Hou Tianhui, the iron-winged eagle chasing the wind, said the word "good", immediately shrugged up and jumped up, fell down, and there was already a soft rod in his palm. Under the shadow of the stars and the moon, this soft stick shimmered and shining, but the thin old man was still moving forward with his bare hands, and Hou Tianhui, the iron-winged eagle chasing the wind, took two steps back, and said to the thin old man: "Friend, are you deliberately despising me Hou Tianhui? Since I have shown my blade, friend, you are still barehanded, can I Hou Tianhui be so not enough of a friend? You don't show your blade, I am willing to accompany you with my bare hands." "Speaking of which, put away this golden wire lock.

The thin old man laughed and said: "Old hero Hou, you are a fair friend, you have repeatedly given in, how can I not appreciate it." Speaking of this, he immediately stretched out his hand to his waist, and took out a crystal clear double-headed silver silk dragon stick, with a length of five feet and six inches, and the two ends were full of dragon heads, and the tongue was the tip of two sharp blades, and the whole body was made of thousand-year-old wisteria and silver wires, hair, and all the power of soft and hard. This blade is more different from the rod in that there is a barbed hook on the head of the dragon under the dragon. This kind of blade can be used as a club, a soft whip, a double-headed gun, and a stick, with different techniques.

As soon as this blade came out of this thin old man, Hou Tianhui, the iron-winged eagle chasing the wind, was stunned and said, "None other than Yan Zhao ......."

The thin old man didn't allow him to go any further, so he stopped him and said, "We don't need to talk about the family tree now, so who he is? Old hero Hou, you must know that my old man has always refused to greet the guy until he has to. As the saying goes: 'The shameful knife is hard to get into the sheath', since I have lit this guy, you can take the guy!"

Hou Tianhui, the wind-chasing iron-winged eagle, was already a little suspicious of this thin old man. This person's light skill is really outstanding, and in terms of his age and martial arts, he is quite similar to Yan Zhao Shuangxia. However, there are quite a few people like him on the spiritual path, and he can't be so arbitrary. When he arrived at this thin old man, he showed this blade, and he recognized this double-headed silver silk dragon stick, and he couldn't help but be surprised. This person is clearly Yan Zhao Shuangxia's second master, dwarf King Kong Lanhe, if it is really him, it is really bad. Although he has no contact with him and does not know him, he has a lot of connections with these two heroes in the division, and he is a fierce man who said the word "Yan Zhao", but fortunately this thin old man does not allow himself to speak, and stops his words back, which preserves his face for the time being. simply gave him a fool and pretended to be stupid, so he stopped asking questions, and shook the golden wire lock whip in his palm, and immediately said sharply: "Okay! Friend, I have a good intention, you have always refused to report 'Wan'er, even if you look down on my surname Hou." Nothing else, I'm going to ask a friend for advice on this silver silk dragon stick in your hand, what is the magic power?"

The thin man replied, "Please make a move!" and immediately took the double-headed silver silk dragon stick in his hand, and advanced with his left foot.

The wind-chasing iron-winged eagle also shook the golden wire lock in his hand, and also took a step through the door, and walked in. The two of them had now floated down in the middle of the street, and the street was silent without a sound, and although the two men were moving with their eyes, they still did not make a sound. These two times each opened the door, and sure enough, this kind of famous skill is different after all, and every move and style is amazing, which is extraordinary. The thin old man only circled and did not make a move, so as soon as he approached, he quickly avoided it. Three times in a row, the wind-chasing iron-winged eagle already understood that the thin man's head was deliberately making a move, and shouted continuously: "Hey, friend, why bother to be so petty, let's make a move!"

As soon as Hou Tianhui spoke, the thin old man said: "Then it is better to be respectful than to obey my fate, forgive me for being rude." Then he leaned forward, shook the double-headed silver silk dragon in his palm, and shook it straight, like a silver gun, the white snake spit out the letter, and the stick head ran to Hou Tianhui's chest and abdomen.

Hou Tianhui immediately shook the golden wire lock whip, put it on the thin old man's dragon stick, and hung it back. Hou Tianhui's wrist was full of breath, and he could take out the opponent's blade. Who knew that this thin old man was really superb in martial arts, and he immediately used the tricks of "withdrawing the chain" and "golden dragon swinging tail" with the wrist of Hou Tianhui, an iron-winged eagle chasing the wind, and immediately took the golden wire lock whip out of his hand.

Hou Tianhui saw that the situation was not good, so he hurriedly sent it forward, and used his skillful strength to unload the strength of the thin old man. Then he took a step back, turned his body slightly, and the golden wire lock whip turned his wrist to the right, and the whip of "Dapeng spread its wings" hit back. The thin old man twisted his body from the left to the back, and immediately changed the double-headed silver silk dragon rod in his palm, turning into an "oolong swinging tail" and "jade belt around the waist", rolled it back, and smashed it Hou Tianhui's golden wire lock whip.

These two blades are all soft and hard guys, mainly in smashing, pointing, entanglement, and tricking. However, this thin old man has more tricks with guns and sticks, and the changes are endless, and the ghosts and gods are unpredictable. In the two strokes, each body shape is unfolded, all of which are flying vertically and flexibly, jumping high and short, as fast as a shocking lightning and thunder, and more than a dozen moves have passed in an instant.

