The second elder walked out of the group, holding two meniscus daggers in his hands, hunched back, his hair pale and shoulder-length, giving people an indescribable weirdness.

After standing still, he shouted, "Who will fight me!"

Ren Xin's clamor undoubtedly angered the people of the fireworks gate.

They all bared their teeth, eager to swallow him alive.

Ning Lan looked back, finally looked at the second elder and said, "Please!"

The second elder nodded and walked out of the crowd.

"Wait, Second Elder, this thing is weird, don't kill ......"

The second elder smiled slightly, indicating that he was measured.

He has also been in the rivers and lakes for many years, and he understands the pros and cons of this matter.

Compared with that Ren Xin, the second elder is undoubtedly a beautiful man, with a handsome face and long flowing white hair. This year, he looks like a young man in his thirties.

"Pyrotechnic Gate, Wang Chen. ”

"Renjian Gate, Ren Xin. ”

After the two sides reported their names, it was announced that the two were going to do it. But before he made a move, Ren Xin stared at Wang Chen with suspicious eyes, and the latter was empty-handed, as if he had no weapon.

You must know that a good weapon can multiply the combat ability of a warrior.

Wang Chen saw what he meant, but he had no intention of hiding it. The other party has already exposed his weapon, and there is no need for him to hide anything.

He raised his clenched right fist and opened it in front of his chest, and a whip made of several iron rods the thickness of chopsticks hammered out of his hand, with a curved hook the size of a small thumb at the tail.

At the same time, he pulled up the hem of his skirt at the waist, revealing a pair of pliers pinned to his waist that resembled scissors.

Ren Xin, who was standing opposite him, widened his eyes at this time, and said in disbelief: "Scorpion King Chen? Haha, what a Scorpion King Chen." Everyone thought that the Scorpion King was your nickname, and Chen was your surname, but I didn't expect it...... I didn't expect that the single word scorpion is your nickname. ”

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, Brother Scorpion, I'm here!"

As soon as the words fell, Ren Xin took half a step back, made an extremely exaggerated posture, and then threw the scimitar in his hand towards Wang Chen.

This posture is actually very good, it can mobilize the strength of the whole body to assist the right arm, and at the same time reach the point of hitting, it is quite explosive.

Slightly different from Han Tu's throwing technique, throwing darts mainly relies on wrist strength, while throwing daggers and other things relies on arm strength and waist strength.

The distance between the two was not too far, and the scimitar had already arrived in front of Wang Chen at the moment when it was thrown.

I saw that Wang Chen was not in a hurry, and with a slight tilt of his head, he dodged the scimitar.

Ren Xin smiled, and as his wrist exerted force again, an inconspicuous transparent silk thread straightened between his wrist and the end of the scimitar handle. At the same time, the scimitar that had already crossed Wang Chen turned around sharply and stabbed towards the back of the latter's head.

It would not be true to say that the silk thread is completely invisible, and as the sunlight shines, the silk thread also flashes a few times in mid-air.

"Brother Scorpion, be careful, my scimitar will turn around. ”

Wang Chen felt funny in his heart, when I played this, you weren't born yet.

The moment the scimitar turned around, Wang Chen finally started to act, his footsteps were light, his body suddenly accelerated, and he rushed towards Ren Xin, the speed was a few points faster than the dagger flying in mid-air.

Han Tu was dumbfounded, he even thought for a moment that these two elders also had the same black qi as himself, and that speed had already caught up with his own black qi increase.

Ren Xin didn't expect Wang Chen's speed to be so fast, and he was a little confused for a while, but after all, he was an elder-level figure, so he was not at a loss.

Wang Chen punched out, whistling past Ren Xin's left ear, and then opened the right fist that had just been stretched out, and the scorpion tail whip stretched out from it, instantly straightening, and as Wang Chen's wrist trembled, the thin hook at the end of the whip pierced Ren Xin's neck.

Now, the distance between the two was too close, and many movements could not be performed, Wang Chen took advantage of Ren Xin's thinking, stretched out his left hand and grabbed the latter's neck.

At the same time, the scimitar that was pulled over by Ren Xin also flew back, and the scimitar that he had pulled back to attack Wang Chen was now aimed at his vital point.

His own weapon had now become Hades' life. With a scorpion tail hook behind him and a scimitar in front of him, it's almost a mortal situation.

No way.

In his heart, a suction force suddenly erupted, and the scorpion tail whip and scimitar that were already flying towards him were undoubtedly a few points faster.

Seeing that he was about to hit him, Wang Chen let go of his left hand and blocked the scimitar that was about to hit Ren Xin's face, and this scene was naturally seen by Ren Xin.

But the move he was using now was not something that could be stopped, and at the same time that the scimitar was blocked by Wang Chen, a thrust gushed out from Ren Xin's body.

The scorpion tail whip, the flying knife, and that Wang Chen were all pushed out by a powerful impact, flying several meters away, and the ground under Ren Xin's feet also sank in, forming a hollow circle with a radius of about one step.

Wang Chen, who was knocked away, stood up, his face was bitter, and said softly: "Is the internal force shocking, I didn't expect you to be able to use this long-lost mastery." ”

Ren Xin said: "Haha, it's just a fluke." But you, why did you help me fend off the scimitar in a pinch?"

