The shovel in Fengrui's hand was swept away by his dancing tiger.

Although it can't beat the dog stick method, it has the blessing of internal force, and with a spade, it can also smash the bluestone slab into a pit.

The sharp internal force is only a trace, but the true qi is endless, so this trace of internal force is also endless.

In this mysterious martial arts world, it is impossible to say how much the internal power of true qi is, but there is a number after all, and the more you practice, the higher you get.

As for the internal force, it will be consumed when it runs out of the five internal organs, and it is even more expensive to use the internal force to urge martial arts moves.

If you don't have internal strength, you can make a move, but it's really like embroidering legs.

Innate divine power is also difficult to withstand three points of internal force.

Feng Rui seemed to be on top, and the more he fought with the three disciples of the Shura Palace, the more fierce he became.

"Phew! You crazy women of Shura Palace, don't blame Master Ben for not giving you a chance, retreat quickly, Master Ben will forget it, otherwise, Master Ben will be ruthless. ”

"Humph! Look at the sword! ”

The faces of the three Shura Palace disciples were blue, and their anger had reached the extreme.

Most of the disciples of the Shura Palace are homeless and poor women who have been abandoned by men, and they are taken in by the Thousand Faces Shura to learn the basic martial arts and teachings of the Shura Palace.

These women are sleepy, and their hearts are overflowing with hatred born of love.

They are grateful to the Thousand Faces Shura and will never turn their backs on the Shura Palace.

Feng Rui repeatedly opened his mouth and insulted the Shura Palace, which really stabbed the hornet's nest.

The three disciples of the Shura Palace didn't care about life and death, and Feng Rui also seemed to be red-eyed.

A sharp shovel slapped on the wrist of a Shura Palace disciple.

The disciple of the Shura Palace suddenly couldn't hold the thin sword in his hand.

Feng Rui smiled gloomily, stepped forward quickly, and slapped another shovel on the head of the disciple of the Shura Palace who had lost his thin sword.

This is going to be said to be a hit, I'm afraid that my brain will burst immediately!

"You dare!"

Seeing the sharp shovel slapping on the head of the disciple of the Shura Palace, suddenly there was another sound of horses' hooves on the street, and then a red figure passed through the gatehouse like a sharp arrow.

While!

A curled sword stabbed into the shovel.

Feng Rui was immediately shocked and flew out.

"Who dares to sneak attack Master Ben!"

Sharp bones crawled up, his face was a little hideous, in addition to excitement, but also seven points of ferocity and cruelty, picking up the shovel with only the wooden handle left and stepping forward.

Feng Rui didn't know that there was such a big anger in his heart, so he thought it was aroused by the disciples of Shura Palace.

Feng Rui now wanted to kill the disciples of the Shura Palace who had aroused his anger, and kill the person who had just shaken him away with a sword.

"Big brother!"

A sweet octave shout brought Feng Rui back to his senses.

Feng Qi looked at the eldest brother worriedly.

The eldest brother just now seemed to be crazy, his eyes widened angrily, he gritted his teeth, his face was full of viciousness, he frantically waved the shovel in his hand, and knocked out the sword of the disciple of the Shura Palace, not to mention, he swung the shovel and slapped it on the head of the disciple of the Shura Palace, intending to take people's lives.

"It's okay, it's really exciting to think about! I just said don't fight and kill, you see it almost caused a catastrophe. ”

Feng Rui faintly recalled what Fang Cai had done, and he also had palpitations, but he couldn't figure out why he was so angry.

I almost killed the disciple of Shura Palace!

Feng Rui felt scared at this time, and hurriedly threw away the shovel in his hand.

The small courtyard rushed into a group of Shura Palace disciples, all of whom drew their thin swords and faced the three of them.

The woman who had just been sharpened with a sword was dressed like a disciple of Shura Palace, but her face was covered with a black veil, and she looked at Feng Rui coldly, her eyes were like ice swords, and the cold Feng Rui immediately gave birth to goosebumps.

"Wrong... Misunderstandings, all misunderstandings! The heroines of the Shura Palace, it's really a misunderstanding! ”

Feng Rui looked at Fang Cai's crooked thin sword, and felt a little familiar.

Bone Sword!

Could it be that this half-masked woman is a thousand-faced Shura?

The uncovered upper half of the face is indeed beautiful, but it is not a thousand-faced Shura.

Well, since she can use a weapon similar to that of the Thousand-Faced Shura, it seems that this half-masked woman has a high status in the Shura Palace.

"Misunderstanding! If it weren't for the envoy's action, you would have killed my Shura Palace disciple. ”

His eyes are like ice swords, and his mouth is more like spitting out ice blades.

"Nameless lord, the three disciples received the news, and at the end of the day, a person with a big sword on his back entered this small shop, like Zhao Sanhammer we were looking for. And that kid looks like a thief, maybe it's the embroidery thief that Senior Sister Ye Feifei said! ”

The three previous disciples of the Shura Palace pointed at Zhou Wuji and Feng Rui, gritting their teeth with hatred.

The sharp one was so angry that he wanted to roll his eyes, he looked like a thief, and there could be more insulting words than this.

Also embroidery thieves?

The young man who rescued many women from the embroidery thief is a hero who recognizes the embroidery thief!

Besides, the embroidery thief was personally killed by the palace master of the Shura Palace, the Thousand Faces Shura, as disciples of the Shura Palace, don't they know?

As for saying that Zhou Wuji is like Zhao Sanhammer...

Wait a minute!

Zhao Sanzhu.

How the name is familiar.

"My eldest brother is not an embroidery thief, and Zhou Wuji is not Zhao Sanhammer!"

Feng Qi was afraid that the eldest brother would anger the disciples of the Shura Palace again.

