In the short time that Xu Buling and Song Ying were fighting, the golden wire in Jia's father-in-law's hand had already formed a spider web on the side of the square.

Zhu Liu's right arm was opened three times, and his combat power was damaged, and it was difficult to get close to Jia's father-in-law, but Jia's father-in-law couldn't kill Zhu Liu for a while.

Father-in-law Jia came out this time to help the Investigation Department solve the trouble, naturally to see how the chief officer of the Investigation Department arranged, and when he heard Song Ying's words, he stopped and exchanged battlefield ...... with Song Ying

"Tang Jiao! Take your life! ”

Song Ying avoided the battle, Xu Buling naturally couldn't chase and kill, and according to the original purpose, he rushed to Tang Jiao who had already run to the outside with his bare hands.

Although it is not a life-and-death fight with Song Ying, but the killing moves that the two of them obviously used, but they didn't use swords, and when they reached the realm of the grandmaster, they could poke people to death with their fingers, and both sides didn't use weapons to fight their fists and feet, so there was nothing to say about victory.

Although he didn't see the action clearly, Song Ying obviously suffered a loss in the two rushes, not to mention anything else, at least in terms of hard power and basic skills, Song Ying was obviously weaker than Xu Buling, which was enough to determine whether he won or lost.

Tang Jiao saw Song Ying running away, he was shocked and incredulous, Fang Cai was still afraid of Xu Buling's identity and didn't dare to make a move, but now he didn't even have the idea of doing it, so he turned around and ran behind Zhuangzi.

Many onlookers saw the famous Song Ying, who avoided the battle and pinched the sword saint Zhu Liu as a soft persimmon, and there was only unbelievable left in their eyes.

Xu Buling strode forward, chasing and killing Tang Jiao who was fleeing, and before he took ten steps, a bone-chilling air appeared on his side, and a big sleeve swept over silently, and he realized that he was already close to the front.

Xu Buling faced Gonggong Jia, but he didn't have the slightest contempt, and his backhand five fingers were like hooks, and he grabbed the arm in the sleeve robe directly.

But Xu Buling is only in his early twenties, and he beat Song Yingdu, is this a true immortal?

However, after the scene, it slightly brought the onlookers back to their senses, although Xu Buling is still very strong, but at least he is still a mortal like everyone else, and he has weaknesses.

The wide sleeved robe blocked the view, and before Xu Buling could grab Jia's arm, he saw a knife poking out from under the sleeve, piercing the heart of the chest, as fast as thunder.

Xu Buling immediately withdrew his hand and retreated, but as soon as he withdrew half a step, a huge pulling force came from his wrist and pulled him back.

When Xu Buling faced Chen Daozi, a sleeve of his robe was fanned over, like an iron plate, and there was an indescribable dark energy in it.

And now a claw probed into the sleeve robe swept by Grandpa Jia, but it seemed that he hadn't touched anything, if it weren't for the touch of the fabric on his fingers, Xu Buling would have thought that he had caught a void.

The red rope collapsed straight in the wind and snow, and the other end was tied to Xu Buling's right wrist, creating a red mark.

Xu Buling broke the string on his wrist with force, took two steps back slightly, and put on a fist fight.

Xu Buling's eyes changed slightly, he raised his left hand to catch the hand knife, and forcibly charged his strength to pop it back, before he pulled himself out of front of Gonggong Jia and landed three zhang away.

Father-in-law Jia stood in place, not pursuing, but holding a thin rope in his left hand.

Xu Buling frowned slightly: "I have a weapon, so naturally I won't use my hands to grab it, and Gonggong Jia seems to be invincible." ”

Father-in-law Jia pondered for a moment, this is the truth, and immediately loosened the string, and shook his sleeve robe to reveal his dry hands:

Father-in-law Jia was still plain and bland, and said slowly:

"His Royal Highness, if you change it to gold wire, your right hand is gone, admit defeat, and the old slave can help Lord Song with something."

Grandpa Jia nodded, smiling peacefully.

Bang –

"Since His Royal Highness the Prince is interested, the old slave will accompany the Prince to make two moves, Tang Jiao is loyal to the court, and it is not easy to kill the Prince, how about sparing him for the time being?"

Xu Buling was engrossed in his attention and said softly: "If you can block me, you naturally can't kill him." ”

The sound was so loud that it almost swept away a curtain of snow from the gravel on the ground.

Gonggong Jia was serving the Son of Heaven in the palace, and he may not have shown a nervous and surprised expression on his face in his life, but the same is true at this time, his sleeves were gently raised, and he swept away the snow foam and gravel that came to his face, took half a step back, and sighed in a male duck voice:

As always, it is like thunder.

Xu Buling's boots shook the already broken ground again, and his speed increased to the extreme, detouring from the left side, his right leg swept up the gravel and snow on the ground, and kicked at Jia's father-in-law.

It's just that Father-in-law Jia took a step back, no more, no less, just right, the hem of the red robe brushed the soles of his shoes, except for a few swings with the wind, there was not even a little smudge, and he obviously didn't kick it.

After Xu Buling swept his leg against the ground, he got up and approached Jia's side with both fists, and the fist wind hunting made an explosion, showing a terrifying momentum before he got close.

"You young people, you always like to get along with the floor when you fight, it's okay to win the battle, but if you lose the battle, you have to repair the yard for others, which hurts the silver and spoils things......"

While speaking, Xu Buling's sweep had already crossed Jia's father-in-law's next plate.

Bang—

Hit with precision in one hit.

"It's good strength, but it has to be used in a place, and the prince hasn't touched our house yet, so he will go all out and waste a lot of physical strength, and it won't last long......"

