Outside the venue of the Heroes Conference, in the Beggar Gang Camp Manor, in a remote corner.

If it is a man, he will eat, drink, and Lazar, and the beggars will be no exception. Don't look at the fact that the Hanako don't seem to care about public health, if they really dare to defecate in the open, the Xiangyang defenders will immediately come to the door. The beggars were numerous, and there were no less than 100,000 people in the whole world. It is precisely because of such a large number of beggars that the smooth operation of that extremely powerful intelligence network can be guaranteed. And Xiangyang is an important place for beggars, and the number of beggars disciples is also quite large.

Such a large number of people, all of them flowed into the same dung pit. A pit bears the reincarnation of thousands of people, and this dung pit can also be regarded as a legendary dung pit. And not long ago, an old monk crossed a flowing arc like a paper airplane thrown by a naughty boy, and plunged headlong into the dung pit.

The old monk was very proficient in iron head skills, otherwise it would not have been possible to smash it so loudly and into the soul with such a shot. The old sour that has accumulated over time is smelly and hard to get down to the stone, but the old monk can pierce it with a fierce son, and it is so deep that people can't pull it out. It can be seen that a senior monk is indeed a senior monk, and no matter what he does, he must "implement it in depth" a little more than others.

Because the impact was too large and the splashing area was too wide when the phase landed, almost none of the disciples of the Beggar Gang were willing to approach. One by one, "I'm going to find the rope!" "I'm going to serve the basin of water!" "I'm going to ...... I'm going to vomit for a while!" and other excuses fled far away, and only those monks who came to the rescue carried forward the meditation kung fu of color and emptiness, and rushed down the pit one by one with their noses pinched to save people.

After a moment, a purple halo flashed, and a figure approached rapidly from a distance. It was the Eagle Master who came. The behavior of the uninterlocking basin is too weird. I think there must be other reasons behind it. Otherwise, how could Wuxiang know Jia Tengying's person? Thinking about those big characters written on the door of Shaolin, it is obvious that there is someone behind the trouble. Therefore, after the eagle master pulled hatred in the front court and released the smoke bomb, he immediately dared to come to the back court to catch the live mouth.

"Damn, it stinks so far away, this concentration of biogas, even flies can make your head dizzy. Yang Qi covered her nose and looked gloomy. Tears were about to smoke out: "I knew that I would have brought Uncle Hu Bao An'er Le with me, I don't want to get my hands on those monks." Or ......" Yang Qi looked at Sanmiao in his arms with bad intentions, and Sanmiao immediately shook his head with wide eyes in horror. Fishing people out of the dung pit or something, thinking about it makes me feel like I'm covered in sweat and hair.

"Alas, I did my own thing~~~" The eagle man looked up to the sky and sighed, just threw the monk into the dung pit as soon as his brain was hot, and now he has to kidnap the monk by himself, it seems that he is crazy about it. "Forget it, pick up the clean ones and catch them. ”

But when the eagle master crossed the heavy houses, he came to the left like a dazzling shadow. But suddenly frowned. It is necessary for the monks to go down to the dung to save people, and it is necessary to hold their breath and concentrate. No one will "take a deep breath and close my eyes" in a dung pit, so it is natural that the sound is weak. But it's weird to be so close and still not hear a sound at all.

Well, the figure flashed, and the eagle was standing on the roof near the dung pit. Looking around, I saw that there were corpses all over the field. The monks who came to the rescue and the beggar disciples who were kind enough to help were all dead on the spot, blood spilled far and near. If it weren't for the stench here, the smell of blood would have alarmed everyone. Looking at the phaselessness again, an upside-down onion is inserted in the center of the dung pit, and the entire upper body is completely submerged in it. Now his legs drooped weakly, like dead saplings, apparently dead.

The eagle master's expression was stern.

Someone came here in advance to kill them, they must be afraid that Jia Tengying will pursue the causal connection behind the scenes, and they are afraid that the world's first lewd thief will touch the melon. There seems to be no doubt that there is another reason behind it. The question is, who did this? The other side must have someone to monitor the whole process at the scene of the Heroes Conference, otherwise it would not have killed people so quickly. Yang Qi intently recalled, the sea of dreams unfolded, and all the people who passed by at the hero conference were quickly filtered, but no suspect was found.

"If it is said that it is eye-catching, among the people at the hero conference, Cao Hong's group and a group of scribes are more eye-catching. And also...... No, there are too many people to confirm who it is. "Looking at the traces at the scene, the killer has obviously just been killed, and he may be able to catch up.

The eagle master kicked under his feet, and Mrs. Sanmiao contributed internal strength, and the two of them rose into the sky together, jumping no less than 100 meters. In the whirring night wind, the eagle master shot a ghostly light, and instantly looked all over the four directions, taking in the movements of the entire Xiangyang City in his eyes.

The streets and alleys of Xiangyang City are crisscrossed, but there are no pedestrians. The defenders of the city patrolled over and over again, and the defense was tight. The wanted criminals who escaped from the Heroes Conference wandered in all directions, sneaking into the streets. The group of heroes followed, and there were people shouting and running around everywhere, which brought a lot of interference to the tracking of the eagle master.

But Lord Ying's eyes quickly flashed and locked on one place.

There was a person there, and he couldn't see anything wrong on the surface, but Yang Qi inexplicably locked his eyes on that person, and felt that something was wrong with that person.

Whoosh, the two of them were like a fluttering flying Hong, flying down through the night wind. People in this era did not have the habit of paying attention to the top of their heads, and no one could have imagined that someone could jump to such heights. The Demon King and Demon Girl glided silently like a stuntman in a winging suit. With a little bit of strength on the roof of a three-story house, chase into a dark alley.

