Yang Fan used his sword, the number one sword in the Southern Wilderness, which could cut iron like mud: the scabbard.
Lu Boyan used his palm, which was soft and light as a feather, as if he could not even swat a fly.
Yang Fan wanted to use his nimbleness to offset his opponent's strong power and high attainments in martial arts, so he rushed into the forest after a few moves to take advantage of the terrain.
Most of the gardens in the Tang Dynasty were formed by the natural power of heaven and earth. Although some aristocratic families used some ingenuity in garden construction, the flowers, trees, and rocks used were also local materials. They would not travel thousands of miles to the South to buy rare flowers and trees in the North, nor would they use horses and boats to get strange rocks in Jiangnan. Therefore, this forest was the native elm and poplar trees in Chang 'an.
The trees were tall and straight. Yang Fan was moving back and forth between the trees, moving up and down. Sometimes he was like a ghost, sometimes he was like a spirit ape. He held a scabbard sword in his hand that could cut through iron like mud, but he did not forget to use his fists and legs.
The scabbard, which was like a broken halberd blade, was wantonly waving, and broken branches and leaves fell from the sky, which were also used by Yang Fan as a weapon. The broken leaves could confuse the enemy's eyes, and the broken branches shot like arrows under the sword. Yang Fan used all his strength to fight with Lu Boyan.
At the beginning, Yang Fan not only had nimbleness in his movements, but his sword was also light and agile. He would run away when he missed, shuttling back and forth in the forest, looking for an opportunity to strike with his sword. But he soon found that this tactic was not practical. His movements were like a spiritual ape, and indeed much faster than the octogenarian. Even if Lu Boyan saw through his movements, he might not be able to catch up. But when Yang Fan took the initiative to attack Lu Boyan, all he had to do was wait there calmly to break it. Lu Boyan, who could see through Yang Fan's moves, had an advantage.
As soon as Yang Fan saw that this trick didn't work, he quickly changed his fighting style. His movements were still agile, and he didn't stop at any place for even a moment. As soon as his feet touched the ground, he immediately moved away, not giving Lu Boyan any opportunity to take advantage of him.
Since his speed was not enough to break through Lu Boyan's defense line, he could only rely on brute force. Therefore, Yang Fan used a sword with a long and narrow blade to launch a saber attack, a straight stab, a horizontal cut, and an oblique strike. Although his moves did not lose their flexibility, they were full of an indomitable momentum.
So long as he was given an opportunity to attack, he would definitely use all his strength, and his moves would be firm and powerful. This wasn't a sword move at all, but a blade technique. However, Lu Boyan only had a pair of palms and no weapon in his hands, so Yang Fan didn't have to worry about destroying the treasured blade in his hands if he clashed head-on.
Gongsun Lanzhi watched the battle between Yang Fan and Lu Boyan, Fan's mouth opened wider. She had always wanted to force Yang Fan to fight with her, but Yang Fan had always refused. If it was someone else, she might have thought that the opponent was not as skilled as her and was afraid to fight with her. But judging from the courage and eyesight that Yang Fan showed when he first stepped into the Gongsun Residence, it did not seem like it, so she did not give up.
Now, she finally gave up. Yang Fan's martial arts were indeed better than hers. If the two of them really fought, she would lose without a doubt, unless her mother … Thinking of this, Gongsun Lanzhi's heart suddenly moved: With such a big commotion here, how could mother not know? Why hasn't she appeared yet?
Yang Fan used all his skills, but still could not break Lu Boyan's defense. When his attacks were as sharp as needles, Lu Boyan's palms were like a pair of anvils. When Yang Fan's attacks were like a hammer, Lu Boyan's palms were like a ball of cotton. What was the use of a sledgehammer smashing into a pile of cotton?
When Yang Fan's attacks were like a hammer, Lu Boyan's palms were like a ball of cotton. What was the use of a sledgehammer smashing into a pile of cotton? Sharpness cannot be relied on, hardness cannot be relied on for long. Yang Fan's all-out attack could not be effective in a short period of time, so how could he persist for long?
