Standing at the door of the bamboo house, Ning Baifeng's footsteps stopped.

The young man next to him smiled and said, "Immortal Master, is there something wrong?"

Ning Baifeng glanced at it and shook his head with a smile.

Entering the bamboo house, Ning Baifeng habitually looked around.

The house is very simple, except for the bamboo bed and bamboo table, there is nothing else, but the grandfather and grandson have good craftsmanship, and the whole house is cleaned up and looks pleasing to the eye.

Outside the window of the house is the green bamboo, which is quite elegant.

The boy stood in the doorway and took his leave.

Ning Baifeng took out dry food and spring water, ate slowly at the scenery outside the window, and slowly thought about everything he had seen before.

Until he was about to finish his meal, a knock on the door interrupted his musings.

Ning Baifeng smiled, sure enough, he was old and fine, but he was a little too anxious.

When the door was opened, it was the old man who came.

The old man said: "Guest officer, if you have any other needs, you can inform me, I hope you will forgive me for the inconsiderate hospitality." ”

Guest officer, guest off, very chewy.

Ning Baifeng looked at the old man in front of him with some playfulness, and said with a smile: "Old man, I heard that your fried bamboo sunflower tastes unique, and if you want to come to stir-fry the meat with bamboo shoots, the taste will not be bad." ”

The old man was stunned when he heard this, and he grinned and laughed, his old face and this exaggerated smile were a little hideous, "The little baby is so insightful!

The moment the words fell, the old man punched out, like a giant hammer beating a drum.

Ning Baifeng was prepared as early as the moment he opened the door, and his right hand was also handed out with a punch, and the fists were opposite.

There was a bang.

Ning Baifeng was hit by the huge punch and flew out and hit the wall of the bamboo house. A pale green glow flashed on the walls of the bamboo house, removing the force of the impact.

The old man didn't seem to be afraid of the other party's counterattack, and after the punch was blasted, he didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue, but said with a smile: "Although I expected that you had some means at a young age, I never thought that the two of us would still be together, and our physique was good." ”

With his back against the wall, Ning Baifeng shook his arm, the punch just now was very powerful, and the punch was full of strength, making him unable to stand on his feet. But that's all, the injury is not suffered, but it is not very good-looking.

It is indeed easy to grow the prestige of others.

Tearing their faces so quickly, this group of people really has no patience, Ning Baifeng was a little helpless, "Old man, this kind of hospitality, but you will lose a lot of business, why don't you sit down and pour a cup of tea and have a good talk?"

Before the old man could speak, a sneer rang out from the window.

Ning Baifeng turned his face slightly, but it was the young man lying on the window, looking at him with a smile, a little like he was watching a play.

The young man smiled: "I invited you to drink the good tea before, why don't you move?!"

When I first entered the courtyard, I did pour three cups of tea and put them on the table.

Sit down to talk about business, pour tea but only pour three cups, but the host does not accompany one or two, a little unreasonable. Even if the other party is a child, living here for so long to welcome the send-off, it will not be so rude.

Ning Baifeng smiled and asked an irrelevant question, "Have the two girls who came with me already killed by you?"

As soon as these words came out, the old and young people outside the house were stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting this young man in white to see through the matter so quickly.

When you go out, be careful everywhere, it's normal, and it's human nature to be more prepared. Especially this kind of young person, when he goes out alone, the elders in the family are indispensable before going out.

The previous reaction of the other party can be seen as alertness, or it can be seen as a defense against outsiders, which is normal in the eyes of the old and the young.

But this sentence made the two have to re-examine this young man in white. It's okay to be alert or precautionary, but if you see things through, you're thoughtful.

The young man outside the window put away his smile, looked at each other again from head to toe, and said, "Where did we leak the horse's feet?"

He did not answer Ning Baifeng's question positively, but it confirmed his conjecture from the side.

Ning Baifeng immediately understood that it was unlikely to be good, but he hadn't figured out what the purpose of this group of people was doing this kind of thing, and it was obviously not the first time they had done this kind of thing. Whether it is to seek wealth or protect treasures, or to guess in my mind, the most absurd idea.

The cultivation of the two people in front of him made Ning Baifeng a little unpredictable, the old man was a Three Realm martial artist from the aura that had just been exposed, but the punch just now was not the power that the Three Realm martial artists could achieve. Ning Baifeng was able to carry it down entirely because of his extraordinary physique, coupled with the dragon head banquet on the cross-sea boat, which gave him the capital to carry this punch without any loss. After all, with the Three Realms True Qi embroidered in his palm, it was not enough to see at all.

And the young man outside the window is even more bizarre, and his breath is mixed. Looking at the past with the Qi Technique, there are basically no traces of cultivation on the body, but the aura faintly revealed in the body is even more threatening than that of the old man.

And there is another thing that the two have in common, that is, they both have a trace of death, as if they died once.

This is also the reason why when I saw the old man for the first time, his eyes were a little strange, but he was unexpectedly noticed by the old man, so there was that inquiry in the courtyard.

Ning Baifeng turned his head to look at the old man and said, "Intercepting and killing the monks in the past must not only be for money, but also for the purple bamboo shoots in the courtyard." ”

This time, the old man and the young man really changed their faces.

The old man forced his voice into a line, "Li Daoyou, didn't you say that no one in the hidden array could see through it, what was going on, or did you leak your mouth when you led him into the trapped formation!"

