Chapter 89: The real surname is Hua

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Yes, one trick is enough.

The strength of Hua Jitian and the old man in the sheepskin jacket is too different, as long as the old man in the sheepskin jacket goes all out, Hua Jitian is not the enemy of the old man in the sheepskin jacket at all.

"If your surname is really Hua, maybe I'm still a little jealous. But, now, I'm going to kill you. The old man in the sheepskin jacket laughed fiercely with his swarthy face, like a ghost.

Hua Jitian's heart moved, Nima, what do you mean that my real surname is Hua. Lao Tzu doesn't change his name or surname, he is surnamed Hua.

"If you have something to say, why bother with knives and guns. "Hua Jitian can't think about it, so he can only run the train with his mouth full. Hurry up and say a few words, I guess I won't be able to say it in the future.

Thinking of Pang Ya, Hua Jitian's heart became cloudy again. He didn't have the ability to protect Pang Ya, and he felt very sorry for Pang Xuan, alas, he knew that he wouldn't keep any of the three buns two years ago, and gave them all to Pang Xuan.

The old man in the sheepskin jacket was wary of his arrows, and even if he used the strength of the angel to eat milk, it was impossible to hurt the old man in the sheepskin jacket again.

The old man in the sheepskin jacket walked up to him.

When the old man in the sheepskin jacket moved, Hua Jitian began to move.

Hua Jitian was motionless just now, not sitting still, but looking for an opportunity. Giving up is never his style.

He didn't retreat, on the contrary, like the old man in the sheepskin jacket, he rushed towards the other party, even if he died, the old man himself would leave a mark on you.

The old man in the sheepskin jacket has injured his left hand, and he can only use his right palm to deal with Hua Jitian, in his opinion, a right palm is enough, and now the old man in the sheepskin jacket has raised his momentum to the top, even if it is a finger, he can crush Hua Jitian.

The old man in the sheepskin jacket thundered in his right hand, and it seemed that one palm could destroy the heavens and the earth.

Both of them were very fast, and it took less than half a second for them to collide together.

But the old man in the sheepskin jacket suddenly felt bad, although he did not have the trembling of his heart before the danger of his life, but he saw Hua Jitian's playful eyes.

Because Hua Jitian and Ben didn't stop him, he could slap Hua Jitian seven or eight times.

This palm, if it is solid, Hua Jitian will die and will not be able to die again.

But Hua Jitian didn't dodge, nor did he block, he just raised his palm slightly, and his palm was half grasped, empty, and there was nothing.

However, there was obviously nothing, but Hua Jitian seemed to be holding a handful of demon soldiers.

Obviously, after twisting the strings and shaking the acceleration arrow, Hua Jitian wanted to surprise the old man in the sheepskin jacket again. The main use of storage space is that Hua Jitian has no teacher.

The main use of storage space is not storage, but the surprise of the master in battle.

"Not good. The old man in the sheepskin jacket screamed again, but he did not panic.

The old man in the sheepskin jacket smiled coldly, his palm was secretly retracted, and then he raised his legs. His right palm, although it was still slapping towards Hua Jitian, was no longer to kill Hua Jitian, but to guard against Hua Jitian's half-grip right palm, or rather, to guard against something that would appear unexpectedly in Hua Jitian's hand.

Maybe it's a sword, maybe it's a kitchen knife, maybe it's just a round pot lid.

It doesn't matter what it is, it's important that the old man in the sheepskin jacket doesn't want to be hurt again.

In his heart, being hurt once by a weak force like Hua Jitian is already a great shame, and if he hurts it a second time, it will be an eternal pain in his heart.

Although his palm will not cause any more damage to Hua Jitian in order to protect himself, he is sure that his leg will definitely kick Hua Jitian to death.

When the two were about to face each other, Hua Jitian's hand had an extra sword, a broken sword, and a sword that had been broken but was still extremely sharp.

It was swarthy and shimmering with a cold glow.

The old man in the sheepskin jacket suddenly became alert, this disabled big sword did not have any superfluous feelings, it seemed to be just an ordinary sword, but he didn't want to touch it.

He slapped his right hand on the spine of the sword and slapped the sword crooked.

Bang.

His leg also kicked Hua Jitian, and Hua Jitian flew back more than ten meters, falling to the ground and vomiting blood.

"Boy, you really surprised me with a lot of treasures. It's hard for me to believe that you're just an ordinary peasant kid. However, even if your surname is really Hua, I won't let you go today. The old man in the sheepskin jacket looked at a bloody streak in the palm of his right hand. If it weren't for his quick reflexes, his right palm would have been worse than his left.

He looked at the half of the black sword in disbelief.

Obviously there is no fluctuation, but it is sharp, and before the big sword is broken, it is also a great thing.