Actually, with his skills, if he had tried to escape from the beginning, he might not have fallen into such a predicament. But this fight was different from last time. Last time, his goal was clear from the beginning: to draw the enemy away, not to hurt Wan 'er, and to find a chance to escape.
But this time, it was different. He was sitting at home, and a strange disaster fell from the sky: Young Master Jiang wanted to kill him! Now that he knew that Ah Nu was still alive, and Young Master Jiang wanted to kill him, this was a situation that would not end until he died. He could escape, but his woman, his child, and everything that he was willing to use his life to protect, how could he escape?
If he could kill this strong enemy today, Young Master Jiang would have one less power, and his family would have one more guarantee of safety. So he went all out from the beginning, but the result was that he put himself in danger.
In the eyes of outsiders, Lu Boyan's palms were still as light as a feather, flipping up and down, flashing left and right like a pair of butterflies. But Yang Fan, who was in the middle of it, felt like a pair of heavy and powerful iron hammers. As long as he was hit once, it would be enough to break his bones and snap his tendons.
"Not good!"
Ah Nu had been closely following their figures, but even if it was not night and they were not in the forest, with her eyesight, she could not easily see through the changes in the offensive and defensive strength of the two. Until now, she realized something was wrong, and hurriedly wanted to rush into the forest to help Yang Fan, but it was too late.
Yang Fan's sword swung away, and his middle door was wide open. It was just a moment of weakness, but his body movement was not as fast as before, and he could not use the agility of his body movement to resolve this weakness. Lu Boyan raised his hand and slapped down on his chest.
A slap, as heavy as a mountain, if this slap hit, Yang Fan would be like the big tree that was slapped by Lu Boyan in the Ancient Gold Garden, there would be no scars on the surface, but his internal organs would be shattered, and even the gods could not save him.
As Lu Boyan slapped out, a figure of a person suddenly appeared in his mind: leopard eyes, red beard like a dragon, a majestic figure, like a mountain. Thinking of that person, the palm that he slapped out suddenly trembled, and the force of the palm slightly lowered, avoiding the vital point on the left side of Yang Fan's chest, and also reduced the force by 30%.
He had long been sure that Yang Fan must be that person's descendant, and thinking of that incense, how could he bear to kill him. But Young Master Jiang grew up under his care. Although Young Master Jiang regarded him as a servant, he regarded Young Master Jiang as his own grandson. This person was Young Master Jiang's mortal enemy, how could he let him go?
Lu Boyan struggled in his heart, and this palm of his reduced force, thinking that it would be better to beat Yang Fan into a bedridden cripple for the rest of his life. Lu Boyan's palm pressed down, his fingertips had just touched Yang Fan's chest, and the force was about to be released, but suddenly like a startled rabbit, he jumped more than ten feet away, both his palms crossed, and his feet were in a straight line, as if he was facing a formidable enemy!
Yang Fan was only pressed by his fingertips, as if his chest was hit by a hammer, he spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards. Before his body landed on the ground, he was caught in the arms of Tin Aino who rushed over to help. A Nu anxiously shouted, "Erlang, how are you?"
Yang Fan clenched his teeth, forcefully swallowed back the mouthful of sweet blood that gushed up to his throat, and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, I won't die!"
Lu Boyan stared at the spot where he had just been standing. There was no one there. He looked forward and saw that about ten feet away from where he had been standing, there was a tall and cold figure leaning quietly against a tree. The figure slowly walked out from the shade of the tree, the moonlight reflected on her face, Gongsun Lanzhi joyfully shouted, "Mother!"
The person who came was Aunt Pei!
Just like when Lu Boyan appeared just now, the murderous aura hidden in the bottom of his heart aroused a strong feeling in the hearts of Yang Fan and the others, as if the whole forest shook violently. Lu Boyan had a stronger feeling than them just now, he felt a thick and overbearing sword light chopping straight towards his neck, until now he knew that it was not a real sword, but an invisible and intangible murderous aura of this graceful noblewoman.
