On the Wende Bridge, I don't know when there were a few people from the Wuzhu Dart Bureau. The one in the middle, wearing a python forehead and a silver-edged ink pattern suit, is Xiao Jiuer Xiao Wuxiang!

From this point of view, they are undoubtedly looking at this side.

It must not be a good thing to be looked down upon by this evil. Fan Li drummed in his heart: "It's fun, this blue-eyed child won't be a person from the Wuzhu Dart Bureau, right?"

"What's so good about a few splashy fights?"

On the Wende Bridge, the middle-aged man standing side by side with Xiao Wuxiang looked dissatisfied. Only the two of them could clearly see the battle in the alley.

On the waist of the middle-aged man, the bright red heart knot is tied to a valuable jade pendant, showing that it is not low.

He wore a deerskin cover on his hands, a black canopy on his shoulders, and was covered in dust. He is tall but habitually hunched. The face that was almost half covered by the cloak was full of melancholy.

"Uncle Wu doesn't know, this ploppy fighting frame is much more interesting than cockfighting and dog fighting. Those who win are arrogant, those who lose are angry, and those who draw are not convinced.

Faces, sweet and sour, bitter and salty, all kinds of expressions come out in an instant. Every time Jiu'er sees this scene, she can't stop! ”

Xiao Wuxiang looked at the alley without blinking. There seems to be ink in the eyes, looming.

The corners of his feminine mouth gradually rose: "There are still a lot of people!" That curly hair is so good! It's rare to see people with this weapon! It's a fight, let's take a closer look! ”

"I'm not interested in splashing fights!" The fifth uncle said lightly.

"That's natural, my uncle is used to killing people and setting fires outside, and he must look down on this market brawl!"

Xiao Wuxiang smiled, and when he saw that the fifth uncle's face was angry, he hurriedly said, "Just kidding, don't take it seriously." Hah-"

His tone changed, and he sang in a brisk and changeable play: "Seeing the fifth uncle return home, my nephew is very happy!" I will not get drunk today—I will not return! ”

In the fifth uncle's worried face, a look of pampering was fleeting, and he said with a straight face: "Nonsense, what are children doing when they drink?"

The more the play is sung, the better, but the art of playing with the wind and moon is useless after all. It's okay to use your kung fu to study and practice martial arts......"

"Uncle taught me a lesson!"

Xiao Wuxiang smiled: "I still expect the fifth uncle to teach me a few more tricks!" Please—"

Fan Liyi pulled Ma Xiaohu: "Big and small eyes, there is a situation!"

"At the end of the strong crossbow, you can't wear Lu Mian!" Ma Xiaohu ignored him and muttered to himself.

The iron rod of the blue eye, dancing like a moon cover at the beginning, couldn't even see the body. Up to now, the strength has been noticeably sluggish. The trajectory of the dancing stick gradually becomes clear.

Ma Xiaohu's eyes were staring. Watch his spinning sticks get smaller and smaller, watch his shaking wrists grow slower and slower, watch his closed lips tremble slightly, watch his heaving chest seem to burst. Finally, looking at his sickly flushed face, it was a little darker.

"Almost! This kind of flail coiled dragon stick is very physically demanding. ”

Ma Xiaohu shouted: "Big bull toad, stop!" ”

Tian Geng looked back at Ma Xiaohu with angry eyes. Wu Qisheng was afraid of the young man's sneak attack, so he didn't dare to be careless.

The two of them were choked by the chain stick. At this stop, the bruises on his body suddenly showed pain.

The other side splashed and laughed. insulted Tian Geng and a few people for useless waste, and instigated the blue-eyed children to smash Huanglong!

Blue-eyed but powerless to pursue. He put his hands on his knees, and the trachea in his larynx made a "whirring" gasp. The look of pain on his face could not be concealed.

Ma Xiaohu waited for a while. The blue-eyed child did not get better after a moment's rest, but the condition became more and more serious.

Ma Xiaohu slowly stepped forward to confront him. Blue-eyed looked up at him, staring at each other, and the lightning strikes did not back down.

Ma Xiaohu carefully looked at his eyes. A pair of blue pupils, like a mirror, the image of himself emerges.

