Li Qiu's eyes moved slightly, and this beggar who was suspected of being Yan Zhenbei suddenly turned into the long alley, and he should have found that he was following.

Li Qiu felt even more suspicious, and after a little thought, he stepped forward and followed, he wanted to get the Black Tiger Curse.

There is no conflict between the exercises and the exercises, and one person can practice several exercises at the same time, but the time and energy spent is not as cost-effective as practicing one exercise.

He has the Source Force Panel, so naturally he doesn't have to worry about this, and he can also fuse several exercises into a new and stronger one.

It is very necessary to practice a superior exercise or even a supreme exercise.

It is impossible for him to stay in Shangjiang City for the rest of his life, and if he wants to become the strongest in the world, sooner or later he will have to compete with those martial artists who are from a big faction and have practiced supreme martial arts, and even the son of a martial saint who is known as invincible in the same period.

Originally, he had already taken a big disadvantage because of the bloodline problem, and he didn't have a passable technique, so what did he use to compete with others in the martial artists of the same realm.

Although as long as he has source power, he can quickly break through the realm with his source force talent.

But he also spent the same source power to increase the same strength, why didn't he be invincible in the same realm or even jump into battle, and chose to rely on a realm higher than others to tie with others.

With the same strength, one is an invincible warrior in the same realm, and the other is a warrior with mediocre combat power, no matter how you say it, the former is more attractive than the latter.

Li Qiu followed behind the tall and thin beggar, and the two entered the long alley one after the other.

In the long alley, the tall and thin beggar walked not far, and suddenly turned around, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Li Qiudao with a smile on his face.

"I don't know what this son has been doing with me, a beggar?"

Li Qiu's eyes were cold, and he chuckled

"I've never seen a beggar with no greasy hair and no stench on his body. ”

The tall and thin beggar's face did not change.

"I only recently came out to be a beggar, and I dressed up as a beggar to get some more copper coins, so for the time being, I don't have the greasy and smelly smell you said. ”

"Coming out to be a beggar, waging his tail and begging for mercy from others, losing face, must be forced by life, and he has no choice but to do this because he can't eat?"

A touch of irony appeared on Li Qiu's face.

"Of course. The tall and thin beggar replied.

"In that case, then I asked Xiao Er to give you steamed buns, why didn't you even eat half of the steamed buns, and looked at the steamed buns with a disgusted look after Xiao Er left?"

"It's ...... you"

The tall and thin beggar's face was gloomy, but in an instant he returned to normal and changed to a smiling face again.

"It turned out that you were kind enough to give me steamed buns, although I became a beggar, but I have only been a beggar for a few days, and I haven't gotten used to eating dirty steamed buns, so I'm really sorry to waste a piece of childe's kindness. ”

The tall and thin beggar replied fluently, and there was not the slightest flaw in his words.

Li Qiu's expression was cold, and he didn't bother to quibble with him anymore, so he snorted coldly.

"In a few days? I see you've only been a beggar since this morning. ”

"I didn't expect that the notorious owner of Feiyun Village would actually fall to the side of the street as a beggar, I don't know what to think of your original brothers and villagers. ”

"Enough!"

Yan Zhenbei looked annoyed, his eyes stared at Li Qiu, and a blazing killing intent appeared in his eyes.

"Little brute, you are looking for death!"

He shouted fiercely, and his feet were like arrows off the string,

The fist was fierce, like a fierce tiger roaring in the mountains and forests, and it came towards Li Qiu.

Li Qiu's eyes moved slightly, and his mind was shocked, but he found that Yan Zhenbei was only powerful in his fists, and the speed of the body that came to him was not as fast as that of a martial artist in the early stage of the bone strengthening stage.

Li Qiu took a step forward and swung his fist at Yan Zhenbei as well.

Yan Zhenbei's face changed greatly when he saw the power and speed of this punch.

"Bone Strengthening Stage Martial Artist!"

"How is that possible?"

Bang!

Without waiting for him to react, the fists of the two collided fiercely, and the air exploded with a loud noise, and a circle of small waves of air exploded between the fists of the two!

Yan Zhenbei, who looked frightened, flew upside down, flew more than a dozen steps away and fell heavily to the ground.

Li Qiu's expression was indifferent, and he slowly retracted his fists, and his heart moved slightly.

Yan Zhenbei really has a problem, and his strength has actually fallen to the meat training period.

It should have something to do with his current thin appearance.

Yan Zhenbei looked incredulous, got up from the ground and turned around to flee.

Although Yan Zhenbei's strength fell to the meat training period, his physical strength did not change, and after falling into the downwind with Li Qiu, the injury was not serious.

But now that he only has such strength, wanting to escape in front of Li Qiu is tantamount to a fool's dream.

Li Qiu's feet moved, his body looked like a ghost and straddled more than a dozen steps, and in an instant, he caught up with Yan Zhenbei and punched him.

Yan Zhenbei was forced to turn around and punch out helplessly, and punched Li Qiu again, and was slammed to the ground by the surging force from the fist.

Click!

The stone slabs paving the road on the ground were instantly smashed apart by Yan Zhenbei's body, and dust rose everywhere.

He looked pained, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and wanted to get up and fight again.

Bang!

A dull sound sounded in the long secluded alley.

Li Qiu kicked Yan Zhenbei hard in the head, knocking him unconscious.

He found that Yan Zhenbei's bones were excessively hard, far beyond his tempering of the bones.

It seems that the Black Tiger Ritual should mainly be to temper the bones of the whole body of the human body.

It is conceivable that if Yan Zhenbei's strength recovers, and he collides with him again with fists or fists and feet, he will definitely be injured.

It's like with the same force, one with a wooden hammer and the other with an iron hammer to hit someone, of course, the hammer is more powerful and does more damage.

Li Qiu picked up the unconscious Yan Zhenbei, looked left and right, and rushed to a certain direction in the city.

After he worshipped Chen Mao as his teacher, many wealthy merchants in the city sent him gifts to befriend him, including several good mansions.

It's just that he usually lives in the martial arts hall and doesn't need it.

I haven't looked at those houses since I confirmed the location.

One of them was not far from here, and he planned to take Yan Zhenbei there and torture the Black Tiger Scripture.

On the way, Li Qiu remembered Yan Zhenbei's method of hiding disguised as a beggar, and he actually felt very clever.

The soldiers and catchers were busy searching the hidden corners of the city, and anyone who would look at the ragged and unkempt beggars on the side of the street would glance at them.

Even if he saw it, he would immediately look away, because Yan Zhenbei's size at this time was really difficult for people to contact the burly and terrifying owner of Feiyun Village.

Even the bare skinny hands and feet looked like a person who had practiced martial arts, more like a beggar who claimed to be hungry and hadn't eaten for a few days.

This morning, I don't know how many hurried soldiers and catchers passed by Yan Zhenbei, but none of them found him.

It's a pity that Yan Zhenbei didn't do it thoroughly enough, and he still saw the flaws.

If he had put some oil in his hair, rolled it in the gutter, and acted more like some beggar who had been hungry for days without eating, he would not have found out.