Li Shixun looked directly at Taro Takahashi in front of him, and suddenly asked coldly: "What about your grandfather, call him out!" "He doesn't bother to do anything with this junior.

Takahashi Taro suddenly let out a cold laugh, a light suddenly appeared in his slender eyes, and a pale blue color suddenly floated across his face, and the air around him seemed to be cold.

The old man was startled, took a deep breath and took a deep breath of luck all over his body. He knew that the Takahashi family practiced a unique internal strength method, which was extremely cold. Decades ago, when he fought with Gao Qiaomu, he felt this kind of cold aura emitted by the other party, if he hadn't taken the lead, he would have suppressed the other party with his deep internal strength and quick moves, otherwise let that Gao Qiaomu unscrupulously use this kind of cold skill, it is really difficult to say who will kill the deer. Therefore, I have always been jealous of this kind of cold internal force that I have never seen in the Central Plains martial arts.

After Taro Takahashi let out a cold laugh, his two blue eyes stared at Li Shixun's eyes tightly, and asked in a duck-like voice: "It turns out that you ruined my grandfather's skills back then, and I came to collect debts for him this time!" I just want to see how high your skills are, the martial arts master of the year?! As he spoke, his right hand was raised violently and struck at the old man's chest, and a cold aura immediately filled the air.

The old man was shocked, he could already see from the young ninja's face that this kid's kung fu was much higher than that tall arbor back then. Back then, Gao Qiaomu's face was an iron blue when he was concentrating his internal strength, but now this young man's face is only a faint cyan, this is obviously a manifestation of his profound skill, once he gathers his strength and his face does not change color, he must have reached the peak of their Yin and Cold Skill, I really don't know how their Takahashi family has practiced such a vicious kung fu?

A red light floated slightly across the old man's face, and he gathered his strength and waved his hand towards the other party's palm. He knew that the ninja of the Takahashi family was extremely strong in light body kung fu, so he didn't dare to fight directly with the opponent, but took the simplest way, directly transporting sixty percent of the internal force to meet the opponent's palm, ready to directly decide the winner with internal force.

Although he saw that the opponent's skills were far superior to those of the old year, he had decades of profound skills, which were far from comparable to those of the year, and they were far higher than the young Takahashi Taro in front of him, so he only mentioned that he had gathered six successful forces to meet him, and he didn't want to fall into the reputation of bullying the small.

With a crisp sound, the two palms slammed into each other, and then they remained motionless as if they were sticky, and a feminine true qi and fierce aura suddenly dispersed to the surroundings.

The faces of the surrounding diners immediately changed, and they hurriedly stood up from the table and hid around, and the local diners, who had no martial arts, immediately got up and ran towards the door. They saw so many Chinese martial arts people and Japanese people raising swords and swords, looking at each other angrily, they really didn't know what would happen next? Once the blade is moved, the sword and gun have no eyes, so they quickly flee from this place of right and wrong.

At this time, several ronins at Taro Takahashi's table saw the two of them move, and they all took a few steps back with their katanas in their hands, holding the handle and scabbard tightly with both hands, and staring at the martial arts people opposite.

Several Wudang disciples saw that the old man took the lead in moving with the other party, and strode around with the long sword in his hand, standing six or seven meters behind the old man, holding the sword and glaring at the opposite Wa Ronin. The surrounding Huaxia martial arts people also surrounded the guy with their hands.

At this time, the shopkeeper saw the two groups of people in front of him, his face turned pale, he didn't care to intercept the crowd that ran out without paying, turned around and ran towards the hut behind the counter, and after a while, he led the middle-aged man in a long shirt to run out.

The two hurriedly ran to the edge of the crowd in the middle, and the middle-aged man made a circle, and shouted vigorously: "You heroes want to compete and go outside, the small shop really can't afford it, the small shop really can't afford it." Thank you, thank you! He motioned as he circled the crowd.

It can be seen from his anxious demeanor that he is obviously the boss here, and he is afraid that these two groups of people with weapons will smash his inn here, or if there is a murder case, the business of his century-old store will be greatly affected, and if it is not good, it will lead to lawsuits.

Just as the boss hurriedly turned behind those Japanese ronins, a ronin suddenly turned around and flew up, and shouted angrily: "What's it called?" Get lost! ”

"Oops", the middle-aged man staggered to a table behind him with his hands on his stomach, fell to the ground, and rolled on the ground in pain.

"Boom", the sound of a sword unsheathed immediately sounded in the room, and the Wudang disciple on the opposite side suddenly pulled out the long sword in his hand and glared angrily at several ronins. Several ronins also drew their narrow katanas and stared coldly at the other side.

The hall immediately swords and swords, and the flames of angry eyes seemed to collide with sparks in the air.

In a corner of the first floor of the inn, Wanxing had already sent out a protective true qi, wrapping himself, his younger brother Wanda, and the injured tightly in the center to prevent someone from invading the scope of his practice and plotting against him. He and Wanda were closing their eyes slightly, urging their internal forces with all their strength to drive away the cold qi in the Wudang disciple's body and repair his damaged meridians.

At this time, Wan Xing slowly opened his eyes, tilted his head and glanced at the face of the Wudang disciple in front of him, and saw that a layer of blush had appeared on his face, and the cyan had disappeared without a trace. The Yin Cold True Qi in the injured man's body was obviously forced out of the body by his and his younger brother's pure internal force, and the damaged meridians were also repaired, and he slowly withdrew his strength and turned his gaze to the surroundings.

Just now, he and his younger brother Wanda concentrated all their energy on healing the wounded, and they didn't know what was happening outside, and their bodies and minds had entered the realm of selflessness, as long as outsiders didn't touch the true qi of his body, the sky would fall outside, and they wouldn't pay attention.

Now, he turned his head to see a Wudang disciple standing outside his True Qi Protection Circle, nervously holding his sword in his hand, his eyes firmly fixed on the center of the canteen.

Wanxing hurriedly turned his head to look at the center, and his face suddenly changed color. He gently withdrew his palm from the back of the injured man, turned his head to his younger brother Wanda and said, "Okay, the internal injury is fine." You connect his limbs and broken bones" As he spoke, he took a long breath, retracted the protective true qi that had been forced out of his body, stood up with a flash in his eyes, raised his feet and walked towards the crowd in the center.

At this time, Wanda heard his brother's words, and slowly withdrew his internal force to remove his palm from the top of the injured person's head, his eyes flashed to the center of the field, and a stream of light suddenly appeared, and he stood up with his feet raised. But then he glanced at the wounded man lying on the ground, and squatted down helplessly.