Wang Chen said: "The head of the house has instructed you not to hurt your life." Didn't you remind me too?"

Ren Xin frowned and said, "Coincidentally, the head of the family also asks me so." There's probably something hidden in that, and why don't you take back the scorpion tail?"

Wang Chen raised the scorpion tail whip, shook it in front of his eyes, and said, "My whip is not destructive, it mainly relies on the poison on the tail needle to hurt people. Earlier, the old man had already removed the venom, so you young man wouldn't be afraid of being stabbed, would you? Besides, there must be a winner, right?"

"Haha, that's right, since the head of the family has a life, why don't you do this? You and I each have a mouthful of water in our mouths, who can force the other party to spit out the water, even if whoever wins, how?"

Wang Chen expressed his opinion with actions, and after listening to Ren Xin's speech, he immediately picked up the water bag and took a sip of water.

Smart people don't need to say anything directly, and Ren Xin immediately took a sip.

The two sides glanced at each other, Ren Xin nodded, and then pulled the thin line and pulled the scimitar back.

In the process of flying back into Ren Xin's hand, the scimitar had a second with Ren Xin's eyes, and Wang Chen's right hand formed a three-point line, forming a blind spot in his vision.

At this moment, Wang Chen's wrist flicked, and the snake tail whip was thrown out by him, and after shaking a few times, it showed a z-shaped tremor and went straight to the other party. Compared to what I thought before, the current snake tail whip is full of unknowns.

Han Tu carefully observed it with his black qi amplified eyes, and found that this snake tail whip seemed to contain some kind of special power, thinking that it should be an internal force.

Wang Chen used his internal force to pull the snake's tail whip, sometimes violently, sometimes relaxed, so that he could move according to his own thoughts.

Ren Xin naturally understood that the only thought in his heart now was that Wang Chen's control of internal forces was much stronger than his.

The ginger is still old and spicy.

The internal force oscillation is very consuming and will cause unimaginable damage to the meridians, and it cannot be used again in a short time.

However, Ren Xin did not mean to give up lightly, he chose to change from passive to active, holding the meniscus short blade in his hand, and rushed towards Wang Chen.

The speed of the snake's tail whip was extremely fast, and it suddenly accelerated at the moment when it was about to approach Ren Xin, stabbing towards the latter's mouth.

Ren Xin put the scimitar across his chest, blocked the snake tail whip, and bounced out, but Wang Chen did not rush to retract the snake tail whip, but by inertia, he turned the thorn into a whip and waved it in the air.

Every few swings, it will be whipped in the direction of Ren Xin.

Although it was quite reluctant, Ren Xin still blocked it all.

As he approached Wang Chen, he suddenly stopped in place, and then crouched, dodging the attack of the scorpion-tailed whip volleying down.

Then his arms are crossed in front of his chest, and the edges of his scimitars are pointed inward, like the pincers of a crab.

Ren Xin's legs had bent to a certain extent, as if a spring would rebound, and he rushed straight towards Wang Chen, and now the two of them were less than half a step away.

As long as Ren Xin opened his arms, it was enough to hurt Wang Chen and force him to spit out the water in his mouth.

The idea is good, but Ren Xin ignores one thing, a very important thing.

Wang Chen turned sideways at the moment when he got close, and pulled out the scorpion pliers from his waist to block him.

It is said to be a scorpion plie, but his overall shape is more like a pair of sharp scissors.

Ren Xin's attack was defused by Wang Chen.

Immediately after, Wang Chen withdrew the snake tail whip and took out another scorpion plier to flick Ren Xin's twin blades away.

Wang Chen's strength was very great, and he was so shocked that Ren Xin's mouth was numb, but fortunately he threw away the weapon in his hand, turned his fist into a palm, and hit Wang Chen's chest.

But if Wang Chen was hit so easily, wouldn't he be worthy of the name of the Second Elder?

I saw him take half a step back and dodge Ren Xin's attack with minimal movements.

He then grabbed a pair of scorpion pliers in each hand, one attacking the lower half of the body and the other to the chest. As for the snake tail whip, I don't know when I was tied to my feet by Wang Chen.

While the attack on his hand failed, Wang Chen stood on one foot, leaned forward, and kicked his right leg diagonally backwards, and with inertia, the snake-tail whip tied to his right leg flew over his body, only forcing Ren Xin's mouth.

From a distance, the current Wang Chenhuo looks like a scorpion standing on one foot.

If you can't defend it, you can't prevent it, and if you retreat, you can't avoid the scorpion tail whip, which can be regarded as the signature action of Scorpion Wang Chen.

Seeing that the scorpion tail whip was getting closer and closer, even if he knew that Wang Chen would not really hurt himself. Ren Xin was still frightened, he hurriedly spit out the water in his mouth, and shouted, "I lost." ”

Wang Chen smiled, and with a few shakes of his body, he stood up straight, the flying skirt gradually calmed down, and the scorpion pliers in his hand were also pinned to his waist, and he returned to his previous graceful appearance when he was originally wild.

I really don't understand how a sixty-year-old man who is already in his sixties can maintain such a temperament and skills.

Seeing Ren Xin admit defeat, Wang Chen said: "Accept." ”