At both ends of the long bluestone-paved street, there were two people walking towards each other, and Chen Ping'an and the chess stall happened to be in the center.

On Chen Ping'an's left hand side is a woman with a white veil on her face, dressed in stone blue, wrapped in red brocade, tied with a jade belt, holding a pipa in her arms, her body is bewitching, swaying.

On the right is an eight-foot-tall man, bare-handed, with a bare upper body and knotted muscles, but wearing a pair of pink trousers.

This pair of men and women don't look like people in the market who are accompanied by roosters and dogs barking.

The man was murderous, he did not hide his high-spirited fighting spirit, staring at the guy with the vermilion wine jug in his hand, compared to the ordinary young and strong man of Nanyuan Kingdom, he was slightly taller, although his face was delicate, he was not a young man.

The man laughed loudly: "Stranger, my name is Ma Xuan, from outside the Saiwai, there are good people who gave a nickname of Pink King Kong, yesterday someone spent a thousand taels of gold to buy your head, and said that your martial arts are unfathomable, don't look at the tender face, it is very likely to be an old monster like Yu Zhenyi, I shouted my concubine together, are you committing suicide today, so as to leave a whole corpse, or smash me with both fists?"

The man's voice was loud, and his words were shocking, and on the side of the chess stall, everyone was in an uproar, not caring about the chess box and bench, and fled in all directions. This is to kill people on the street, how dare they join in the fun, according to the older generation of people in Zhuangyuan Lane, the history of Nanyuan Guojingshi, there have been several battles of masters in the rivers and lakes, and the world has been turned upside down, and several large squares have been directly beaten into ruins.

Through the light veil, looking at the neighbors who were scattered with birds and beasts, the corners of the woman's mouth were upturned, and her right hand was about to pick the strings, killing people and cutting off people's heads with the rhythm of music.

But the woman suddenly stopped picking the strings and smiled, "Since this son doesn't like to be entertained, the slave family won't do much." ”

It turned out that the white-robed foreigner was eyeing her, and it felt like as long as she dared to touch the string with his fingers, he would leave the pink King Kong and target her first.

She is here to help her old friend earn a thousand taels of gold together, but she is not here to serve as the main force of the thankless fight, the reason why she is willing to take this deal is that she and Fan King Kong Ma Xuan are rare excellent partners in the rivers and lakes, one person fights hand-to-hand combat, and one person is far away from the attack, seamless, as long as it is the master of the rivers and lakes outside the ten people, the two cooperate, even if they can't fight, they can escape.

Chen Ping'an felt a little inexplicable, why did he want to find himself? First, the so-called immortal of the fairy Fan Wan'er, and now someone has bid for a thousand taels of gold, so in broad daylight, such two bloody guys popped up, if they hadn't stopped themselves, I am afraid that those people who fled in all directions would have died.

Compared with Ma Xuan, a burly man with a terrifying voice, Chen Ping'an's attention is more on women.

The gorgeous pipa made of a whole piece of red sandalwood fell in Chen Ping'an's eyes, and there was a mystery, near the pipa strings, wisps of bloody gas and dead air as thick as ink, intertwined with each other, exuding all around.

It's just that there are no resentful spirits and ghosts on the pipa, Chen Ping'an is a little strange about this, according to his experience of walking in various places in Aquarius and Tongye Continent, there are so many souls who have died under the pipa, and the resentment is condensed, there should be supernatural and strange things, just like in that Flying Eagle Castle.

The thin little girl sat on a bench at the base of the wall, muttering "No one can see me...... Can't see my ......".

As for why she didn't follow those people and flee into the distant streets, she hadn't hesitated before, but she always felt more at ease staying here.

Chen Ping'an asked: "If I give two thousand taels of gold, can you tell me who is behind the scenes?"

The woman lowered her head and covered her mouth, smiling coquettishly, because she was holding the pipa in her arms, and after making this action, her chest was squeezed hard.

That Ma Xuan just glanced at her, his eyes were hot, and he scolded with a smile: "girl, I haven't seen you for a few years, but I still can't walk when I see a handsome man! After this deal, let's find a place to fight, can it be cheaper? It costs a hundred taels of gold at a time, who in the world can afford it?"

Chen Ping'an sighed and said, "You don't have to talk about it?"

The man strode forward and laughed: "Unscrewed head, let's talk again, what should be said or not, uncle will tell you, what's the matter?"

The woman holding the pipa walked slowly, and when she was still a hundred steps away from Chen Ping'an, she stopped, she shook her wrist gently, ready to go.

Ma Xuan kicked suddenly, the bluestone ground under his feet shattered, and the burly figure instantly came to Chen Ping'an's body less than a foot, pink trousers clinging to his thighs, and because the speed was too fast, there was a hunting sound.