Jia Gonggong turned sideways, his chest was pressed against his fist, and when Xu Buling was about to change his move and prepare to elbow him, his right hand was like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, and he nodded under Xu Buling's ribs.

Xu Buling gritted his teeth, fought hard and resisted, and smashed the elbow blow.

This time he finally ran into someone, but Grandpa Jia took it as soon as he touched it, retreated back with the powerful wrinkles, and landed lightly away from the distance, unharmed, and shook his head:

Xu Buling only felt a sharp pain in his ribs, as if he had been stabbed, and he was almost angry on the spot.

"Hah—"

Xu Buling did not move his body at all, but he was poked a little hard under the ribs, and even his breath was slightly disordered.

After the blow, Xu Buling stopped and did not pursue.

"It's too rigid and easy to break, it's better to hit a hundred ruthlessly, it's better to be accurate, killing is just a once, it's useless to make so many shows."

Father-in-law Jia always likes to say something when he sees people fighting, but what he says is by no means ridicule or ridicule, but more like an evaluation and guidance to the younger generations of martial artists.

Xu Buling's face became a little serious, and he rarely saw the bottleneck in front of him clearly.

He grew up in the border army since he was a child, and he paid attention to opening and closing the enemy in battle formations, seeking the quantity of the enemy rather than the quality, and there was no difference between cutting off his head and cutting off his legs on the battlefield.

If it is said that hitting Chen Daozi is a cannon hitting mosquitoes, although it is powerful and has nowhere to go, it can at least be blindfolded twice.

Hitting Jia's father-in-law is completely like a cannon hitting the air, and it is meaningless if you can't hit it with the power of the gods.

But this truth is easy to understand, and it is obviously difficult to climb to the sky, and I am afraid that Zhu Liu's sword has touched the essence.

Xu Buling did not rush forward anymore, staring at Father-in-law Jia with full attention, and after a while, suddenly the momentum was full of momentum, standing up straight, standing up with one palm in front of him, the tip of his nose, the tip of his hand, and Father-in-law Jia formed a line at three points.

But this way of fighting the enemy is obviously very different from fighting with martial artists. His own martial arts are not weak, but compared with the precision of Jia's father-in-law, it is a little too rough.

What Jia Gonggong said is not unreasonable, killing people is a matter of time to put it bluntly, the problem of hitting and not being able to hit, and other false tricks are just embroidered legs for this auxiliary fist.

Jia's martial arts are obviously derived from the 'Eighteen Dips in Clothes', and it is estimated that the only way to break the tricks on the rivers and lakes is Wudang's Baguazhang, and Xu Buling will not know Baguazhang, so the only way left is to defeat magic with magic.

Xu Buling was able to see Jia's father-in-law's way so quickly, and also found a way to deal with it from the martial arts he had learned, and Jia's father-in-law was indeed amazed at his understanding, but since Jia's father-in-law learned from his strengths and weaknesses and became his own faction, the techniques he learned must be more powerful than 'Eighteen Dips in Clothes', and he shook his head at the moment and said:

Father-in-law Jia squinted his eyes slightly and nodded lightly: "Eighteen dips in clothes, the prince is very perceptive." ”

The so-called 'eighteen dips in clothes' is a relatively rare short move on the rivers and lakes, paying attention to 'withdrawing and changing the shadow, taking advantage of the momentum, detaching and shifting, avoiding the front and hiding the sharp, hitting the right with oblique, and controlling the clumsy with skill'. In the life-and-death struggle, pay attention to grasping the fleeting flaws, eliminate the fight at the same time, and fight hard.

"No matter how many variables there are, killing people is just a matter of one thing."

When Father-in-law Jia heard this, he smiled a little:

"However, the old slave's 'thousand-layer miasma' has a total of seventy-seven and forty-nine variables, and the son of the world may not be able to cope with it."

Xu Buling stepped forward slowly, and Yu Guang paid attention to the tips of Jia's shoulders and shoes, and said calmly:

Father-in-law Jia raised his arm lightly and held Xu Buling's palm.

Xu Buling quickly picked off Father-in-law Jia's arm with his left hand, and at the same time pinned Father-in-law Jia's right foot with his left foot, withdrew his right palm, and slapped his palm at a stone's throw to Father-in-law Jia's chest.

"It's really a good seedling to practice martial arts, it's a pity, he was born in a princely family, otherwise Zuo Zhexian's name of 'unique for a thousand years' will end in contemporary times."

Xu Buling didn't answer again, and slowly approached Gonggong Jia, seeing that they were one and a half steps away from each other, about an arm's length, he suddenly struck out, and feinted to attack Gonggong Jia's face with his right hand.

"It's ingenious, it's not advisable."

As he spoke, his right arm stepped up, touched Xu Buling's right arm, and squeezed it to the side, causing Xu Bulin's body to tilt sideways, and he directly broke the move.

At this tricky moment, the palm blow was shot with inch, far less terrifying and powerful than before, and there was not even a sound, but the strength was not much weaker.

It's just that Father-in-law Jia is an expert in this way, and after seeing through this move, he sighed softly:

However, this encounter did not end there.

At the same time that Jia Gonggong raised his hand, his toes hooked Xu Buling's hind legs, and his left palm slapped Xu Buling's back sideways, and his hands and feet joined forces to directly throw Xu Buling out.

If the martial arts fight is broken, it will inevitably be countered.

The moment Xu Buling fell to the ground, his fingers tapped the ground, and with the help of his strength, he kicked Jia's father-in-law's abdomen, and at the same time supported the ground with one palm, and his left hand was like an eagle's claw, grabbing Jia's father-in-law's ankle.

"Huh?"

This time, Father-in-law Jia finally showed a little surprise.