The white wolf was originally a shepherd, thin and small, but extremely alert. In the endless prairie, there are often coyotes attacking, and then dragging and tearing the shepherds to death.

And the white wolf is a wolf fighter in the tribe, who has been fighting coyotes for more than ten years, and has practiced the ability to cut the wolf's belly with his hands and claws, and then met Qiao Baye, and naturally became one of the most important offerings to Qiao Baye.

Qiao Baye was very interested in letting people bring a bamboo bench, sit down steadily, and squint at the open space in front of him.

Throughout history, skinning has always been one of the most painful forms of capital punishment.

And that little gentleman is about to be plucked off the skin of the white wolf.

The rain in Huaicheng stopped for about a few hours, and the raindrops that pressed on the branches and leaves seemed to be shaken by some kind of force and fell "rope".

The ground, which had been slightly dry, became wet again.

"It's energy." Zhou Atuo raised his head, his expression extremely solemn.

Chen Fu can punch out, he knows it, but the thin Qiao family worshippers, the strength at hand seems to be much stronger than Chen Fu.

"Buzz!"

The white wolf opened its mouth and roared a roar similar to that of a beast, and its body swept forward rapidly, jumping in front of Chen Fu in an instant at a speed that was beyond the reach of the naked eye.

He raised his hand, bent his claws, and attacked Chen Fu's throat, like an extremely cunning old wolf.

The white wolf's face looked hideous and disappointed.

He wanted Chen Fu to die, but he didn't want Chen Fu to die too early. If a good show ends hastily, no matter how you think about it, it is a pity.

"Little waste." The other two worshippers standing beside Qiao Baye sneered.

Generally speaking, if you let the wolf get close, it will be difficult to break free from the fate of being attacked and killed.

"Originally, I was counting on a surprise." Qiao Baye's tone was flat.

The people present are all fist and foot kung fu people, no matter how you look at it, this little gentleman really has no power to return to the sky.

"Fight with wolves, it's time to distance."

"It's boring, I'm going to have fun."

In the clearing, the white wolf's roar was raised by at least one decibel, and those who knew him well knew that this was a provocative cry after he succeeded.

Indeed, as everyone thought, the white wolf's claws slashed at Chen Fu's throat.

Boom!

Just when everyone thought that Chen Fu would hold his throat and try desperately to stop the bleeding, the white wolf suddenly fell backwards. Accompanied by a painful scream.

"What's going on?" Qiao Baye frowned, he had been closing his eyes and waiting for news just now, but he suddenly heard the scream of the white wolf. He knew the kung fu of the white wolf, and in the grassland, except for a few old people, there were few invincible opponents.

The little thing seemed to move its shoulders...... The white wolf fell on the road. "There is an offering opening.

Qiao Baye narrowed his eyes, his face was gloomy, naturally, he didn't know about the sword bone of Chen Fu's right shoulder, and he simply thought that Chen Fu might have practiced some kind of unloading kung fu to remove the claws of the white wolf's attack.

The white wolf got up in embarrassment, and a crazy look appeared on his face.

Since following Qiao Baye, no one has made him suffer so much for a long time.

In an instant, the white wolf recurled his claws and fell to the ground on one limb, preparing to attack again in a charged posture.

"This time, the white wolf is prepared, and the little thing can't be tricked."

In Qiao Baye's opinion, Chen Fu's unloading kung fu just now was just a trick, just to turn away the white wolf's attack.

"The eighth master really has vicious eyes, I think so too."

"Naturally, the eighth master has been in the Xia Kingdom for decades, and his eyesight is naturally correct."

The open space was very large, and the white wolf attacked for more than ten seconds, gathering strength and attacking Chen Fu viciously.

It is extremely ferocious, and it is very reminiscent of a hungry wolf that pounces on its food.

Yan Zi stood next to Zhou Atuo, one hand tightly shrunk in his sleeve, trembling constantly.

"Don't be nervous, the young master will be fine." Zhou Atuo said lightly.

As an old Jianghu, Zhou Atuo is easy to recognize, this model has a gun hidden in his sleeve, such as Qiao Feng, who shot him at the beginning, and his movements are much more blunt.

"Don't underestimate the young master."

As soon as Zhou Atuo's words fell, sure enough, the situation on the field suddenly came to a big reversal.

