Qin Lang took Sun Shangxiang around his waist and rushed all the way out of the city, lightly under his feet, and stepped on the eaves in two or three steps. But the person behind him was in hot pursuit, he thought: "This person is definitely not good at light work, the so-called stepping on the snow to find plums, before the sound arrives, even if it is a moment of chaos, there is no need to step on other tiles." It's good to drag it out for a while."

Qin Lang secretly snickered in his heart, and said in his heart: "I'll play tricks on him first." ”

During the chase, the master behind was also angry, but this kid was as slippery as an oiled loach, and he was letting him drill in the streets and alleys, and was thinking of a way, when he suddenly saw two black shadows shooting towards him, instinctively pulling out the sword from his waist and immediately cutting it open, and when he looked at it, it was two bricks and red tiles.

When he looked further, where was there still Qin Lang, he was so angry that he shouted. Suddenly, I heard a whoosh, and another black shadow hit him, the old man sneered conceitedly, and stabbed the sword forward, but it was a poof, this time it was not a tile but a watermelon, and the bright red sweet juice sprayed the old man's body, and the old man who reacted for a moment did not speak, and chased after the sword.

"You brought it on yourself, boy!"

Qin Lang held his own light skills, and simply ran through the downtown and jumped down the city gate, leading the old man to a barren mountain outside the city, where the land is barren, but it is overgrown with bamboo, and it is sparsely populated, so there are also many poor people who bury their bodies here, becoming a mass grave, and white cloth strips are tied everywhere, even if it is daytime, there will be crows from time to time to echo in the sky.

Qin Lang chose such a place in order to have a lush bamboo forest and make better use of the advantages of Captain Touching's light skills, but also because it was sparsely populated and did not need to cause riots.

Running over easily along the way, and harassing the old man behind him from time to time, Qin Lang didn't mention how enjoyable it was, but as soon as he entered the bamboo forest, Sun Shangxiang, who was carrying him around his waist, was unstable, struggling hard, flying with both hands and feet, and hitting Qin Lang's right rib with an elbow, Qin Lang suddenly seemed to have eaten a few catties of Coptis chinensis, his face turned sharply, and he held Sun Shangxiang's hand trembling and forcibly endured it and didn't let go, this time the blow hurt.

Qin Lang was about to teach Sun Shangxiang on his waist a lesson, but he suddenly stumbled under his feet, and suddenly the two of them fell to the ground and gnawed on the mud.

Seeing that it was only a little distance from the original location, how could Qin Lang be willing.

But in the blink of an eye, the old man behind him had already caught up, and when he saw Qin Lang falling, he immediately laughed, unexpectedly, his feet were also hindered, he kicked the bamboo horizontally, and rolled down fiercely.

Qin Lang immediately made a decision, turned around and ran towards the depths of the bamboo forest. The old man got up after a while, saw his wife Sun Shangxiang fainting aside, and hurriedly checked her injuries.

The old man used his right arm to drive his whole body, rolled to the side a few times, and was able to dodge. Qin Lang stabbed again, the old man picked up his long sword and blocked it, Jin Ge saw each other, shaking Qin Lang's long knife.

"Boy, let me let you see the master's mountain tiger swordsmanship. The old man turned over with a harrier, his feet had already been tied up, and he went out diagonally with a sword, Qin Lang dodged sideways, and then slashed down fiercely, Qin Lang's face changed, and he held the Kunwu knife in both hands to block up, and half of his calf had already sunk into the dirt.

"Although this person's move is not clever, it is so powerful!" Qin Lang secretly praised in his heart, but he held the Kunwu knife in his hand and slashed at it.

The old man swung his sword and wanted to cut it again, Qin Lang naturally wouldn't take it hard, first he stretched out the long sword and pretended to fight hard, the old man saw Qin Lang's movements, and his heart was full of contempt, knowing that it was someone else's strengths and weaknesses, but he didn't know how to avoid the important and light, stupid.

The sword touched, this sword was indeed the power of ten thousand people, but Qin Lang's knife head followed, and with a twist of his wrist, he slapped this infinitely powerful sword to the ground next to him, and he jumped out of the soil by the trend, which was a perfect match for the old man's move.

Qin Lang thought to himself: "This old man can fight with himself without care, so strong?" But Qin Lang found that this old man was focused on himself for three points, but Sun Shangxiang was on him, obviously he didn't do his best, but wanted to save Sun Shangxiang while he was in chaos. But now that Sun Shangxiang is still lying on Qin Lang's side, the old man naturally has no way to save him, in order to let him do his best, Qin Lang thought about it, and approached Sun Shangxiang's side, the old man suddenly became nervous and wanted to fly over with his sword and cut off Qin Lang's head.

Qin Lang saw that the old man was about to move, so he hurriedly pinched Sun Shangxiang's neck, scared the old man and said: "Senior, the future is polite, I have been obsessed with martial arts since I was a child, and I have been practicing to this day, but I have been trapped in the bottleneck for a long time, I want to ask you for a trick or two from my seniors, so I hope that my seniors will not take care of it, Mrs. Sun, I will keep her safe and sound, what are your intentions, senior?"

"Don't talk nonsense, my wife is still unconscious, how to call it safe and sound, if you want to ask for a lesson or two, come to me, I will accompany me to the end, but let my wife go first. The old man's eyes narrowed into a line, hiding a murderous intention.

Qin Lang's right hand turned into a sword finger and pointed at several acupuncture points on Sun Shangxiang's body, and suddenly Sun Shangxiang spit out a mouthful of blood and woke up quietly. "Senior, let people go, but it's not time to let them go, you see, isn't your wife safe and sound? Just let the horse come, if you can't win me, I told the outside that you tied your right hand to let the juniors be good." ”

"You!" The old man was so angry that he picked up his sword and rushed towards Qin Lang, Qin Lang relied on light skills, hovering back and forth on the bamboo forest, the old man also stepped on the bamboo in two steps, the bamboo suddenly bent down, he carefully observed Qin Lang's movement trajectory, suddenly his body moved, and shot towards a no-man's land, the next second, Qin Lang actually appeared there, but at this time, the old man was already in front of him, it was too late to dodge, so he could only resist hard.

Qin Lang carried out his internal strength, his true luck was a week, his left hand was in front and his right hand was behind, he raised the long knife and poked it at the old man, at this time, the long sword was shorter than the long knife, and the advantage was reflected, the old man had to twist his wrist in a hurry, and hit the long knife body sideways, Qin Lang suddenly flew out to the side like a weak dragonfly in a typhoon, knocking down an unknown number of green bamboos.

Sun Shangxiang watched the old man and Qin Lang fight on the ground, and saw that the old man had a clear advantage in the fight, but he was not happy for some reason, but he felt a chill in his heart, and glanced around uncomfortably but found nothing, so he had to endure the discomfort and continue to watch the battle.