Seeing so many people surrounding him, the gray-robed little student didn't panic at all, and asked with a cold expression: "There are too many people who have planted heels in my hands, I don't know who you are?"

In the surrounding crowd, a handsome man in a white robe opened a paper fan and said to the gray-robed Xiaosheng: "Shuangqu Town, Baicao Tea House." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

The gray-robed Xiaosheng seemed to recall at this time, and said: "Oh, it turned out to be that group of wine bags and rice bags, a group of big men were all knocked down by me with one hand, such a fiasco, do you still have the face to come back?"

The white-robed man sneered and said, "They haven't learned kung fu, so naturally they are not your opponents, so it's just a matter of learning some lessons." But I can't pretend that I didn't hear what you said when you left, and I have to give an explanation today, otherwise how can my Park family gain a foothold in the world. ”

Ye Qingyun was dizzy when he heard it, and it was not until this moment that he realized that he seemed to be involved in the old affairs of the gray-robed man again, and the two sides did not give in to each other, and it seemed that they were about to fight.

Ye Qingyun naturally didn't want to get involved in this fight, so he opened his mouth to interrupt the conversation between the two: "Wait, I have to talk to him in advance, and then you have any grievances and settle them in private, that is, I won't interfere." ”

The white-robed man was displeased when he heard this, and his subordinates who were good at observing words and expressions on the side immediately jumped out, pointed at Ye Qingyun's nose and shouted: "What kind of thing are you kid? My son-in-law's affairs are big things, and yours can only be small things, stand aside for me!"

Ye Qingyun said: "I just want to get something back from him!"

"I'll take care of you, Childe, I saw this kid give him barbecue meat just now, they are obviously a gang, Childe should be careful, don't let us fight as soon as he stabs him in the back, can't let it go!"

The white-robed man closed his paper fan, looked faint, and said, "I know it in my heart." ”

The gray-robed Xiaosheng snickered, fortunately, Ye Qingyun didn't see the scene of the destruction of the black jade just now, and at the same time secretly scolded the white-robed man's subordinates for being stupid, and then said to Ye Qingyun: "If you want something, you can do it, this time the condition is that you have to send these annoying flies away for me." ”

Ye Qingyun said: "I won't believe you, you have no reputation." ”

The gray-robed little student said: "Then I will destroy the thing!"

Ye Qingyun said angrily: "You dare!"

"Do you want to take a gamble? I think I dare. ”

The white-robed man was impatient, and said: "Noise, Dawu Xiaowu, you solve this kid for me, I want to meet the gray-robed boy in person." ”

"Yes!"

The two big men responded when they heard this, and then their faces were hideous, their hands were clenched into fists, and they attacked Ye Qingyun is fierce attack. The fists of the other two are bigger than ordinary people, with thick calluses, dark as iron, if they are punched hard, they will definitely not feel good.

Although this great martial artist and Xiaowu also have some skills, and their cultivation has reached the late stage of body refining, compared to Ye Qingyun's innate late stage, the two sides are a big realm behind, and the outcome of the battle between the two sides has been decided from the beginning.

I saw Ye Qingyun condensing his fist with one hand, punching each of them in the air, and two white air currents suddenly appeared, rushing towards Dawu and Xiaowu. The two of them were hit by the air current, as if they had been hit by a thousand catties of huge force, and their bodies flew out upside down like straw, falling to the ground far away, lying on the ground, wailing non-stop.

The white-robed man was holding a long sword, and he hit the gray-robed Xiaosheng with an arrow step, and the gray-robed Xiaosheng took out a dagger out of nowhere, parrying the sword, and the two sides went back and forth, fighting endlessly.

The rest of the people saw that Ye Qingyun knocked down their two generals as soon as he made a move, and they were all shocked by Ye Qingyun's strong strength, and none of them dared to step forward to provoke. Ye Qingyun didn't take them to heart, and turned his head to look at the battle situation on the other side.

