Du Dazhi's white-haired figure is majestic, his back is straight, reflecting the headlights of the car like a mountain, and the three crooked melon and cracked jujube apprentices followed closely behind, slowly scattering, faintly surrounding the Longjiang River, forming a half-moon-shaped encirclement,

Long Jiang squinted at the dazzling light, not caring at all, with the glow button, no matter how awesome the person is, there is nothing to hide, it is obvious that several people are empty-handed, there is no one else in the car at all, just a few living people, he is afraid of a bird,

In the dead of night, except for a few frog calls, there is no movement around, only the wilderness, the night wind blows through the weeds in the courtyard, making a strange sound, Longjiang is alone, facing the four strange Confucius in front of the Xueliang headlights, a yellow face without a trace of expression, more and more calm, calm, just with this courage, it is very admirable,

"Master, he's not the black-faced bearded guy in the photo," it took a few seconds to take the photo, and Da Mao seemed to have suddenly discovered a Yan zhòng question, and he buzzed and shouted,

Stammered and glared back at Da Mao: "Master said, said, spoke, don't, don't always interject, interject,"

Da Mao shook his muscular arms, stared at the bull's eyes, looked at the back of his stammering ridiculous head, and shouted in a rough voice: "Stammer, you dare to say a word of again, believe it or not, I will poke you to death with a kick,"

The only six sons who didn't speak couldn't hold it back, just about to speak, but the mood was agitated, the radish dumplings that were called for dinner at night suddenly dissolved, the dantian was hot, the back door was relaxed, "no", there was a big fart in the empty night sky,

Da Mao and Stutter couldn't hold back anymore after listening to it, and they were happy to eat and eat.

Du Dazhi's heart is blocked, the aura that has been carefully shaped by the solemn appearance has been destroyed by a few living treasure apprentices, and he was really blind when he accepted his apprentices.

He coughed a few times, looked Long Jiang's figure up and down, and said in a deep voice: "Ahem, my eldest disciple Tan Wu is not good at learning and art, and he died in the hands of your fellow disciples.

Longjiang turned over the glow of a few people, looking at the good and evil strips on the heads of these people, they are not evildoers, less black and more white, and the murderous intent in the heart is omitted, listening to what Du Dazhi said, he said with a serious smile: "I am the eighth elder of the Yulongmen, and the black-faced one is my senior brother and the sixth, he can't come back from going abroad if he has something, I will carry it, don't talk nonsense, you are coming together, or wheel warfare, hurry up, don't delay my sleep,"

Although these words are very crazy, but Long Jiang is still a little drumming in his heart, the scene of the last time he tried to fight with Tan Wu and Hong Gang is vivid, these people in the martial arts of the rivers and lakes have been fighting all their lives, and their fists are strong, and they can make Longjiang full of martial arts at any time, and they will enter a beautiful state of being half-paralyzed and unable to take care of themselves.

Long Jiang was his mouth, but he secretly staggered under his feet, standing in a non-chosen, fully prepared in his heart, in case it was not right, it was the best policy to run away.

Anyway, the biggest reliance is in hand, what are you afraid of, the two "injury" and "damage" word buttons on the light blue virtual screen lit up early, and more than 90,000 evil energies were eager to try, just waiting for an opportunity to pierce the night sky, gorgeous debut, and escape with one blow,

"Junior, didn't your master teach you how to speak, why don't you talk about the rules of the rivers and lakes at all," Du Dazhi was choked by Long Jiang's words, the martial arts rivers and lakes have their own set of rules, no matter how big the grudge, every question and answer is in the rules, this can be called a person in the martial arts,

Listening to Longjiang's speech, his tone was arrogant, especially wanting to pick more, this is the biggest insult to the face of a head of the rivers and lakes, Du Dazhi is sixty-one, a generation of martial arts celebrities, a lifetime of ups and downs, has experienced a lot, and he is also so angry that his eyes turn white, and the blood is gushing up,

Poke foot flip door passed to his generation, although there are few people, there are no too good apprentices, but as an important force in the south and north legs, flip boxing has always occupied a place in the martial arts.

As the master of a sect, he is respected in the northern martial arts, if he hadn't gotten the news in advance, he would have brought someone to the door long ago, taking care of Longjiang's sharp connections in Liuyuan.

Fighting in the middle of the night, sneaky, and losing his light, he was despised by an apprentice of the Jianghu sect who had never heard of it at all, and of course his heart was angry.

Several of his apprentices were also shouted angrily, and they all rushed to get up, but they were stopped by Du Dazhi: "Da Mao, you go up, on behalf of the disciples in the door, ask this master for advice,"

"Damn, I saw that this kid was not pleasing to the eye, what to pretend, Master, you wait, I'll poke him into a liquid with one kick," Da Mao took off his half-sleeved placket and threw it to Liuzi, revealing his shuttlecock meat and chest hair, screaming in his mouth, and posing a fist starter, with a wrong step, he turned up and poked down, and attacked Longjiang fiercely,

Long Jiang fought with Tan Wu half a month ago, "as soon as I saw my ass drop, it was to poke my feet", his attack was sharp, his feet were fierce, and his speed was extremely fast, especially Tan Wu's kick before he died, Long Jiang was knocked to the ground, and the scene of the marble being poked next to his face was shattered and flying, which left a deep impression on him.

