Chapter 12 Yang Zhengshan from Yangjia Village
When Yang Zhengshan walked out of the main room, he heard someone screaming and falling from the wall.
"Dalang!" Jiang Cheng couldn't help but exclaimed.
The person who fell from the wall was Jiang Cheng's eldest son.
His son was injured, Jiang Cheng's originally calm heart immediately became a mess, and the others also became panicked.
Seeing this, Yang Zhengshan shouted quickly: "Don't panic, Jiang He, you lead someone to guard the back, I will come to the front door myself!"
He was not familiar with anyone else, only Jiang He, his son-in-law, was the most familiar to him.
The Jiang family's yard is much better than that of the Yang family. The house is a large brick house with tiles, and the courtyard wall is a seven-foot-high brick wall. This kind of yard is still somewhat defensive, and even setting a fire will take some effort.
"Everyone come here!" Jiang He received the order and immediately summoned everyone to the back.
"Don't show your head. As long as they don't crawl in, leave it alone!" Yang Zhengshan ordered again.
The bandits outside are all fierce, and many of them are good at bows and arrows. If you show your head rashly, you may become a target.
"There's someone here!"
Just as Yang Zhengshan was making arrangements, the voices of bandits also sounded outside the door.
The noise increased, but within a moment, someone knocked on the door.
Naturally, the door of the Jiang family could not withstand the impact of the bandits. It only took four or five blows before the door collapsed.
The moment the gate fell, Yang Zhengshan threw out the short spear in his hand.
With a whoosh, the short gun flew out with a sharp sound of breaking through the air.
The bandit standing at the front was caught off guard and was pierced through the chest with a short spear.
The short spear did not stop after piercing one person, but also penetrated into the body of another bandit.
"Come in!"
The ferocious bandits didn't care about their injured companions and rushed in through the gate.
The door of Jiang's house is not very wide, less than two meters, but it is enough for four people to enter at the same time.
Facing the bandits rushing in, Yang Zhengshan was not afraid at all. He fired short spears one after another. The power was far greater than that of bows and arrows. After hitting a person, he would fly away with him.
In the blink of an eye, Yang Zhengshan had already thrown three short spears, but they failed to block all the bandits.
Before he could throw the short spear again, Yang Zhengshan kicked the iron spear in front of him.
The iron gun jumped up, he grabbed the barrel of the gun and violently smashed it down.
With a bang, the bandit who rushed at the front was directly smashed to the ground by him.
Although these bandits are ferocious, they are not warriors after all. Compared with Yang Zhengshan, they are far behind.
"Warrior, warrior~~"
At this time, the bandits outside also realized that there were warriors in the courtyard.
For a moment, the ferocious bandits retreated one after another, not daring to rush in again.
There were six bandits lying in front of the gate, some of them had lost their breath, and some were still wailing in pain.
"Go and call the boss, there are warriors here!"
There was a noise outside, and Yang Zhengshan looked at the empty door, but his expression became solemn.
Scar Liu is coming!
He didn't know if Scar Liu was a warrior, but to be the leader of a group of fierce bandits, Scar Liu was definitely not an ordinary person.
And listening to the reaction of the bandits outside, Scar Liu is most likely a warrior.
Yang Zhengshan took a deep breath. This was his first time facing a warrior, and he was still very nervous.
As for rushing out, Yang Zhengshan had no such idea at all.
In the courtyard, he only needs to guard the door, but once he rushes out, he needs to face a large number of bandits and beware of hidden arrows.
Time passed by, and everyone else in the hospital did not dare to breathe. The atmosphere was extremely heavy.
The arrival of Yang Zhengshan gave them a lot of encouragement, but the fierce-looking bandit leader made them full of worries.
If Yang Zhengshan fails to fight against the opponent, then they will only die.
Faced with such a situation, how could they dare to relax even a little bit.
About half a quarter of an hour later, noisy footsteps sounded outside the door again, and then a tall figure appeared at the door, it was Dao Scar Liu.
Scar Liu smiled ferociously and looked at Yang Zhengshan in the courtyard with extremely ferocious eyes.
"From Yangjiacun!"
"That's right, Yang Zhengshan of Yangjia Village!" Yang Zhengshan didn't mean to hide it. In fact, there was no need to hide it.
There are warriors in Yangjia Village among the eight villages in the surrounding area. If you ask around a little, you will know that it is him.
As for the warriors passing by, this place is neither close to the official road nor the county seat. The warriors will come here when they have time.
"Haha, interesting!" Scar Liu swung the big knife in his hand and pointed it directly at Yang Zhengshan, laughing maniacally.
