Chapter 230 Fat and Thin Head

Seeing that he was afraid that he would not be at peace if he continued like this, the old man hurriedly asked his three men to go to the west room to check the situation.

Although the three were timid, they were even more compelled by the power of the old man, so they could only hold their swords and walk towards the houses to the west.

But as soon as they went, there was no news, and seeing that no one had returned after more than a quarter of an hour, the old man could not help but be furious, smashed the wooden table at hand, stood up and paced.

Now, another quarter of an hour had passed, and after the old man had called the names of several people to no avail, he planned to take the remaining three people to look for them.

And the strange thing is that when these four people left, they were like stones sinking into the sea, and no movement came out at all.

"Childe?"

The sword slave's face was solemn, and he couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

Yang Guo slowly opened his eyes, and said in a very flat tone: "It seems that there is a master in charge, don't pay attention to it." ”

"Yes!"

The sword slave settled down for a moment and sat aside.

Yang Guo secretly wondered who the master of this room was, although the old man's martial arts were far inferior to him, and even the sword slave was inferior, but he was also a good hand on the rivers and lakes, and the master here could solve them silently, which showed that the means were clever, and he didn't want to make extraneous branches.

After all, open guns are easy to dodge, but hidden arrows are difficult to defend, and since the other party does not show up, there is no need for him to go to trouble the other party.

Since the seven people disappeared like the world, every quarter of an hour, a woman's cry would come from the backyard room, disturbing people's hearts.

And Yang Guo and the sword slave sat in the front hall as if they had never heard of it, and they didn't pay attention to it.

It seems that the people in the back room are also tired of tossing, and they can cry eight times an hour, but now, it is almost half an hour, or half an hour, before there is movement.

However, the wind and rain did not stop, and the two had no intention of leaving, and just when a group of people in the back room were about to give up, they suddenly saw a fat and a thin two heads, and a middle-aged man in his forties, dressed as a scribe, broke into the front hall.

After the tall and thin head looked around, he wondered, "The horses are still outside the house, why are the people missing?" ”

And the fat head Tuo's eyes widened, and he looked at Yang Guo and the sword slave with a fierce face and asked, "You two, have you ever seen a white-haired old man come in with six people?" ”

There is no mistake

Yang Guo's eyes condensed slightly, and when he saw the strange appearance and characteristics of these two people, he was slightly surprised in his heart, but he did not answer.

Seeing that the other party was hateful, and his tone was quite unkind, the sword slave also snorted coldly and did not answer.

Who knew that the fat head Tuo was suddenly furious, and stretched out his hand to grab Yang Guo.

"Look for death!"

Seeing this, the sword slave was immediately furious and threw a punch to intercept it.

After the fat head noticed the power of this punch, he hurriedly condensed his claws into a fist and punched it.

Hearing a bang, the sword slave took three steps back, but the fat head only took one step back and stood still.

"Stupid big guy has some skills!"

The fat head snorted coldly, although his body was short and fat, but his martial arts were really good, and he stepped on it heavily, and the whole person was already carrying a huge force, rushing forward like a bull, and swinging out a punch, like a thousand pounds.

Not to be outdone, the sword slave immediately activated the true qi of the Northern Darkness in his body, followed by a move to open the mountain punch, and his momentum was not weaker than that of the other party.

I saw that the two of them shook their fists together, and the strong wind they were carrying immediately shook around, and the two of them were blowing in their robes and hunting.

The sword slave has not been practicing martial arts for a long time, even if he has the foundation of the Northern Spiritual Skill, but after all, the foundation is still shallow, and he was shocked by the internal force of the opponent's fist, and his chest was full of qi and blood, and his face turned pale.

"Northern Shengong, suck it for me!"

The sword slave roared angrily in his heart, and immediately an irresistible suction like a whirlpool converged from his hand, and the internal force of the fat head Tuo's fist strength was immediately discharged, surging towards the opponent's body.

"It's ...... Star-absorbing Dafa? ”

The fat head's face changed drastically, and he forcibly broke free with his incomparably deep internal strength.

On this river and lake, the Xiaoyao faction has long disappeared, and very few people know it, and the Northern Shengong is the secret of the Xiaoyao faction, so the world only knows the star-absorbing Dafa of the former head of the Sun and Moon Divine Sect, and the Dafa of the old immortal Ding Chunqiu of the Star Sea, which can dissipate the enemy's internal force and true qi, which is extremely mysterious.

The fat head saw that the martial arts used by this burly man were to absorb people's internal force, not to dissolve it, so he subconsciously thought of the stunt of absorbing stars.

The sword slave staggered back a few steps, although he was injured by the opponent's internal strength, he also absorbed a lot of internal force to fill himself, and immediately urged the Northern Shengong method to turn this internal force in his body into his own use.

"Unexpectedly, they can absorb the star Dafa, these two must be people from the Sun and Moon God Sect, take it down first!"

The tall and emaciated Toutuo's eyes were cold, and he followed up with a shot and attacked the sword slave.

The sword slave's pressure increased in an instant, and the other party did not easily fight him, but just kept using his body to dodge, and parried with his palm wind fist in the air.

No matter how subtle the Northern Shengong is, it can't reach the point of absorbing people's internal force through the air, and the martial arts of the sword slave are not as good as the two, so they quickly fell into disadvantage.

Seeing that he was about to miss and be captured by the other party, Yang Guo suddenly made a move, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, and he immediately pulled out the gentleman's sword leaning on the edge of the table next to him, and with a sharp and unobstructible sword light, Shengsheng forced the pair of fat and thin heads to retreat.

The two of them were also startled and withdrew their palms in time, but they only heard a stabbing sound, and the sleeves on their hands were cut off.

"What a fast swordsmanship!"

The two looked at each other, and they were both shocked.

"No wonder Zhang Laosan and the others disappeared, they must have fallen into the hands of these two people!"

"Lu Gaoxuan, let's shoot together and take them down!"

Another man dressed as a scribe immediately responded, and the three of them moved, and each of them made a move from a different direction, attacking the white-clothed young man in front of him.

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