The young swordsman was very lucky, he was able to meet the beggar gang in the dead realm, or it was possible that he deliberately ran this way, in short, he escaped here before he ran out of strength, that is, his life should not be extinguished, otherwise it would fall into the hands of Zhang Yiyu, and it would not be something that he could die if he wanted to.

With Zhang Yiyu's methods, he can definitely regret being born in this world, but people have escaped, and it is not interesting to regret it, Zhang Yiyu calmly accepts the fact that he capsized in the gutter.

"! It's you kid who killed my beggar gang disciple?! All right! It's really heaven has a way, you don't go to hell, there is no door, you break in! These days can be called easy to find! Today, I will seek justice for the dead brothers of the beggar gang! Get out of the way! Get out of the way! ”

Just when Zhang Yilu was still reviewing how he was overturned, a rough voice exploded leisurely behind the crowd, and then saw that the dense crowd was rudely pushed left and right and divided into a small road.

A man who looked like a lion quickly separated from the crowd and walked quickly to Zhang Yiyu, a pair of copper bell eyes stared at the expressionless Zhang Yiyu viciously and shouted: "Is it your kid who killed Elder Yu?!" ”

Calmly looking at the latter, Zhang Yiyu reached out and flicked his earlobe, and said with a smile: "I'm not deaf, why do you shout so loudly....."

Perhaps it was Zhang Yiyu's contemptuous look that stimulated the latter, and the big man's already angry mood instantly climbed a few knots, and he crossed his hands and pulled Kaka straight, and said with a cruel smile: "Hahahahaha!" Balls! I'm still hard-mouthed when I'm dying! I want to see if your bones are as hard as your mouth!

”

"Kill him! Lord Wang! Avenge the death of our brothers! ”

This person is Wang Wencheng, the chief helmsman of the beggar gang, in order to find the murderer in the past few days, he has been busy with the team day and night, although he is sure that the murderer is Dongzhang, but now everyone has obtained the stolen goods, several brothers have just been killed, Zhang Yiyu, the only outsider, naturally became the murderer determined by the beggar gang.

There were only a few people who had seen him and the young swordsman when they entered, and the swordsman wiped all the necks of those witnesses when he fled, and in this case, Zhang Yilu had a thousand mouths that could not be explained.

Because that's how coincidental it is.

In the face of the shouting and killing sounds beside him, Zhang Yiyu did not have any panic on his face, still maintained his usual calmness, glanced at Wang Wencheng who was angry, and said, "Then you might as well try ......"

"Try it, try it!

”

Wang Wencheng shouted angrily, then rushed to Zhang Yiyu's approach, and slammed his hands into the heart of the other party's life.

"Huh....."

With a contemptuous smile, Zhang Yi's body moved at will, sliding to the ground and swaying sideways to avoid the opponent's Japanese punch, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Wang Wencheng's sideways position, and knelt down to hit the opponent's Shenque acupoint.

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Wang Wencheng, who was hit at the acupuncture point, couldn't help but let out a muffled snort, and his hands were crossed into fists and he was about to hammer down to Zhang Yiyu under him: "Lao Tzu pulled out your skin!" ”

Who knew that Zhang Yiyu's body was so flexible that he didn't speak, and he turned around lightly and let go of his hammer blow, and then at the moment when Wang Wencheng hit the air and was about to straighten his waist and return his hand, Zhang Yiyu suddenly raised his arm and hit his elbow and smashed it into Wang Wencheng's nose bone.

Syllable!

The latter suddenly flowed blood, the bridge of the nose was knocked down, the body was beaten backwards, the face door was immediately opened, Zhang Yiyu hit the second blow and hurriedly followed, the link was very silky, when the opponent was still trying to correct his body, Zhang Yiyu had already bullied forward, stepped up and knelt and hit the opponent's abdomen.

Syllable!

Wang Wencheng was beaten again, and raised his palm straight at Zhang Yiyu, who quickly turned his head to avoid the iron palm and hit him on the cheek.

Impulsive! Impulsive!

A set of two consecutive hits directly knocked Wang Wencheng away, flew backwards and turned a few times, his anti-hitting ability was also extraordinary, and the moment he landed, a carp turned up.

Zhang Yiyu was just about to take advantage of the situation to pursue, a black shadow suddenly flew out of his side, and his fingers hit him five times in a row.

Syllable!

kicked the other party with one kick, and shook his head before coming back to his senses.

"One Yang Refers to ....."

Speaking softly, Zhang Yiyu looked at the raiding old man with blazing eyes.

"You give back my brother's life!"

This person is Wu Santong, just now he did not squeeze into the crowd for the first time, and he was embarrassed to come when Zhang Yilu and Wang Wencheng were fighting, and just saw the opponent's Wu Santong and used a yang finger to carry out a sneak attack.

"Hmph, since one or two are in such a hurry to find death, then it will be fulfilled for you......"

Zhang Yilu was already discouraged by the swordsman's escape, but now he was misunderstood by the beggars, and one or two of them would put him to death, and anyone else would be angry.

