Simple, crisp, and straightforward, this is the style of Juyingkan.

If you say I'll beat you, I'll beat you, and I don't even bother to find an excuse, this is Shishan's style.

Jiang Mubai is used to it, but he couldn't have dreamed that the big disciple of the dignified Juying Pavilion was actually guarding the door of the brothel, waiting to give him a blow to the head.

Shishan long stick shot, not split, but poke, one end of the eyebrow long stick in his hand, the other end like a raptor poking his head, wrapped in the sound of whirring through the air, straight to the rotten top Gan's brain.

This long stick is a high-grade treasure soldier, made of a hundred years of spirit wood, when the thirteen stick monks rescued the Tang King used the ash rod Qi Mei stick and Shi Shan in the hands of the Chaotian stick to compare, only worthy of being used to make a burning stick.

Rotten Dinggan knew that if his head was poked by a stick, it would be a bang, like a balloon punctured by a sewing needle.

Regardless of his personal image, he immediately fell down, rolled on the ground twice in embarrassment, and then supported the ground with his left hand, drew the knife with his right hand, and the whole person bounced up like a spring.

Shi Shan's Chaotian stick is a treasure soldier, and his rotten wind chasing knife is also a treasure soldier, but the grade is inferior.

Although this knife chopping is constantly towards the sky stick, but it can always leave some traces, Shi Shan cherishes the weapon, so he withdrew his hand back to the stick, and did not let the sky stick collide with the blade.

Rotten Ding Gan patted the dust on his body when he rolled around, and finally understood where the uneasiness came from, he gritted his teeth and glared at Shi Shan, and asked, "What do you mean?" ”

"Isn't it obvious? Beat you. ”

Shi Shan laughed, lifted the heavenly stick, stood in place and stood on the spot with a round dancing flower, and the stick shadow flew and suddenly shot.

Chaotian stick is a Qi Mei stick, as the name suggests, when the stick body is upright, it is the same height as the user's eyebrows, Shi Shan is more than one meter nine, and the Qi Mei stick tailored for him is no more or less, just one hundred and eighty centimeters, plus the length of his arm, the strike range is more than three meters.

The stick tail crossed a distance of two meters in an instant, and with a sharp sound of breaking the air, it slashed at the left shoulder of the rotten top Gan.

The stick shadow that appeared due to visual retention can deceive ordinary people, and even deceive the Wu Xiu who has opened his eyes, but he can't deceive the rotten top gan who has been quenched, he dodged the Chaotian stick sideways, but saw the tail of the stick falling straight to the ground, breaking a blue brick and bounced off the ground, running towards his waist and abdomen at great speed.

Rotten Dinggan dodged again, wanting to raise a knife to fight back, but he was powerless, so he could only parry and had no time to care about anything else.

Shi Shan didn't take the rotten top gan seriously at all, and even disdained to use the mountain splitting stick method, only using the basic moves such as splitting, picking, poking, teasing, hanging, collapsing, pointing, sweeping, wearing, blocking, picking, racking, supporting, cloud, smashing, etc., always maintaining a distance of three to five steps, giving full play to the advantage of the hand length, and not leaving any chance for the rotten top gan to fight back.

Ten steps away, the two Nine Tricks Martial Arts of the Blood Knife Gang were entangled in whether they should step forward to help their boss break the siege, but before they could make up their minds, they were beaten back by Shi Guangwen with a fist technique that fell from the sky.

After Shi Shan jumped out of the glass window of the private room, Shi Guangwen watched the excitement for a while, and waited until his two opponents drew out the red short knives before he jumped out of the restaurant through the window.

Shi Guangwen has been practicing eight poles for 20 years, and the lethality of fists, elbows, shoulders, and knees is not inferior to blunt weapons such as Jinwu and gourd hammers, especially after wearing a treasure-level finger tiger, one punch can kill a brute bull! is only a martial arts cultivator in the enlightenment period, and he has not used his aura to refine his physical body, how dare he let Shi Guangwen get close.

In a panic, the two Nine Martial Cultivators made a faint move, but instead of grasping the advantage of fighting more and fighting less, they dragged each other down, and one of them was eager to fight back, revealing a flaw, and hit the bear spirit in the eight shapes, and flew out like a broken kite, crashing into two wooden doors.