The next moment, he crossed his feet and rushed into the door with rapid strides.
Stepping forward, swinging the sword, the heavy sword slashed down heavily with the force of running.
This knife is extremely fierce. If it is struck by it, even the rocks will be split.
Yang Zhengshan narrowed his eyes slightly and clenched the iron gun with both hands.
The core of the Yang family's marksmanship is to destroy the pot and sink the boat, kill with one blow, and use all the spear moves to the end without leaving any remaining strength.
In other words, Yang Zhengshan only had one shot.
If the shot fails, he can only abandon the spear to save himself.
Without any time to think, just like an instinctive reaction, the spear in his hand pierced out with a sharp sound of breaking through the air.
This shot was reaching its peak, and the snow-white gun light turned into a stream of light and stabbed directly into Scar Liu's chest.
The crazy Scar Liu looked at the sharp edge so close at hand, and his ferocious smile suddenly stopped.
Too fast!
He didn't react until the gun light was close to him.
This shocked him greatly.
To be honest, he didn't take Yang Zhengshan too seriously at first.
Although he was only a warrior at the level of force exchange, he had experienced countless life-and-death battles.
Compared with other warriors at the same level, he was almost invincible.
And he tried his best with this knife, and he didn't mean to underestimate the enemy.
Without caring about anything else, Scar Liu also instinctively dodged the spear light sideways.
But his dodging became the biggest flaw. As his body turned, the long knife in his hand naturally changed direction, which was exactly what Yang Zhengshan wanted.
With a puff, the snow-white spear head pierced into Scar Liu's shoulder.
He dodged the fatal blow, but lost the battle.
Yang Zhengshan sneered, retracted his strength, and turned the gun barrel with both hands. The flat gun head stood up and instantly picked up Scar Liu's shoulder.
Bright red blood splashed, and blood drops fell on the bright spear tip.
Scar Liu was almost invincible among warriors at the same level, but Yang Zhengshan was not a warrior at the level of force exchange at all.
The physical training realm is divided into three levels, but these three levels are not clearly defined.
Changing force is the control of body strength, and Yijin is stretching the tendons and pulling bones. The two can exist at the same time, not step by step.
In simple terms, changing force and Yijin are the prerequisites for practicing strength, and can be practiced at the same time, but because changing force is easier than Yijin, most warriors will practice changing force first and then stretching the tendons and pulling bones.
Yang Zhengshan has already started stretching the tendons and pulling bones. Although he has not yet entered the Yijin level, because he has been drinking spiritual spring water, his physique has long been stronger than that of ordinary warriors at the changing force level.
Scar Liu can reach the invincible level of the same level because of his experience in hundreds of battles, while Yang Zhengshan is stronger than the changing force level because of his strong physique.
One force can defeat ten skills. No matter how rich your combat experience is, my shot is fast and fierce, you can block it first before talking about other things.
However, Scar Liu was a fierce man after all. Despite being seriously injured, he not only did not show any fear or panic, but instead let out a roar like a beast and raised his knife to chop at Yang Zhengshan.
"Die!"
With a roar, Scar Liu's eyes flashed with blood.
Yang Zhengshan only felt a sharp pain in his eardrums and raised his spear in horror.
Ding~~
The blade collided with the gun barrel, and a large number of sparks burst out.
"With such a serious injury, he is still so fierce!"
Yang Zhengshan was shocked and took advantage of the impact of the blade to retreat several steps.
Scar Liu was relentless, the blade rotated, the footsteps flew, like a tiger out of the cage, fierce and brutal.
For a moment, all the young and strong in the Jiang family courtyard were shocked.
Yang Zhengshan didn't care about anything else. Scar Liu came fiercely, and his counterattack was equally fierce.
The spear danced and swept across.
An inch longer, an inch stronger.
Before the blade arrived, the spear had already landed on Scar Liu's side.
With a bang, Scar Liu was swept away like a broken sack.
Take advantage of his weakness to kill him.
Without waiting for Scar Liu to land and stabilize his body, the one-foot-long spear pierced his waist and abdomen, as fast as thunder and lightning.
With a puff, the spear head entered the abdomen and came out through the body.
"Boss!" The bandits outside the door saw this and screamed miserably.
A group of bandits rushed into the door like crazy, wanting to fight with Yang Zhengshan.
"Shoot!"
Jiang He, who had been standing next to the courtyard wall, shouted hurriedly.
Several arrows flew out, but unfortunately the effect was not great.
These hunters were good at archery, but they had never faced such a brutal scene, so they could only shoot arrows in panic.
More than a dozen bandits rushed into the door, and only one was shot and fell down.
