At the same time, at the top of a restaurant in the distance, you can just see the remote alley that is fighting.

The morning sun had just risen, and the golden morning light outlined King Jingdong's heroic and bright cheeks, standing in the window, his eyes showing approval:

"Good skills, this foundation is as solid as a rock."

The white-haired old woman with long hair reaching the ground stood behind her and shook her head slightly:

"Zhong Shelong doesn't breathe with a punch, and his foundation is really good, but he is too young, he is reckless and does not know the depth of the rivers and lakes, and he does not know the slightest rule, so he relies purely on a ruthless hard work. Why don't you call She Long and them back? ”

"Come here, help this kid grow a memory, so as not to be arrogant and collide with the saint in the palace in the future."

The white-haired old woman bowed her head slightly and said no more.

In the alley.

Night Terror Hall clenched the blade and paid attention to the strong enemy between the two breads, in fact, he had a long memory - he used to be invincible in the border town, but after only a few days in the capital, he met all the immortals, and it was impossible to be careless in the future.

Seeing that the two of them did not attack, Night Terror said in a cold voice:

"Yang Guan, this is a helper you can find?!"

These two helpers are definitely not what Yang Guan is looking for, after all, these two masters are called 'black and white impermanence', and his master's three peerless immortals have to walk around when they see it.

Martial arts grandmasters are honors, and there are no clear boundaries, and there are many ways to evaluate the rivers and lakes, one of which is to treat black and white impermanence as an 'examiner'.

Those who can defeat one of them on the rivers and lakes, or retreat with the two of them joining forces, can be regarded as a real grandmaster, and it can also be said that black and white impermanence is the standard line of the grandmaster.

Although Yang Guan was a tool man who was arrested, it was still quite cool for someone to give anger, and he said:

"These two masters are close friends of the family, do you really think that Yang is messing around in the capital, can he have any connections?"

Night Terror's eyes sank, paying attention to the movements of the two people on the left and right, waiting for an opportunity to move.

'Iron arm impermanence' She Long, who is not interested in bullying children at all, this trip is ordered by King Jing, and he came to touch the bottom of the night terror, and has seen that the foundation of the night terror hall is very thick, but the kung fu in his hands is sparse, and it is completely Wang Baquan.

Seeing that King Jing didn't let him stop, She Long strode forward again.

Knock Knock Knock –

The steps are not fast, but they are calm and powerful, as if an iron tower is coming over.

Night Terror Hall was able to slash this iron man, but the ghost shadow couldn't be touched directly, and after weighing it, he gritted his teeth and jumped up to the side, as if he wanted to break through the courtyard wall.

'Ghost Impermanence' gradually left, seeing that the night terror hall would not really do kung fu, and he was slapped in the right shoulder and fell into sluggishness, he didn't mean to interfere at all, just watched from the side of the alley.

She Long flashed his figure, came first, came to the left side of the Night Terror Hall, raised his hand and punched out again.

Bang –

The fist is strong and heavy, bringing up a cross wind in the alleyway!

Judging from the situation, Night Terror would be knocked down by a punch if he jumped less than three feet.

But what people didn't expect was that before She Long's fist hit, his face changed suddenly, and he raised his arm to dodge!

Chokew-

The next moment, there was a sudden sound of a dragon's knife in the alley!

Bluestone old alley, a flash!

When—

It was also the crisp sound of gold and iron clashing, but this time it brought out a blood mist.

She Long's jumping figure was shocked by the huge force and flew backwards, and the sleeve of his left arm was shattered, revealing his bronzed strong arm.

And the small arm, which was as solid as stone, was no longer intact, and a deep knife wound appeared, which was shocking and sprayed blood.

Whew——

The wounds watching from the side of the alley gradually left, and when I saw this scene, my eyes were incredible.

She Long's arm has been tempered for decades, which is equivalent to a divine weapon, and I don't know how many people in the rivers and lakes want to unload it, but if they can enter the flesh finger width, they are already considered fierce.

This son can 'hit the bone with one knife', which shows how strong his physique and majestic internal strength are.

But that's not the point, the foreign master of the Eight Classics, he can do 'one knife to the bone' when he fights She Long, the key is the speed of this knife!

The injury gradually separated and it was obvious that She Long had sensed this son's intention in advance, and when the knife was unsheathed, he began to dodge.

The two sides acted at the same time, and She Long, as a foreign grandmaster, had rich experience in fighting, and he was still severely injured in the arm, which can only show that She Long tried his best to avoid this extremely domineering knife.

