Zifeng's hands and bones were pinched, but he couldn't move, he forced himself to calm down, otherwise he couldn't do anything, but would harm his family.

Wu Tianjie, Zifeng's grandfather walked out of the crowd, came to the field, and said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "The big boss, my Wujiazhuang's money for this quarter has been handed over, I don't know what the big boss means by arresting the old and weak women and children of my Wujiazhuang today?"

The person who came was the notorious Qingyun Village in Qingyun Town, but it was also frightening to mention Qingyun Village, Qingyun Village is the largest local gang, and standing in front of him are the three masters of Qingyun Village: the hideous face on the left is the three masters, formerly known as Niu Zhuang, known as the Bull Demon King. The one in the black robe on the right is the second master, the information is unknown, and he is called the ghost face. Standing in the middle is the big boss of Qingyun Village, and it is also the only think tank of Qingyun Village, Ping Yixiu, known as the cold-faced scholar, and now the three of them are gathered, and the Wujiazhuang is in danger.

"Where did the old master of the martial arts family say, I am a guest when I come from afar, and the old master said that we arrest people, wouldn't it ruin the harmony between each other. Ping Yixiu said lightly.

The Bull Demon King Yinghe said: "That is, I will come from afar, and you will not be well entertained, this big sunny day, but Lao Tzu has died in the sun." After saying that, he grinned very pretending to be garlic.

Wu Haoran had a violent temper, and couldn't help but scold: "Shameless thing, lying is like fart, I don't know what I do, just say it directly, if you have a kind, let people go first, let's fight alone." Wu Hai glared at Wu Haoran and motioned for him to go back.

But the Bull Demon King on the other side didn't follow: "Damn, who didn't plant it, come, Lao Tzu will accompany you to fight for 300 rounds and beat you to death as a rabbit cub." After speaking, he was about to rush forward, but was stopped by Ping Yixiu at a glance, and he caught fire in the same place, looking at Wu Haoran fiercely.

"Since, this brother is quick to talk, then Ping will no longer hide it, and the old family owner also knows how difficult it is to run a family in these years, and such a big foundation as Qingyunzhai, I am powerless, and my hands are a little tight these days, so why not go to Wujiazhuang to borrow something to get through this period of crisis first, and then pay it back when the funds are turned over, how do you see it. "Ping Yixiu just finished speaking,

The bandits in the back exploded, shouting one by one: just borrow some money and pay it back after a while, obviously such an excuse has been used more than once.

The people of the martial family are also gloomy: these words are what this group of despicable and shameless people in front of them can say, borrow money, borrow money. Half of Wujiazhuang's annual income has to be taken away by this group of damn bastards, and now he is not satisfied, and he even comes to rob again, this, this, how can people live.

Wu Tianjie's face remained unchanged, and he looked convinced: "What the big boss said is reasonable." Ping Yixiu listened, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth gradually expanded.

"Yes, it's not easy to run a family, hundreds of people up and down my martial arts village are waiting for dinner every day, I fidget every day, it rained a few days ago, and the house collapsed a few more households, but there is no money in the sect to repair, the old man I don't brow all day long, now that the big boss proposed, it is better to relieve my martial arts village for a while, and when the funds are turned around, it must be returned, how about it?"

The upward arc of the corners of Ping Yixiu's mouth couldn't help but stagnate, and his face was a little unkind: "I have never been the only one who asked others for money, but now your little martial arts village dares to do this, it is really a toast and not eating and drinking, is it really easy to bully me as a cold-faced scholar? If you don't give me 100,000 Xuanshi today, I will wash the martial arts village in blood, old master, you can watch it." After speaking, he looked at Wu Tianjie for a long time.

The Wu family was stunned for a moment, 100,000 Xuan Shi, this is twice the amount paid before, where to find so much money, doesn't this make it clear that you want the life of the Wu family. Wu Feihong really couldn't stand it: "Ping Yixiu, 100,000 Xuanshi, you know that this is almost a year's income of my Wujiazhuang, let me go where to find the money?

Zifeng was shocked when he lay on the roof, 100,000 Xuanshi, will things be so simple.

"If not, use blood to resist, it's fine. The ghost face, who had been silent, spoke, and the gloomy words seemed to be filled with a heavy bloody atmosphere, and the sun seemed to have lost a lot of color, and a yin wind blew silently on the field, and Zifeng couldn't help but set off a chill in his heart.

Wu Feihong's face was flushed, as the head of the family, he had worked hard in the past few years, and the situation that had finally stabilized was about to be broken, and now it was about to be broken, and the damn robbers of Qingyunzhai secretly went around the back of the manor and kidnapped a group of women and children to blackmail them, so that the original situation of fighting was suddenly lost.

Wu Feihong didn't dare to act rashly, 100,000 Xuanshi, it's not nothing, but, once handed over, Wujiazhuang's life will be embarrassed again, not to mention, these robbers in front of him, when they eat the sweetness, will it end so easily...

