The night is quiet and the moon is full.

It's late autumn, and the nights are getting colder.

Three miles outside Fulin Town, there is a land temple.

There was a man lying in the land temple, a middle-aged beggar in his thirties, who was already asleep at this time.

There was also a big black wolfdog lying next to him, also asleep.

He had a strange wooden stick in front of him, and when he slept, he still had a burden in his arms, as if he was afraid that someone would take it away from him.

"Master, Master, let's go......" The middle-aged beggar whispered in a dream, looking very frightened, obviously having a very terrifying nightmare. This nightmare must also have something to do with his master, otherwise he wouldn't have been calling out Master's name in his dreams.

He was sweating profusely, still clinging to his burden in one hand and picking up a wooden stick in the other, as if to fight someone.

There was a "pop" sound, and a hole was immediately knocked out of the wall by a wooden stick. Therefore, the middle-aged beggar finally woke up, and the first thing he did when he opened his eyes was to see if the burden in his hand was still in his hands.

The burden was still in his hands, so he calmed down, wiped the cold sweat on his body with his hands, and calmed his mood a little.

He's having this nightmare all the time these days, and it's very similar. He didn't want to, but he couldn't get out of the nightmare.

Knowing that it was a dream and the burden was still in his hands, he finally slowly settled down.

The wolfdog was also awakened, and only rubbed in front of the beggar one after another, as if to comfort him.

It was still early, and he collapsed in the grass again, and was about to go back to sleep.

The wolfdog is tall and looks fierce, but in fact it is very docile, and when it sees its owner sleeping, it also lies down to sleep.

Whew!

Suddenly there was a slight sound of wind outside the temple, although the sound was very small, but it still woke up the very alert middle-aged beggar again.

He didn't say a word, picked up the wooden stick, put the burden on his back, and made the opening method swoop, and like a hound, he quickly escaped from the broken temple. The wolf dog and the owner were in touch, and they didn't even make a single bark, but chased after them lightly.

The middle-aged beggar is brilliant, and he flies through the woods, as if he is running for his life.

Suddenly, as if he sensed something again, he gently patted the big black wolfdog. The big wolf dog really won the heart of his master, and still did not make any sound, so he turned around and went in the other direction.

The middle-aged beggar saw the black wolf dog walking away, so he opened his way and ran into the depths of the woods again.

The sky is clear, the moon is full, and the road is bright.

The middle-aged beggar is running fast, but he doesn't know where to go?

Suddenly, he immediately stopped, because he clearly felt that a powerful murderous aura was already approaching behind him.

He couldn't escape anymore, and the people who came, whether it was internal strength or light strength, were obviously far above him, and there was no point in escaping again, so he stopped.

Sure enough, the person who came was already behind him, but it was a middle-aged man who was slightly older than him, also dressed as a beggar, but his clothes were much cleaner than his. The man was tall and had a small beard, and always had a slight smile on his face, but that smile did not seem very sincere, but rather hypocritical.

"Senior Brother Cheng, you can make it easy for me to find it!" The bearded beggar sighed.

"Senior brother, it seems that you have taken great pains to find me! So many people were brought here. The middle-aged beggar replied.

"Huh! Of course. To deal with you, a traitor, you will naturally have to use some hands to break off. The bearded beggar laughed.

"Traitor? Are you embarrassed to say these two words? The middle-aged beggar said disdainfully.

"That's right! I'm now being elected by the elders to be the Acting Leader of the Beggar Gang, so you should call me the Helper. "The bearded beggar is becoming more and more arrogant.

"You're worthy of being a surrogate? The elders were blind. The middle-aged beggar became more and more angry.

"At this point, junior brother, don't resist stubbornly! Obediently hand over the things, and the senior brother promises to leave you a way out. The bearded beggar said well.

"You're delusional! The things are here with me, if you have the ability, come and get them yourself. The middle-aged beggar didn't have a good air.

"Then don't blame Senior Brother for being polite!" As he spoke, the bearded beggar suddenly flashed, like a swimming dragon, rushing straight to the middle-aged beggar.

The middle-aged beggar was not polite, he first put the wooden stick on his waist, and then suddenly fell on all fours, like a big dog lying on the ground. At the same time, a powerful qi immediately formed around him, and it actually blew away the fallen leaves and dust on the ground in all directions.

Woof!

Suddenly, as the bearded beggar approached, the middle-aged man suddenly screamed like a wolfdog, and the energy around him immediately burst out, forming a powerful air current, radiating straight out of the surroundings. The middle-aged man suddenly flew up, his palms out, and the bearded beggar four at the same time.

With a "snap", the palm power scattered and forced away, and the middle-aged beggar was suddenly directly shocked by the powerful qi and fell heavily to the ground. The middle-aged beggar reacted very quickly, and immediately turned over after falling to the ground, but he felt that his true qi was not smooth, and it was obvious that the valve had been injured. Looking at the bearded beggar again, he landed lightly, undisturbed, and unaffected.

"Senior brother, your Roaring Heaven Skill has only reached the second level, how can you fight with me? Let's just get caught! The bearded man injured his opponent with one move, and his arrogance became even more arrogant.

"A soldier can be killed, but not humiliated. What's more, isn't your wishful dragon line also practiced? Although the middle-aged beggar was defeated, he was still very unconvinced.

"The five divine dragons of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, I have all practiced them, but the dragons who are missing the last move of the five elements in one are leaderless, but that old thing just refuses to teach me. But the Ninefold Roaring Heavenly Divine Skill, you have only reached the second level, but you are still far behind! So, no matter how stubborn you try, you can't beat me. The bearded beggar said triumphantly.

"Then what if, I practiced the Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descending?" The middle-aged beggar asked with a smile, and his tone was also true.

"Impossible! The Eighteen Palms of the Descending Dragon have been lost. The bearded beggar said in shock and fear.

"How do you know that the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending are really lost?" The middle-aged beggar's expression was very calm, and he still said with a smile.

"Could it be that the old thing really passed on the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending to you?" The bearded man was even more stunned.

"Eighteen palms of the dragon, look at the moves." The middle-aged beggar saw that the bearded man was a little afraid, so he shouted loudly and suddenly slapped a palm at him.

The bearded beggar did not dare to take it hard, but only dodged and retreated to the side. However, just now he retreated to avoid it, but the middle-aged man immediately turned around and fled.

"Dare to lie to me! You didn't practice the Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descending at all. If you want to go, it's not so empty! Look at my wishful thinking, the dragon walking, and the earth dragon retreating. As the bearded man spoke, his body immediately sank, as if he had turned into an earth dragon, chasing the middle-aged man from the ground at a very fast speed.