In the pupil, he seemed to enter a cold, windy and empty field. There was a tired young man who had nothing and was in a desperate situation, and he was alone with a few grinning teeth and a hungry wolf.

The boy was dressed in thin clothes and shivered from the cold. Sick, hungry, tired, exhausted. It's just that the fire is still burning in the eyes!

The flame was swaying and swaying by the howling wind. It's insignificant, but it just refuses to extinguish! And as long as the fire in his eyes has not been extinguished, the boy will never give up on survival.

He will fight! Fight with the sky, fight with the earth, fight with all things!

Fight, keep fighting, keep fighting!

Even if the flesh is ...... Teared and devoured by this cold sky, frozen ground, and vicious dogs!

"This blue-eyed ...... I must have just suffered a big accident! ”

Ma Xiaohu deeply felt his desperate state of mind and disobedient backbone. He looked at the blue eye in fascination, as if he were ...... Two years ago myself.

Subsequently, his figure and Blue-eyed slowly overlapped, overlapped, and finally ...... Combined.

Seeing that Ma Biao was distracted, Biyan leaned forward and was about to attack. Suddenly, his throat itched, and he covered his mouth with his fist and coughed violently.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

The dark red face was so congested and bright that the lungs almost vomited.

Ma Xiaohu's eyes gradually condensed, and he habitually slanted his mouth and smiled: "Between men, it's better to understand with your fists!" ”

clenched his iron fist and waved it closer: "Come on, Biyan'er, I'll weigh you with big eyes!" ”

After that violent cough, the blood in her whole body was excited, and she forcibly forced out a lot of potential.

He was a little refreshed and saw that Ma Xiaohu was alone. The iron rods are both short and short, and they are connected to form a single stick. Reach out to the other person and knock it,

"Damn—this can still be put together!"

Ma Xiaohu hugged his right hand and shrank sharply, but in his heart he scolded himself for rusting his body. The mouth is full of nonchalance and says, "Do you want to use a single stick to save physical strength?" It's all in vain, and you're going to lose it!"

Ma Xiaohu pounced. He knew in his heart that Biyan'er could suppress the asthma in his body, and he must rely on some kind of breathing method.

As long as you can get close, face to face with fists and feet. and it shall cause him to breathe and cause him to become sick.

Blue-Eyed stepped to his left, his iron rods cross-slashing. Left - right - horizontal - vertical, short stick "m" word hit. Once a combo is formed, the power is extraordinary!

"The soles of your feet are slippery, your stick is out of alignment, and your waist and arms are weak. The technique of striking is steady, accurate and ruthless, and it does not occupy any of them!"

Ma Xiaohu unfolded his footwork and even avoided the stick hit: "There are flaws all over the body, and it is very easy to break!"

Blue-eyed repeatedly missed. In a hurry, there is no ventilation. Ma Xiaohu jumped forward with a peek at the opportunity. A punch shook his arm and elbowed him to his chest.

The blue-eyed child's trachea and lungs are irritated, and he gasps and explodes. Take a few steps back and cough on your knees. Ma Xiaohu approached again, swinging his fist and slamming it.

Blue-eyed raised his fist to greet him. His eyes are like electricity, and his breath can be heard. The second fist roared, and everyone could clearly hear the sound of flesh and bone colliding.

Bang - Bang -

The battle of trapped beasts, do not give in to each other!

Ma Xiaohu slanted his mouth and bared his teeth. Moving to tear the palms of the hands. Blue-eyed was holding the iron rod in her left hand, and her entire right arm was trembling.

He hissed in his throat and raised his stick to rush again. Ma Xiaohu was too lazy to hide anymore, and secretly accumulated strength.

The waist is like a bow, and the legs are like springs. With his right foot, kick the iron rod away. The left foot rises and kicks the blue eye to the ground.

Fan Li cheered: "Good kick for Big and Small Eyes, avenge the four-eyed dog!"

"His mother, the first kick is off. It should have been his right wrist that kicked him out of his hand. ”

Ma Xiaohu slapped his thigh in pain: "Hey! The flesh is resurrected, and the martial arts are wasted! ”

Blue-eyed gasped on the ground for a long time, and stood up with a cane. Looking at Ma Xiaohu, he was already full of vigilance.

