Shrink the bones!

Han Ping'er was also taken aback in her heart, she had heard that people in the rivers and lakes had heard this strange technique, but she didn't expect to see it today!

It was an eye-opener.

However, where was he willing to let Ding Mian go, he also followed into the crowd, and the two fists in his left hand quickly blasted out, only to hear two bangs, and two people fell to the ground in response, and then elbows and kicks, slashing with swords, and knocking down a large number of people when they landed.

If you really like a tiger entering the flock, although the heads of these second- and third-rate sects on the rivers and lakes have some skills, but only for ordinary people, at this moment, under his hands, no one can resist a move and a half.

However, he has been taught by the patriarch of the Kunlun faction since he was a child, and he is not the bloodthirsty person who kills, this group of males has no grievances with him, but the seven flowers and seven insects are poisonous, and they are forced to be helpless, so Han Ping'er did not kill them, but only knocked them down, and did not want their lives.

The two chased and fled, and soon ran several meters.

Although the deck was huge, it was already full of people at this time, and where could they escape far, and after a while, Ding Mian was blocked in the corner by Han Ping'er.

"It's just that I want to learn you the swordsmanship of the Songshan faction, and I don't kill you, why be so embarrassed!" Han Ping'er looked at Ding Mian panting breathlessly, and said with a smile.

"The young man's martial arts are strong, Ding Mian knows that he is not an opponent, so why bother to force each other!"

"Uh......" Han Ping'er was speechless, this Ding Mian is the head of the Songshan faction, one of the nine major factions in the rivers and lakes, how can he be so unbearing, looking at his sincere face, he doesn't look like a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death.

Wait, the sword scar on this cheek, how is it so familiar!

Han Ping'er's mind flashed with lightning, and he suddenly asked urgently: "Ding Mian, let me ask you, more than ten years ago, did you ever go to Jiangzhou City!" ”

The panic in Ding Mian's eyes flashed, and he said, "What Jiangzhou City?" I don't know, since the old man closed the mountain with Master Xuanmiao's forced retreat to the mountain twenty years ago, he has been waiting for Songshan and has never come down the mountain! ”

The more he said this, the more suspicious Han Ping'er became.

Bone shrinkage, scars on cheeks, invisible human skin masks.

plus the sleeve arrow shot by Ding Mian who killed Han Qi, the head of the Four Seasons Sword Sect, before.

All kinds of clues, all the spearheads are pointed at Ding Mian.

"It's a good one to wait for Songshan, Ding Mian, let me ask you, Jiangzhou City, do you remember the Pingwei Dart Bureau?" Han Ping'er's eyes were cold, like a sharp blade, like a fast knife, as if he wanted to pierce it through!

Ding Mian didn't answer silently, and his eyes just kept glancing at the Shaolin abbot Master Xuan Miao and the beggar gang leader Zhao Meiwen on the other side.

"Do you remember that?" Han Ping'er shouted again, like panic and thunder, like a thunderbolt in the sky, which scared Ding Mian to the point of trembling, "There is no Dapeng paper luan, but there is a coffin paper luan!" ”

"It's you! Are you that kid......" Ding Mian said in a lost voice, his eyes wide open, and his gaze at Han Ping'er was full of disbelief.

"Let me ask you, why did you appear in Jiangzhou City that day, why did you disguise yourself as a paper seller, and what does the Pingwei Dart Bureau have to do with you!"

"I, I don't know, I don't know......"

"You ......" Han Ping'er was about to speak, but was interrupted by Master Xuanmiao!

"Young man, you have to be forgiving and forgiving! Since the head of Ding said goodbye to the old man, he has never gone down the mountain, I can vouch for him! ”

"Since you say goodbye, what will you vouch for him!"

"Presumptuous!" Master Xuan Miao was furious, the Shaolin faction is the head of the nine major sects in the world, known as the world's martial arts sect, and he is the abbot of Shaolin, which one is not polite to him on weekdays, how has he ever been questioned like this, and immediately strode out, that is, a palm slapped out, so that it is the wave of the seventy-two stunts.

Before the palm arrives, the strength comes first.

The palm wind was whistling, Han Ping'er knew that this monk was powerful, and he didn't dare to be careless immediately, and he also swung his fist to meet the enemy.

Only a bang was heard.

The two fists and palms slammed together, and each other's internal forces surged out, striking each other, and a loud bang broke out, and the deck under the feet of both sides exploded apart because of the strong strength.

"What a deep internal force!" The mysterious abbot stepped back three steps, blood overflowing from the corners of his mouth, and his expression was shocked.

He has been worshipping Shaolin Temple since he was a child, and he opened up the second vein of Ren Du more than ten years ago, with superb internal strength, like the Yangtze River and the sea, galloping endlessly, I can't imagine the age of this young man in front of him, not only the swordsmanship is superb, but the internal force is even more unfathomable! I'm afraid that only in the competition of internal strength, only the holy monk in the forbidden place in the temple can slightly better than one or two.

And Han Ping'er also retreated three steps back, and he was also smacked at Master Xuanmiao's superb internal force.

This fight was the first time in his career that he had suffered.

And the heroes on the field saw that Han Ping'er had a disadvantage, and they were excited.

"Master Xuan Miao is mighty, this kid is definitely injured internally, and he won't last long!"

"Use a hidden weapon, consume him! Fast! ”

……

For a while, flying locusts, sleeve arrows, bone-piercing needles, pear flower darts, copper money darts and other hidden weapons smashed over, and several leaders of the gang quietly sneaked up with the help of rain-like hidden weapons.

"Get out!" Han Ping'er roared angrily, the Kunlun Sword Dance in his hand was impenetrable, like an invisible wall of wind, only the clanging sound could be heard, and the large number of hidden weapons that hit like dense rain could not be close at all, so they were scattered all over the place.

As for the few despicable villains who wanted to sneak attack, they were also knocked to the ground by Han Ping'er with a few swords.

"I have no grievances with you, I won't kill you today, and you don't want to stop me again, if anyone forces me again, don't blame me for being ruthless......" Han Ping'er put away his sword and stood, looked in the direction of Zhao Meiwen, and said loudly, "Zhao Gang Master, I don't care about the poison of the Nine Insects and Nine Flowers, I ...... it"

But before he could finish speaking, a bright long sword stabbed out from behind him, although Han Ping'er found it in time and tried his best to dodge, but the angle of the sword move of the person who made the move was tricky, and it was extremely fast, he couldn't dodge it for a while, and he was still stabbed into his right chest by the long sword.

"Bai Zhenhu?" He quickly reached out and grabbed the blade of the sword, so that the long sword could no longer advance an inch, and when he looked at it, he saw that it was no one else who had done the black hand on him, it was Bai Zhenhu, the head of the Snow Mountain Sect!

In fact, he had already seen this person not far from him before, but thinking that he had saved his life at the previous dinner party, coupled with the relationship between the seventh master Situ Qi and the elder of the Snow Mountain Sect, he was not overly defensive of him.

But I never thought that this guy would take revenge and kill himself!

Han Ping'er was immediately furious, his hand was broken hard, the sword body snapped in half, and at the same time flew out with a kick, kicking Bai Zhenhu to the ground, angry and disappointing: "What a character Situ Qi is a senior, how can there be a disciple like you!" ”