Seeing that Master Bi was about to die, Du Wenlin suddenly became so heroic that he kicked off his legs like an arrow from the string and hit the Song Banner Master.

Master Bi could already feel the cold air coming from the tip of the knife and knew it was over. His only regret was that his daughter had not gotten married yet, yet he left like this.

But the leader of the Song Dynasty flag felt very boring!

I originally wanted to fight this world-famous leader of the Yanqing Sect for three hundred rounds, but I didn't expect that his temperament would be so strong. He would fight with his life even before I could stretch my arms and legs. Alas, it's so boring!

Suddenly, a strong force hit his left arm. The force was so strong that it felt as if his body was gored by a mad cow, and it instantly tilted to the right. After all, he had been practicing martial arts for many years and his horse steps were solid, so he would not fall.

.Even so, I was still rushed and staggered several steps before I could stand upright.

Half of his body ached, and his head was buzzing. Although his elbows and armpits were injured, he did not forget to use his long knife to protect his body, for fear that his opponent would take the opportunity to sneak attack.

He stabilized instantly and found that the person who hit him was a young man in a white shirt with a bookish look on his face, standing there blankly looking at him.

After seeing it clearly, I couldn't laugh or cry in my heart: I have been in the world for half my life, but I didn't expect that a lifetime of fame would almost be in the hands of a weak scholar. Ah, what a fucking unlucky man!

"Where did this kid come from? Are you in a hurry to reincarnate?" He cursed angrily.

Du Wenlin stood there at a loss and muttered:

"I see you have been fighting for a long time, and you don't have any deep hatred. Why do you want to take the old man's life?"

"Get lost!" Flag Master Song didn't want to talk nonsense to him anymore.

Master Bi was also surprised. He didn't know this young scholar, but in fact it was him who saved him.

"Thank you, little brother! Go away, Swordsman has no eyes." After saying this hastily, a woman's exclamation was heard from behind.

Another apprentice was chopped down, and the woman's belt was cut off by a swordsman and fell to the ground.

The swordsman was like a cat playing with a mouse. His long sword was always circling the woman's chest, with a lewd smile on his face, but he didn't kill her immediately.

The woman tried her best to avoid the teasing of the long sword, her handsome face flushed red, but her skills were inferior and she was helpless.

Head Bi was so angry that his eyes were bleeding and he shouted:

"brute!"

He waved his hands and headed straight for the swordsman.

How could the leader of Song Banner allow him to pass? He raised his sword and went straight to his heart.

When Master Bi saw that his daughter was being teased, he became furious and lost his former composure. He only focused on rescuing his daughter, without any concern for the danger behind him.

When Du Wenlin saw this scene, he became so proud that he had no time to think about his own abilities and rushed out in a hurry.

The banner leader of Song Dynasty was not slow to begin with, but he did not expect this frail scholar to arrive first, intercept him halfway, and reach out to grab the wrist holding the knife.

He was surprised to see Du Wenlin running so fast and the speed of his attack, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat:

"Is this kid pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, pretending to be stupid?"

However, judging from his age, he is not weak at all. What if he started practicing martial arts from his mother's womb?

Therefore, although he had scruples in his heart, he did not care about it, and the blade still went straight towards Master Bi.

Du Wenlin didn't expect that he could intercept the opponent halfway, nor did he expect that his hand could catch his wrist.

But what happened was unexpected, his hand really caught the opponent's wrist.

The leader of Song Banner suffered a loss this time because he underestimated this young man. He was no longer as lucky as before. A strong force came from his arm, and his body was pulled by it. He flew straight out and fell heavily. The key was that he looked ugly, like a dog eating shit.

Lie down on the ground.

At the same time, the swordsman who was playing cat and mouse also received an angry blow from Master Bi from behind. His sword fell out of his hand, his body flew out, and he lay on the ground vomiting blood. His internal organs were seriously injured.

The contrast from the current paradise of beauty to the painful hell is really hard to accept.

Master Bi turned around, saw everything that happened behind him, and knew in his heart that the scholar had saved him again.

Song Banner struggled for a long time and finally got up. The fall was so fast that all the bones in his body felt as if they were falling apart.

Fu Dao sighed and shouted to his men:

"Ask everyone."

The fighting ceased, and only the constant moans of the wounded were scattered on the battlefield.

Song Banner Leader looked at Du Wenlin who was standing there stupidly:

"This hero, I'm sorry that my surname is Song, but I can't recognize your origin! Can you tell me your name? If I have the opportunity in the future, I will definitely learn your magical skills again!"

Du Wenlin grimaced and scratched his head helplessly. He was actually very scared. He took action in a moment of excitement without considering the consequences.