After so many years of contact with the rivers and lakes, I have the impression that the explosive power can be comparable to this knife, and the only knife technique that can be compared to this knife is Junshantai's "Dragon Slaying Order".

If it was the Xuanyuan family's "Dragon Slaying Order", She Longtuo was reckless and reckless, and was hit by a knife, and then he must have been seriously injured by a series of supplementary knives.

This son has explosive power comparable to "Dragon Slaying Order", and it is very unlikely that he will not be able to make up the knife, so the injury gradually left and rushed forward to help as soon as he left.

She Long also knew that something was wrong, and flew away in a hurry.

But to the surprise of the two, Night Terror Hall did not have a good chance to make up for the opponent's unstable body.

After Night Terror retreated from the enemy with a single sword, the blade returned to its sheath in an instant, and resumed its starting movement, and then kicked on the courtyard wall, chasing after She Long, whose left arm was damaged.

If he can catch up, She Long will not be worthy of being called a grandmaster.

Seeing that She Long took off to dodge and get out of the way, the Night Terror Hall exploded with all its strength and killed Yang Guan directly!

This move is not to kill the red eye for one, but to capture the hostages.

No matter how thick his foundation is, he will only have this knife, but the two of them are unfathomable, if they don't send him to the door to cut him, it will be difficult for him to catch up, and he can't escape, the only way to survive is to take the employer as a hostage.

Yang Guan didn't expect that Night Terror Hall could break through the impermanence of the iron arm with one sword, and the shock in his eyes was incomprehensible.

But seeing the Night Terror Hall rushing towards him, Yang Guan's expression instantly turned into horror, and he knelt directly on his knees and shouted:

"Hurt ......"

Before the words could be spoken, the Night Terror Hall had already grabbed Yang Guan's neck, detoured behind him, and held the hilt of the knife in his left hand and was ready to attack.

And the opponent ......

The injury gradually left and didn't care about Yang Guan's life or death, so he naturally didn't react, his body floated in front of him like a ghost, poked out Sen Bai's palm, and stabbed Yang Guan's chest and abdomen, looking like he was preparing to 'wear a sugar gourd' and dig out the heart of the night terror.

The Night Terror Hall was shocked, never expected that these two people would go crazy and even kill their employers!

Knowing that the knife slash was likely to be useless, Night Terror Hall gritted his teeth and wanted to use the palm technique that Luo Ning taught yesterday to try it against this ghost.

But Yang Guan's words that had not yet been uttered finally spit out at this time:

"Wounded Heads Save My ......"

As soon as this statement came out, it was revealed.

The Night Terror Hall reacted instantly—it was the people of the imperial court who were tempting—and the palm that was about to explode was forcibly stopped.

And when the injury gradually left the night terror hall and stopped, he naturally didn't really wear the sugar gourd, and retreated lightly, falling three feet away, and recovering his wooden man-like standing posture:

"Nightboy has good knife skills. is only eighteen years old, and his physical strength is no longer inferior to that of ordinary grandmasters, this talent really makes him embarrassed, but he doesn't have too much real kung fu, which is a pity. ”

She Long on the wall, the muscles of his left arm surged, he just stopped the blood, jumped down from the high wall, raised the hat, and revealed a slightly surprised face:

"This knife is really domineering, if it weren't for the fact that the night boy was inexperienced and revealed his killing intent in advance, and he would only be able to make such a knife, this official might not be able to leave this alley today."

The night terror hall bumped into the two ghosts in the morning, and the mood can be described as extremely bad, and said in a deep voice:

"Prizes. The two adults are well-known masters, and they came to bully me as a junior, isn't it appropriate? ”

The injury gradually left and did not respond, but looked at She Long next to him and asked:

"This is "Eight Steps Crazy Knife"?"

When Night Terror heard this, his heart chuckled, knowing that the account of his father-in-law was going to be counted on his head.

The father-in-law used to roam the rivers and lakes, and he didn't know if he hurt the heavens or not, but the father-in-law's enemy, the 'Dao Kui' Xuanyuan Dynasty, was the 'Marquis of Junshan' who was personally sealed by the imperial court, and had a close relationship with the imperial court.

When the imperial court found out that he would "Eight Steps Crazy Knife", Xuanyuan Dynasty would know that if he wanted to cut the grass and eradicate the roots......

Thinking of this, Night Terror quietly grasped the hilt of the knife, wanting to fight to the death.