The young man was also a little annoyed, his concealment array had never had a problem, the last time he used a leaf to block the array at sea, even those dragons with the strength of the Yuan Infant Earth Immortal didn't see through it, how did this kid know?!

But soon, he was covered in a cold sweat, "Wang Yuan, this person is too deeply hidden, stronger than the two of us in their heyday, it may be a young old monster with good faces!"

The old man's face shook suddenly, his fists unconsciously clenched hard, and he immediately said: "No, when I fought him, his internal breath was weak, just by virtue of his physical body, I could feel that he was a martial artist of about three realms, at most four realms!"

When the young man heard this, his eyes froze.

After getting along for so long, Wang Yuan never said big things, since he was so sure that this kid was a martial artist in the Three Realms, it was not too far away, even if it was the Four Realms, he could take it down.

The young man immediately said: "There are many dreams in the night, kill him and add more fertilizer to the bamboo shoots!"

The old man stepped out and rushed into the house in an instant.

The communication between the two seemed to be very long, but in fact it was completed in a very short time.

Ning Baifeng only saw the old man's hands suddenly clenched into fists, and then attacked.

The old man brought a sonic boom in his fist and hammered directly into the head of the young man in white, begging for a one-hit kill.

Ning Baifeng immediately went out sideways.

A powerful punch slammed into the bamboo wall, and the bamboo wall made of green bamboo was not punched out of the hole by this punch, but the entire bamboo house wall immediately flashed a layer of green light.

As Ning Baifeng guessed, this was a trapped formation.

The old man's body kept moving, and he punched again.

Ning Baifeng took a punch again, but this time he was not blasted away. After taking three steps backwards, the right foot slammed, and a basin-sized crack immediately appeared on the ground, and the retreat stopped.

Martial arts practice boxing, as long as you are close, after a punch is a fist, the fist is endless.

Even if Ning Baifeng doesn't practice boxing, he knows this. Having traveled this far is not just a matter of traveling.

The old man's fist is no exception, his hands are as fast as the wind, and like a heavy hammer beating a drum, the sonic boom brings out the air explosion, and for a time the whole bamboo house is full of popping sounds, and the green light on the bamboo house wall flashes continuously.

The young Li Ping outside the bamboo house watched the battle, or said that he was pressing the old man.

Inside the house, the two of them fisted to the flesh.

Ning Baifeng was purely carrying it with his body and the white python dragon clothes on his body, and since he tried the depth of the old man's fists and feet for the first time, he had a number in his heart. He doesn't know boxing, so it doesn't prevent him from learning it, and it's learning and selling it now.

The boxing method has high and low, fast and slow, and the font also has a seal and a line of grass. After practicing calligraphy for so long, the composition of the text is only those strokes, and the boxing method is naturally not too much different. The difference is nothing more than the number of strokes in the text and the power of the boxing.

How the old man punches, Ning Baifeng learns how to return the salute.

The young man stood at the window, from the initial calm, to the solemn face and frowning, until the last scolding: "Wang Lao Pifu, after the fall, are your fists or bones soft, and the disciple is still what?!"

As far as the two of you are going back and forth now, you are indeed a bit like a master and a disciple. But the young man's scolding was also a little ruthless, and he directly poked the most painful foot in the old man's heart.

Almost as soon as the young man finished scolding, the old man's fist power suddenly increased, and he also scolded at the same time, "Shut up Lao Tzu! This kid is very evil, and he is wearing a magic robe, there is a kind of you try!"

The fist momentum suddenly accelerated, and Ning Baifeng was caught off guard, and was smashed in the chest by the old man's punch, flew out upside down, smashed the bamboo table, and smashed it heavily on the wall.

Ning Baifeng leaned against the wall, trying to suppress the surging qi and blood in his chest and abdomen. In the previous fight, he was beaten more than punched. The old man has practiced boxing all his life, which is far from being comparable to his kind of learning and selling.

After a punch, the old man immediately bullied himself.

Ning Baifeng instantly pulled out the red sky behind him with his backhand, and stabbed straight at the opposite door, the speed was fast and ruthless.

The two were only two feet apart, and the old man was one step away.

The sword blade that suddenly appeared in front of him made his face change greatly, the other party carried the sword on his back, and sooner or later he would draw out the sword, but he didn't expect the other party to draw the sword so fast!

If he doesn't make changes, he himself will definitely collide with the blade, and the final result will be wearing a sugar gourd.

At the last moment, the old man turned his head sideways, and his neck made a soft click.

The blade grazed his cheek, immediately pulling out a trail of blood.

Kankan dodged the blade, and the old man's right hand did not stop, and he smashed a fist on Ning Baifeng's wrist.

Chixiao was smashed out in an instant.

Ning Baifeng didn't panic, and kicked the old man's waist with his left foot at the same time, kicking it out and hitting the opposite wall, bringing a burst of green light.

The old man held his head in his hands, clicked again, straightened the twisted and deflected head, and then handed his hand to his eyes, his palms were bloody.

Until this point, both of them were leaning against the wall to catch their breath and calm their breath.

The old man coughed lightly and said, "Within the Three Realms, it must be quite a small opportunity to be able to exchange injuries with me with your physical body. Before the change, even if I didn't accept you as an apprentice, I should drink and talk with you. Tell me what your name is, and I'll make you a monument later. ”

Take you as a disciple and erect a monument after death. The words reveal the atmosphere and the taste of looking at the dead.

But Ning Baifeng didn't think that the old man was talking big, because just now, he grabbed a word from the young man's words.

Fall.