Two people rushed out of the oblique stab, knelt down at the entrance of the street, and cried and grabbed the ground.

"Wronged, ask Uncle Xiaoyao to call the shots......"

Everyone looked at it, but it was a pair of in-laws who were trembling in their sixties and seventies. Look at the posture that rushed out just now, running fast enough.

Immediately someone shouted, you have to go to Baisha Mansion to beat drums and sound grievances, what kind of mess is there to kneel here?

The in-laws were stunned for a moment, and changed their words:

"Revenge, revenge...... I beg Uncle Yao to bring justice to my son. Pity my son, who is only eighteen years old, was beaten to death by Bing Hu's guy in the ring......"

Everyone slandered suspiciously, and the old man got a son? Well, you two are really old enough......

When it comes to attacking the martyrs, it is inconvenient to beak.

Suddenly, someone shouted:

"Straight lady thief, Lao Tzu accompanied Xiaoyao Bo from the Hou Mansion to here, and met three sets of people who stood in the way and shouted grievances along the way. They are clearly Zhou people, and they want to prevent Xiaoyao Bo from coming to power and let Bing Hu retreat with his whole body......"

Someone reprimanded:

"Red mouth and white teeth, don't talk nonsense. What Zhou people? This is clearly Zhang Lao'er who sells tofu brains in Liuye Lane......"

The Baisha Mansion officer, who ran to the front to open the road, heard the sound, and a few people at the end turned their heads and pulled, but the in-laws refused to get up. Seeing that the other party was quite old, the messenger did not dare to be domineering, for fear that he would not get up as soon as he lay down......

But the man in white at the front of the team turned a blind eye to everything in front of him. Seeing that someone was in the way, he automatically stopped, looked up at the sky and showed a thoughtful look. I don't know what I'm talking about in my mouth, and I don't know what I'm pinching when my fingers move around......

Zhang Muzhi hurriedly flashed to the side window and looked at it. After walking five more steps into the room, I looked closely at the incense sticks on the table against the wall, and was shocked.

"How? Before 4:20, Xiaoyao Bo arrived at the corner of the street! ”

The back of the tea room was separated by a screen, and there were ten young Tongyu warriors sitting inside. Five in civilian clothes, five in public clothes. The man in public service led by him stood up and clenched his fists and said, "Commander, my subordinates will bring a few people to stop me." ”

Zhang Muzhi's eyes widened, and he said:

"You're going to stop it? At first glance, it is the secret investigation department, does Huaguo still have face? ”

Tong San turned around and said:

"Commander Zhang, Tong Mou pretended to be a spy in the Secret Investigation Division, and he didn't do anything. I ambushed more than 100 gangs on this street and simply let them create a riot. ”

Zhang Muzhi scolded:

"Tong San, you pig brain. People are crowded, and once there is a riot, it will lead to trampling, and countless deaths and injuries will be imposed. You five ......"

With a finger of his hand, five plainclothes warriors stood up, their waists straight.

“…… Hurry up and ambush under the ring. The street is 100 meters long, and Xiaoyaobo walked slowly, and it is estimated that he will reach the bottom of the ring in five minutes. Wait for him to come near, and take turns to attack. Remember, try to delay as much time as possible, and hold me up until 4:40. Seeing that the little official on the viewing platform was about to announce the end of the ring, he hurriedly jumped down...... Go ahead. ”

The five of them hugged their fists and rushed downstairs.

Zhang Muzhi shook his head and said with a wry smile:

"Moving rocks and smashing your own feet...... Back then, we set up a prince for Xiaoyao Bo Neng, and hyped that he was brave and invincible, and the people thought it was true. Only a few people know that with bare hands and close combat in the ring, no one will be an opponent of a martial artist. If you can't use magic weapons and talismans, the mage will basically be destroyed.

"Xiaoyao Bo is a clever formation master, but according to the rules, he is not allowed to set up a formation, so he can only crackle and fight...... It's a pity that this is a martial arts, not a legal one. The place is cramped, and it tends to retreat like electricity. It's too late to recite the incantation, and only the divine sense attack can gain the upper hand. But Bing Hu came prepared, and his brain melon was tied with a circle of forehead wipes made of deep-sea silicon, and even I couldn't wear through it......"

At this time, the tom tom floor sounded, and a person broke in, half kneeling and clenching his fists.

"Tell the commander, Uncle Xiaoyao left the Hou Mansion fifteen minutes early, and our first four groups of people couldn't stop it at all. Baisha Province sent many errands to open the way, and so many strange and enthusiastic people appeared out of nowhere to help clear the roadblocks and maintain order. Now, only the last group in the middle of Chenghuangmiao Street remains......"

