"You're not afraid of death?"

"I'm afraid."

Dongfang Xi's face was frank.

"That's going to be easy."

The old boatman showed a strange smile, and suddenly with a force on his hand, he pinched Dongfang Xi's neck, and with just a little force, this little girl would die.

Dongfang Xi kept struggling with her hands and feet, however, where could her strength compare, the old boatman who came down from the mountain.

"Two little Langjun, don't resist stubbornly, the old man said, today, none of you can leave." The old boatman's voice became low and heavy, resounding in every corner of the teahouse.

"The old man only needs a little force, and she will die."

Qin Shiyue looked sideways when he heard the sound, and instantly revealed a flaw, the storyteller swept the gun, Qin Shiyue was shocked, and hurriedly returned the knife to resist, but was swept out by the iron spear and smashed a tea table.

He sat on the ground, embarrassed, got up, and shouted: "Old thief, let go of Xiaoxi." ”

"Xiao Langjun, as long as you lay down your arms and don't resist anymore, the old man will take pity on the jade and let her live a little longer." The smile on the old boatman's face grew more and more eerie.

Qin Shiyue was furious and jumped up, but was slapped on the shoulder by the old boatman's fluttering palm, fell down, slammed it on the ground, and fainted after spurting out a mouthful of blood.

Dongfang Xi was in a mess, heartbroken, and cried: "Cousin! ”

"Hey, young man, why don't you listen to persuasion!"

The old boatman's hand increased slightly, and Dongfang Xi suddenly felt his throat suffocated, his face was swollen and red, and he would suffocate at any time.

Dongfang Xi on the second floor glanced at Shang Qing on the stage, and then at Qin Shiyue, who was unconscious, at this moment, he seemed to have accepted his fate, gave up struggling, closed his eyes tightly, and two lines of tears slipped out of the corners of his eyes silently.

Zheng Sanqiao, who was holding a double axe, was surprised by the reaction of the young man in front of him, and swung his right axe, and Shang Qing retreated.

Zheng Sanqiao asked, "You don't care about his life or death?" ”

Shang Qing's eyes were extremely cold, making people shudder, and his heart was already angry to the extreme.

"Deal with you first, and I'll take the life of that old thief."

There was an unprecedented coldness in his voice.

Zheng Sanqiao sneered, as if he heard a big joke: "Do you know who he is?" ”

"Now, I don't need to know who he is, he's going to be a dead man sooner or later anyway." Shang Qing's face was indifferent, and he added: "You are the same!" ”

The two looked at each other, Zheng Sanqiao could clearly feel the anger in Shang Qing's eyes, the anger seemed to burn himself, and Shang Qing's murderous eyes made him feel a little frightened.

"Boy, be ashamed, fight!" Zheng Sanqiao's face changed, he shouted violently, and the double axes were cut out continuously, like a storm, attacking Shang Qing, and on the axe, an amazing aura erupted.

Shang Qing's face was solemn, but he didn't panic at all, the aura in his body exploded, secretly accumulating strength, a cold light flashed, and it turned into a black shadow, attacking Zheng Sanqiao who was holding a double axe.

Zheng Sanqiao was obviously surprised, but after all, he had many years of actual combat experience, and his action reaction was very agile, and he immediately turned around and distanced himself from Shang Qing, and the double axes in his hands were like poisonous snakes and swung towards Shang Qing.

For a while, the swords and axes rang together, and Shang Qing was like a mad beast, with red eyes, as if he was about to tear Zheng Sanqiao on the opposite side to pieces.

However, Zheng Sanqiao on the opposite side was not an ordinary person, in the face of Shang Qing's fierce offensive, he not only did not retreat, but instead fought back against Shang Qing's fierce offensive.

Click!

The wooden floor of the table was split by an axe, and the blade of the axe was rigidly embedded in the red pine flute beneath the plank.

