The old man with the hair raised his head slightly, as if he didn't know the young man who called him master, and suddenly as if he remembered something, he shouted stiffly: "Steward Yu said that those who climb the peak without tokens... No mercy! ”

I didn't see how the old man bent his knees, and his body could bounce straight towards Sun Huang and the others, but fortunately, it seemed that because he was wearing shackles, the speed was not too fast. Immediately, the old man probed his hand, this is not Huang Hua's familiar cloud dumping palm hand-raising style, what else can it be? This kind of move Huang walked with the master to dismantle thousands of times, the natural response to the move to capture, is trying to use the back of the hand to remove the strength of the old man's palm, who knows that as soon as he touches the wrist, the body from the back of the hand vibrates, the whole person flew upside down, Huang walked on the ground and rolled sideways to unload the force, his right hand bounced up on the ground, his left hand behind him, and asked loudly: "Your Excellency is really not the third oldest wanderer Zhen of the contemporary ancestor hall of the Tongyun Sect?" ”

Sun Fuming was standing behind Huang Lu at this time, and he was not a little surprised, because he saw that the back of his senior brother's left hand behind him was red and slightly deformed, and he was afraid that it would be broken.

The old man sighed softly, admiring that this young man could take over his hand, and also lamenting that this person was actually a late descendant of his own sect, so he did not continue to attack. The wind was blowing on the mountain, and the old man seemed to be a little hesitant, and finally opened his mouth, and the sentence was clear: "I am not the person you know, you two take advantage of the absence of the Bai family and Steward Yu, and go down the mountain immediately." ”

"Yo, who was I at that time, Young Master Sun! Why did you come to me and go through the back door? You are all good at Wutong City, huh? On the other side of the mountaintop, a man dressed as a scholar in white suddenly appeared, not tall, but extremely chic, even Sun Fuming was much inferior. The man walked up to the one-armed old man, the old man quickly bent over, and the man gently patted the old man's shoulder, looked up at Huang Xing, and then said: "Coincidentally, my father has just gone, so you two will stay with the mourning." ”

Sun Fuming was surprised, not because of the sudden appearance of this short man, but because of the dignified Jiuqing Bai Mingming, who was not over half a hundred years old, actually died? Sun Fuming took a step forward, pointed at the man and asked, "Baishu, where did your Bai family hide my father?"

"There is such a surname Sun, and the kung fu is also good, is that your father? After all, he can get away with the old man, for more than 20 years, but he is the only one. The man named Baizhu pointed to the ground, and then asked, "What, you want to go to him?" ”

Sun Fuming was grief-stricken, his left hand and right hand were raised, and the two Bodhi seeds that had been held in his hands for a long time were thrown out, only to hear the moment the wind sounded, he had come to the façade of Baizhu, but the hidden weapon was fast, and the old man reacted faster, only to see the old man's fingers flick twice, and the two deliberately sharpened Bodhi seeds changed their trajectory and were nailed to the ground, and the technique was the same as when Huang walked in the inn to seize the secret letter.

Huang walked in his eyes, and his mood was complicated and heavy. This old man is obviously a master, why didn't he recognize him and injured himself? When did the master break his arm? Obviously, the technique is the same, but when does the master have the skills to break his metacarpal bones with one move? Thinking about clenching my left hand, it really hurts. How exactly does this exert the force? What's next? Beat? Or run away? What should Senior Brother Sun do if he escapes?

"Hahaha, with your three-legged cat kung fu, you dare to come to Tongyun Peak? You Lao, take down these two people, Sun Gongzi left him a breath not to die, the tall one, he will be angry when he looks at it, or... Kill it?" Bai Shu looked at the old man with a smile and said in a consultative tone.

The old man is no longer ambiguous, although he has a heart of love, but the words of the future master of the Bai family are tantamount to the holy decree of the emperor Lao'er, the sound of chains then sounded, the old man staggered towards Huang, it was still the same hand-to-hand style, Huang walked to the powerful, did not dare to take it hard, flashed lightly, the old man's ankle twisted sideways, his arm swept one after another, and he yelled in his mouth: "Ho!" Huang Xing's shoulders that had avoided obviously did not touch the old man's arm, but it seemed to be hit by a heavy object, and flew out upside down again, this time the old man did not wait for Huang Xing to stand up, ran over and kicked Huang Xing's back, Huang Xiang wanted to twist and parry but it was too late, and suddenly sank down to avoid this kick, but the old man guessed the number of roads, changed the kick to step, and stepped on Huang Xing under his feet. The strength of this kick was too great, and Huang Xing was trampled on by this person, and he spit blood, and he couldn't stand up.