But what Night Terror didn't expect was that after She Long was silent for a moment, he shook his head and said:

"Not really. I have seen Zheng Feng before, this knife is a bit like Zheng Feng's knife technique, but the momentum is thousands of miles away, and it belongs to the 'difference between dragon and python'. ”

？

Night Terror was stunned for a moment, and said secretly: Are you blind? The knife technique taught by my stepfather, can I practice crookedly?

The wound gradually leaves the question:

"Who's the dragon and who's the python?"

She Long gestured to his bleeding arm:

"What do you think?"

The injury gradually became clear - Master Zheng Feng is famous, but Zheng Feng's knife skills are really average, if there is a terrifying momentum of this son, how can he be disabled at a young age?

The injury gradually left the bottom of his eyes and showed a little surprise, he looked at the night terror hall seriously, thinking back to the famous swordsman on the rivers and lakes, he really couldn't find a similar knife technique, so he asked:

"Yegongzi, what's the name of your knife?"

"Eight Steps Crazy Knife" starting ......

Night Terror Hall felt that these two pretending to be ghosts, without the slightest eyesight, recognized them, and forcibly explained to him here.

But the other party was clumsy, so he naturally wouldn't take the initiative to confess, so he said nonsense:

"White Slash!"

"Huh?"

Bird bird probing from the wall: "? ”

"White Slash ......"

She Long nodded and asked again:

"Did you create this knife yourself, or do you have a master professor?"

My Father's Teaching......

In the face of the quick question, the Night Terror Hall can't answer it, so it can only continue to talk nonsense:

"On the way to the dart, I suddenly saw a big river falling from the top of the mountain......"

She Long raised his hand and interrupted: "I understand, I realized it from heaven and earth by chance." It's a pity that now there is only one knife, and there is no backhand. ”

"That's true, let the two adults laugh ......"

————

While communicating in the alleyway, the top floor of the restaurant in the distance was also discussing.

Dongfang Liren's eyes no longer had the coldness just now, with three points of surprise:

"I don't know real kung fu, but my foundation is as thick as a beginner grandmaster, and it's better than this king...... How is this practiced? Or is he deliberately hiding it? ”

"This son is really only going to stab like this. The inner strength is majestic and the physique is strong, it may be that this son is not taught by a master, but he is talented and hardworking, and he has practiced his fists and feet. ”

Dongfang Liren has heard the allusion that 'practicing swords in the ravines for decades, and going out of the mountains is a sword saint', but it is the first time I have really met him.

"Even if you have the background of an introductory grandmaster, it is too unbelievable to slash She Long with one knife without backhand...... "Eight Steps Crazy Knife" is so domineering?"

The white-haired old woman frowned and said solemnly:

"Crazy Tooth's knife is indeed no one at the same level who can catch it, but Zheng Feng's knife is by no means so domineering. In the eyes of the old man, this knife is a masterpiece, and Zheng Feng's "Eight Steps of Crazy Knife" is a fake that takes a crooked path, and the gods are all similar, but they are completely two things. ”

"Isn't it taught by Crazy Teeth?"

"Crazy Tooth was chased and killed all over the rivers and lakes because of "Minglong Tu", and he couldn't live until now. It is said that when Zheng Feng met Crazy Tooth, Crazy Tooth had run out of oil...... The old body estimated that Zheng Feng had not yet learned the eight-step mad knife, and the crazy tooth died; Zheng Feng didn't learn the essence, and he didn't have the guidance of his master, so he crossed the river by touching the stones, so he took the crooked path...... And this son's knife, Crazy Tooth is alive, and it's just like that, and the source of the knife technique is really not easy to figure out......"

"Could it be that Zheng Feng has returned to the mountains and forests all these years and realized the sword technique of the crazy tooth? Taught the Hall of Night Terrors? ”

The white-haired old woman shook her head: "Zheng Feng was disabled by the Xuanyuan Dynasty, and practicing martial arts is a problem, so you can't realize it out of thin air." And even if you teach, you won't just teach one knife. ”

Dongfang Liren bowed slightly, and looked at the night terror hall in the distance:

"It's impossible to pass on the crazy teeth, Zheng Feng himself has taken the wrong path, and he can't teach it...... If this sword had been realized by himself, wouldn't his understanding be higher than that of this king? ”

That's a lot taller......

The white-haired old woman knew that King Jing was high-spirited, and she didn't dare to attack His Royal Highness King Jing, so she just said euphemistically;

"If this son realizes this knife by himself, his understanding can be called ancient and modern; However, there are many martial artists in the world who have 'one trick fresh', and most of them have died without a problem, and there are very few people who can use this as a guide to extend a martial art. The specific achievements will have to be seen later. ”

Dongfang didn't say anything more.

