Although Wu Qiong and the old man of Yin Piao fought with each other, they both had a trace of their minds in the inn, and when the old man found that in the small inn, it could be called Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and there were three people with good means, and a strong sense of remorse rose in his heart.

Not to mention the two women, the honest man who fell next to Wei Jinping seemed to have great luck to escape with his life, but although this yin old man was old, he was extremely sharp.

His real name is Xu Shihua, he was originally born in the county town and was poor, but when he was cleaning up the body of a man who died in the city, he found a volume of "Qi Sutra" from his stomach.

I was dizzy and greedy for ink to get this volume of cheats, but after the family was ruined, he killed many people ruthlessly, fled and became successful, to three thousand miles away, incognito, and embarked on the road of martial arts step by step, and then had many adventures, and became an unattainable master of the rivers and lakes in the eyes of ordinary people.

In the past forty years, in the rivers and lakes, in all kinds of crises, the habits he developed when he was born and worked did not know how many times he saved his life, and after seeing the honest man retreat, he found that Wei Jinping's right arm trembled abnormally.

Suspicious in his heart, he forcibly took Wu Qiong's sleeve thunder, took advantage of the momentum to leap back, and saw Wei Jinping's bare right arm, the meridians were hideous, and after thinking about it, he knew that it was a very clever method of intercepting the pulse of the Chinese doctor, and his heart shook.

He was born in a bad family, and he had some experience with medical skills, so he naturally knew how many methods those doctors with excellent medical skills wanted to kill, and he regretted it in his heart, but when he was approaching such a desperate situation, he was still hesitating whether to retreat.

A pair of eyes secretly looked left and right, and the martial arts in his hands were based on defensive dodge, among the ten moves, even if one and a half moves were unwilling to touch hard, just wait until it was really irretrievable, turn around and leave.

After a while, I could hear Wei Jinping's tiger roar, this arrogant martial artist is not lacking in determination, burning qi and blood into the ladder, and briefly ascended to the realm of the four grades, although it is just a short-lived pavilion in the air, and when the qi and blood calm down and lose, he will fall down hard, but at this time, he can indeed see the vast mountains and rivers.

Xu Shihua was happy in his heart, but he never thought that the martial artist who had stepped on the fourth grade would die faster than the original, and he was simply stabbed in the head neatly, and he couldn't die, and then the two women walked out with their swords, frightened in their hearts, and then turned around and wanted to leave.

But he found that the previous secret guards of the Xiahou family had already withdrawn two people neatly, and he couldn't help but scold in his heart, but he also knew that although he said that he was the superior guest of the Xiahou family on the surface, he had an objective salary to take every month, and there was no shortage of spring tea and winter wine, but after all, he was not surnamed Xiahou.

In the eyes of the Xiahou family, it is more expensive than the so-called Keqing, who was born in the rivers and lakes like himself, and this is the only reason why he has to identify Jiang Lan's body and get closer, so he can restrain Wu Qiong's strength and can't get out.

At this time, Wu Qiong's qi machine was becoming more and more hearty, and his fighting spirit was full of fighting spirit, and the pressure on Xu Shihua was getting bigger and bigger, the latter scolded secretly, and forcibly took Wu Qiong's blow Haoran Qi, regardless of his demeanor, and even rolled to open the distance.

Wu Qiong was a scholar from Yiye Xuan, so he naturally didn't expect that this martial artist, who was also a fifth-grade martial artist, would ignore the demeanor and face of a third-grade master, and used a trick that even the gangster Qingpi was not willing to use to roll on a lazy donkey, although he woke up in time, the pursuit was a step slower after all.

The mighty machine rolled like spring thunder, only landing on Xu Shihua's right calf, making the flesh blurred, but it also helped him rush forward a few feet away, further widening the distance.

Xu Shihua didn't seem to have been affected by the injury on his foot at all, but his speed became faster and faster, and he didn't need to take off lightly, but rushed through the streets, chasing out a few people just thought about it for a while, and guessed that this old thief was planning to hide in it with the help of the layout of the fifty-seven ditches connected by Jiangliu City.

This is a big city, with hundreds of thousands of permanent residents, connected by squares and ditches, and an old man blending into it is like dripping water into the ocean, and it is difficult to find it easily.

The other Xiahou family secret guard took advantage of this moment of qi condensation, threw down the light machine crossbow in his hand, which had exhausted the crossbow arrows, reduced his weight, and rushed out in the opposite direction.

Wu Qiong was furious, but the lesser of two evils, he would rather let go of a secret guard than let go of an experienced old oilman, and he was ready to chase after him, but at this moment, there was a sudden sound of a sword, and Xu Shihua, who had already turned into the lane, staggered back like a rag pocket, coughing up blood in his mouth.

On his shoulder, there was a long sword stuck upside down, straight through, different from the long sword system at this time, the sword body was slightly wider, the more generous and steady, like the pure and pure gentleman of the ancients.

