Chapter 221: The Strong Have Their Own Strong Hands

"Whew!" Suddenly, the young man pounced, and the white-pole gun in his hand swept up at once, and the high black tiger roared, swinging the white-pole gun away with a stick.

This white pole gun is extremely tough, and it will not break easily, if it is replaced with a gun barrel of ordinary materials, Gao Heihu is enough to smash the opponent's gun barrel at this time, if this is an iron gun, Gao Heihu is also confident that the opponent's gun will be bent.

It's a pity that this white pole gun is tough, and after being swept away by the wolf tooth giant stick, not only did it not break, but also drew it towards Gao Heihu's side with a rebound force, and with the power of the rebound, the young man's wrist shook, and the white pole gun in his hand was pulled towards Gao Heihu's wrist.

This time it was enough to open the mountain and split the ground, the high black tiger changed color in vain, he retreated slightly, avoiding the spear drawn by the young man, the young man seemed to expect the high black tiger to retreat, fit and paste, the white pole gun in his hand seemed to be instilled with thousands of strength, and constantly stabbed towards the high black tiger.

He shot fast, as fast as lightning! The onlookers could only see the remnants of the tip of the gun.

Gao Heihu watched the tip of the spear stab, and the wildness buried in his heart erupted in vain, and he didn't care about the tip of the spear that pierced him in front of him, and the wolf tooth giant stick in his hand swept and smashed on the barrel of the opponent's gun.

The spear swung again.

The barrel of the opponent's gun is made of a century-old poplar tree, which is extremely tough, and the gun body is coated with a layer of wax, which is extremely smooth, and the polishing is as hard as a stubborn stone.

The sharp cone on the mace didn't leave a single mark on the smooth barrel!

A hint of ferocity flashed in Gao Heihu's eyes, he was once the leader of a bandit, leading the thieves of Qingfeng Village to fight for his life with several big bandits, and even the black armor army in the vertical and horizontal mountains could not annihilate him, this ruthlessness honed on the battlefield could not be practiced by young people in the martial arts hall.

The mace in his hand smashed wide open and slammed into the youth.

Although the young man has superb marksmanship, he sees the black tiger more and more courageous. There were also some regrets in my heart, and the two fought for nearly a hundred and ten rounds. Gao Heihu shouted violently, ignoring the spear stabbed in his chest, the wolf tooth giant stick in his hand slammed upwards and smashed towards the young man's lower abdomen.

The young man was taken aback when he saw this, and hurriedly stepped back. Seeing this, the tiger roared, jumped up suddenly, and the mace giant stick in his hand smashed down on his head, and the young man hurriedly raised the white pole gun to parry, but this rod was extremely powerful, even if the white pole gun was extremely tough, it could not withstand this groundbreaking smash, and the body of the gun trembled. The flesh and skin of the young man's palms were rubbed with blood.

Gao Heihu succeeded in one blow, and then slammed downward, this time, the white pole gun could no longer withstand the huge force of Gao Heihu, "Click!" "Break off from it.

And the wolf tooth giant stick in Gao Heihu's hand stopped on the young man's head, and the cold sharp cone was less than two centimeters away from the young man's scalp.

The two pieces of the gun that were broken by the young man's hand fell to the ground at once, and he smiled bitterly and said: "The hero is really brave, and Ma lost ......."

Many disciples in the martial arts hall looked at this scene in disbelief. They never thought that their master would lose, and the white pole shot broke too suddenly. These people haven't even reacted.

Then they shouted, "It's too despicable, our master uses a spear with a wooden pole, and you use a mace, and this spear is broken, and our master has lost!" ”

"Yes, our master didn't count, it's the weapons that are not as good as yours!"

Listening to these disciples chattering and arguing. Su Yi sneered and looked at the young man quietly.

The young man's face suddenly turned red, and he shouted, "Enough! Don't be embarrassed anymore, if you lose, you lose, I have practiced martial arts all my life. Wu Ping still has this, today I am not as good as others! These hands will be given to you. ”

After saying that, he was about to snatch the iron sword from the hands of one of his disciples.

"Wait!" Su Yi, who had been watching this scene, suddenly shouted, "Let's do it slowly." ”

The young man frowned slightly, and said unhappily: "What? You think I can't afford to lose? ”

Su Yi smiled: "It's not, it's just that I don't want your hand." ”

The young man's face changed, and he said coldly: "Then which part of my body do you want!" ”

Su Yi shook his head and said, "I don't know what Your Excellency is called?" ”

The young man was slightly stunned, and then sighed and said: "In Xia Ma Bin, he is the current owner of this martial arts hall. ”

Su Yi nodded, the young man in front of him lost if he lost, and his style of acting could be regarded as frank and unrestrained, he glanced around at the martial arts hall and asked casually: "Master Ma, how is the income of your martial arts hall for a year?" ”

Ma Bin was stunned when he heard this, and said secretly in his heart: "Isn't this person wanting money?" ”

He thought like this in his heart, but replied: "My martial arts hall has a good income, and I can also earn three or four hundred taels of silver a year." "In fact, the income of the Ma Martial Arts Hall is far more than this, but the young man doesn't want to be too ostentatious, so he says that the silver is less.

Su Yi said: "Yes, the income from opening a martial arts hall is really good, and it is no wonder that Ling Zun is reluctant to take a dart, but went to Dongyang to open a martial arts hall." ”

Ma Bin looked at Su Yi coldly and asked, "Could it be that you want money?" ”

This young man's martial arts are actually almost the same as Gao Heihu's, but the fighting styles of the two are completely different, Gao Heihu's fighting style is like a fierce general in battle, every move and style are wide open, but this young man's fighting style relies on the speed of the gun, and he takes the path of the sword taking the edge and being cunning and ruthless.

Su Yi glanced at Ma Bin and said lightly: "I am different from the owner of the Ma Pavilion, I am not very interested in money. ”

Ma Bin's eyes narrowed suddenly, as if he had been insulted, he glared and said angrily, "What do you mean by this?" ”

Su Yi smiled, and when he saw that Ma Bin had already taken the bait, he said disapprerovitly: "Okay, don't say it." ”

Speaking of this, Su Yi glanced at the martial arts hall that was not too decorated, and was amazed. Seeing Su Yi's yin and yang weird appearance, Ma Bin was even more annoyed in his heart, and said coldly: "Your Excellency may as well say it directly, although I am not talented, I still lose, so I will cut off these hands for you!" ”

"There's no hurry." Su Yi waved his hand and said, "With the financial resources of the owner of the horse pavilion, even if he has no hands, he can still live a life of fine clothes and food." ”

Ma Bin's face turned red all of a sudden, and he endured it for a while and said: "Shi Ke can't be killed, I can cut off my hands for you, but if you are so cynical again, I will fight for this life, and I will not let you have a good time." ”

"Good!" Su Yi shouted loudly, and then said: "The master of the Ma Pavilion is really bloody, but I'm afraid this bloodiness is used in the wrong place, right?" ”

"Huh?" Ma Bin was a little puzzled. (To be continued.) )