Smack. The single stick is again divided into double flails. Two short rods, chained together. A few silver bolts swept through the sunlight and caught under the armpits of the blue eye.

Ma Xiaohu frowned slightly.

Blue-eyed sneered. In an instant, the boss's stick flower was like a bloody mouth, attacking Ma Xiaohu in the upper, middle and lower three ways.

Ma Xiaohu opened his body, flashing left and right.

His eyes were steady, he could distinguish the stick's marks, and he forced his way around the back.

With his right hand wide open, he tried to grab the whirling stick. But when the lightning flashed, his fingers hurt like lightning and entered his heart.

It turned out that the stick was strong and fast by turning the momentum. Once blocked, a huge kinetic energy will be generated in an instant. Facing Ma Xiaohu's fingers grasping the stick, he flashed with a blow.

Blue-eyed guided the stick track along the force. Taking advantage of its pain, the combo flashed. Between the stones and fires, the sticks turned into snakes, and the bloody mouth was wide open to bite the opponent.

This technique breaks the enemy and is done in one go, which is a tried and tested trick in the nunchuck!

When Ma Xiaohu watched from the sidelines, he knew that this trick was powerful. His eyes are bright and alert as a wolf. At the moment when the finger is beaten, it does not retreat but advances. The whole body didn't care about it, and it rolled towards the boy.

seems to be sacrificing his life, but in fact, he is encircling Wei to save Zhao. Biyan refused to touch him and turned sideways to avoid it.

Ma Xiaohu rolled around and escaped from the "Shekou". Fingers flicked and hissed.

There is ridicule on the face of the blue-eyed, and the posture is set, and he is ready for battle.

"It hurts so much! No wonder several people can't help you! ”

Ma Xiaohu saw that this flail relied on the momentum of rotation, and the hitting power was more powerful than that of ordinary sticks. After the actual combat just now, I felt that this Qimen weapon was tricky.

"Big and small eyes, you don't have to suffer too much one-on-one, then!"

Dai Yufo threw his brother's brick at Ma Xiaohu: "Smash him!"

"Oh, do you smash him or me?"

Ma Xiaohu flashed anxiously, rolled his eyes and said: "He's sick and dying, the guy doesn't need to be so ruthless, find a gentler ......"

Seeing this, the opposite splash exploded the pot:

"You can't do it! If you can't beat it, surrender quickly! ”

"The hero's dragon stick is unparalleled in the world, you can't win!"

Boo! However, Ma Xiaohu's daily tiger power is still there, and the Gan brothers are booing, but they don't dare to say abusive words.

"What are you anxious about, miscellaneous pieces?"

Ma Xiaohu slanted his mouth and smiled: "It's easy to break this flail...... Which of you threw this boy's cloak on me? ”

"Here you go!"

Fan Li threw away the red coat. The color of the blue eyes changes slightly. Ma Xiaohu said "hey", his coat rolled up and pulled, waving and rushing towards him.

The blue-eyed dancing stick meets the attack. But the outer fabric is soft. As soon as the stick clothes were handed over, the trajectory of the whirling stick was instantly disturbed. The blue eyes can't dance the stick flower, and the chain stick advantage is gone.

Ma Xiaohu waved his clothes with his right hand, turned his left fist into a claw, and waited for an opportunity to move.

Biyan'er passively retreated, grabbed his coat with his left hand, and stabbed with a stick in his right hand.

"Yikes!"

Two low roars. Ma Xiaohu stretched his claws like pliers, tightening his wrists. The four attacking eyeballs stared at each other closely.

With a snap, the two of them kneeled at the same time, and their strong bodies were numb.

Ma Xiaohu noticed that Biyan'er's hand strength had become smaller. Knowing that he was breathing disorderly at the same time, he couldn't suppress his wheezing. "Hey", his head was like hitting a bell, and he snorted the bridge of his nose. It is one of the softest parts of the human body, and it must react when it is injured!

Blue-eyed covered her nose and retreated. Ma Xiaohu took advantage of the situation to snatch the iron rod and kicked him away. Then he threw a stick on his forehead, and immediately bruised him.

"Good eyeball!"

The applause of the partners behind him surged, and the opposite side was silent. Ma Xiaohu made a gesture: "How about this red silk broken dragon?" ”

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