Seeing that the white-haired old woman was still waiting for an order in the alley, she spoke again:

"Your Highness, it's time to send the portrait to the Holy Lord, let this son go back to freshen up and dress up, and be summoned by the Holy Lord."

“……”

Dongfang stood away from the people, looking at the handsome and peerless night terror hall from afar, and was silent for a while:

"The saint is not interested in martial arts, this son has a great talent for martial arts, if he is really fancied, it will be a pity to abandon martial arts in the future. Well...... There is no need to send the portrait, give him a sign of Jingwangfu, and if you need it in the future, you can come to the palace at any time. ”

？

When the white-haired old woman heard this, she felt like she was going to be a saint at the end of the period, intercepting the show man, and filling her private pockets......

However, what King Jing said is also reasonable, once he is favored by the empress, no matter how good the treatment is, it is similar to that of a concubine, he cannot be an official, he cannot leave the Son of Heaven in front of him, and he is also 'accompanied by a king like a tiger', and he is destined to be unable to raise his head for the rest of his life.

The white-haired old woman also cherishes her talents, and she immediately said:

"Yes."

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in the laneway.

She Long's arm was cut by the Night Terror Hall, and he left to heal first, only the injuries gradually left and stood in place, talking nonsense with the Night Terror Hall, waiting for orders from above.

After waiting for a long time, a black yawat ran into the alleyway and whispered a few words to the injury.

After listening to the injury, he took a waist card and threw it to the Night Terrors:

"The knife technique of the swordsman Zheng Hao is similar to your knife. Zheng Hao and Qiu Tianhe met, and Qiu Tianhe was a key criminal in the imperial court, I was ordered to investigate this matter, and I came over today for routine interrogation, and I hope that the night boy will forgive me for the disturbance. ”

Night Terror Hall secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "The adults are impartial, and they should cooperate in the next place, and the matter is clarified." ”

"The night boy is very talented, quite appreciated by King Jing, and he is specially given a waist card of the night boy, and the night boy will be the guest of King Jing's mansion in the future."

Night Terror Hall took the sign of Jingwang's Mansion and looked at it slightly, quite surprised.

With this waist card, it is probably possible to go directly to the palace to ask to see King Jing, but the greater meaning is 'relationship'.

King Jing is the sister of the current saint and is extremely favored, which can be seen from the exception of making her a princess as a 'prince'.

With the waist card that can enter and exit King Jing's mansion, it means that he has a lot to do with King Jing, no matter what prince and general you are, if you want to move this person, you have to ask King Jing what he means.

However, once the sign is lit, it means that King Jing has helped you settle the matter, and this favor will never be repaid.

Night Terror Hall pondered for a moment, put the sign away, and bowed:

"King Xie Jing appreciated. Can King Jing be nearby? ”

It was not easy to answer when the injury gradually left, so he mabbled a sentence:

"King Jing is everywhere."

Turn and leave.

“……”

Night Terror Hall felt that this was easy to pretend, looked up left and right, and suddenly found Yang Guan pretending to be dead in the corner of the wall!

"Hurt adults, Yang Guan is really a friend of the two worlds?"

The injury gradually left his head and did not reply: "Definitely." The words disappeared into the alley.

“……”

The old bluestone alley is silent.

"Tsk!"

The bird jumped out of the wall, and the fierce god controlled his wings, presumably signaling - cut him down!

Yang Guan, who introduced the night terror hall into the encirclement, suffered a big loss when he saw the impermanence of black and white, and he didn't recognize anyone when he put on his pants, his face turned white, and he raised his hands:

"Night boy and slow...... Hiss-"

Before the words fell, it was a gasp sound.

Night Terror was beaten by a mix of black and white impermanence in the morning, and it was not good to be angry in the face of the people in the official mansion, so it was a fire in the stomach.

Seeing that the ghost was leaving, he raised his hand and pulled a knife on Yang Guan's intact right arm.

Boom –

"You want to unload me?"

Yang Guan didn't dare to scream, his arms drooped down, and he gritted his teeth and smiled:

"Yang was also forced, and he really couldn't afford to provoke black and white impermanence, so he could only do it, otherwise he would dare to provoke his son. The night boy is good at knife skills, and he admires it, and the night boy walks slowly......"

The night terror hall sheathed its long knife, put the bird on his shoulder, and walked out of the alley quickly......