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The sudden change in the situation in the field is obviously beyond everyone's expectations, the capital of Beijing, especially the capital of the Jin country, the economic and cultural center of the Jin people, the Han people are good at using swords, but it is a big taboo, in case of repeated deaths, it is a big deal.

Anxious in their hearts, the two people who saw the rise of Mu Yi ignoring their own dissuasion, and in desperation, they had to bully themselves into the market, forcibly relying on a pair of fleshy palms, seeing the opportunity, and in the applause of everyone, they took down the equipment of the two and separated the two who were fighting.

Seeing the uncle's movements, the young man's eyes lit up, I haven't seen him for a few years, Uncle Mu's kung fu is good, although it still looks like it's just a sea realm, but this simple few moves, but he also entered the room, this is not the big man who used all his martial arts on the gun back then!

When he was sighing at dusk, he didn't know that for the two of them, the horseshoe of fate was already close at hand, and they saw that on the street, surrounded by dozens of servants, a boy in a white brocade robe entered everyone's eyes.

Inadvertently skimming the inverted white shadow, the pupils of dusk couldn't help but shrink, the long sword in his hand tightened, and the originally relaxed mood couldn't help but tighten, and he whispered in his heart, still here.

Sure enough, seeing the banner of "Recruiting Relatives by Competition", as if pushed by the big hand of fate, the white-clothed boy came to the periphery, jumped off the horse, and stepped into the crowd quickly.

The face is handsome, plump and elegant, and he is dressed in a white brocade robe, which sets off the figure of the son.

"Rub, it's even more handsome than myself, it's really damn it..." Dusk complained in his heart, and before he saw Mu Nianci, the young brother who lit up in his eyes spoke, and his body jumped, and he had already entered, blocking between Wan Yankang and Mu Yi.

"Huh..." was originally curious, seeing such a beautiful woman doing martial arts on the street, I wanted to come forward to have some fun, but I didn't expect that before I could speak, a young man jumped out, which was a little interesting!

The white-clothed man smiled at the corner of his mouth, waved his hand to suppress the servant's shout, and looked at the young man in front of him playfully, without speaking, but the meaning was obvious, boy, if you don't say three, four, five, six, delay the master to have fun, you are looking for death!

Feeling the arrogant momentum of the childe, Dusk smiled indifferently and said softly: "This son also wants to participate in this 'competition to recruit relatives'!" ”

Seeing that the young man asked knowingly, before Yan Kang could finish speaking, the little brother beside him shouted and scolded.

frowned, Dusk looked at Wan Yankang, who was smiling and silent, arched his hand, and said: "That's fate, there is this kind of thought, it is better for you and me to follow the example of the previous two, first try a game, if anyone wins, and then compete with the girl, how!" ”

"What kind of thing are you, you dare to compete with our son..."

"That's it, the acquaintance quickly dodge, otherwise I don't know how to die!"

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As soon as the folding fan in his hand was closed, he suppressed the scolding of the little brother, looked the young man up and down, and Wan Yankang asked, "Are you sure!" ”

"Of course..." Putting the long sword in his hand casually on the sidelines, the young man pulled away and said.

"Very good..." Throwing the folding fan to a younger brother, he waved his hand to let the servants disperse, and the corner of the child's mouth in a white brocade robe was lightly raised, and he walked towards the young man very calmly.

Seeing the scene in the field, he had the intention to dissuade him, but looking at the position of the boy, he knew that even if he dissuaded the young man, I was afraid that today's things would be difficult to get better, so Mu Yi had to retreat to the sidelines and wait and watch the development of the situation.

Mu Nianci, who was standing quietly under the pennant, looked at the back of the young man, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, how could this back feel so familiar!

In the uproar of the crowd, the two people in the field had already started to move.

His eyes flashed, and Wan Yankang's sleeves flew, and a palm fluttered, mercilessly attacking the young man's face, the young man didn't care, his arms were round, and he took off the palm of the man in white.

Seeing that his attack was lightly defused by his opponent, the smile on the corner of the white-clothed man's mouth became even stronger, his left hand became a finger, and the brocade robe flew up, stabbing at the young man with a trace of fierce momentum.

"This guy looks really good, it seems that Mu Nianci, a little Lori, is still a face control, I didn't expect it..."

It's a miserable life, hey!

Thinking that he is a peerless martial artist, but he wants to accompany such a gentleman to play tricks, Dusk is not very comfortable in his heart, but there is no way, who let this be the Zhongdu, it is the home of this guy, and he is not afraid, but the key is Uncle Mu, if you are not careful, it is very likely that it will be like fate, and it will be difficult to end well!

Pretending to be struggling, in the blink of an eye, the two have exchanged dozens of moves, although they have always had the upper hand, but they can't take down the opponent no matter what, and the boy in white can't help but be a little impatient in his heart. As soon as the moves of his subordinates changed, the originally fierce offensive suddenly became ruthless.

The right hand was grasped, very sharp, and in the slightest sound of breaking through the air, it had already attacked the young man's cheek.

"I'll go, it's in my face again, you guy won't be jealous that I'm too handsome and want to disfigure my face!" There was a glimmer of light in his eyes, in the face of the "Nine Yin White Bone Claw", the young man naturally didn't dare to be careless, this thing, but it is a martial art that can fight beyond the level, don't look at this kid is just building the sea realm, but if he is not careful, he will not be defeated, but if he breaks the phase, it is worse than losing.

The north wind tightened and the offensive became more ferocious.

In the cheers of everyone, seeing that he still couldn't take down the opponent, the boy in white gradually became a little clear in his heart, his eyes flashed, just in front of the young man's smiling eyes, Brother Gongzi understood a little in his heart, it turned out that this kid couldn't beat himself, but he didn't want to lose his face, so he would pretend to be invincible, as for the purpose, sweeping the girl under the brocade flag, a trace of understanding flashed in the eyes of the boy in white.

My Fair Lady, good gentleman, it seems that this kid has taken a fancy to this girl, no wonder!

The quick-witted man in white turned slightly in his heart, and he made up a plot in his brain, looking at the young man's eyes more and more playful, interesting!

The white-clothed boy, who was originally looking for fun, looked at the young man with a smile and gave him a meaningful look.

Feeling the opponent's gaze, Dusk was stunned in his heart, although he didn't understand it very well, but he knew that if he beat this boy today, I was afraid that the follow-up would be more troublesome!

With a turn of thought, the boy's resistance became more and more weak.

The wind rises, the snow falls!

I don't know when, the snowflakes are flying slowly, sprinkled on the streets and alleys, and sprinkled on everyone's shoulders.

It feels almost over, the young man deliberately bought a flaw, and sure enough, the young man in white moved his eyes, his body fluttered, and a palm had already hit the young man's chest mercilessly.

"Bang..."

With a muffled snort, the young man suffered a heavy blow, and his body couldn't help but retreat six or seven steps before he barely stopped his figure, his eyes flickered, and he looked at the boy in white...