Although Ye Qingyun wanted to get things back quickly, when he thought that he was always being played by the gray-robed boy, he also had the idea of punishing the gray-robed boy. So Ye Qingyun endured his temperament, stood in place, and watched the show with his hands and arms folded.

Ye Qingyun's actions naturally fell in the eyes of the gray-robed Xiaosheng, and of course he was very angry in his heart. It's just that the long sword of the white-robed man is extremely fast, and the attack angle is very tricky, which often makes the gray-robed little student embarrassed. At this moment, he was forced to death by the white-robed man, and he didn't even have room to take a breath, so how could he have time to reprimand Ye Qingyun.

Seeing that the gray-robed Xiaosheng was becoming more and more embarrassed, Ye Qingyun felt that it was almost over, so he decided to intervene.

I saw that the true qi in Ye Qingyun's body was running at full strength, and a thin layer of golden light shield gushed out from the inside out, and the whole person was full of momentum, and those who surrounded him were affected by this breath, and they were suddenly blown by the wind pressure and staggered.

As soon as Ye Qingyun's figure moved, he leaned forward with one hand, and grabbed the long sword of the white-robed man in his hand. The white-robed man twitched a few times, and found that Ye Qingyun was as stable as Mount Tai, and found that Ye Qingyun's palm was protected by a layer of golden light, and even his sword could not hurt him in the slightest.

At this time, the white-robed man realized that something was wrong, his face changed, revealing a shocked look, and he muttered.

"You're a senior!"

But before he finished speaking, he felt a tingling pain in his abdomen, and the gray-robed Xiaosheng passed through Ye Qingyun's armpit and stabbed the dagger in his stomach.

The white-robed man had a hint of viciousness on his face, and opened his mouth to blow lightly at the gray-robed little student. I saw a faint shadowless needle fly out of its mouth and shoot towards the gray-robed Xiaosheng. At this moment, the distance between the two was extremely close, and even Ye Qingyun didn't have time to react, so that the needle was pierced on the arm of the gray-robed Xiaosheng.

The gray-robed Xiaosheng only felt as if his arm had been pierced by something, and then a sense of numbness swept through his body, and he immediately threw away the dagger in his hand, and his body fell to the ground stiffly, and his whole body was weak.

The gray-robed Xiaosheng's dagger seemed to be highly poisonous, and the white-robed man's abdominal pain became more and more intense, and he took a few steps back with his hands on his stomach, walking slowly. At this time, a group of entourages hurriedly stepped forward to help, but after a while, the white-robed man vomited black blood from his mouth, let out a few ugly wails, and fell to the ground and died.

Ye Qingyun didn't expect such a result, and was stunned for a while, at a loss. And the entourage of the white-robed man saw that the master was dead, but they were afraid of Ye Qingyun's innate identity, and none of them dared to step forward to take revenge, and they couldn't decide to stay for a while.

"What are you doing in a daze, kill them quickly, otherwise when they release the news, you won't want to live a peaceful life in the future." The gray-robed little student reminded with difficulty.

Ye Qingyun was stunned for a moment, and glanced at the white-robed man's entourage. When those people saw Ye Qingyun looking over, they immediately dispersed, and they no longer cared about the body of the master, and ran wildly into the distance as if they were desperate.

The gray-robed boy urged: "Hurry up, don't let them run!"

Ye Qingyun didn't make a move in the end, he walked to the white-robed man's side, reached out and touched his meridians. Although with Ye Qingyun's many years of experience in practicing medicine, he was basically sure that he was dead when he saw the strange appearance of the man in white robe, Ye Qingyun still wanted to give it a try. As a result, as he had guessed before, he found that he had indeed lost his pulse, and Ye Qingyun closed his eyes, clasped his hands together beside his corpse, and chanted a Buddha name.

"Amitabha!"

Ye Qingyun walked to the gray-robed Xiaosheng again, wanting to check his injuries. Ye Qingyun reached out and grabbed his right hand, and found that there was a purple dot on his wrist, and then rolled up his sleeve and found that the purple markings of half an inch in size had extended up along the gray-robed man's arm.