The eight extremes are fierce, and the Nine Tricks Martial Cultivation can't bear it, and after being hit like this, it is impossible to get up in a short time, at least he has to lie on the hospital bed for ten days and a half months.

The other Nine Tricks Martial Cultivator was also decisive, and after being close to Shi Guangwen, he abandoned the short knife and replaced it with a dagger, putting on a lifeless posture, and wanted to exchange injuries with Shi Guangwen.

Shi Guangwen was worried that his dagger would be coated with poison, so he was jealous, but he couldn't use it and failed to resolve the battle quickly.

The tailless monkey clutched the hilt of the knife on his waist, overwhelmed by this unexpected change, he only opened eight orifices, and he was not qualified to participate in the battle between the martial arts of the Quenching Realm, while Shi Guangwen was obviously good at fighting more and less, and making rash moves would only make him win faster.

But the tailless monkey can't hide like Accountant Gou, Accountant Gou is a scholar, he has no power to tie the chicken, and he doesn't lag behind in the fight, even if he performs well, but the tailless monkey is different, he ranks second in the Blood Knife Gang in terms of knife skills, and his combat power is not lower than the fourth and fifth who have opened the nine tricks, if the boss Gan looks back after the fight here, the brothers are all injured, only he has no tailless monkey fart, so what does Boss Gan think?

It's not, that's not, what the hell to do!

The tailless monkey was anxious, his face was melancholy, and when he looked around, he suddenly saw a person coming out of the door of the restaurant, that person was dressed in white and was handsome, with stars in his eyes, and he was breathtaking.

It's him!

The tailless monkey recognized Jiang Mubai and immediately turned his worries into joy.

The persimmon picks the soft pinch, and the new martial arts cultivator who only opened his eyes half a month ago is not a soft persimmon? Not to mention that Jiang Mubai was holding a wooden sword in his hand, which was simply at his disposal.

The tailless monkey made up his mind in an instant, and he wanted to take advantage of the great opportunity of Shi Shan and Shi Guangwen being dragged by the eldest and fourth brother to abolish Jiang Mubai and avenge the eighth and eleventh brothers!

At this time, hatred overshadowed reason, and the tailless monkey didn't think about the consequences of abolishing Jiang Mubai, he drew a red single knife and walked quickly to the restaurant.

………………

Jiang Mubai walked down the stairs.

The two senior brothers are fierce people, not to mention jumping over the window, the restaurant is about five or six meters from the ground, with Jiang Mubai's current cultivation, if you want to jump without injury, you must be like a parkour athlete, immediately after landing to roll forward and unload.

Parkour action is certainly an ornament, but it has to be paired with the right outfit and the right occasion. Imagining the picture of jumping off the building and rolling in a white dress, and then looking at the melon-eating crowd in Sanquan Alley, Jiang Mubai silently closed the window and walked downstairs with a wooden sword.

Walking to the door of the restaurant, Jiang Mubai saw at a glance the opponents left by the two senior brothers.

The tailless monkey is skinny, like skin and bones, and has a sallow complexion, looking like a long-term illness, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a martial artist who has opened the secret vault of the human body.

This made Jiang Mubai sigh with emotion, kidney deficiency is really terrible!

"Jiang Mubai, right?" The tailless monkey walked up to Jiang Mubai, grinning, and the skin on his face was piled up with a few shriveled folds.

Jiang Mubai looked at him expressionlessly and didn't speak.

"With the protection of the senior brother, you dare to come to Sanquan Lane to spread wild?" The tailless monkey sneered, "It turns out that you, the one who kills dogs, will also fight people." ”

"I killed two martial artists in the rain shelter on the outskirts of the city." Jiang Mubai's tone was flat and did not carry any emotion.

"You use a gun!" The tailless monkey scolded angrily, "What are you without a gun!" ”

Jiang Mubai didn't hear it, and said the second half of the sentence: "They are the same as you, and they talk a lot of nonsense." ”

The simple and short declarative sentence made the tailless monkey twitch and tremble in anger, and the blue tendons on his forehead burst out.

"Die!"

With a loud shout, he slashed Jiang Mubai's cheek with a single knife.