Beauty Jianghu

Chapter 10 Fighting for Women

But he said that Chen Shaoyong was about to step forward to help, but he was worried that others would laugh at him and was in a hurry.

"Shi Ming, stop." Only a voice was heard, and then an old man walked out from another courtyard.

When Na Shiming heard his father's voice and thought that his power had been revealed, he immediately stopped.

It turns out that the name of the young man guarding the valley entrance is Niu Shiming, and his father's name is Niu Xianfu. Niu Xianfu and the Zhao family are family friends. Zhao Jiazhang's daughter is named Zhao Xiaolin. She is seventeen or eighteen years old. She is as beautiful as a flower. She is also good at playing chess, calligraphy and painting. Proficient in everything, he is also elegant and gentle.

Niu Xianfu wanted to marry her as his daughter-in-law, but Zhao Jiazhang looked down on Niu Shiming and refused to agree. Niu Xianfu invited many people to come to his house to propose marriage. Zhao Jiazhang was helpless and thought of a competition to choose his son-in-law.

After the news was released, many talented people came to Jinhuo Villa immediately. The Niu Xianfu father and his son guarded two mountain passes separately. Those who were poor in martial arts, poor in family, and ugly in appearance were all put into the valley, while those who were handsome and good in martial arts were beaten away by them.

Liu Junyi, his son, and Chen Shaoyong could not stop them, so they could only watch them break into the valley.

Niu Xianfu was hiding in the dark. He saw that Jiang Wen was just a reckless man, so he didn't take it to heart. On the other hand, Yang Shucheng looked good, but he was not good at martial arts and was a shameless person. He didn't think Zhao Jiazhang would notice it, but Liu Junyi , in terms of talent, appearance, and martial arts, he is a very powerful opponent.

Niu Xianfu saw that his son Niu Renming had killed Jiang Wen in a hurry and had stolen the limelight, so he came out to stop him.

The two people here have stopped fighting, and Liu Junyi and the two people over there stopped fighting because it was difficult for them to continue fighting.

The four stopped fighting, and Zhao Jiazhang arranged for the food to be served. The table was filled with food and wine. Jiang Wen was already rude. He took a big sip after picking up the wine, picked up a large piece of meat with chopsticks and put it into his mouth.

This group of people came here to compete in martial arts, and they were hostile to each other. They didn't talk much to each other. Everyone drank their own wine, each ate their own food, and they finished eating quickly.

The sky was getting dark, and Zhao Jiazhang arranged for the guests to stay in separate places.

Nothing happened all night.

When he got up the next day, after breakfast, Yang Shucheng wanted to leave. He was still worried about his box of treasures and wanted to say goodbye. However, Jiang Wen wanted to see the excitement of the competition and didn't want to leave. Yang Shucheng was afraid that he would be too worried, so he had to endure it. And stayed down.

In the afternoon, Yang Shucheng was bored, so he walked out of the house and walked slowly. Although there were many visitors along the way, they did not talk to each other. Especially Yang Shucheng was good-looking. Although he was not good at swordsmanship, he was also a competitor. He regarded him as a competitor. The shameless people glared at him.

Yang Shucheng had no choice but to leave the guests and walk towards the back mountain alone. Walking on the winding mountain road, the branches of the persimmon trees are pressed by the ripe persimmons and dragged to the ground. People in Zhaojiazhuang don't pick persimmons either. Those golden persimmons are the favorites of birds. They chirp among the trees, and from time to time persimmons fall from the trees.

Yang Shucheng looked at the autumn scene, feeling like a poem and a painter, and began to ponder the poem draft in his belly. Unconsciously, I walked through a mountain and turned to another valley.

Walking in this valley, I only heard the sound of playing the piano in the distance. In this silent valley, the sound of the piano was faint, blown by the breeze, floating gently over, like petals falling on the lake.

Yang Shucheng was delighted and walked towards the hillside. I only saw a large forest, some were green, some had yellow leaves, like a flame, and the trees gave off a fragrance.

Yang Shucheng only found it pleasing to the eye, so he slowed down and walked through the woods listening to the music. He saw an octagonal pavilion on the hillside in the distance. There was a woman sitting in the pavilion and a maid standing next to it.

The woman was about seventeen or eighteen years old. She was extremely beautiful and dazzling. As expected, she had the appearance of a fish and a wild goose, and she was leaning over to play the piano.

Yang Shucheng listened to the sound of the piano, which was the sound of mountains and flowing water. Yang Shucheng hid behind a holly tree and listened fascinated.

"Well you pervert."

Yang Shucheng was startled, turned around, and looked at him angrily.