Zi Yan's father, Wu Feiming looked at his father and brother in contemplation, and he didn't know what to say. His eyes stayed on Zi Yan and them, his eyes lit up, and he stepped forward with a cold face: "Ping Yixiu, if you dare to move someone, you just wait to collect the corpse of Qingyun Village." ”

"Collect the corpse, with you? joke, I don't care about a martial arts intermediate level. Ping Yixiu sneered and looked at Wu Feiming.

"Do you know, who is among the people you kidnapped now, hum, you dare to move the granddaughter of the town lord of Qingyun Town, if the old man knows, can you still exist in Qingyun Village?" Wu Feiming felt a cold sweat in his heart, he was gambling, gambling on his daughter's life, if Ping Yixiu was afraid, it would be fine, if he was not afraid, Zi Yan would definitely bear the brunt.

When Ping Yixiu heard this, his face became a little unnatural. Lin Xuanxi's old man's temper has been heard of in the entire Qingyun Town, if he is not angry, he will turn the sky upside down. If it was accidentally known by the old man, this was not a joke, Ping Yixiu almost forgot about Wu Feiming's wife.

But since he came, what should be collected still has to be collected, but the way may have to be changed, thinking of this, Ping Yixiu immediately smiled and said to the people in the Wujiazhuang opposite: "How could Ping move the old town lord's family, you misunderstood, come here, let the old town lord's granddaughter go." ”

Wu Feiming, his father, and his brother just heard Ping Yixiu's words, thinking that things had taken a turn for the better, but they didn't expect that Ping Yixiu still didn't give up, and was determined to make Wujiazhuang pay the price, but Wu Tianjie caught Ping Yixiu's concerns: "Big boss, do you know the relationship between my Wujiazhuang and the town lord of Qingyun Town, and you still use this way, isn't it to slap him in the face?"

Ping Yixiu knew what Wu Tianjie was thinking about it, it was nothing more than to lead the troubles to the east, but Ping Yixiu was also very human, and he already had an idea in his heart: "The old master said that he laughed, no matter how bold Ping was, he would not move the town lord at all, and now he came to Wujiazhuang just to borrow some money, so let's give you a fair chance, we have three people each except the head of the family, two wins in three games, if you win, then Ping has no two words, release people immediately, this time it will be revealed, what do you think?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the martial arts family was a little moved. Wu Feiming arranged Zi Yan to the back, but Zi Yan obviously didn't want to leave, his eyes looked at Xin'er on the other side, his steps didn't move a bit, Wu Zifeng looked at Zi Yan and sighed, Zi Yan grew up with Xin'er since he was a child, and he had a deep relationship, so he could only let Zi Yan go.

Wu Tianjie pondered for a moment, although he knew that Ping Yixiu would not have any good intentions, but there was no good way so far, maybe this was the best solution, but Wu Feichen was not there, if the third son was there, the chances of winning would be much greater.

Now in addition to Wu Feihong, there are only Wu Feiming and Wu Haoran, Wu Hai, as his servant, although the realm is not low, but he has also been injured before, and it is difficult to fight.

Wu Tianjie's gaze wandered among the crowd, fixed on Ziming, stroked his beard, and made a decision: "The big boss's proposal is indeed tempting, but the opponent of the younger generation is inevitably too monotonous, how about letting the younger generation plug in the game?"

When Wu Ziming heard this, his face suddenly became solemn, his mother was in the hands of the other party, and he was also angry, and he wanted to rush up and tear the other party apart, but Ziming was originally strong outside, and in the face of the fierce and vicious people in front of him, the fear in his heart was also getting bigger and bigger, and now his grandfather wanted to fight by himself, and he couldn't help but sweat coldly, and he didn't even notice his father's encouraging gaze.

"Oh, since the old master said so, then Ping is better to be respectful than obey. "There is indeed a demonic young man beside Ping Yixiu, who is trying to exercise him, but unfortunately Wu Tianjie proposed that Ping Yixiu was eager to agree to him, but he didn't know that there was a demon lurking.

After saying that, everyone retreated, leaving a vacant space. Before Ping Yixiu could speak, the Bull Demon King jumped out, opened his teeth and claws, and said: "Just now, the noisy bastard came out to die, and Lao Tzu wanted your life today." Wu Haoran glanced at Wu Tianjie and his father, and under their instructions, he walked up slowly. The two of them didn't talk the slightest nonsense, they both held their breath in their hearts, and they began to collide as soon as they got on the field.

The same tall and mighty, iron-boned, when they collided together, they made a violent muffled sound like Mars hitting the earth. After a short separation, you punched, I kicked, the two sides were almost defenseless, fists to the flesh, a splash of flesh and blood, and everyone present felt chills.

"Hey, the people in this martial arts village are too fierce, even Niu Ye can parry it, this, it's too fucking hot. "The robbers were talking.

The people in Wujiazhuang were also boiling, especially those teenagers, who had been trained by Wu Haoran before, and had never seen him make a move, but now, they were stunned by this wild fight, pulling their necks one by one, staring wide-eyed, and not wanting to let go of every detail. Among the people detained by the Wu family, Wu Xin'er's tears had not dried yet, Bai Yihan hugged Xin'er tightly, and the anger in Zifeng's heart had already boiled.