A foot away, the guy who seemed to be scared stupid was still motionless, Ma Xuan sneered: "If you dare to provoke Lao Tzu's concubine, it's not a pity to die!"

No longer retaining his strength, a punch suddenly accelerated, smashing into Chen Ping'an's head.

Chen Ping'an's mind turned sharply, and he didn't delay to dodge this punch, his body fluttered back and fell, and his feet were rooted in the ground.

The pure martial artist here seems to be a little bold. Facing the enemy, and chatting with people in a leisurely manner? Are you not afraid that when you run out of breath, between the old and the new, you will be caught by the opponent?

A punch missed, Ma Xuan knew that something was wrong, and immediately dispersed his whole body, although he was the grandmaster of foreign boxing, but for the sake of caution, he was still afraid of his own horizontal physique, and he might not be able to bear it, so he had to give up the offensive and turn to defense.

Chen Ping'an kicked upwards and hit Ma Xuan in the abdomen, and the whole person was kicked into the sky.

One twisted and turned over, Chen Ping'an suddenly stood up straight, his steps moved slightly, and he shook left and right, just avoiding the four "strings" condensed into a line.

The woman twisted, rolled, and picked three potentials, and the five fingers of her right hand were dazzled, but the pipa was silent, but a trace of crystal light suddenly appeared in front of her, and it was fleeting.

Chen Ping'an floated around the streets, and every time he just dodged the cold silk threads that burst out of the strings, those silk threads like sharp blades, crisscrossed in the air, chaotic, like dozens of strong bows shot out of a series of arrows, enveloping all directions.

Ma Xuan made a jack fall to the ground with a bang, his hands made a hammer, and fiercely pressed down the street.

Obviously, the woman was also paying attention to Ma Xuan's movements at all times, pinching the right time, and when Ma Xuan fell, the silk thread that surged out of the pipa was slowed down, so as not to delay Ma Xuan's offensive momentum.

Chen Ping'an disappeared out of thin air in place, the burly man was stunned for a moment, his fist was too late to retract, and he smashed heavily on the street, Ma Xuan, who had long arms like an ape, bent his knees and smashed the ground, and in a half-squatting posture, his fist touched the ground, smashing the bluestone slab and splashing.

Chen Ping'an appeared on Ma Xuan's side, pressed Ma Xuan's shoulder with one hand, slightly increased the force, and pressed Ma Xuan to sink violently, and his knees sank into the bluestone slat.

Ma Xuan shouted angrily, wanting to open the palm that weighed a thousand pounds, but the man just pressed it again, and he was pressed to sit on the ground, and the layer on his skin meant that the golden color that had almost reached the peak of the rivers and lakes in his body began to dissipate on his own, and the breath in his body began to circulate involuntarily.

After "sparring".

Chen Ping'an finally discovered a truth, this martial artist who took the path of foreign boxing, the pure true qi in his body was too scattered.

The momentum and fist intent that leaked out of the body are real, and it is a real martial arts qi refining realm, but it is like a house, the wood of the pillars is not good enough, and the ordinary wind and sun are beautiful, there will be no problem, but once it encounters a real wind and rain, it is easy to not be able to hold it up and collapse.

One breath, miscellaneous and chaotic, seeking more but not refinement, has nothing to do with "purity" at all, but is like a martial artist who has taken the road of practicing qi.

The woman holding the lute in her arms simply stopped her ten-finger movements, and there was a resentful sigh behind the veil.

There is a huge disparity in strength between the two sides, and this time she and Ma Xuan hit an iron plate.

The white-robed boy in front of him, who seems to be young, is very likely to be a hermit great master who is infinitely close to the "Ten People in the World".

A person in the Demon Sect? After Ding Lao Mo, another proud son of heaven who was born out of thin air?

Or is it a descendant disciple carefully trained by the old immortal Yu Zhenyi? Is it to target Ding Lao Mo's killer weapon to reappear in the rivers and lakes?

The situation is a mess.

The same is true in the heart of the pipa woman.

I shouldn't have been involved with Ma Xuan.

Someone on the wall clapped his hands lightly, "It's amazing, it's worthy of being temporarily put on the list, and it's really worth dealing with seriously." ”

The woman looked up, and suddenly fell into an ice cave, and there was a man squatting on the wall with a stiff smile, his dignity remained unchanged for ten thousand years, like wearing a lame and inferior mask, and it took root and sprouted when he put it on, and he could never take it off again in this life.

Smiling face, Qiantang.