But seeing that Zhang Yiyu's eyes began to become sharp, and the murderous aura on his body lingered around his body like a substance, Wang Wencheng and Wu Santong bore the brunt of the attack, and they couldn't help but be shocked, the two of them were just second-rate realms, Zhang Yiyu and him had a big realm span, and the gap was not ordinarily big.

And just as the two sides were about to make a move, a figure suddenly flashed on the high platform, and a thick voice suddenly spread throughout the inner hall: "Lantian Wheel King Zhang Yiyu, my beggar gang and you have always been well water does not interfere with river water, today you have to give the old man an explanation....."

Hearing this voice, Zhang Yiyu's face suddenly tightened, Tong Kong contracted violently, and the momentum on his body was also suffocated, rolling his eyes and looking at the high platform, Zhang Yiyu's brows suddenly twisted deeply, and the lingering murderous aura suddenly disappeared, scattered completely, as if it had never been.

Holding a fan and bowing, he said calmly: "It turned out that it was Senior Hong in person, and Zhang Yiyu met with his seniors." ”

Hong Qigong is actually here, this is something that Zhang Yilu would never have imagined, and he can't be half false with the surprise just now.

"Humph! It turns out that the old beggar still has someone to remember, I still think you think I'm dead, and no one can fool me into the beggar gang!? ”

The last sentence of Hong Qigong roared out mixed with internal force, and the terrifying wave of qi instantly blew the fire in the hall swaying.

Zhang Yiyu didn't seem to have seen Hong Qigong's questioning, he still looked directly at the latter without being humble or arrogant, and said softly: "Senior Hong, if the juniors say that the deaths of these disciples of your beggar gang have nothing to do with the juniors, do you believe it?" ”

"Bastard! Gang Leader Hong, you still dare to quibble here!? Do you think we're going to believe your?! ”

Before Hong Qi could speak publicly, Wang Wencheng on the side had already yelled.

Hong Qigong didn't speak, but quietly looked at Zhang Yiyu, who was surrounded by the three layers of the beggar gang disciples.

Seeing this, the latter smiled helplessly, reached out and touched the bridge of his nose, and whispered to himself: "Yes, I don't believe it either, so what can I do, that's the ...... the truth."

His voice was very small, and Hong Qigong was too far away, so he didn't hear what he was saying, and Hong Qigong didn't want to force him too much, after all, he was a junior, and it might be a misunderstanding, so he said loudly: "You can be arrested, everything will be returned to you when I find out the truth." ”

"Hehehehehehe....... Senior Hong, Senior Hong..... You're still naïve......"

Glancing at Wang Wencheng who was staring at him and eager to swallow him alive, Zhang Yiyu suddenly laughed, laughing very happily, and frowned at Hong Qigong on the high platform.

Surrender willingly? What awaits Zhang Yiyu is the torture that is worse than death, although Hong Qigong, as the Taishan Beidou in the martial arts world, will not be able to be executed, but what about his subordinates? For example, Wang Wencheng, who was injured by Zhang Yiyu on the other side, and a gang of people who were eager to tear Zhang Yiyu alive.

Will they let Zhang Yilu stay under house arrest in the beggars' gang for good food and drink? Thinking about it, they know that it is impossible, they will definitely find ways to torture Zhang Yiyu, as long as they are not killed, even Hong Qigong will not be able to do anything to them.

This little dark thing, that is naturally something that the always decent Hong Qigong can't imagine, he trusts his helpers, but Zhang Yilu doesn't believe it, so Zhang Yilu laughs, laughing at Hong Qigong's naivety and fairness? Scold..... It's nothing more than whoever has the hard fist who has the final say.

Zhang Yiyu knew this little thing until he was a child, and he didn't know how much he had seen in the darkness in the prison, so he naturally wouldn't trust others.

Don't have any moral purity hopes for anyone, in this world, everyone is half human and half ghost, human nature, you can't really see it if you get too close, it's all in one thought.

Zhang Yiyu saw very openly and transparently, so he admired an elder like Hong Qigong even more.

"The younger generation thanks the seniors for their love, but I don't want to be caught with my hands tied....."

Bowing slightly to Hong Qigong again, Zhang Yiyu broke the folding fan in his hand with one hand, and then quickly dived his palm to the calf and slid it, and a short blade with a touch of cold light jumped into Zhang Yiyu's hand.

Abandon the fan and change the blade, I think Zhang Yilu is also going to move the real character, everyone at this time can not help but be impressed by this elegant young man, in the face of the siege of thousands of people, he can still have the courage to show the knife to the death, this is the courage that many people in the rivers and lakes do not have, not to mention that there is also a Taishan Beidou Hong Qigong in charge, anyone will be desperate.

"Boy! Since you chose to die, it's no wonder that we are not to blame! ”

Zhang Yiyu didn't choose to tie his hands and capture Wang Wencheng was the happiest one.

"Heh.... Don't worry, I won't die before you......"

Finally, he glanced at the curtain above his head, and the corners of Zhang Yiyi's mouth suddenly raised a beautiful arc, and the gold pendant on his left ear emitted bursts of golden light under the illumination of the firelight.

"Dongzhang, I may not be on the way, sorry ......."