Wang Fang's body fell five or six meters away, hitting a wall hard, the wall cracked, and his body slowly slipped like a picture frame attached to the wall.

"Most of the capitals."

The backbone of the wolf's fangs in the battle let out an angry shout, dozens of people, but less than twenty people rushed to Wang Fang's side and helped him up, but saw that Wang Fang's face was as pale as paper, he vomited blood in a big gulp, and his eyes were a little gloomy.

The fourteen feminine middle-aged men at the end of the last were not moved by the old man flying upside down, and their shots became more and more aggressive, the silver filaments in their hands were like spiders, constantly swallowing, and their heads rolling on the ground like footballs were all from the hands of this group of feminine men.

The old man's luck was better than Wang Fang's, his back hit the door of the house, knocked a door broken, and his slightly thin body stood up leisurely.

"It's such a nasty feeling."

The old man's voice was sharp and full of thick anger, and his face, which was already very fair, was a little whiter, and it was obvious that Wang Fang's last blow also had a great impact on him.

Although Wang Fang was hit hard, he still had the strength to fight, and looked coldly at the old man with a young face who was not injured, and the war knife in his right hand suddenly tightened.

"Old guy, if you feel uncomfortable, you will vomit out, why pretend to be disgusting."

At this moment, a clear voice sounded, accompanied by a figure stepping in, the voice was not unfamiliar, but made Wang Fang's heart relax slightly.

Jia Xu, who had an ordinary face but a slender and well-proportioned figure, walked in with a spring breeze under the gloomy gaze of the old man.

Wang Fang took the initiative to nod his head at Jia Xu, Jia Xu's identity was a little special. Those who are qualified to double the position of fisherman and wolf tooth are looking for the Xiliang army. He is the only one. This honor is second only to the dead Niu Fu and Li Ru, who no one can left.

Jia Xu's face couldn't see likes or dislikes, and nodded lightly in response, but his eyes were staring at the old man with a childish face, and his expression was a little solemn.

"I didn't think you're dead?"

Wang Fang looked at Jia Xu, he was a little curious about the identity of this feminine old man with strong martial arts in front of him, looking at it like this. Jia Xu recognized this person.

The crane-haired old man smiled softly, but his eyes showed this thick murderous intent.

"Today's young people, compared to thirty years ago, seem to lack a little bit of etiquette."

Jia Xu smiled, looked at the dozens of people who were still fighting in the field, like a leisurely walk, and stepped into it, a middle-aged man with a white face and beard burst out at any time, the silver thread flashed, and the delicate and hideous face. With a murderous machine, he suddenly pounced on Jia Xu.

Jia Xu didn't know why. sighed softly, and didn't see any reaction from him, just a light palm of his hand, the middle-aged man who was comparable to the first-class master of the rivers and lakes didn't even have time to scream, his heart was cut open, blood flowed out, and he fell to the ground heavily, and he couldn't die anymore.

Not only did the feminine old man's pupils shrink, but Wang Fang, who saw Jia Xu for the first time, also changed his face greatly.

Wang Fang looked at Jia Xu who killed the enemy in the invisible in shock, and the waves were tumbling in his heart, he thought that he could kill a first-class martial artist, but he couldn't do Jia Xu so lightly, as if he had pinched an ant to death, even simpler than pinching an ant to death, pinching an ant to death, at least he had to shoot, but Wang Fang didn't see how Jia Xu made a move, the middle-aged man with first-class master ability had been pierced through the heart and died on the spot, Jia Xu's methods were really shocking.

The feminine old man's pupils shrank, dissipated after a while, squinted his eyes slightly, staring at Jia Xu who walked slowly, during this period, two more figures fell to the ground, both of them were masters of the old man's cultivation, but he couldn't even stop Jia Xu's move, his martial arts were staggering.

Jia Xu stopped five steps away from the feminine old man, his tall body, the wind and rain were falling, but he couldn't wet his clothes or blow his hair.

"Zhang Changshi, are you still satisfied with the etiquette of the juniors?"

Jia Xu looked at the feminine old man opposite with a smile, his palm retracted into his sleeve, and he took off his uniform.