The previous three disciples of the Shura Palace were still there, and the woman who was half-covered must be very powerful, and she was also frightened when she called Feng Qi at a glance.

"Humph! If you say no, it's not, the big sword in his hand, the bladeless sword technique he knows will be fake, and the bladeless sword technique is the basic sword technique of the disciples of Sword Casting Villa. ”

The previous disciples of the Shura Palace still thought that Zhou Wuji was the Zhao Sanhammer they were looking for.

Feng Rui really wanted to kick Zhou Wuzhi away.

What are you doing with the big iron sword on your back?

What kind of people are pretending to be?

It's good now, it's going to cause trouble.

"What a misunderstanding! This brother of mine is really not the Zhao Sanhammer you are looking for. But it seems that Zhao Sanhammer did come to our store. Is Zhao Sanzhu a sloppy brute with a beard, he did carry something wrapped in black cloth, and it was left in the small shop, and now it is still on the counter, I don't believe you to see it. ”

"And the boy is a little ugly, but he is really not an embroidery thief! I am a companion with you Ye Feifei to repel the embroidery thief. Also, the embroidery thief has been killed by your palace master, don't you know about this? What the younger brother said is true, and he is definitely not lying... ”

Feng Rui talked about what happened to the hot spring wooden house and the immortal sect in a rambling manner.

Nameless has been looking at Feng Rui coldly.

Nameless has seen a thousand-faced Shura, otherwise a sword would be more than just a simple way to shake back the sharpness.

It's just that the nameless and shady Lord of the White House told them to avoid the Zhige Tavern and avoid the kid called Fengrui.

The kid in front of him has a flamboyant tongue and a lustful thief, and the disciples under him are right to blame him.

A disciple of the Shura Palace touched the counter and brought a long black cloth package.

Nameless frowned.

Why did Zhao Sanhammer come to this Zhige tavern, but he also left things behind.

The peach blossoms around the nameless body flickered, and the black cloth turned into crumbs.

Sure enough, it was a brand-new big sword.

The sword is four feet long and four inches wide, but it is two fingers thick, which is almost the same as the big iron sword in Zhou Wuji's hand.

It's just that compared with the rusty big iron sword, the blade of this sword reflects the moonlight but is full of cold light, and the blade of the sword is white, which seems to be very sharp.

Zhou Wuji's eyes lit up again, and his eyes were fixed on the big sword in the nameless hand.

Feng Rui slapped it over.

When did this add another disease?

Didn't you see the female madmen in the Shura Palace, do you suspect that you are Zhao Sanhammer?

also looked at the sword with a longing face, not afraid of being killed by a female madman with a sword.

"Do you know where Zhao Sanhammer went?"

The nameless voice was still cold.

Feng Rui secretly said that he could be used as an air conditioner and refrigerator a month earlier.

The three of them shook their heads.

When guests pay for meals, who will care where they come from and where they go.

In addition to the familiar meeting, I will ask more.

Thinking of familiar people, the familiar people in Yongjia County are none other than the officials and headhunters.

Feng Rui couldn't help but pout.

's own small shop is like this, what about catching the big brother? What about the servant brothers? Where are all the patrols?

"Humph! Neither Zhao Sanhammer nor just forget it, you almost killed Senior Sister Xiaoya! A Shura Palace disciple pointed at Feng Rui and said viciously.

The other disciples of the Shura Palace also pointed their swords at the sharp.

It's really unreasonable!

Everything is clear, and he still holds on to himself.

Feng Rui felt that the blood was about to go up again.

If it weren't for Nameless's cold gaze, Feng Rui would be speechless again.

Sharp eyes stared at the nameless as cold as ice.

The boss should be reasonable.

Feng Rui still overestimated these female madmen of the Shura Palace.

Nameless just stared at Feng Rui coldly, without any words.

Well, Nameless is still wondering why Zhao Sanzhu just ended up at the Zhige Tavern, is it really just a coincidence?

If it weren't for the palace master's previous reminder, if she killed the kid in front of her with a sword, I'm afraid it would...

"Little brother, I know your palace master! The younger brother said about the Immortal Sect, and there was absolutely no lie! If you don't believe it, if you go to the counter again, the top layer of the wine rack behind the counter, and the wine jar given by your palace master? ”

I don't dare to do it, and I can't shake people at this time.

Matsutsukian's meditation thighs will not follow him at any time.

Thinking of his thighs, Feng Rui finally thought of the wine jar that the thousand-faced Shura threw to him.

A disciple of the Shura Palace touched the counter suspiciously, and took out a wine jar with a surprised face.

The small wine jar with black glaze, tied with red rope, and two pieces of peach blossom-style red fei pendant, look ordinary, sniff lightly, full of faint peach blossom aroma.

"It seems to be really the palace master's Fang Fei...

"How could he have the palace master's Fang Fei?"

"You... You hateful thief, you actually stole the palace master's Fang Fei! Sin deserves death! ”

The disciples of the Shura Palace are all like angry little hens, and they are about to be sharp.

Feng Rui really wants to cry without tears.

Yin Yin he said that this wine jar was thrown to him by a thousand-faced Shura, how could it be stolen again.

Sure enough, it's a bunch of unreasonable crazy women.

But the wine jar also has a name.

Fang Fei?

Well, sure enough, only such a name can be matched with the first beauty in the rivers and lakes!

"Stop! How could the palace master's Fang Fei be stolen by someone. Since he is a person known to the palace master, today's business ends here. ”

Nameless, colder than frost, finally spoke.

Nameless glanced at the big sword in his hand, looked at Feng Rui and said, "But we have to take this sword away." If there is a person looking for a sword on a cloudy day, you don't have to hide it, just tell him directly, go to the plum blossom silk village ten miles north of the city... ”