"Don't dare, don't dare, grandpa is mighty, it's hard to find in the world, even if Mr. Weide, the head of the Snow Mountain Sect, is in person, he is definitely not grandpa's opponent." Shi Zhongyu was busy patting his ass.

Well.

Ding Busan, chirp, chirp, smoked.

Although the slippery boy is unreliable, this mouth is really slippery, and he speaks well! It's a hundred times more pleasing to the ears than those laypeople who don't know anything, and they don't even know how to shoot on the back.

"Dripping Sword, come down and fight!"

Outside the restaurant, there was a sudden heavy drinking.

The sound was so loud that the noise of the entire teahouse was suppressed by it.

"It's the voice of the madman Zhou! I know! ”

"He's here to make an appointment, but the Dripping Sword is also here!"

Zhou madman, formerly known as Zhou Xun, is a child of a Jiangnan family, practicing the six false tips of family inheritance, and has been successful in 20 years. After coming out of the mountain, he defeated three first-class martial artists in a row. These days, fighting with the four people of the East Stick, West Stick, South Fist and North Leg, although they are slightly inferior due to their young age, they can also retreat with their whole body.

Everyone in the lobby talked and looked up, and soon their eyes fell on the blue-clothed young man by the window.

The young man in blue did not have a red and white sword attendant behind him, so when he entered the building, he was not eye-catching.

"Zhou madman vs. Dripping Sword, this battle is quite interesting!"

"What's the catch?! The Dripping Sword is just a second-rate martial artist, and Zhou Madman has lost three first-class people in a row. There should be no suspense in this battle! ”

"You're not in a good idea. Henan Jindao Village Anzhai master, do you know! That's the giant of the Green Forest underworld! Just a few days ago, in Hou Jianji, he was slashed by a dripping sword! A sword! ”

"Is there such a thing?!" Some people don't believe it, and they don't dare to believe it: "Old Liu Tou, is this true?!" ”

Behind the long table.

Old Liu Tou took a deep puff of cigarette and slowly exhaled: "This matter is true, but there is another inside story in this." ”

At this, he kept silent.

"Hey, why don't you say it!"

"This old Liu Tou likes to sell Guanzi!"

Everyone was arguing, and finally some guests couldn't bear it anymore and threw a string of copper coins to the reward plate.

Only then did Lao Liu Tou speak: "The matter of the dripping sword and the master of Anzhai has to be collected from Hou Jianji, no, it should start with the Xuantie Order." Ladies and gentlemen have been walking the rivers and lakes for many years, and they also know the name of the Xuantie Order! ”

"I know!"

"You still need to say it!"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Everyone shouted, urging Lao Liu Tou to get to the point quickly.

Old Liu Tou didn't care, and took a slow puff of cigarette.

This storytelling is like a matter of men and women, and there is a doorway. The main topic seems to be the most important, but if you don't lay out the foreplay, it's actually just like that.

It's such a simple thing?!

Why do some people have to talk on the streets? And some people can make money by telling stories?!

The key point is in this foreplay!

"The Ferris monk sent three pieces of Xuantie to his benefactor, and he has taken back two pieces over the years, and the holder of this last piece is very strong in martial arts! Living in seclusion in the Northland, I didn't encounter any trouble, and I didn't have any children to worry about! ”

"After the good death, the Xuantie Order was disposed of as a sundry by the servants, and then fell into the hands of the short judge Wu Daotong."

"It's a pity that this Wu Daotong is unblessed, and he has no chance to meet the skyscraper in person."

"I concealed the order for three years, but in the end I didn't hide it, and I was learned by the owner of Jindao Village, and sent the fourth master of the bloody claw Zhou Mu to lead people to seize the order."

"Although Wu Daotong is not blessed, he is a good hand at hiding things, hiding the Xuantie Order in the dough cake, and the Golden Dao Village has not been able to find it, and because of the big fight, it has attracted the attention of the black and white swords."

"For the sake of the face of the Golden Knife Village, the owner of Anzhai used the splitting knife to fight with Shi Qing, the owner of Xuansu Village, for 70 rounds, and finally lost and admitted defeat."