Wang Fang looked at the feminine old man suspiciously, his head kept flipping and searching for any permanent attendant surnamed Zhang, and any eunuch around Liu Xie came to his mind one by one, but he still couldn't find a person who could match the old man in front of him.

"Surname Zhang?"

No matter how Wang Fang's thoughts flipped, he still couldn't recognize Zhang Changshi in Jia Xu's mouth for the first time.

The crane-haired old man looked at Jia Xu with deep eyes, and said gloomily: "You have a little eyesight." ”

Jia Xu smiled indifferently: "Then I can only blame Zhang Changshi for being too famous, and it is difficult for the younger generations to know each other." ”

"Boom"

The feminine old man laughed strangely, and a thick murderous intent suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"You've probably heard that"

The old man's eyes gradually stared at Jia Xu coldly, and he said with a strange smile: "The more you know the Tao, the less long you live." ”

Jia Xu smiled noncommittally, his wide sleeves trembling lightly in the wind, but he laughed and said, "The juniors are here to send the seniors on the road today." ”

"Ambitious."

The feminine old man surnamed Zhang was unmoved, and as soon as the words fell, his body suddenly swept up.

"So, you deserve to die even more."

Silver filaments shuttled, thousands, more dense and faster than dealing with Wang Fang.

The rain is the best cover, and the silver filament, which is already as thin as a hair, is not easy to catch with the naked eye.

Five steps away is not far away, and the master is up and down one by one, at most in a breath.

Wang Fang's face changed slightly, and he had the heart to attack again, but finally stopped.

Jia Xu was still smiling, and there was no trace of panic at the end of the crisis.

The speed of the silver wire shuttle was very fast, and it had already forced Jia Xu in an instant, but he didn't see any movement, the palm in his sleeve quietly poked out, and his body shook suddenly, like a spring vibrating, and it returned to its original state in an instant.

And the silver filaments that struck him dissipated like steam under the gloomy gaze of the old man.

"Take out your true skills, this bit of silver can't kill Jia."

Jia Xu smiled indifferently, his robe didn't move, his eyes looked at the feminine old man deeply, and between his words, he couldn't tell whether it was mockery or anything else.

I am afraid that only the old man in the audience can see how Jia Xu made a move, but he saw him staring solemnly at Jia Xu's arms, the shoulders from the neck, and the area that was slightly higher than ordinary people.

"Shoulder knife?" The feminine old man known as Zhang Changshi muttered to himself.

Although Jia Xu is some distance away from the old man, his hearing is excellent, and when he heard the old man's voice, his face suddenly changed slightly, and the word shoulder knife is actually too strange to ordinary Jianghu warriors, this is not a type of knife, but a peculiar knife technique, inherited to the Western Regions, not a knife technique created by the Central Plains, which is extremely mysterious.

The old man is well-informed, just a few looks, he probably guessed the method that Jia Xu practiced, Jia Xu didn't seem to make a move, but in fact, every time he took a step forward, he used his palms and sleeves to cover the double knives hidden in his shoulders, including Wang Fang didn't see it, although Jia Xu had covered it up well, but it was still difficult to escape the old man's eyes.

"The miscellaneous family is very curious, how did the mysterious knife technique of the shoulder knife get into your hands." The feminine old man said a lot more today than usual, and even the dozen or so gloomy men in the fight were a little surprised.

Jia Xu smiled faintly, since he couldn't hide it from the old man, he simply stopped hiding it, his arms shook, his shoulders bulged between the pulling of his muscles and bones, and two small knives that were only half the length of ordinary knives tore through his robe, and appeared on Jia Xu's shoulders like a pair of wings on his shoulders, and the blade was dark and shining, looking extremely weird.

The mysterious and powerful knife technique of the shoulder knife, after a hundred years, is once again shown in the eyes of the world, as the successor of this generation of the shoulder knife, Jia Xu's identity is even more hidden by the fog, which is even more mysterious.

Wang Fang looked at Jia Xu deeply, and deleted this scene from his mind, the root and origin of the shoulder knife is a mystery, its inheritor is generally born after a hundred years, but it is not surprising that they are the kind of people who can go straight to the top three in the world. (To be continued......)