The cold winter is coming, and the day is just right.

In a tea shed next to the official road, it stands to reason that it is located on the main traffic road, and there are many people passing by, just when it is full, there are not too many people drinking tea and resting at this time.

No, it can't be said that there are few people, because in the tea shed, most of the seats are occupied by a group of people in Tsing Yi.

It was Li Qingyi and his party.

At this time, an old man in plain clothes lifted a bench by himself and slowly sat opposite Li Qingyi.

He took out a long cigarette stick from his waist, shook out a little tobacco from his cuff, slowly lit the fire, greedily brought it to his mouth, and couldn't wait to bite it and take a hard sip.

The old man in plain clothes suddenly narrowed his eyes, and let out a long puff of smoke, and even his brows were much smoother, and he looked indescribably comfortable.

"I didn't expect you to find it so quickly. Li Qingyi stroked his sleeves and said lightly.

"The master of the hall is indifferent, kind-hearted" The old man in plain clothes took another puff of his cigarette, gave Li Xingkong a thumbs up, shook it for a while, and then slowly spoke.

Li Qingyi put the broadsword on the table, the big horse golden knife, his face was slightly gloomy, and he said straight to the point: "Li Xingkong's three servants, why did you come here, and the other two?"

"Hehe, hey, helpless, who let only the little old man have nothing to do, so he left early. The old man in plain clothes took a sip of his cigarette holder and said with a smile.

"Huang Jiu, I also received Li Xingkong's news, I will take whatever is there when the time comes, but now, I still have important things to do, if you stop me, I will kill you first"

Li Qingyi's eyes were sharp, and when the words fell, everyone in Tsing Yi around him drew their swords together.

Huang Jiu lightly exhaled a circle of white smoke, squinted and smiled: "Hehe, the people of the Tsing Yi League are really domineering, the little old man has really seen it today, and he has seen it."

Li Qingyi stared at Huang Jiu closely, and Huang Jiu still looked light, pecking at the cigarette holder comfortably, completely ignoring the attitude of being deeply encircled and ignoring everyone with knives on the side.

After a long time, Li Qingyi retracted his gaze, suddenly got up, took out a silver ingot from his arms, and put it on the table.

"Go"

Li Qingyi picked up the long knife on the table, and with a soft shout, everyone put away the knife without saying a word, and was about to leave.

Just listen to the "bang".

Sawdust was splashed everywhere, dust was flying, and a square table flew horizontally in front of Li Qingyi, blocking the way.

The long knife in Li Qingyi's hand tightened, and he turned around coldly, his eyes were like torches, and he looked at Huang Jiu, who had no wooden table in front of him.

Huang Jiu pretended to be surprised, and looked left and right and said: "Where did the little old man's table go, how did you run to the feet of the hall master, is it possible that the long feet are fine, this is really weird, too weird"

Li Qingyi said expressionlessly: "How can the table have legs, even if it has legs, it won't be so long-eyed to block my way." ”

Huang Jiuqi said: "Why is this why does the table go by itself, does it depend on the place?"

Li Qingyi said coldly: "I don't know about others, but if you stand in front of me, I'm afraid I won't have a chance to go anywhere else." ”

When the words fell, I saw a dazzling white light flashing away, and the knife had already reached Li Qingyi's hand.

It seems that it has been held in his hand all along, and then looking at the square wooden table, it is divided into two, the cut surface is smooth, and the size of the two sides is not bad at all.

"Alas, it's a pity. ”

Huang Jiu shook his head, sighed with emotion, and sighed for some reason, and then knocked the cigarette stick on the wooden chair under him, a pile of black ash fell, and he took out a piece of linen cloth from his waist and wiped it carefully.

After wiping for a long time, Huang Jiucai said again: "Hall Master Li, I know what you want to do, but what Xiao Lao'er wants to say is that that person saved the life of my young lady and avenged my master's great revenge." ”

Placing the cigarette stick horizontally in front of him, Huang Jiu continued: "This is En, since it is En, then you have to pay it back, so, I'm afraid you won't be able to go today." ”

"The revenge of killing my son, I don't share the sky, the murderer who killed my son, I will kill it, whoever stands in my way will die"

Li Qingyi was no longer patient, and said angrily: "If you stop me, then kill you first"

"Alas, retribution, where is the time?"

Huang Jiu sighed lightly, with a little sadness on his face, and said slowly: "Little Lao'er actually doesn't like killing, but he can't help himself anymore. ”

Li Qingyi held the knife in his hand, and his eyes showed a fierce light: "The rivers and lakes are made of blood and tears, and murder should pay for one's life"

"Yes, murder should pay for one's life. ”

Huang Jiu nodded in agreement, then squinted his eyes, smashed his mouth, and grinned with a strange and serious face: "So, your son paid for his life." ”

"You're looking for death"

Hearing this, Li Qingyi's eyes lit up with blood, and he suddenly became furious, and suddenly waved his knife, and the sky seemed to draw a blood-colored river, which was ruined and tyrannical.