Zhang Muzhi waved his hand and said:

"Got it, go according to the plan."

After the people came out, Tong San said:

"Commander Zhang, you have a good plan, and people have a wall ladder. Everyone knew that we would definitely stop us, and even Mrs. Hou guessed it, so let Uncle Xiaoyao leave the house in advance...... With the temperament of Uncle Yao, he should not be able to think of carrying the coffin to fight and create a tragic momentum......"

Wait a minute!

Zhang Muzhi seemed to remember something, raised his palm, and said slowly:

"Mrs. Hou, it is absolutely impossible for her son to be sent to death...... This shows that ......"

The two looked at each other and said in unison in surprise.

"Uncle Xiaoyao has a way to win!"

As he was talking, there was a "boom" outside, and there was a lot of whistling, whistling, and applause.

Bai Ling'er is so young, where can she meditate on the piano? Zao couldn't help but hold back the window and watched, turned around and said:

"Uncle Zhang, Uncle Tong, hurry up and see. Here comes one, one ...... I don't know who it is! ”

On weekdays, once she shows up, it should be her who causes the noise and screams, but today no one pays attention.

Tong San hurriedly turned around, and Zhang Muzhi moved to the window with a "whoosh".

I saw that a hundred meters away, the in-laws in front of Hua Wen were pulled away, but he did not take a step forward, obviously confused by the situation in front of him.

A masked boy dressed in black, running quickly through the crowd just two meters wide. Several officers went to pull it, but none of them touched the placket.

The man "whoosh" ran through the window and rushed into the ring.

Tong San frowned and said, "I didn't sense the surging aura......"

The Way of Zhang Mu:

"I didn't sense the mana fluctuations either...... But this person's popularity is so strong that he only chases the Sword Saint. But the Sword Saint is old, prosperous and declining. But he is like the rising sun, and there seems to be no end in sight. ”

Tong San asked hesitantly, "Ability?" ”

Zhang Muzhi nodded and said:

"God bless Huaguo, there is no other explanation. With him resisting for a while, it should be able to offset the early time of Xiaoyao Bo and not disrupt the plan. Otherwise, my five subordinates may not be able to block Bing Hu for ten minutes. ”

As the saying goes, life practice begins with gathering qi.

Regardless of the warrior monk, the beginning is the same. If you want to refine qi, you must first gather qi.

Martial arts, in fact, is the primitive stage of cultivation, focusing on the tempering of the body and relying on the power of the original. Practice, but pay attention to the principles of the Heavenly Dao. As a small universe, you must integrate into the big world in order to obtain thousands of magical powers.

During the gathering phase, the samurai can beat the monk.

Because they haven't realized a little bit of their law, they haven't cultivated a trace of their mana. It's just a broiler and it has to be beaten. In fact, the other party's body is not weak, but he doesn't pay attention to physical killing.

At the stage of condensation, the mage can have a small impact on the environment with the help of external objects, such as spirit cards, talismans, spells, etc. Those who walk the streets and alleys to beg for a living, fortune tellers and hunt ghosts to exorcise evil spirits are often such people.

The mage of the Secret Realm is not strong in mana. Close melee combat with martial artists of the same realm is purely looking for abuse. If you give conditions, you don't negotiate.

Above the consecration, they are collectively known as immortal masters. It's the end for martial arts, because there are limits to the body. For example, even if you cultivate 100,000 jin of strength, your arms and legs can't bear it, and they will definitely break.

The monks are different, they never end.

Don't you hear it, try to pluck the heavenly machine lightly, and the true qi will always gather in space. Seek the universe as the crowning weapon, and turn the universe upside down......

Therefore, the immortals and Buddhas throughout the ages have used mana when they reveal their magical powers. No one has ever been sweaty, bare-chested and mingling with mortals.

In close melee combat in the same realm, warriors kill monks in seconds, but there is one exception.

Abilities!

People are born different.

Even if some people don't cultivate, they are born with great strength, and even have yin and yang eyes, clairvoyance, and ears...... Very much like a demon beast's talent magic power opened.

Among them, the strong body is not afraid of the samurai, and the ring is enough to fight.

Zhang Muzhi and Tong San didn't have much hope for the man in black, they just hoped that they could block it for a while.

Because Bing Hu is not only a powerhouse at the peak of the nine-layer tunnel, but also has special abilities. The ability to fight in close combat is comparable to that of a martial arts immortal master who has opened the light.