Ding Qi stepped aside and said, "You are also the leader of a gang, and our hall master will meet you personally!"

Zhang Laohu scolded: "What is Lai Si's dog-day-to-day in front of Lao Tzu, and he is still the hall master, I'm sorry!"

He felt that his martial arts swept Lai Siding Qi, and the two little ruffians in these four directions dared to come to him to break ground, and he didn't beat them to their knees and call him grandpa, he was incompetent. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

No, I just beat my grandfather where is enough, I have to pump their tendons, pick their skins, and they are fat, and the little gangsters dare to come to his Demon King Castle to pull out their beards.

A person walked in slowly at the door, dressed in a green robe, not tall, and wearing a silver mask on her face, but even if she didn't say anything or do anything, Zhang Laohu's eyes narrowed.

This person is not Lai Si.

This person is more powerful than Lai Si.

This man is unfathomable!

Zhang Laohu had some doubts in his heart, and he shouted: "Who are you?"

Ding Qi laughed and said: "Zhang Sick Cat, you are not only a sick cat, but also stupid, didn't your seventh grandfather tell you just now, this is our hall master!"

"What hall?" Zhang Laohu thought to himself, the gangsters from all over the world also put gold on their faces, what is not dignified.

Ding Qidao: "I'll open your eyes today, this is our Wanyu Hall Master Yan Qing Lei Yan Hall Master." The good things that your Demon King Castle has done have been clearly investigated by our hall master, and it just so happens that our Wanyu Hall is newly built, although your sick cat has no weight, and the Demon King Castle has no prestige, but it is used to open for us, try it, or reluctantly. ”

Zhang Laohu was so angry that he smoked, this kid wearing a silver mask didn't look very old, he seemed to be a teenager, he was proud of his identity, and the knife in his hand did not greet Yan Qingrui, but attacked Ding Qi.

The whirring sword wind is somewhat powerful.

can become the leader of a gang, and martial arts are naturally passable.

Ding Qi was just stunned when he followed Lai Si before, he didn't face Zhang Laohu head-on, and his momentum was a little weak, Yan Qingrui took a diagonal step, stretched out lightly, and cut a palm to Zhang Laohu's wrist.

There is a way that as soon as a famous person stretches out his hand, he knows if there is one, although Yan Qingrui is just such a block, Zhang Laohu suddenly felt like a big enemy, and did not dare to attack Ding Qi again, and the big knife turned obliquely, and attacked Yan Qingrui, and the attack was fierce and fierce.

Ding Qi took a step back to get out of the way, Zhang Laohu's knife opened and closed, bringing the sound of whirring wind, Yan Qingrui's body was as light as a swallow, like a gust of wind in the knife wind, like a leaf.

Zhang Laohu's knife danced into a white light, but it couldn't even touch a piece of Yan Qingrui's clothes.

Ding Qi had long known that Boss Yan's kung fu was good, but now that he was so agile that he was still amazed.

After only a dozen moves, Zhang Laohu knew that the general trend was gone, this young man looked young, but the calm and calm in his eyes, the flexibility and sophistication of his skills, and the ruthlessness and precision of his moves were the most unfathomable among the people he had ever seen.

Every move, every style, if he doesn't make a move, he will be enough, and once he makes a move, he will inevitably force himself to protect himself. He was empty-handed, and he had a knife in his hand, but he was suppressed so that he had no chance to breathe at all, which made the cowardice in his heart rise one by one, and the sweat on his forehead also flowed down one by one.

In the seventeenth move, Yan Qingrui slashed his wrist with one palm, and the knife in Zhang Laohu's hand could no longer be held, and fell to the ground with a thud.