The noblewoman's eyes were like ice, staring coldly at Lu Boyan.
Gongsun Lanzhi shouted, "Mother, quickly avenge me, this old man just threw me heavily!"
The noblewoman unhappily snorted, "Shut up! If he had not been lenient, even if he had only thrown you once, you would not have the strength to shout now! "
Gongsun Lanzhi stuck out her tongue, not daring to continue complaining.
Lu Boyan smiled, "Madam has good eyesight, is it Aunt Pei?"
"It is me!"
Lu Boyan smiled bitterly, "I have long heard that the Pei family's swordsmanship is unparalleled, this old man came here to avoid as much as possible, not wanting to compete with Madam Pei, but who would have thought that Aunt Pei would come, can the two of us not fight?"
"Yes!"
Lu Boyan had just rejoiced, when he heard Aunt Pei coldly say, "Stretch out your neck, let me chop it with my sword, whether you live or die, we can stop fighting."
Lu Boyan's face was bitter, "So, Aunt Pei is determined to settle this feud?"
"Nonsense! You can kill my family's guest just because you want to? You came to my house to kill, and you want me to retreat? "
As Aunt Pei said "nonsense", her sword also moved. She used a short sword, and when she said "you can kill my family's guest just because you want to", she only said a total of ten words, and it was unknown how many times she had struck, only to see the sky full of flashes of sword light, one sword light not extinguished, another sword light appeared, and Lu Boyan was surrounded by silver light, the rays of light shining in ten thousand rays, he was about to become a Buddha.
Old Man Lu's martial arts were truly exceptional. If it had been anyone else, they would have been riddled with holes long ago. Old Man Lu hopped and jumped, his movements as ugly as a monkey's. He had completely lost the graceful bearing he had when he was fighting Yang Fan, yet he managed to avoid all of Aunty Pei's sword strikes. Not a single stab was made.
Old Man Lu hurriedly took a few steps back, keeping a safe distance from Aunt Pei. Although he tried his best to suppress his breathing, his chest was heaving up and down like a bellows.
Usually, for an old man of his age, if he could eat normally and walk without the help of others, he would be considered to be very strong, how could he use a sword and a spear like Lu Boyan? Just now when he accompanied Yang Fan to jump up and down, he looked relaxed, but he had also consumed a lot of physical strength. Now that he was forced by Aunt Pei's sword art which seemed to pull the sky full of stars, his breathing became a little short.
Lu Boyan's eyes were fixed on Aunt Pei, his hands reached behind his waist, and when they reappeared in front of him, there was a pair of crescent moons in his palms. The two crescent moons were like hooks, floating in Lu Boyan's palms, it was a spectacular sight.
"Rings? This kind of weapon is rare! "
Aunt Pei's eyes suddenly lit up, that kind of excited look was exactly the same as when her daughter, Miss Gongsun, saw a master swordsman.
Only then did Yang Fan, Ah Nu, and Gongsun Lanzhi see clearly that it was not two crescent moons floating in Lu Boyan's palms, but a pair of iron rings. The outer edge of the jet-black iron ring had been polished into a sharp bowstring edge, while the rest of the ring was still black. Under the dim light of the night, one could only see the edge of the ring that had been polished into a sharp edge, and one would think that two crescent moons were floating above his palm.
"Mother, take the sword!"
As soon as Gongsun Lanzhi saw Lu Boyan reveal his weapon, she was afraid that her mother would be at a disadvantage, and immediately threw her extraordinarily long sword towards Aunt Pei. Aunt Pei did not even turn her head, she just grabbed the hilt with a backhand, and with a flip of the long sword, a vast expanse of autumn water was placed horizontally in front of her.
The short sword in one hand was no more than a foot and a half, while the long sword in the other was more than four feet long. From the looks of it, Aunt Pei was using two swords, one long and one short, the short one extremely short, and the long one extremely long. These two people's weapons were very strange, and the corresponding martial arts were naturally also very strange.
