Above the roof of the teahouse, Mu Yiyi's small hand like white jade was hitting Suzaku's chest straight away. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

So, in this hurry, she had no choice but to take a forced breath, reluctantly rushed forward, and gave a palm.

Since Mu Yiyi at this time already had a second-grade mid-level cultivation, it was only one level worse than this Suzaku cultivation. But what she cultivates is the most correct internal strength of Confucianism, and these thousand holy hands are the superior palm of Confucianism.

Therefore, Suzaku, who was in a hurry to deal with it, was slapped back by Mu Yiyi's palm and slapped back more than ten steps.

At the same time, on the street below the teahouse, the pale yellow fist shadow had already condensed into a giant tiger with teeth and claws. This giant tiger, with a tiger roar, rushed towards Shi Wuwei, who raised his sword.

However, even after feeling the fierceness of the opponent's punch, Shi Wuwei did not mean to restrain his hands. In his heart, he always thought that he could not lose, and he could not lose.

I saw that at this time, he was already holding high the Momei Sword that was burning with black flames. Then, countless waves of domineering true qi were spurting into the already trembling sword body.

"Yokoken: Yokoike!". Drink softly, eyes frozen.

Shi Wuwei finally slashed out this sword from top to bottom.

So, on this long street, a dark black crescent moon more than one person high suddenly appeared. And the sharp corners at the bottom of the crescent moon were clinging to the bluestone on the ground, rushing towards the rushing tiger.

All of a sudden, the wind did not stop, and the sand and rocks were flying.

Shi Wuwei's sword directly cut out a deep and long gap in this street, which had been built with a huge amount of money. Moreover, this gap was following his sword qi, constantly extending forward.

It wasn't until a moment later, when the tiger-shaped fist shadow intersected with the black crescent, that the crack in the street stopped extending.

But what followed was a roaring sound that resounded through the heavens and the earth.

"Boom ~~~~~".

After the tiger-shaped fist shadow intersected with the black crescent moon, both sides immediately turned into the purest true qi.

I saw that on this street, the pale yellow true qi was constantly intertwined and intertwined with the dark and weird domineering true qi with an extremely high temperature.

As a result, a fierce wind began to wreak havoc on this street that had long been unrecognizable, as these two true qi swirled.

However, the rotation of these two True Qi did not last long. Because just after a moment, these two true qi were worn out by each other.

It's just that at the last moment, an invisible fist intent still crossed this long street and hit Shi Wuwei's chest.

"Poof~~".

With this move, Shi Wuwei still lost.

Because at this time, he was already shocked by the fist intent left over by the opponent's punch, and spit out a mouthful of blood. And his body was standing in place, trembling.

"Senior brother 。。。。。。".

At the same time that Mu Yiyi at the top of the teahouse was worried, she saw the roof of the inn opposite, which suddenly exploded.

Subsequently, Su Wushi, who was dressed in white and snowy, had already broken through the roof of the inn and appeared in front of everyone.

However, with him rushed out there was another figure in a light blue dress.

"Miss Zhou, you go and catch that hateful little beast first, and I'll stop that person."

At this time, Zhou Ruonan's face was still cold. But the eyes she looked at Su Wushi were like melting ice crystals, as soft as water.

Zhou Ruonan didn't speak, she just tapped a roof tile under her feet with her toes, and then swooped down to the second floor of the teahouse opposite.

"How dare you~".

At this time, although Huang Feihu had the heart to step forward to stop the woman, because of Shi Wuwei's sword intent, it was too domineering. Although it was not fatal, it still hindered his progress to the rescue.

Moreover, at the same time as he took a step, Su Wushi, who was still far away in the air, had already suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking his way.

"Well?。。 Tiyun ??。。 Are you a member of the Taoist Sect? ”。

Seeing Su Wushi's graceful and free and easy body, and rushing into the wind, Huang Feihu, who was the master of the White Tiger Hall, naturally recognized Su Wushi's identity.

He vaguely remembered that one night twenty years ago, he was with his eldest brother, the leader of the Money Gang. Under the joint efforts, both of them were defeated by a Taoist person. It wasn't until later that they learned that the person who defeated them that day was the most amazing disciple of the Taoist Sect twenty years ago, named Wang Zhengnan. And the other party's erratic, chic and free body really left a great impression on him at that time.

......

But just after Huang Feihu's moment, he shouted "not good" in his heart.

But it was too late for him to wake up.

Because the figure who had rushed into the second floor of the teahouse earlier was already the young gang leader of their money gang and landed on this street.

"Don't move, or I'll kill him."

Zhou Ruonan's voice was very cold. It was so cold that it seemed that even if the other party dared to move a finger, she would not hesitate to kill her.

"Ahh~~ Uncle Tiger, save me, save me."

When Su Wushi saw that Miss Zhou had already led someone downstairs, he straightforwardly withdrew his sword, turned around, and walked towards Miss Zhou's side. He didn't even glance at the hall master of the White Tiger Hall behind him, because he knew that the other party would definitely not dare to move at this moment.

"Oh, little brute, you're guilty now."

I saw that as soon as Su Wushi came to the young gang leader who was already trembling in his legs, he wanted to reach out and slap him again. But he suddenly found that there seemed to be a lot of pus on the other party's face, and he was afraid that his slap would dirty his hands.

So, he withdrew his hand. Instead, he struck the whip leg and swept it into the young leader's knee, knocking him directly to his knees on the ground.

"Ahh If you dare to hit me, do you know who my father is".

"I'm bah~, your father or Li Gang can't do it?"

After speaking, Su Wushi gave him a brain seed to the back of his head again.

Li Gang, Northern Song Dynasty, the president of the Imperial Procuratorate during the reign of Huizong. One of his sons, after arson and murder in the street one day, shouted, my father is Li Gang. And he is guilty of the cause of sin, and he suffers the sin of joint sitting. Subsequently, this allusion became known to the world.

"You... You... you".

"Enough!!". Huang Feihu, who was watching from the sidelines, finally couldn't help but have a gloomy face and said in a low voice.

"Let people go, you go~"

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