Pull your legs and run,

Yuexingxi, the headlights are like snow, and in the empty material warehouse, Du Da led a group of apprentices, his eyes widened, and he was planning to study the martial arts sect in Longjiang, hoping to unlock the secret of Tan Wu's killing, but when he saw such a strange scene, everyone was stunned,

The black-faced man can kill Tan Wu, his martial arts are quite level, as his senior brother, this yellow-faced Wang Xiaotian is estimated to be wrong, so Da Mao came up and showed his most proud set of punches and feet.

I didn't want him to hit all his fists and feet into the air, and when he saw that Long Jiang had already run out four or five steps, he was so angry that he stomped his feet and scolded, and chased after him.

"Why don't you come back to me, run a fart, don't run if you have a kind,"

Late night about fighting, responding to the enemy alone, itself is a bit abnormal, the incision of the rivers and lakes has been crossed, one does not see the face, and the foot is run, it is even more abnormal, a lifetime of experience in the rivers and lakes makes Du Dazhi a little vigilant, seeing that Da Mao chased up, he hurriedly reminded: "Da Mao be careful, don't chase,"

In the midst of the mosquito flying, Da Mao's nonchalant voice came: "Master, it's okay, watch me poke him to death a deflated calf,"

Before the words fell, the mutation protruded, and I didn't see how Longjiang moved, and there was a shout of Da Mao's "What the hell," from afar, and a man who stumbled, who was still jumping around just now, shouting and scolding, poofed, turned to the ground, kicked his legs and feet a few times, and there was no movement again.

Long Jiang took back the thumb Shaoshang gun, the collector was upgraded to the fourth level, and the shooting distance was greatly increased, it was originally about one meter, but now it has developed to three and a half meters away, just two steps and a half distance between adults, just turned around and shot, right in the middle of the big hair dumb door, 400 evil energy, and fainted in pain all of a sudden,

"Da Mao," Du Dazhi was full of excitement, his scalp was fried, he met a master, he didn't see how Longjiang put down people just now, but as soon as he turned around, people fell,

"Master, there is a hidden weapon," the sixth son was a little scared, and pulled out a unique weapon that poked the foot door, a large cigarette pouch half a meter long,

"Master, master, demon, demon, demon law," the stammering is closest to Da Mao, and he can see it very clearly, Long Jiang's arm moved slightly, his palm didn't turn over, Da Mao fell, how can there be any hidden weapon, it is clearly a legendary spell,

"Stammering, sixth son, hurry up and get in the car, hurry," Seeing that in the dark night, Long Jiang walked calmly step by step, Du Dazhi's arm shrank, and two small steel cigarette pouches fell into his hands, giving orders to the two apprentices,

Among the three of them, Da Mao's martial arts are the highest, and after stammering and six sons, Da Mao was put down in front of him, and these two people are even more in vain, it is better to hurry into the car, one is not right, so as to leave some incense for the teacher,

In the middle of the night, the yang energy is the weakest, and the yin energy is strong, with the help of the car headlights, Master Du saw the lifeless face of Longjiang approaching step by step, a wisp of cold air came out, the hair on his back stood up, and he saw that the two apprentices were stunned and did not move, and yelled angrily: "Hurry up,"

Under the master's prestige, stammering and Liuzi subconsciously turned around and ran towards the Jetta car,

In the woods on the right side of the storehouse, a few sleeping crows suddenly startled, the night sky hovered in terror, and let out a "quack" scream, a large cloud covered the moon, the night wind suddenly rose, and the night frog seemed to be choked by someone, and suddenly stopped,

Lao Su's hurried reminder voice came from the Longjiang air headset: "Big brother, something is wrong around, I heard the sound of a motorcycle just now, it seems that someone is coming, don't pay attention," There are others, there is an ambush, Longjiang's heart is cold, he stopped moving forward, and his eyes are looking around quickly,

"Hum, hum" a few rapid sounds, several things flashing with cold cold light in the dark night, suddenly shot from behind several people, Du Dazhi reacted very quickly, "ding" twice, two stainless steel crossbow arrows shot at the back were knocked away by the big tobacco pouch, flying into the air,

Looking up again, Du Dazhi was horrified, only to see the stammering and six sons looking back at the master, and the other struggling to take two steps forward, the two of them turned over at the same time and fell to the ground.

There were two people in the back to block the first wave of attacks, Long Jiang was not injured, he turned around with the help of the headlights to see clearly, the half-foot-long crossbow arrow from the back of the stammering and six sons came out, the eyes of the two were wide open, but there was no life,

The sound of a bowstring sounded again in the night sky,

Long Jiang got up and ran, and Yu Guang saw that Du Dazhi had just turned around sharply, knocking off a few crossbow arrows that were shooting rapidly, but he heard a few soft sounds not far away, which was obviously different from bows and arrows, what is this,

Without waiting for Long Jiang to react, he saw Du Dazhi's body behind him suddenly slammed, and a few blood flowers suddenly splashed on his chest, as if his body was pulled by an invisible silk thread, his mouth was wide open, and his eyes looked at Long Jiang, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it, but like a ridiculous stake, he fell to the ground.