"The black and white swords searched and found that it was a misunderstanding, and returned to Hou Jianji to find that this order had been obtained by the dripping sword."

"The owner of Xuansu Zhuang is a decent person, and he will not take it by force. I made a bet with the dripping sword, the content of the bet contract is unknown, and when the old man finds out clearly, let's talk about it next time. In short, the result was that Xuansuzhuang's main skills were lost, and he no longer interfered in the competition for Xuantie Ling. ”

"At this time, the people of the Golden Sword Village also arrived under the leadership of An Fengtian and had a dispute with the Dripping Sword."

"Ladies and gentlemen, do you know that something strange has happened again!"

Lao Liu was stunned for a moment, and received a full two rewards, and then said: "The Dripping Sword doesn't care much about the Xuantie Order!" Willing to give up to An Fengtian. However, the Golden Dao Village was in vain in the name of a thief, but it acted domineeringly, and the grocery store guy was dragged to the middle of the road by him, trampled to death by a random horse. ”

"Dripping Sword wants to do this guy and ask for justice from the owner of Anzhai!"

"The owner of Anzhai refused to hand over people, and the two competed against each other!"

"With a sword draw, An Fengtian was tired from a long battle, and if he was a little negligent in his spirit, he lost his life."

Lao Liu Tou put down the cigarette stick and sighed.

"Old Liu, what you said is true?! These two really fought for the sake of a shop guy? The crowd couldn't believe it.

Who would have thought that the famous underworld giant would lose his life because of a roadside shop guy?!

"Afterwards, the Golden Dao Village was disbanded, and there were still many witnesses. In the Northlands, this is nothing new! If you don't believe it, you can go to Henan to inquire. Old Liu Tou said slowly.

"If that's the case, then the combat power of this drop of water sword is simply terrifying!"

"Definitely! An Fengtian is a long-fought body, his combat power has decreased, and he died by surprise! The dripping sword is just taking advantage of people's danger. ”

"The last time I met with Wuyun, I took advantage of President Wan's unstable breath when he just broke through, and this time I met the body of a long-term battle, and this drop of water sword luck is really good enough."

"Old Liu, what do you think?"

The combat power of the Dripping Sword has been publicly discussed in the rivers and lakes before, coupled with the gap between second-rate martial artists and first-class martial artists, not many people really think that the strength of the Dripping Sword is strong.

Old Liu Tou took a puff of cigarette: "Big guy, you should know, the old man of the three friends of the old man has lived in the north for a long time, and after hearing about this, he has already made a comment, this drop of water sword is indeed extraordinary, crossing the moat with a second-rate body, and its combat power is comparable to the first-class, but it is only a first-class martial artist who is slightly faster than the sword." ”

"This comment has also been approved by the owner of Xuansu Village!"

"In fact, after killing the Lord of the Golden Sword Village, the Dripping Sword encountered the Northwest Bai Wanjian again."

"After more than ten battles, he fled without being defeated, and he has not been seen so far."

"It can be seen that the old man's comments are true!"

When everyone heard this, they nodded in convincing.

This review is well-founded and supported by the record, and there is no flaw!

In the corner, Shi Zhongyu heard the words of Bai Wanjian in the cold northwest, and immediately buried his head in fright, trembling.

"Brother Tian, what are you doing?" Ding Jue was puzzled.

"It's a little cold, maybe I've got a cold." Shi Zhongyu smiled.

Ding Jue was about to say more.

Outside the door, there was a loud shout.

"Dripping Sword! You little coward! Think you can hide and Lao Tzu will let you go?! ”

A man in a gorgeous coat with long hair strode inside.

He has broad palms, shiny forehead, high cheekbones, and an air of arrogance from the inside out.

Boom!

After entering, he glanced for a moment, stomped his feet, and flew into the air to the blue-clothed young man facing the window on the second floor.

The war is about to break out, and everyone's hearts are open.

The next moment!

The incomparably brilliant sword light suddenly lit up.