The Bull Demon King shouted: "Happy, Lao Tzu likes it, look at my fiery fist." After speaking, the fist suddenly became larger, and the whole fist was also red, like a blood mad python after it had turned wild.

Wu Haoran was not stupid, he flashed, took a few steps back, and the 'Tiger Roaring Fist' spread out to meet him. The scene became even hotter for a while, and the fierce fist punched one punch after another, and everyone who was shocked panicked.

After dozens of rounds, the clothes on the two have long been torn, scarred, and bloodstained. The two have a tacit understanding and look at each other viciously, and then it's time for a decisive victory. The atmosphere on the field was also depressed, and even everyone's breathing became heavy. The momentum of the two sides continued to rise, Wu Haoran roared, 'The tiger roared and broke the mountain', and the vitality of the whole body rolled, like a tiger coming out of the mountain, and the vitality turned into a shocking roar, roaring towards the Bull Demon King. At the same time, the Bull Demon King, with a move of 'blazing and fierce ground', also rolled up a fierce aura, and rushed up with thunder.

'Boom' The entire Wujiazhuang seemed to be trembling, and a strong wind of Yuan Force spread out in the field, and a strong force hit the onlookers, and the dust was flying, but everyone didn't care at all, they all looked at the center of the field, and soon the dust and smoke dispersed, and Wu Haoran and the Bull Demon King both stood straight, staring at each other.

Wu Haoran's eyes were calm, and he said lightly: "You are defeated!", the corner of the Bull Demon King's mouth slowly overflowed with a trace of blood, although there was unwillingness on his face, but his body was unwilling, and he slowly fell to the ground. Everyone in Wujiazhuang suddenly cheered, and Zifeng was also happy.

And Ping Yixiu's face did not have the slightest flustery, which made Zifeng very puzzled, could he be so sure. He couldn't help but think about it, the second game had already begun. The ghost faced the second uncle Wu Feiming, before the Bull Demon King and Wu Haoran were both in the early stage of the Martial Sect, and now Wu Feiming is in the middle stage of the Martial Sect, there should be no big problem, Zifeng thought, but he was still uneasy in his heart, the ghost face always gave him a sense of danger, making him very uncomfortable.

Sure enough, as soon as Ghost Face came on the field, with both hands waving, the field instantly dimmed, the second uncle and Ghost Face disappeared into it, and the onlookers could only hear the sound of the yin wind howling, and other than that, there was no other movement, and the field was silent for a while. Wu Tianjie glanced at Wu Hai suspiciously, and his worried expression was unobstructed.

Wu Feiming couldn't say whether he was bitter, as soon as the two sides fought, they fell into passivity, and the figure of the ghost face was erratic, and there was no trace at all. And the front of him was dim, and from time to time there were fierce claws and winds grabbing at him, if he hadn't had his senses keen, he would have been injured a long time ago. Now, the claw wind is getting faster and denser, and there is no place for it.

Seeing that he couldn't resist it, if he couldn't rush out of this weird environment, it would be a matter of time before he was defeated, Wu Feiming couldn't help but be a little anxious. In this hurry, his hands and feet were also a little messy, and a sinister ghost claw was fiercely imprinted on Wu Feiming's back, Wu Feiming immediately spit out a mouthful of blood, threw it more than 20 meters away, and smashed it to the ground......

Ping Yixiu's face was happy: "In the second game, we won." "I don't know when the ghost face has come to the back of Ping Yixiu.

Zifeng's eyes gradually became clearer, and he saw that the Wu family and his party hurriedly went to check Wu Feiming's injuries, and the surname Suo was fine.

Wu Tianjie's face couldn't help but become cautious, staring at Wu Ziming. Wu Feihong also looked at Wu Ziming with an encouraging expression.

Wu Ziming watched the previous two duels, and his face was already pale. Usually it's a small fight, and I've never experienced such a scene at all, and when I see Uncle Haoran and the second uncle hurt like this, I can't tell how bitter I am. Now, my father and grandfather are already watching me, as well as the people in the martial arts village behind them, and the relatives opposite. Ziming's hands and feet were cold for a while, and he looked at a young man of the same age who had walked out on the opposite side, his lips were a little blue, he really wanted to tell his father that he couldn't, but in the face of these gazes, he, he, hesitated, and didn't move his steps for a long time.

Zifeng squinted at the young man who walked out on the opposite side, the young man looked ordinary, his hair was scattered, but he didn't look messy, he was wearing a black tights, and he was carrying a broadsword behind him, and he had a * human momentum rushing towards him. As for Wu Ziming, he was still standing there for a long time. Zifeng looked at it, and knew that his cousin was afraid that he would not be able to do it.

Wu Feihong was a little dissatisfied: "Ziming, you can go on, don't be pressured." "It's good not to say this, this time, Wu Ziming faintly showed some signs of collapse.

The bandits on the opposite side saw that no one from the martial arts family had come out for a long time, thinking that there was no one in the martial arts family, and a burst of mockery became noisy: "Yo, how did the martial artist become a shrinking turtle, come, let grandpa see how powerful you are." ”

"I'm so scared, I'd better give the money, hahaha. "A thief got a little carried away for a while, and dragged Xin'er over, looking like he was going to be light......