Shang Qing suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and remembered the third style of "Thirteen Dances of the Fish and Dragon", this move is called Flying Fish Boarding the Boat, which pays attention to the speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness, and the body is shaking, like a flying fish shuttling in the water, making the enemy unguardable.

It's just that this flying fish is different from the swimming fish in the water, but the real flying fish, this trick can be taken by surprise and win in one fell swoop when fighting against people, and Shang Qing has been practicing straight stabbing for five years.

"Look at the move!"

Shang Qing shouted, and used the third form of "Thirteen Dances of the Fish and Dragon" - the flying fish boarded the boat, and the whole person shot away like a strong arrow, its momentum was like a rainbow, like a meteor, and the tip of the knife stabbed an air explosion in the air.

"Quick, stop him!" Zheng Sanqiao's face changed drastically, his body froze in place, he was so frightened that he couldn't move, and shouted at the killers.

The killers wanted support, but it was too late.

"Okay, so fast......"

Before the word "knife" could be spoken, a striking wound appeared between Zheng Sanqiao's forehead, and blood splattered all over the ground.

Shang Qing turned his head silently, and in those dark eyes, bursts of cold light shot out, a chill to the bone, and everything around him seemed to be frozen, as if he was in an ice cellar.

The blood stains on his face made him look even more cold and terrifying, and when the killers who rushed over to rescue saw this, their bodies suddenly froze, and their hearts flew away, and they retreated and dispersed.

The storyteller said sadly: "Zheng Sanquan." ”

However, the voice that was once familiar and disgusting to him could no longer respond to his "Liu Xizi".

Liu Baiyan turned over and jumped lightly, like a vigorous swallow, quickly swept onto the stage, he was as light as a swallow, coupled with strong martial arts, the whole person was like an arrow off the string, without saying a word, he picked up the iron spear and turned into a black shadow towards Shang Qing.

Shang Qing didn't expect Liu Baibian to say that he would fight, and the trick "Flying Fish Boarding the Boat" just now had made him a little out of strength, a lot weaker, and hurriedly retreated.

"Boy, take your life!" How could Liu Baiyan let him go, pressing step by step, stabbing and picking, all of which were fatal killer moves.

Under Liu Baichang's black and white face, he was already angry.

Shang Qing fought and retreated.

Suddenly, Liu Baiyan threw his iron spear and slammed it towards Shang Qing's ankle.

"Bang-"

There was a loud bang, and I saw a black shadow fly out and fall heavily to the ground.

His iron spear has a great reputation in the rivers and lakes more than ten years ago, as long as he is pierced by his iron spear, no matter how strong your kung fu is, you will be pierced into a hedgehog by him, and there are countless masters who have died under Liu Baichang's iron spear.

However, Shang Qing was not an ordinary person, but a cultivator of the fifth level of Qi refining.

"Look for death!"

Shang Qing got up angrily, his eyes were round, and he slammed towards Liu Baichang, like a black panther who was trying his best to kill its prey, and his eyes were beating with bloodthirsty light.

"Kun into the abyss."

Shang Qing once again used the first form of "Thirteen Dances of Fish and Dragons".

Liu Baiyan took a deep breath, and the killing intent in his eyes increased instead of decreasing.

He will kill Shang Qing, even if he fights for his life today and dies here.

"Boy, give me death!"

Liu Baiyan shouted violently, his robe was windless, his face was green and knotted, and a terrifying aura burst out in an instant.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, Liu Baiyan was directly slashed by Shang Qing, the iron spear was broken in two, a scarlet wound was pulled from the shoulder to the abdomen, and the blood sprayed the other party all over the body, and the whole person flew out upside down like a kite with a broken string, slammed it on the ground, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

He glanced at Zheng Sanqiao on the stage with great difficulty, and then he lost his breath and didn't close his eyes.

Zheng Sanqiao, who doesn't like to listen to music and watch plays, has become a place for his soul to return to the stage, and Liu Baichang, who has been active on the stage for most of his life, finally wore that black and white face and unwillingly lay under the stage.