step, and move forward; dash left and right, flashing with dexterity.

Although there are many words, in fact, there are not many movements, only a few. The strength is simple and rough, killing with one blow; the advantage is quick speed and drifting steps.

Not long after he rushed into the enemy group, Yang Fan staggered around and fell to the ground numerous times. All of them were hit in fatal places such as the throat, heart, and temples.

Exploit strengths and avoid weaknesses, and be afraid of being close to others; avoid strengths and avoid weaknesses, and be afraid of repetition.

There were dozens of people, not too many, not too few. It didn't look crowded when standing, but it looked crowded when lying down.

It is only a matter of time before the first-rate realm kills the second-rate realm, even if it is the peak. However, if there are people as fast as Yang Fan, there are not many.

The blood on Yang Fan's body is not his, but the blood he killed.

The three bandit leaders looked straight at Yang Fan, like wolves and tigers, slowly surrounding him, and looked at him fiercely.

One of them was short in stature, with a scar on his face showing contempt, and his eyes were calm, revealing a capable and fierce look.

The other two looked similar, with sharp mouths and monkey cheeks, blinking triangular eyes, and flashing fierce lights.

"Young hero is so clever. He was able to sneak into the village alone and create such a big noise. He is truly a hero."

The speaker was a short man with a scar on his face.

Yang Fan asked: "You are the scar-faced ghost sword."

"I'm Wu Zhentian, the boss here. I wonder if we had any grudges in the past?"

"No!"

The scar-faced ghost sword said: "That's because we, Xie Mapo, have a grudge against you."

Yang Fan said: "It seems not."

Scarface Ghost Sword said again: "Then why did you rush into the stronghold and take the lives of so many of my subordinates?"

Yang Fan: "If you don't like it, I'll make you feel better."

The scar-faced ghost sword was not angry when he heard this. He had been in the world for many years and was used to seeing grudges and fights. He had known that most grudges were self-inflicted. The smoke was billowing from his territory, and none of his men survived.

, this kind of hatred will never end. Communicating with him is just looking for flaws in the practice of courtesy first and then fighting.

This was so that the three of them would have time to form a perfect siege against Yang Fan.

Yang Fan was not afraid. He looked at the three people around him and was eager to try. He took the lead.

The three bandit leaders were not decent people in the first place, so they naturally would not follow the rules and observe moral principles with him. How could they fight with him one by one? The three of them shouted loudly and went to kill Yang Fan.

The short and capable gangster uses the famous Guitou machete. The other two gangsters, one uses a gun and the other uses a sword.

The three gangsters were all very fast, and they fought fiercely with just a few quick steps. One of the three gangsters raised his sword to cut high, the other stabbed straight away, and the other wielded his sword and killed them.

Yang Fan rushed towards the bandit leader, raised his foot and kicked him, getting in front of him. Yang Fan was not a very tall person, but compared with the bandit leader, he was still a little taller, so this kick was just an understatement for Yang Fan.

Effortless.

Wu Zhentian couldn't help but smile contemptuously, thinking that the young man was brave and foolhardy. Although such a kick was better than ordinary people, how could it be as powerful as a weapon? He raised the knife and struck at the sole of the foot. This hit was solid, even if he reacted to avoid it,

If he goes through with it, he will definitely be disabled for life.

With a clang, the ghost-headed sword hit the young man's foot. The boy did not hide, nor was he injured or disabled. Instead, the glorious ghost-headed sword bounced away, and a powerful force of shock came from the handle.

, Wu Zhentian took half a step back.

The three of them took a closer look and realized that the young man was wearing a pair of black iron shoes.

Yang Fan relied on the strength of the bandit leader, leaned forward, kicked his front foot back, and kicked his foot towards the spear that was stabbing him like a swing. He swung the spear away from him and drew an arc in the air from bottom to top.

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The most dangerous double-edged sword also roared towards them. The three people who thought that the matter was settled were surprised when they saw the young man push the blade with his bare hands, and with a clang, the sword was separated without any damage.

But when he saw the young man holding a palm knife in his hands, he suddenly understood.

The three of them attacked together, but the young man defused them so easily. The three of them looked at each other, their faces became more solemn, and they couldn't help but put a little more strength into their hands.

But he didn't dare to use all his strength. After all, a direct blow with a heavy punch would easily dislocate it, and a big move that was difficult to counter would injure his friend.

Four people are fighting against the yellow sand and flying stones, which are inextricable.

Yang Fan was surrounded by dangers and frightened at every step, but he became more and more comfortable and seemed to be adapting.