It turns out that this person is Liu Junyi.

Just listen to Liu Junyi shout: "This is a catch. Let's see how you continue to quibble."

Yang Shucheng defended: "I just walked here..."

"I won't spare you this time." Liu Junyi drew his sword and came over to kill him. When Yang Shucheng saw him taking action, he had no time to defend himself, so he turned around and jumped to a flat place. Liu Junyi's long sword stabbed him again, and Yang Shucheng had to protect himself and had to fight with him.

This time during the sword competition, Yang Shucheng was discouraged. He had been killed by Liu Junyi and retreated repeatedly, with many injuries on his body.

The sound of fighting had already alerted the girl playing the harp in the pavilion, so she abandoned her harp and walked down. When Liu Junyi saw this, he became more and more determined to show off in front of the beauty. He killed Yang Shucheng and retreated continuously. He was hit by several more swords and his clothes were dyed red with blood.

Yang Shucheng was also a passionate young man. Seeing that he was embarrassed in front of a beautiful woman, he had to turn around and run away.

Since Yang Shucheng practiced Taiqing Qigong, his bones have become lighter. Although he is not good at swordsmanship, his escape skills are top-notch. I saw him moving like a rabbit in flight. He fell lightly and ran down the mountain.

Because of panic, he did not run towards the villa, but just ran west along the ravine. Liu Junyi hated him for being rude in front of He Jinhua. He wanted to kill him with a sword and chased after him.

Yang Shucheng lowered his head and ran wildly for more than two miles. Liu Junyi was still behind, chasing after him like a shadow.

"Good boy, you are too cruel." I saw a father and son walking over from the side road.

It was Niu Xianfu and his son.

This Niu Xianfu didn't take Yang Shucheng's poor swordsman seriously, but he hated Liu Junyi, who was good at both appearance and swordsmanship. At this time, when he saw the barren mountains and ridges here, he had to teach Liu Junyi a lesson so that he could not participate in the competition tomorrow. The son-in-law here was definitely his own.

Niu Xianfu and his son made a plan to let Yang Shucheng go, and they joined forces to kill Liu Junyi.

Liu Junyi blocked the two swords and shouted: "Don't misunderstand me, I am killing that pervert."

Niu Xianfu said: "Don't bully others just because you have some swordsmanship. I will teach you a lesson for them."

Although the man was talking, the sword in his hand did not relax. The sword in his hand seemed to be about to seriously injure Liu Junyi. Liu Junyi, who was one against two, was not an opponent. He was not angry and shouted: "You guys are avenging your officials for personal revenge, and my father is not easy to offend."

Mentioning that his father was also a famous swordsman on the Northwest Road made Niu Xianfu even more angry. He became jealous and used the sword in his hand to kill even more powerful people.

It was okay for Liu Junyi not to mention his father, but when he mentioned his father, he was hit by a sword and had to turn around and try to escape. How could Niu Xianfu and his son let him go? They surrounded him in the center, trying to make his blood splatter on the ground.

Liu Junyi blocked several blows and suffered multiple sword wounds on his body, dripping with blood. Yang Shucheng couldn't bear to see it anymore, and he became chivalrous and shouted: "Stop, two of them hit one, is it fair?"

When Niu Xianfu and his son saw that they had succeeded, they were about to kill the thorn in their side. They did not take Yang Shucheng's words to heart, and they killed even more fiercely with the swords in their hands.

Yang Shucheng had no choice but to go forward and fight with Niu Shiming. Although Yang Shucheng was not good at swordsmanship, Niu Shiming could not concentrate on dealing with Liu Junyi. He was so angry that he used the sword in his hand to kill hard, causing Yang Shucheng to retreat continuously. Despite this, Yang Shucheng did not give in and kept pestering Niu Shiming. Let him not deal with Liu Junyi.

Then Liu Junyi went to an opponent and fought with Niu Xianfu. Although he could not win, he was out of danger. He couldn't help but feel grateful to Yang Shucheng. Even in his busy schedule, he shouted loudly:

"Boy, I will forgive your rudeness. The past grudges will be wiped out."

Niu Xianfu was cruel, changed his sword skills, and used powerful killing moves. He stabbed Liu Junyi with one sword, but Liu Junyi couldn't dodge and was hit by another sword. He couldn't help but feel discouraged and his sword skills gradually became chaotic.

Niu Xianfu seized the opportunity and struck out with his sword as fast as a sword. Liu Junyi was in danger again and saw that he was about to be seriously injured again. Niu Xianfu's sword was thrust at him. It was difficult to stop him. He closed his eyes and had to die.