Now I am really afraid of offending these people in the world. As a scholar, how can I have a peaceful life in the future?

After hesitating for a while, he said softly:

"I'm sorry, I really didn't mean it! I just wanted to start a fight. I'm not familiar with you, and I definitely didn't mean to offend you."

"Humph, stop talking nonsense. If you have the guts, just leave your name!" Song Banner didn't know the origin of the other party, so he didn't dare to take action again. But he didn't want to lose face, otherwise how would he gain a foothold in the world in the future?

At the same time, I am really curious about the origin of this young man. I have been in the world for decades, and I have never seen such a clumsy but very effective method.

"Oh, I just passed by. What's the big story?" Du Wenlin was afraid of being entangled in the future, so he didn't want to say his name.

"Since your Excellency doesn't want to tell you your surname, you won't force it. If we are destined to meet again in the future, we will meet again."

With that said, he turned to Head Bi:

"I didn't expect Master Bi to have a hidden master. It's just that Mr. Song has lost his sight! Our green mountains will not change, but our green waters will always flow."

After waving his hand, his men helped up the injured companion and slowly withdrew from the battlefield, heading towards the way they came.

Master Bi, his disciples, and the crowd watching the excitement surrounded Du Wenlin with cheers and cheers.

"On behalf of Cangzhou Yanqingmen, I would like to thank you for your help. It was you who saved Yanqingmen!" He said, bending down and giving a deep salute.

Du Wenlin quickly stretched out his hand to hold him:

"Master Bi, please don't be polite! It's just a simple matter for me."

Everyone praised Du Wenlin not only for his handsome appearance, but also for his unparalleled martial arts skills.

The key is that the daughter of Head Bi is looking at him with a pair of big watery eyes, which makes Du Wenlin feel shy and flushed for a moment.

"It's almost noon. If you don't mind, little hero, please move to your humble abode and let me treat you well as a token of my gratitude!"

"Your family has just experienced an accident, and there are still injured people waiting for rescue. It is inconvenient for me, the younger generation, to bother you anymore."

"It's okay. I will arrange for my disciples to take them to the hospital right away. You don't have to worry about it."

Du Wenlin couldn't stand Master Bi's repeated invitations, so he had no choice but to agree.

This town is called Mengcun. It is a large town and most of the villagers are Hui people.

Walking on the street, I saw many people wearing white hats, speaking local dialects, selling beef and mutton soup. The street was filled with the smell of meat, which made Du Wenlin, who came from the south of the Yangtze River, feel very fresh.

Master Bi's home is in the middle of the town, and the house is quite large.

Two steps into the house from the north, there is a martial arts training ground in front of it.

Entering the main hall, the guests and hosts took their seats.

Du Wenlin took the initiative to introduce his surname.

"Lan'er, come here and pay homage to your benefactor!" Master Bi said to his daughter who was standing by the door.

"Thank you, Mr. Du!" Lan'er came over and gave her a blessing.

Women who practice martial arts are not as pretentious as ordinary women. They walk neatly and speak concisely.

Du Wenlin quickly stood up and returned the greeting with his hands clasped in fists.

It was inevitable to be polite again.

"Master Du's accent sounds like he's from the south. Why are you here?"

"Junior is going to the capital to prepare for next year's spring exam. I passed by your place today and happened to see you fighting."

"May I ask where Mr. Du's martial arts master comes from?"

"Junior has never practiced martial arts. The sword wielder today was knocked down by me by chance. Maybe it was because he had been fighting with you for a long time and lost his strength."

Du Wenlin was telling the truth. He is still confused about what happened in the morning.

However, he vaguely felt that it might be because he had the blood of the "Dark Night Clan" in his body, and he had been diligently practicing the meditation and cultivation methods taught by Sanniang. Recently, he felt that his body was much lighter than before.

My strength is also much stronger.

When Master Bi saw his answer, he didn't believe it. He then thought that he might not be willing to reveal his master's origins, so he couldn't continue to ask more questions.

"That group of people just said they were from a sect. What kind of sect is it? It's so domineering?" Du Wenlin asked.

"The name of that sect is the 'Red Feng Sect'. It is a sect that has only emerged in recent years. It is said to have originated from the Beijing-Tianjin area. It used to have few activities in the world and has been hidden underground. Most people don't know its name.

.I don’t know much about it. But some time ago, I was approached and asked to be the Cangzhou helmsman of this sect, but I refused. You can probably hear what happened next.”

"Looking at the few people they have come today, their martial arts are not weak. It seems that this sect is quite powerful."

"Well, although I haven't had much contact with them, it doesn't seem like a serious sect."

While we were talking, the food was already on the table.
To be continued...