In front of the dock in front of the Jinling Changfeng Dart Bureau, seven people with different looks and strange clothes were in a hurry, and this appearance of wearing a hat on a hot day aroused the interest of some people with other thoughts.

"Huha, huha, huha."

The sound of trumpets continued to sound at the wharf, and the slender men who pulled the boats and the workers who worked as coolies at the wharf continued to sweat in this blood-paved golden land with the scorching sun on their heads.

"Hurry up, haven't you eaten?"

The overseer beside the slender man cursed incessantly, and the leather whip in his hand crackled in the blood flowers, and he screamed miserably.

The worse the voice, the more excited the fat overseer became, and the brighter his cruel and bloodthirsty eyes became.

Looking at it intently, the imaginary resistance did not appear, in Song Hexuan's opinion, this was a group of laborers who had become numb.

"Brute, Lao Tzu abolished him."

The little beggar beside him was stunned when he saw this scene, his face was full of anger, and the big gun in his hand flashed with black light, bringing a murderous aura.

"Calm down, don't forget who we are, it's better to keep a low profile at this time."

Before the spear could be shot, the blind man Yun, who had closed his eyes tightly, pressed down the little beggar Murong who was about to explode and shook his head.

Inside the grass pavilion, the cloud blind man shook with one hand, and a pair of chopsticks chased the wind like lightning, penetrating several logs and piercing the throat of the overseer.

"Ho-ho-ho"

The blood foamed in his throat, and after a few struggles, the overseer fell to the ground helplessly, and until he died, his pupils were full of wonders why this disaster had fallen from the sky.

"Slap, smack, smack, smack."

After the people in the rivers and lakes in the grass house next door saw the dead man, a pair of big hands instantly pressed on their weapons, and their eyes were full of horror.

Looking at the wooden chopsticks that were three feet away and three points into the ground, everyone present swallowed a mouthful of saliva unconsciously.

These wooden chopsticks, thinner than a child's thumb, are used as a concealment weapon to penetrate a person's spine and sink into the ground for three minutes. This kind of kung fu seems to these people to be simply shocking.

"Kill, run."

"Dead man, dead man, go, go."

"I'll go, let's go. If you don't leave, you're going to get into a lawsuit. ”

"Wait for me, Brother Xia wait for me."

"Slap, smack, smack, smack."

In the chaotic sound of fleeing for his life, not only the sound of applause came from nowhere in his ears, but the applause was crisp and did not drag on for half a minute.

Under the appeasement of this applause, the crowd gradually quieted down, and it was at this time that the crowd of onlookers gradually separated, and four people dressed more strangely walked in.

"The ghost is not gone, I think it's you."

Song Hexuan, who lowered his head and drank tea, heard the footsteps. The teacup in his hand was pinched into powder, and his voice was cold.

"Hehe, it's not that our ghosts are not gone, but that you have no place to stand, we are officials and you are thieves, shouldn't we hunt you down?"

The voice of the sky is not lonely, yin and yang comes from under the oil-paper umbrella, and it is Xia Yudu who is beside him, and life is like a send. There are three sons.

What a thief, what an official. That's just the end of the story. The hot-tempered Murong beggar was immediately furious, and the drunken rain magic skill under his feet was crazy and rhythmic, and with a kick of the "bell", he kicked the big gun of the mourning door beside him away.

The jet-black spear was as sharp as a long knife, mingling with the sound of metal, and sparks flew everywhere. In the horrified eyes of everyone present, Tian Bugu blocked the violent blow with an embroidery needle.

"Hehe, children are still too impulsive, it's better for children not to interject when adults are talking."

With a flick of his hand, the jet-black spear that had been stagnant in mid-air flew back in an instant. In the chest that was about to arrive at Murong Xiaobeg, he was caught by Song Hexuan.

In the midst of the true qi drumming, the hats covering the heads of several people shattered in an instant, causing an exclamation.

", I'll just say that these people are very familiar, aren't these the four evildoers who are making trouble in the imperial city?"

"It's okay, it's okay, I almost did it just now, if I guess we won't know how we died."

"That's it, now that it has been spread throughout the rivers and lakes, these people are the most unprovoked, four out of seven people are congenital, and there is no one else."

Compared with the embarrassment after seeing the bad guy last time, this time Song Hexuan and the others were not in a hurry or slow, and they did not have the slightest intention of being afraid.

With a wave of the robe, the originally delicate face was gone, replaced by a black and white mask of impermanence that seemed to cry and laugh.

A gust of wind blew, and the bells on both sides of the cap on his head were jingling, setting off an inexplicable fear on the docks.

"The sky is not lonely, I really admire your ghosts, but this is not a reason for you to seek death."

After finishing the words, Song Hexuan's figure had disappeared from everyone's sight, and a cold wind arose.

At this time, Song Hexuan didn't want to talk nonsense at all, he spread out a palm, and his true qi gushed out, and he printed it towards the heavenly spirit of the four people who were not alone.

The faces of several people changed dramatically in an instant, they didn't expect that they hadn't seen each other for a few days, and these people not only had all their injuries improved, but also their martial arts were improved.

Except for Tian Bugu, who couldn't see his expression with an oil-paper umbrella, the other three all changed color, and their lips opened and closed, and they were terrified.

"The Nether Palm."

At the moment when Song Hexuan was about to approach, a sneer appeared at the corner of Xia Yudu's mouth, and the palms of his hands were pitch black and extremely ghostly roaring, at such a close distance, he was sure that he would kill with one blow.

"Xiayudu, are you blind, when we don't exist?"

A cold snort suddenly sounded behind him, startling everyone into a cold sweat. At this time, Cang Er, who was holding the blood knife, had a cold look in his eyes, and the blood knife in his hand was simple and extreme, swinging forward, as fast as possible.

"Whoa."

A flash of knife light flashed, and a deep scar appeared on Xia Yudu's chest again, splashing a large area of blood.

"Boom."

"Huh."

Life is like sending and the attack of life is also blocked at the same time, I don't know when, Xia Qiqi and Yun Blind appeared in front of the two of them at the same time, and under the seamless cooperation of the two, they completely blocked the attack of Wu Qi and Life Ruji.

In the sky, Song Hexuan's pair of fleshy palms became more and more bright, making the surrounding void resonate with it, and even the qi and blood in Tian Bugu's body inexplicably accelerated at this time.

Amazing hit.

The terrifying light opened up a path of true qi under high control, and the purple-black evil qi from between heaven and earth was swirling, filling the sky.

In the face of this shocking blow, Tian Bu was not alone until he approached his eyes, a pair of jade hands came first, and with a ding, he poked out a finger and knocked on this bright palm.

The sound of gold and iron made with their hands intertwined is really incredible.

The majestic true qi spread rapidly, as if a silver bottle had exploded, and the silver light scattered in all directions, forming a ripple that spread in all directions.

Immediately, as the largest wharf in Jinling City, Changfeng Wharf was full of holes and turned into a honeycomb, and the scene was terrifying.

In the distance, all the good players watching the battle were affected, and they bled continuously during the flying retreat, which can be imagined as the real power of this.

Suddenly, Tian Bugu's face, which was originally expressionless, changed drastically, as if something terrible had happened.

"Giving back to the other in the way of the other is a joint reference."

Tian Bugu, who spurted out a mouthful of blood, looked at Song Hexuan in front of him in horror, he really couldn't understand why, why this martial art that had been lost for hundreds of years would appear again.

A rain of light flew by, and it was a small knife shaped like a peach blossom, dazzling, murderous, and shattering the clouds in the sky. (To be continued.) )