This was a real battle between masters, if Yang Fan could clearly see the whole process of the two people fighting, his martial arts attainment would certainly be greatly improved. Unfortunately, the night was dark, and Aunt Pei and Lu Boyan were fighting in the forest, sometimes under the shadow, sometimes under the moonlight. The two people's movements were extremely fast, and the changing of moves was also too much for the eye to take in. Yang Fan and the other two people standing at the edge of the forest could not see clearly at all, and could only treat it as a show.
At this time, Lu Boyan was just like Yang Fan, with ingenious and agile movements, he danced the sharp edges of the two rings. Originally it was a pair of crescent moons, but when he danced, it became a full moon, and Lu Boyan looked like he was dancing between the two bright full moons. The sleeves of his clothes fluttered, and the bright moons flew around, it was extremely strange and beautiful.
And Aunt Pei, who spent all day in the temple, had long cultivated to the point where she was no longer tainted by the mortal world, but the two swords in her hands, one long and one short, were like two meteors piercing through the sky, persistently chasing after the two crescent moons, sometimes exploding into a sky full of stars, the momentum of the sword was fierce and overbearing. Her posture was as elegant as a sword immortal, but the pair of swords did not have the slightest bit of elegance, instead, they were extremely overbearing, extremely powerful.
Yang Fan, Ah Nu and Gongsun Lanzhi stood at the edge of the forest, nervously watching the two meteors chasing after the two crescent moons. While their eyes were busy, Lu Boyan shouted loudly, waved the two rings, and retreated hastily. The two small bright moons protected his body as he slowly moved away, and in a moment, he disappeared without a trace.
Only Lu Boyan was left in the forest, exclaiming in admiration, "What a good Pei family swordsmanship!"
Aunt Pei stood in the forest, her long sword slightly hanging down, a bloodstain attached to the long sword, like a flowing shadow, quickly moving to the tip of the sword, and then immediately dripping onto the grass, the light of the sword was as bright as snow, still like a pool of autumn water.
"Ha! Niangqin is still the best! "
Gongsun Lanzhi rushed into the forest, hugged Aunt Pei's arm, and said happily.
Aunt Pei asked coldly, "Who are they?"
Supported by Ah Nu, Yang Fan walked in front of her, panting, "They are people from the aristocratic families of Shandong!"
Aunt Pei raised her eyebrows, and then slightly frowned. She was born in the Pei family of Hedong, so she was very knowledgeable. She knew that Yang Fan only said one sentence, and she knew that there was a big mystery in it. Naturally, the less she knew about these things, the better. When she heard the four words' aristocratic families of Shandong ', she actually did not pursue the matter.
Instead, Gongsun Lanzhi heard it and said indignantly, "The aristocratic families of Shandong are so overbearing, have they changed their profession to become bandits?"
Ah Nu shook her head, and said, "They just did not expect me to be here, or else no one would be able to see through the identities of those four people."
Yang Fan said, "Although I do not know them, but I know Lu Boyan!"
Ah Nu said, "The four of them have already exposed their identities, why does Lu Weng still need to cover his head and face? Otherwise, he may not be willing to show his face to you. "
Yang Fan finally understood.
Aunt Pei glanced at him, and said, "Go and bandage your wounds first, we will talk later. Lanzhi, ask someone to clean up this place! "
Ah Nu supported Yang Fan to leave, but Yang Fan was suddenly shocked, and a feeling of uneasiness arose in his heart: Something is wrong! Why is there no movement from Xiao Man? If I ask her to go back to her room to rest, will she obediently go back to her room? If she saw the movement from the crack of the door, would she not come out at this moment?
The more Yang Fan thought about it, the more afraid he became. He grabbed Ah Nu's arm, and said, "Ah Nu, quickly … go see Xiao Man!"
Looking at his frightened eyes, A Nu suddenly felt a chill in her heart. She hurriedly turned around, rushed to the door of the courtyard where Xiao Man lived, and pushed the door open, and let out a cry of alarm!
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