The more Yang Fan fights, the stronger and more proficient he becomes; the more the three bandit leaders fight, the more frightened they become, and the more they fight, the more frightened they become.

The bandit leader shouted: "This guy is using us to stabilize his realm, so use all your strength."

Needless to say, several people were faster.

After more than a dozen moves, Yang Fan also suffered several injuries.

At that moment, he gritted his teeth and used the move to press the bottom of the box.

One move, "Tornado Remaining Cloud", knocked the three of them away. This is a martial art that combines one move with leg skills and some kind of hip-hop. Although it cannot be fatal in one move, it is better in continuous succession.

Another move, "Dragon Swinging Tail", hit the spear bandit directly. Although the spear hit his heel and blocked most of the force, he was still kicked back by Yang Fan.

This is what Yang Fan wants. With this blow, a dagger will pop out from the toe of his shoe.

Before anyone could notice, Yang Fan kicked the bandit with the long sword. With a clang, the sword broke off and the dagger at the back of the shoe was fiercely inserted into the man's chest.

One person shouted: "Third brother! Ah... I want you to pay with your life!" After saying this, the bandit with a spear rushed over to kill him.

Another person shouted: "Second brother! Don't mess up your position. Excessive excitement will easily cause confusion. On the contrary, it will increase the danger."

When the spear bandit heard this, he lost his desperate attitude as before.

Yang Fan didn't find an opportunity for a double kill at the moment. But with one less person to attack, it was a little more relaxed. Take your time, there is always a chance.

The three of them fought together like a raging fire, and they fought for an hour without realizing it.

The fighting inside the village is inextricable, but the outer village is in ruins.

Finally, someone noticed that something unusual was going on in the inner village, but no one was in charge, and Liu Erniu was there to drive a wedge between them. How could they have any opinions? Some people suggested that we should get together and disperse, some suggested that we go in to rescue people, some were in a dilemma, and some were in a dilemma.

Watch and wait.

The two gangsters had an ominous premonition in their hearts when they saw the young man Lang fighting for a long time and showing no sign of weakness.

Little did they know that although Yang Fan had not practiced diligently since he was a child, he was still forced to practice for an hour every day by his grandfather. Since his grandfather died, he has worked hard on himself, getting up early every day, training all the time, putting on iron shoes and paying attention all the time.

How could it be possible to exert oneself so quickly?

Just listen to the short bandit shouting: "Young men, rush in and help me kill this enemy. Whoever kills the enemy will be rewarded with earth-level skills, and whoever gets the limbs will be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver."

Hearing the shouts, the minions in the outer village seemed to have been given a shot of chicken blood. They were extremely excited and shouted loudly to show their loyalty.

Fortunately, there was no one to direct them, so they all cut down the gate of the inner village together, and for a while the sound of chopping firewood and wood could not be heard.

Yang Fan couldn't help being startled, and when he was distracted for a moment, he stabbed him with a flying knife.

The knife in Yang Fan's hand immediately returned it, hitting the man's throat.

Yang Fan was stabbed in the chest and fell straight down, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

The two's hidden weapons and martial arts skills can be judged as high or low.

The short-term gangster is also sophisticated and is not in a hurry to see if Yang Fan is alive or dead. He first checks his brother's injuries.

The bandit with the spear was hit in the throat, and it was hard for God to save him, so he didn't take a second look. When he got closer to the bandit with the sword, he found that the dagger was also stabbed in the chest, and there was no way to save him.

After replaying the battle, I discovered that if the young man didn't hit, he would be dead, and if he hit, he would die.

These subordinates of his own were all critical targets.

Looking at the corpses scattered on the ground, the bandit leader couldn't help but sigh.

He walked towards Yang Fan's body and raised his knife to chop off the head to comfort his men.

At that moment, a flying knife flew from bottom to top and inserted into the throat of the bandit leader.

The bandit covered his throat and looked at the young man lying on the ground in horror, with a look of disbelief on his face.

How could it be? The dagger clearly penetrated the heart.

But when Yang Fan sat up and pulled out the dagger, the bandit who had not yet died could clearly see that there was a copper coin stuck in the head of the dagger.

The gangster couldn't breathe smoothly, twitched and fell to the ground; his eyes were wide open, and he refused to close his eyes.

No matter who I replace, I won’t be able to rest in peace.

Yang Fan took out a copper coin, put it into his arms, patted it, and couldn't help but smile.

The blood at the corner of his mouth made the young man free and uninhibited.
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