There was someone walking around the alley normally, there was no smell of blood on him, there was no evil aura of having just killed someone, but Yang Qi made this person the top suspect in an instant, because her instinct was to tell her so, and at the same time he had a subtle smell of. Even if a person just passes near the toilet, he will inevitably be infected with a slight smell. Not to mention the rancid smell of that legendary dung pit covering a wide area, far exceeding the attack distance of the master's sword qi.

Therefore, with a rancid smell on his body, and he is not a disciple of the beggar gang, he is still sneaking in such a black rumbling alley, no matter what, it is tricky. When you look closely, it is a broad, strong, majestic back. It was impossible to see his full picture in the dark, but he could see that this man had a pair of powerful hands and tendons like dragons.

Such a pair of hands is a pair of killers.

No matter what the situation is, hey, eat my old Yang's palm first!

Whoosh, accelerating in mid-air, Eagle Lord and Sanmiao glided close to the ground like hydrofoils, purple light was transparent, and slapped the man's back with a palm.

Boom, the purple glow dispersed, and the detonation sound of fists and palms was heard far away. At the end of the alley, a large amount of smoke and dust erupted, and the wind was blowing, and the walls on both sides of the earthquake were shaking off debris. In the smoke and dust, Eagle Lord and Sanmiao came out and came to the long street at the end of the alley.

"Cut, he slipped away. Yang Qi looked at his palm, just now because it was just a temptation, he didn't use all his strength, he only used three wonderful internal forces and a little bit of instinct. Take it easy when you try it, and if you beat the wrong person, it is easy to deal with it. But the guy turned around and punched hard, and the punch was extremely strong and fierce, and it was in line with the fatal injuries on those monks.

In the electric light, I didn't see the man's face clearly in the darkness, I only remembered that he had a pair of domineering eyes. This person is a master of at least ninety years of skill, stronger than the bitter smile and anger of the three monks of Shaolin, and the suspicion has increased sharply. There are only a few such masters in the whole world? If the road is bright, why sneak, why hide your head and tail and be in a hurry to get out? It is likely that he is the one who is making trouble behind the scenes!

"If you want to run, can you run!" Yang Qi raised all his five senses, searching the distance and distance in all directions. Ancient cities were basically laid out in a flat layout, with no towering skyscrapers or underground pipe networks extending in all directions, and there were only a few escape routes. If we find you again this time, we won't be able to hold back. Go all out and take you down!

"Huh?" Yang Qi suddenly raised the corners of her eyebrows, and she caught another person in her perception domain.

Huo Ran turned around, only to see a gray-haired man walking slowly under the moon and at the end of the long street, it was Guo Jing. Guo Jing didn't hide his sense of existence, his eyes were calm, his steps were straight, and he seemed to walk here slowly and quickly. One moment it was still dozens of feet away, and the next moment it was ten meters away.

Seeing Guo Jing's posture, Yang Qi immediately understood his intentions, and his eyes lit up: "Beixia Guo Jing, you also want to come and play with two hands?"

"Mr. Guanjia's words are also a downright person. But Mr. Jia's actions are heinous evil. If Mr. has other reasons to hide, he can come to Guo, and Guo will never listen to and believe partially. But if not, I can't say it, and Guo can't let Mr. get away. Guo Jing spoke very slowly, word by word clearly, and at the same time, the ten fingers also moved and bent one by one, and finally clenched into a fist. Guo Jing raised his skills violently, and a strange light burst out in his eyes: "Mr. Jia, tell Guo Mou clearly!"

"Hahaha!" Yang Qi suddenly laughed, raised his hand, and was excited: "Come on, come on, martial artists don't need to talk to their mouths, if you want to talk to me, use your eighteen dragon palms to talk!"

"Okay!" Xuan Gong burst out, and Guo Jing's clothes were blown up with energy. In an uproar, his hair fluttered, and Guo Jing stepped on his feet and slashed with a palm: "Then Guo will see Mr. Jia's tricks!"

Eighteen palms of the dragon descended, and the war dragon was in the field, and it was slammed out.

"It's a good time!" In the face of such a fierce palm technique that is the first in the world, and in the face of this monstrous momentum, Yang Qi instantly forgot about everything else. The kind of slapstick gambling with Zhou Botong can not be counted, and the master will condense and sublimate all the spirit in the real fight, which is really the most intense and gorgeous moment in life. Especially people like Yang Qi, who instantly fell into the mode of going crazy. What is cautious, what hides identity, what tracks the mastermind behind the scenes, what is good to see in the future, all of them are left behind.

Now the only thing on my mind is to fight with this legendary palm.

If you still hide it, it will be an insult to yourself and the other party!

Let go of Sanmiao, step on it, and the stone bricks will crack and splash. The crimson gold supreme skill was like an enraged dragon, rumbling through the meridians at an extremely fast speed. Yang Qi palm-to-palm, and actually played the war dragon in the field with the same action as Guo Jing.

The form is similar and strange, but it is not confined to the form. No matter what move, style, or shape, the punch that my Yang Qi threw out was my own punch! Two similar and different war dragons suddenly collided on the long street of Yeyu, and boomed, and the city of Xiangyang was like a thunderbolt. (To be continued......)

PS: This is the second chapter of last night's promise. Shou will leave in the afternoon, wait for me to come back. Fellow rivers and lakes, heroes and heroines, the mountains are high and the road is long, take care~~~