Huang Jiu looked at the blood-colored knife gang that was slashed, his complexion changed slightly, he didn't dare to resist, he walked like a fly, he retreated in a hurry, and the cigarette stick in his hand was as fast as thunder and lightning, floating forward a little, if the stars fell to the ground, he burst out with a blow like a meteor.

A white light was pointed out, striking on the knife gang, like a stone hitting in the turbulence, and it was buried without a trace in an instant.

That majestic and ferocious sword didn't slash at Huang Jiu's body in the end, because at that moment, Huang Jiu's body took a very strange posture and dodged it.

Kankan dodged the blade, Huang Jiu patted his chest, and said exaggeratedly: "I'm scared to death, I almost saw Lord Yama in advance, and the little old man still wants to have a 100-year-old birthday."

Li Qingyi's eyes narrowed slightly, his feet moved, and he was about to strike again.

Huang Jiu hurriedly waved his hand to stop: "Hey, don't be busy doing it first, stop, stop."

Li Qingyi stopped taking a step, but really stopped.

But it wasn't because of Huang Jiu, but he suddenly felt that the hairs on his whole body stood up, and a Ling Ran's breath filled the audience, and his chest seemed to be pressed against a big stone, and he couldn't breathe.

On the side, Huang Jiu laughed, the folds on his face were all squeezed together, and the few black and yellow teeth left in his mouth were shown.

At this moment, Huang Jiu was smiling extremely happily.

"Tut-tut, Qingyi, just now the little old man said that when he would retrige, he was not persuading you, but saying that if you die, won't this revenge be gone?"

"Alas, things don't go well, drink cold water and stuff your teeth, today, it's time for you to go to see Hades, hey, okay

I can't send it away."

"Oh yes, if you want to have a good son in your next life, don't be too demanding, don't ask him to give you a long face, but just don't get caught. ”

Listening to Huang Jiu's sarcastic words, Li Qingyi didn't look angry, and his face didn't even change the slightest, but if he looked closely, there was already a layer of fine sweat on his forehead.

At this moment, Li Qingyi didn't want to move, and he didn't dare to move, the breath behind him locked on him tightly, as if he had become a lonely wild deer in the wasteland, and he had already been stared at by a bloodthirsty beast.

Li Qingyi didn't look back, and he had already guessed who the visitor was.

Li Xingkong

Li Xingkong, who is unparalleled in the world, is the unparalleled fist in the world.

In the end, Li Qingyi still turned around, but every step was extremely heavy, as if he was carrying a thousand pounds of burden, every step was very slow, if he could, Li Qingyi would not turn around.

However, he still turned around, because some things can't be avoided, and some things must be faced.

"You're coming"

Li Qingyi spoke slowly, his voice was a little dry, obviously extremely jealous of Li Xingkong.

Li Xingkong held his hands, his eyes were indifferent, and said, "I'm here, so you can die." ”

This sentence is so natural and so natural, even Li Qingyi thinks in his heart that it should be the same.

"Stand down"

Li Qingyi sighed and commanded, and the surrounding Tsing Yi swordsmen all collected their knives and retreated to the side, no one spoke during the whole process, and some were just absolutely obedient.

Huang Jiu also stepped aside and quietly watched the battle.

"The revenge of killing the son is not the same as the sky" Li Qingyi was silent for a moment and raised his head.

"Hmm"

Li Xingkong nodded lightly, looked at Li Qingyi with a dead man's eyes, and said lightly: "It's a pity, you don't have a chance."

When the words fell, Li Qingyi made a preemptive strike.

For Li Qingyi, in front of Li Xingkong, the difference is not only a realm, but also the gap between heaven and earth.

is also a holy product, Li Qingyi can proudly say that ninety percent of the martial artists on the rivers and lakes are not as good as themselves, this is not self-confidence, but a fact, none of the hall masters in the Tsing Yi League are weak, and they are all fought in the bloody rain.

Even against the upper half step of the heavenly people, Li Qingyi may not have the strength to fight, after all, even if it is the same realm, the force is divided into three, six, nine and so on.

But it's a pity that Li Qingyi met Li Xingkong today, who is the top of the top batch of boxing even among the half-step heavens, facing the world's first boxing, looking at the world, who can say, who dares to say that it can be superior.

Therefore, Li Qingyi can't let Li Xingkong make the first move, because if he waits for Li Xingkong to make a move, Li Qingyi will have no chance of half a chance, that slightest chance to live.

Therefore, Li Qingyi did not hesitate to go out of the knife.

In front of the cold blade, Li Xingkong's face remained unchanged, and his cold face felt the wind coming, and there was only one response.

Step, punch.

For Li Xingkong, there is no temptation, let alone a false move, only punching.

If you can block it, you will be born

If you can't let go, you'll die