Outside of those ten people, this person can be called the most difficult grandmaster in the world, not even one, but also the most eccentric evil demon alien, not too indiscriminate killing innocents, but when encountering a master of the same realm, he will definitely be stalked, the eight-armed god Xue Yuan, who is among the ten people of the older generation, although because of his age, the peak of boxing has passed, and he has fallen out of the ranks of ten people, but the thin camel is bigger than the horse, and a certain hero of one of the three sects of the Demon Sect almost died under his eight-armed supernatural powers, but in the face of the smiling face, he was entangled by Qiantang for a whole year, and he was almost driven crazy。

The smiling face squatted on the wall, grabbed a piece of soil with one hand, threw it gently, and said: "If you want to deliberately retain your strength, you will die, not in his hands, but in my hands." ”

"Right, Ma Xuan, and that big-breasted woman, by the way, what's your last name?"

Ma Xuan, who was pressed on his shoulder by Chen Ping'an with his palm several times, suddenly exploded with a majestic aura, and his momentum skyrocketed countless times compared to before.

The woman with the pipa in her arms also put on a pair of false nails, glowing with a ghostly light, and there was no suspicion of showing off her skills, and began to pluck the strings of the lute heavily.

Ma Xuan threw a fierce punch with his backhand.

Chen Ping'an stretched out a palm in front of him, blocked the punch, and his body slid out backwards, his feet like two chess pieces gently sliding across the mirror.

Between Ma Xuan and Chen Ping'an, two bright green silk threads as thick as thumbs staggered, and two cracks broke out in the walls on both sides.

If Chen Ping'an retreated a little later, he would need to face this sneak attack.

Ma Xuan turned around, first glanced up at the guy with the still smiling face on the wall, snorted coldly, stared at Chen Ping'an, who was safe and sound, spit blood on the ground, and was stare at the sky by Chen Ping'an before, his internal organs were actually injured, and the strong man reminded the woman behind him: "Sao Po Niang, if you don't have some real skills, it will be difficult for the two of us to fool through today." ”

The woman said viciously: "It's all your fault, how can there be such a hard amount of money in the world!"

Ma Xuan grinned and said: "Where did Lao Tzu know in advance that this gold was so hot, and he said that he would deal with Ding Lao Mo, I thought that this guy was just a small fish and a small shrimp." ”

Chen Ping'an's attention was more focused on the smiling face on the wall.

He was testing them, or trying to see through the depths of the rivers and lakes.

Aren't they looking at the true details of Chen Ping'an.

The smiling face on the wall clapped his hands again, "Interesting, everyone wants to go together?"

At this moment, at the intersection of streets and alleys, a young man with a jade tree in the wind slowly walked out, with apricot blossoms on his head and two bloody heads in his hands.

Hairpin Lang Zhou Shi, he stood around the corner, looked at Chen Ping'an from afar, lifted the head in his hand with a smile, and gently threw it on the ground.

Behind him, a stunning woman with wooden clogs stepped on, she slowly crossed Zhou Shi, and after stepping on the bluestone slab from the mud, there was a ticking sound, very crisp, and she also carried two heads in her hands and threw them on the street.

She smiled and said: "This son, my grandfather said that as long as you hand over the wine gourd, that child can live." Otherwise, a family of five will be reunited, these days, the son has visited the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom, and at first glance he is a good-hearted person, can you bear it?"

In the house deep in the alley, an old man wearing a silver lotus crown was sitting on a bench basking in the sun, and next to him was a child, shivering, with snot and tears on his face.

The old man smiled and said: "Don't be afraid, your talent is very good, I plan to make an exception to take you as an apprentice, maybe you can become the next Demon Sect leader, what are you crying about? I don't have a few relatives, but I hope to have a whole river and lake, baby, you have read some books, you should have been able to calculate this account, if you cry again, I will be distracted, and I can't trap the little guy in the house, I will kill you together." ”

The old man looked up into the distance, "Yu Zhenyi, Chongqiu, I might as well tell you the truth, Zhou Fei I have promised to keep it, I advise you to kill Tong Qingqing and Feng Qingbai first, and then deal with the old man, besides, one more foreigner is one more chance, whether you kill me or not is not so important." Do you really think I'm going to be tempted by a pair of Arhat gold bodies? Then you also underestimate me Ding Ying too much. But I can tell you a great piece of good news, killing the man on the street is not ten, in addition to one life, plus the wine gourd, and the legendary immortal flying sword in the house behind me, then at least thirteen. ”

The old man said lazily: "It's better for both you and me to change their strategies, kill that kid, and you can have a lot of choices." ”

Probably having received an exact reply, the old man scoffed.

On the street, Chen Ping'an looked around and said in a deep voice: "Don't calculate my state of mind anymore." ”

Both the smiling face and the hairpin flower lang felt incredible, and they didn't know why such a sentence came out.

Only a middle-aged man standing in the shade of a tree with a sword in the distance had been napping, but when he opened his eyes, he no longer had a lazy look, and sneered: "That's true." ”