Thinking that if he killed Hua Jitian, he could get storage space and get the remnant sword, his heart was hot, and his eyes glowed like a rat finding food at night.

He walked towards Hua Jitian, although Hua Jitian was under his feet and had not died, however, Hua Jitian could not bear his kick again.

Hua Jitian spat out a mouthful of blood and smiled bitterly. The disparity between his strength and the old man in the sheepskin jacket was too great to be used twice, even if he was taken by surprise.

He had now broken at least five ribs from being kicked by the old man in sheepskin, and could no longer move, so he could only lie on the ground.

At this moment, he thought about it a lot, remembered learning boxing with Gouzi Ye when he was a child, remembered chatting with Brother Xuan'er Hu Chai, and remembered what had happened these days.

Do you miss the past when you are dying?

Hua Jitian doesn't know if others are or not, but he himself is.

I didn't expect that I didn't die under the cruel task of the mending system, but died at the feet of an unknown old man in a sheepskin jacket.

The old man in the sheepskin jacket walked to Hua Jitian's side, looked at Hua Jitian condescendingly, and suddenly smiled gloomily, and the wrinkles on his black face were like moldy old bark in the deep mountains.

He slowly lifted his foot and stepped on Hua Jitian's face.

If this foot is stepped on, it is estimated that the brain melon that is extremely heavenly is the same as a watermelon that has been crushed by the wheels of a car.

Hua Jitian didn't dodge, because he couldn't hide anymore, and not only broke five ribs, but also injured his internal organs. In fact, he hadn't died yet, which had already surprised the old man in the sheepskin jacket.

According to the estimation of the old man in the sheepskin jacket, he will kick Hua Jitian's chest completely and collapse again.

"Your physical fitness is much better than I imagined, the fifth level of martial arts, the body can reach this level, I really have never heard of it. The old man in the sheepskin jacket said.

"But you're going to die anyway. Hehe. The old man in the sheepskin jacket glanced at the black big sword in Hua Jitian's hand, and was a little excited, thinking that Hua Jitian still had a storage item on his body, and even a trace of abnormal blood flashed on his dark face.

The sheepskin jacket deliberately slowed down his movements, deliberately making Hua Jitian look at his feet, and little by little they were imprinted on his face.

"Nima, it stinks. A fishy stench wafted into Hua Jitian's nose, covering the smell of blood on his body.

The old man in the sheepskin jacket didn't know if he had a quirk, he seemed to have never taken a bath, from head to toe, dirty, and when he got closer, he could smell the smell of his body.

Fishy, smelly, smelly.

When his big foot was still 0.01 centimeter away from Hua Jitian's face, suddenly a loud roar came from the sky, and the sound was like an arrow, shooting at the old man in the sheepskin jacket.

"Get out. ”

The old man in the sheepskin jacket suddenly screamed, flew backwards, and then fell to the ground, also vomiting a mouthful of blood.

"Who is it that actually hurts people with an arrow? The old man in the sheepskin jacket was half-kneeling on the ground, his hands supported on his sides, like a slave who reported things in ancient times.

"Dealing with such a miscellaneous thing as you, and still hurting people with dark arrows?" There was a slightly vicissitudes of life voice sounded, very strange feeling, the voice was thick and lazy, as far as near, as if in the ears, as if in the heart, and as if in the sky.

The old man in the sheepskin jacket spat out another mouthful of blood, and was terrified, he didn't even know how this person hurt him, and he didn't know where this person was now.

The only thing he knew was that this person was many times more clever than his own skills, not an order of magnitude at all. The gap between him and this person is probably even bigger than the gap between Hua Jitian and him.

"I am from the Zhou family in Chang'an. The old man in the sheepskin jacket reported his origins, hoping to scare off the visitors, and if not to scare him away, at least he would not hurt him again.

"Chang'an Zhou family, hehe, what a big deal, but Nima, the people of the Chang'an Zhou family came to Lu Province, and they didn't know how to be a housekeeper, how can this be reasonable?"

"This is a private matter for us, and we don't need to inform you. The old man in the sheepskin jacket suddenly felt in his heart, it turned out to be the housekeeper of Lu Province.

"Is that right? Then I will change the rules now, in the future, when the people of the Zhou family in Chang'an come to Shandong and Henan provinces, they must inform them in advance, otherwise they will be killed. The voice was still lazy, but the words that came out were not.

"You stewards have no right to change what we have always agreed to as we have agreed. The old man in the sheepskin jacket was furious.

"Hehe, I didn't change it, I just targeted the Zhou family. Tell Zhou Wei that this rule will take effect immediately, if he doesn't accept it, come to me, and I'll break his other leg. ”

"You are ......," the old man in the sheepskin jacket was truly terrified when he heard this.

"Not bad. It's me. The voice said. For mobile phone users, please browse M. Reading for a better reading experience.