No one thought that this little gentleman would really block the white wolf's attack again, and opened his hand into a palm, holding the white wolf's claws tightly, accurately and quickly.

"How is that possible!" This time, not only those Qiao family worshipped, but even Qiao Baye couldn't sit still.

He didn't want to see that this little thing had lost the majesty of the steppe people again and again.

The white wolf was kicked in the air with a kick, and the previous arrogance was swept away, replaced by hysterical panic, which was like an old wolf rushing into the sheepfold, thinking that it would hold the sheep, who would have thought that the sheep would be pryed all over the body with the top of the horns at once.

This is a law violation.

A little gentleman who grew up in Huaicheng since he was a child, how can he de, with a few simple faces, he will beat the heroes and heroes who can be counted on the grassland.

Qiao Baye was very angry, raised a hand, and flicked his forehead with his index finger.

Those who are familiar with him know that this is Qiao Baye's move to prepare for a move.

In the Xia Kingdom, except for those sword immortals, Qiao Baye is really invincible, and it is said that the most shocking record is that more than ten years ago, with the power of only one person, dozens of masters in Yandu were beaten to the point of crying father and mother.

"Eight masters, don't be angry! I'm willing to fight! ”

"Eighth master, I'll come! I'm going to take off his head!" ”

Qiao Baye didn't answer, his eyes were cold, he stepped forward, and when he landed, he stepped out of the cracks and depressions on the stone road in front of him.

......

Lin Zhenxiao woke up, his face was a little bad, hangover and stiff neck have always been taboos for the elderly.

He paused, reached out and touched the empty bottle, his eyes looking pained.

The wooden pavilion was not far from the open space, and naturally, Lin Zhenxiao also saw the person who walked towards Chen Fu step by step.

Another large piece of raindrops that pressed the branches, was violently shaken and sprinkled with a bang.

The people standing around, except for a few worshippers and Zhou Atuo, couldn't help but shake their bodies, it can be imagined that Qiao Baye's strength and strength have reached a terrifying realm.

Chen Fu took a deep breath, wiped his face, and found that blood was oozing out unconsciously under his nose.

"I have to admit that you are indeed very good, and I even think that my grandson provoked you, and it is not unjust for you to break his leg." Qiao Baye spoke slowly, his voice cold, "But you should be afraid of one thing, my grandson's surname is Qiao, not you can move." ”

"So, the small one was beaten, and the old one came?" Chen Fu sneered.

In the last life, Chen Fu was killed everywhere, and he once had a very melancholy thought, if he had an elder who was a peerless master or powerful, then he didn't have to run away in embarrassment like this.

It's a pity that he didn't, he didn't have anything, not even a cat or a dog.

Both parents died, and he grew up alone.

In this life, he was born in the Chen family, and the first twenty years were peaceful, but the Chen family was broken, and this kind of lonely situation could easily appear.

Although it is said that through Jiang Tiansheng, he has the opportunity to walk into the eyes of the old man of the Jiang family, but after all, it is not the Jiang family, and there is no need for the other party to do anything for you.

Chen Fu suddenly felt sad, not because there was no one behind him, but because he was lonely, and when the wild beasts pounced, there was no one to join in.

"Son-in-law." At this time, a faint shout, with hoarseness, sounded in Chen Fu's ears.

Chen Fu turned his head in shock, unable to figure out how his old father-in-law could walk through Qiao Baye's strength and walk so calmly.

Walking flatly, the originally thin body seems to be a lot stronger, and in the palm of his right hand, he holds a small branch of tender bamboo with green shoots.

"Lao Lin, go back." Chen Fu gritted his teeth.

He knew that the old father-in-law had no sword qi in his body.

Qiao Baye narrowed his eyes, retracted the energy he had exuded, and looked at Lin Zhenxiao with interest.

He knows a lot about Chen Fu, and this old father-in-law is also among them, and it is said that he is a countryman who picks up cow dung for wine and drinks.

"I have a giant sword." Lin Zhenxiao lifted the bamboo branch and smiled at Chen Fu and spoke.

The people on Qiao Baye's side paused, and they all burst into laughter.

Even if you are a sword immortal, you still have to forge a good sword, you are a little old man in the countryside, what is the matter with taking a small bamboo branch?