Wu Qiong was shocked in his heart, subconsciously stopped, and opened his eyes to see a young scholar wearing a dark blue robe walking out of the alleyway, the corners of his mouth were lightly pursed, and he was wearing a jade flute with a transparent color around his waist, and he held the scabbard in his left hand.

At this time, his face was calm, and he raised his hand and threw the sword scabbard in his left hand, with a vicious wind, and the strength was still strong after crossing the distance of more than ten zhang, and it hit the last Xiahou family secret guard.

Wang Anfeng, who stepped out, saw the scholar who made the shot, although the sky was a little dark, and there was no light in all directions, his pupils were extremely strong, and he still saw the appearance of the scholar, but he was also an acquaintance, that is, the scholar who had not left Jiangnan before, and had a quarrel with the disciples of the Xuanjian Sect at the tea stall for some reason, and fought on the road.

At that time, he was in the realm of the seventh grade, but at this time, it seemed that he was clumsy, only by virtue of being able to repel Xu Shihua and the kung fu of throwing the scabbard as lightly, he stood firmly on the top of the six grades that ordinary martial artists rarely saw in their lives.

The uninvited guest should have been on guard, but Wu Qiong saw the appearance of this young man clearly, but he was relieved, his steps were a little slower, and he frowned and relaxed, Wang Anfeng's heart moved, and he probably guessed the origin of this young man.

At this time, the sword and scabbard in the young scholar's hand had already been used, and he was not good at fists and feet, so he floated back at the moment, took out the jade flute with a thorough texture from his waist, held it in his hand as a short sword, and said loudly while attacking Xu Shihua, who had been frustrated repeatedly:

"Senior Uncle Ancestor, Senior Sister Jiang Lan, are you all okay?"

Wu Qiong's heart relaxed, strode forward, and said with a long smile:

"Okay, but how did you come here in China?"

The scholar laughed, used the jade flute as a sword in his hand, and unfolded it, faintly entangled with blue sword qi, which made Xu Shihua, who was already injured internally, embarrassed, and was able to force the fifth grade to come to this point with the six-grade realm, even if the latter was already injured, and the blood in his chest and abdomen was churning, he could be called a good fighter.

Wu Qiong caught up in a few steps, and in the long laughter, he raised his hand to help, and from the left side cooperated with the jade flute sword technique, attacking Xu Shihua's waist.

Even if the two of them are in the same door, the number of martial arts is similar, and some of Ye Zhuhua's swordsmanship is still passed on by Wu Qiong, knowing the roots, the more powerful they are when they cooperate, the more powerful they are, and the more powerful they are, as if they have stepped down a layer of invisible heaven and earth net beside Xu Shihua, making his fists and feet more and more restrained when they are used.

Xue Qinshuang and the others saw that the two of them were enough to capture Xu Shihua, so they stopped, after all, although there is a difference between Wu Qiong's martial arts, they belong to the same vein, and the qi and machine are combined, just like the yin and yang rotate without hindrance, and if they rush forward, they may disrupt the qi and make flaws that should not appear.

After more than a dozen moves, Xu Shihua seemed to have finally been forced to a dead end, roared loudly, and forcibly received a blow from Wu Qiong on his back in the future.

Now I still don't know the inside story of the Xiahou family's sudden intervention, and Wei Jinping has been killed, and he needs to leave a living mouth, Wu Qiong was shocked when he saw this, and his internal qi surged, very haoran, and he withdrew six or seven percent between breaths, and the remaining three or four percent went castrated, and fell heavily.

Martial artists fight, it is far more difficult to collect a point of force than to put a point of force, and it is more difficult to see kung fu, that is, he and other martial artists who have touched the gate of heaven can do this kind of means, if it is like those martial artists who have newly entered the middle and third grades, although the qi is strong, but it can not be called a round turn, the dry air has not dispersed, and it can not be put away.

According to Wu Qiong's estimation when he fought with Xu Shihua, these three or four percent of his strength was enough to interrupt his qi, and Ye Zhuhua was in front of him.

But he never thought that Xu Shihua was also clumsy when he fought just now, although the blood in his mouth spurted wildly, the qi was still extended, and it was never cut off, but with the help of Wu Qiong's move, he took a step forward.

A palm opened, like the overturning of heaven and earth, it was a vastness and fierceness that was completely different from the previous martial arts path, pressed on the scholar's shoulder, and when he was pressed to his knees, his body was like a harrier eagle, passing over his head.

Throwing his elbow homeopathically, he drove his arm like a short whip, smashed it on Ye Zhuhua's spine, smashed it and staggered forward, and he took advantage of the momentum to burst out, three points faster than before, in a short time, it changed rapidly, and the warrior's attack and killing scheming was explained to the fullest.

Wang Anfeng thought about the matter of Xue Qinshuang's brother, and guessed that it should be related to the things contained in the secret volume, his mind was not there, although he woke up instantly, but he didn't have time to return to help, Wu Qiong raised his hand to catch the young scholar and help him get rid of the strength in his body, but he couldn't make a move in time.

And by the time he had his free hand, Xu Shihua had already rushed out and disappeared into the night.

PS: Today's second update is presented............ Three thousand words