Hou Tianhui saw that his opponent was really not a mediocre person, so he tightened his tricks and used his one hundred and twenty-eight golden wire lock whips that had been invincible in the spiritual cultivation world for thirty years. The thin old man here refused to relax, and this strange-shaped blade in his palm was really unanimous and endlessly changing. This double-headed silver silk dragon stick is according to the seventy-two second-hand walker stick, which contains 36 ways of white ape marksmanship and Qingtian stick method, a move is like a move, a style is tight like a style, the virtual reality is unpredictable, jumping high and short, there is a pure and unique kung fu. In these two strokes, each of them will display the skills of the whole body, which is really an opponent in chess, and will meet good materials. On the street in front of this store, he changed his moves, and he used more than 20 moves in each of them.

The thin old man suddenly went to Hou Tianhui's front door a little empty, leaned to the side, and a flying bird threw himself into the forest, and jumped up to the opposite house. I saw this thin old man turn over with a harrier and beckoned below: "Old hero, your golden wire lock whip is extremely skilled, and you can't bow down to it." However, the terrain here is narrow, and the old hero Hou can't do what he has learned and show all the tricks he has studied. There is an open place outside the town, just ask the old hero Hou for advice, I want to lead the way. After speaking, without waiting for an answer, his body spread, leaping like a fly, galloping forward.

Hou Tianhui shouted: "The victory or defeat is not scored, the winner or the loss is not seen, where are you going?" immediately shrugged up as he spoke, and he was also as swift as a bird to follow and chase down.

Lying next to the shop here, the martial artist who watched was very surprised. This thin old man clearly didn't use all his martial arts, and there must be a reason for him to suddenly withdraw and leave.

Liu Fengchun and Sima Shouchang were not in the same place, and they were not allowed to greet each other, at this time, seeing the giant thief and the thin old man who drew a knife to help, he suddenly retreated and fled, Taiji Liu Fengchun slapped lightly, Sima Shouchang hurriedly shrugged and jumped forward, and asked in a low voice: "How is it?"

Liu Fengchun was about to answer, and suddenly flicked Sima Shouchang's sleeve lightly, and shouted in a low voice: "Silence!"

Sima Shouchang knew that Liu Wushi must have seen something, so he went down and bowed down. followed by a whooshing two black shadows jumping over the opposite house, falling to the top of the store, and then flying into the store. Looking at the situation, I am familiar with the road, and I seem to be familiar with the road in the store.

Here Sima Shouchang saw that the two night walkers had already entered the store, so he moved around, and there was a strange sound in his ears, followed by three more night walkers into the store.

Liu Fengchunrong and the three night walkers arrived inside, and whispered to Sima Shouchang: "Let's enter the store, I think these three people look like our people." I saw them in a trance when they came into the store, as if they had removed the white goose feathers from their sideburns, and we didn't care whether he was or not, so we simply went back to the house first. ”

Sima Shouchang nodded and said yes, and the two of them first looked around, and saw that there was no other movement, so they immediately took off the white goose feathers next to their temples and put them in their arms. Because it is known that all the undercover thieves in the store have left the store, there is no need to prevent the thieves from doing anything, but to guard against the store. In case it is touched by the husband sitting at night, the white goose feathers on the sideburns are easy to see even though they are in the dark. There are no markings on the sideburns, even if someone is lurking in the shadows, it is easy to phrase.

At this time, the two of them flew into the store one after another, and saw that the store was still dark at this time, but the two of them had already felt that the guests in each room were so frightened that they all crouched in the window and peeked out to observe the movement of the upper room. The two still pretended not to know, and went straight to the upper room, which was also guarded by lanterns.

The two of them reached the steps in front of the house, and when they heard the squeak of the shelter door, someone leaned over and whispered, "Hey, Mr. Liu, are you back?" ”

Liu Fengchun and Sima Shouchang hurriedly walked into the house. At this time, Sun Yugang also lit the lamp in the house, and Sima Shouchang and Liu Fengchun saw that all the dart masters who had gone out to chase the thief rushed back.

This group of martial artists was discussing in a low voice, and Wu Zongyi, the Zhenwei dart master, was also talking to everyone about what was going on. At this time, they told each other about the situation of chasing and shouting, and these groups of people saw about the same. Some were lured by the bandit to go around this Baifu Post for a week, and some were lured by the thin old man to chase around this shop for a while, and they didn't even see the face of the thin old man. It's just that one of them is the master of Zhenwei Wu Dart, but he made a move with the short and thin head of this spirit cultivator, and he didn't show his sword twice, because this thin old man has superb martial arts, and he has a strong palm, but he has made a punch, and he has a sense of retreat, and he can't tell whether he is an enemy or a friend.

The thin old man actually said lightly: "If you want to protect Zhenwei's plaque, wait for me at Dusong Pass, and take care of the original dart to return you to the original dart; Friend Wu, you should hurry back to the store to protect the red goods that have not been lost!"

At that time, Jiangnan Dart thought that he had been in the empire for more than ten years, and he was so planted here tonight, and he was really unwilling. Secretly, this cultivator who refuses to shine thousands of things, although he claims to draw his sword to help, and asks himself to wait for the marquis at Dusong Pass, and wants to return the red goods he has lost, he can't believe it so much. In case this person is deliberately teasing himself, he will spare his heels, and he will leave an endless laughing stock. Thinking of this, he asked this spiritual cultivator for his name, and this person seemed to be a little angry, and said in an old-timer tone: "My old man lives in the grass, the game empire, and he has always been good at taking care of this kind of unacceptable thing. If you want to ask me where I came from, and I don't have an alliance with you, why do I ask myself. My old man doesn't have time to tell you about his family tree, so go back and ask the boy surnamed Zhu, and he will tell you everything!"