In the hall, Lin Zhennan's pupils constricted, and he looked at Du Xu with a shocked expression, although Du Xu's momentum just now was just retracted, he still felt that Du Xu's martial arts were no longer what he could imagine.

He had never seen this kind of majesty, in his eyes, just now Du Xu was like a heavenly river falling from the nine heavens, and the momentum was so majestic that it was difficult for him to breathe.

"Is this really my son?" Lin Zhennan was a little skeptical.

"Dad, do you think I still want to hide?" Du Xu said with a smile when he saw Lin Zhennan's appearance.

"Haha...... , good, good, you have such martial arts, and there are not many things to stump you in this world. Lin Zhennan, who woke up, laughed and laughed, Lin Zhennan's face suddenly became sad and sighed.

"Huh?"

Du Xu looked at Lin Zhennan's face change with some confusion, and couldn't figure out what he was thinking?

"I just won't be able to beat you again. Lin Zhennan said slowly when he saw Du Xu's appearance, with a look of pity.

Du Xu's face rolled his eyes, his face twitched a few times, and he was speechless.

After dinner, it was already dark, and the Fuwei Dart Bureau was already full of lanterns.

Tonight's moonlight is a little hazy, not as bright as the autumn season, and the lights of the Fuwei Dart Bureau reflect each other, adding a bit of mystery.

Du Xu has been sitting on the roof of the dart game hall for a while, this is the highest position in the whole dart game, and at such a high position, he can find all the movements of the entire dart game in the night.

The night is getting darker, and most of Fuzhou has quieted down, but most people in Fuzhou can't sleep.

Suddenly, Du Xu's closed eyes opened, as if there was a flash of electric light, which was so conspicuous.

"Whew!"

Du Xu took a long breath and stood up, looking at the dozen or so black shadows rushing from the darkness.

"There are only so many people?" Du Xu thought when he saw the dozen or so masked men surrounding him.

"Lin Pingzhi, hand over the evil sword technique, we can make your death easier. One of the black-clad masked men shouted in a voice that resembled an old man.

"Yes, anyway, you have already cultivated the evil sword technique, take it out to open everyone's eyes, you have nothing to lose, and you can avoid the pain of flesh and skin. The other man in black continued.

"That's right, that's right, why do you have a child who hasn't grown any hair to practice such good martial arts, hurry up and take a look. Another man spoke out in the darkness.

......

"It's a pity, it's a pity" Du Xu listened to the words of the black-clothed people around him expressionlessly, until no one came out later, shaking his head and sighing.

"Little rabbit, what are you sorry for?" The black-clothed man who sounded like an old man instinctively felt that something was wrong, and he looked at Lin Pingzhi in surprise and asked.

"Haha, he's sorry that he didn't have a long life at a young age. Someone laughed and replied.

"Haha, yes, there are so many of us, I still don't believe he can have any tricks?," he said with a laugh, but as soon as the words fell, he let out a miserable scream.

But Du Xu saw that these people were used as pathfinders, so he didn't bother to say anything, turned into a black shadow in front of this person, stretched out his hand and pressed it, and after a miserable scream, he fell to the roof and was silent.

The essence of the Phantom Body Method was integrated into Tianhe Gong by him, and although there were no moves, it formed an instinct.

Then the long sleeves waved, the long sleeves seemed to have a magical power, which made people in a trance, the martial art of Heavenly Demon Miaoyin was in Du Xu's hands, showing a different power for the first time, even Nangong Xue couldn't recognize it as his Heavenly Demon Miaoyin Skill when he saw it.

I saw a black shadow flash, and with a wave of the light long sleeves, three more people fell from the roof without a sound.

"Not good, everyone be careful. At this time, someone finally reacted and immediately pulled out the long knife in shock.

The others also reacted at this time, drew their weapons one after another, leaned together, and stared at Du Xu tightly.

"Huh. ”

Seeing their movements, Du Xu laughed and turned into a black shadow and pounced.

Someone in black immediately showed a look of horror and took a step back.