Sun Fuming took out a short knife and wanted to join forces with the senior brother to fight the old man, but when he saw that Huang was trampled on the soles of his feet by the old man in two moves, his face changed his mind in an instant, and he rushed towards Baizhu while the old man stepped on Huang, intending to restrain Baizhu and threaten the old man, so anxious that Baizhu shouted: "Old You, this surnamed Sun is coming to cut me!" Although the old man was not flustered, he shouted again, and even lifted the one hundred and sixty or seventy pounds of Huang under his feet with one hand and threw it towards Sun Fuming, such a big "hidden weapon" came in an instant, and the "bang" hit Sun Fuming with a heavy bang, Huang walked into Sun Fuming and flew out four zhang away before both landed, and then Huang went on him and stroked out several zhang away before stopping, the strength of the old man's hand can be seen.

Sun Fuming fainted on the spot, and Huang Go's bones were like falling apart, and there was still a trace of clarity in his mind, struggling to stand up and want to pick up Sun Fuming and withdraw, but he was hit in the knee by a stone picked up by the old man, and he couldn't stand up anymore, only his neck was slightly raised, and he glared at the old man surnamed You who was walking slowly.

Bai Zhu saw that the old man still had a stone in his hand, and his heart was settled, so he walked leisurely in front of Huang Xing, and asked with a smile, "Do you want to die or live?" ”

Huang walked all over his body, but he still didn't have any look of begging for mercy, staring at Baizhu expressionlessly, but he was puzzled: What the hell is going on, the master said that the world can beat me with only two hands, but how can I casually meet a disabled person who looks like his old man and beat me so that I can't get up in two clicks? Forget it, Gangfeng doesn't feel how cold it is, just let him go...

Just when Huang walked and closed his eyes and waited for death, a person slowly walked up the stairs below, this person carried another person on his shoulder, without saying a word, but the footsteps were quite familiar. Huang Hu also slowly opened his eyes, and the blood from the abrasions on his forehead flowed down the corners of his eyes, and then he subconsciously shook his body, and struggled with his right hand to wave, as if telling Feng Xian to run.

Feng Shu walked up to Sun Fuming quietly with Bian Fuli on his back, and tapped his neck casually, Bai Shu looked at Feng Shu with a smile, and probed Feng Shu's cheek with one hand, Feng Shu slapped it off smoothly, and said, "Nonsense, why do you hit people so hard and beat people like this?" As he spoke, his eyes turned to the one-armed old man.

The old man hurriedly bowed his waist and muttered in a low voice: "It's the young master, no, it was the master who let me fight, I wanted to let these two descendants of the mountain gate go." ”

Feng Shu nodded to the old man again, put down Bian Fuli, who seemed to be sleeping soundly, walked to Huang Xiang's side, and "transformed" two pieces of plaster-like paper from his empty hand, and pasted them on the back of Huang Xiang's hand and right shoulder, straightened Huang Xiang's metacarpal bone, and said, "Let's go, it's okay, the master is here." ”

As soon as the voice of "go" was spoken, Huang Go's eyes widened, and he looked at this person who looked like a teacher and had the voice of a teacher, as if he had seen a ghost. And the plaster that was attached to the back of the hand and shoulder seemed to have an extremely obvious effect, first stopping the pain, and then reducing the swelling at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye, "Feng Xi" helped Huang to sit up, Huang walked and stammered and asked, "What the hell are you... Who the hell is it? ”

"Feng Writing" spread out his hair, his hair was messy in the wind, but his eyes were serene, only to see "Feng Writing" tearing out a very thin and long line along his hairline, when the thread was "sealed" into the sleeve, his right hand poked his face a few times, and a piece of face slipped off the "Feng Writing" face.

I only heard this wanderer Zhen say lightly: "Let's go, You Lao is about to die, the purpose of this trip is just for you to take over from him to guard the ladder." ”