"Don't be afraid, he just has weird moves, everyone ...... side by side" The man in black who drew his sword first had not finished speaking, and Du Xu's sleeve attack had already arrived.

He looked at the sleeves floating in front of him, which were no longer sleeves, like a wandering river, like a flying dragon snake.

"Innate artistic conception ......" He was affected by Du Xu's martial arts moves, watching the river crash in, his intuitive chest seemed to be hit by a mountain, and he couldn't speak after spitting out a few words with difficulty.

The few people behind him were hit by him, only to feel a strong surge, and immediately the five organs were broken, and the mouth, eyes, ears, and nose were bleeding.

"Run......" The rest of the people were frightened by this situation, and immediately ran out screaming.

Seeing this, Du Xu immediately turned into a black shadow, and several moved, or waved his sleeves, or slapped with his hands, and those black-clothed people fell one after another, silent.

Only the man who looked like an old man's voice was short in stature, but his body was very fast, and Du Xu intercepted the others and delayed, and he had already run almost a mile away.

Du Xu glanced at the Fuwei dart game in the dark, and did not chase it, believing that after this time, that person would not have the courage to come to trouble.

A small street outside the Fuwei Dart Bureau, which seemed somewhat peaceful in the moonlight at this time, a dark shadow swept over from a distance.

He was dressed in black, and he forgot to go backwards several times in the street, and only stopped when he saw that there was nothing, and tore off his black face scarf, and gasped loudly.

If Du Xu was here, he would find that this was the only man in black who had just escaped.

He was frightened at this time, and he was happy for the rest of his life, but unfortunately a voice came and knocked his newly rising joy to the bottom.

"Isn't this the Feiyun Crane of Taihang Cottage? What about the rest of you in Taihang Village? Why are you the only one here? ”

"Who is it?" Feiyunhe was taken aback, and hurriedly looked around, the more he looked at Feiyunhe, the more surprised he became, and the beads of sweat on his forehead couldn't help falling.

At some point, there were more than a dozen people standing on the rooftops on both sides of the street, and even a dozen people in front of and behind him blocked his retreat.

"Mobei Twin Heroes, Whiteboard Evil Star, Saibei Ming Camel ......" These are the underworld masters he can name, and there are some black-clothed and masked unknown ones, but those who can be with these underworld masters must be extraordinary.

"Haha...... I didn't expect those of us to become your pathfinders. Feiyunhe looked at these people, as if he had thought of something, and said with a sad laugh.

It's a pity that the people around him didn't speak, and some were still looking at him and sneering.

"Okay, okay, it seems that I am alive today, if you want to know the news of Lin Pingzhi, I will tell you. ”

"Lin Pingzhi has indeed cultivated the sword technique of warding off evil spirits, his martial arts are unfathomable, fast as a phantom, you go to him and ask for it, haha......" After speaking, he seemed to think of something exciting, haha laughed, laughed and laughed, black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth with a smile, and he fell to the ground and died.

"Not good. ”

Immediately left, rushed over, stretched out his finger to investigate, shook his head at everyone, and said, "He committed suicide by taking poison." ”

"Hmph, bad luck. A man in black on the roof snorted, and the man with him disappeared into the night.

After a while, the others also left one after another.

"Turtle son, I didn't expect a sword technique to ward off evil spirits to attract so many masters. After everyone left, more than a dozen people appeared here, the current one, short in stature, and a Sichuan accent couldn't hide his identity, it was from the Qingcheng faction.

"Master, what now?" Hou Renying stepped forward and asked the short-stated man, listening to his name, he knew that the person's identity was none other than the Qingcheng faction Songfeng Guan Yu Canghai.

"Let's go, go to the Fuwei Dart Bureau, and you must get the evil sword technique. Yu Canghai's face was cloudy and uncertain, and he thought.

Seeing that after Qingcheng sent people away, Fang Sheng led a group of monks to appear, Fang Sheng sighed and said: "Amitabha, it's a lot of things, let's go and see the situation." ”