Li Xiantong nodded and said, "It turns out that my Taishan Li family and your Gaoshan Dart Bureau are still old people. It's too small. “

Hong Erlang said: "The Li family is all sealed, I naturally can't fight, since I am here today, Hong Erlang has to find a way to stay." “

I saw Hong Erlang stretch out his right hand, and two big men behind him held a stick and handed it over, Hong Erlang grabbed it, knocked the stick on the ground three times, and then raised it vertically. The sound of iron was clearly audible when the stick hit the ground, but the stick was dyed red all over, and those who didn't know it thought it was a wooden stick.

"Chaotian stick method?" Li Xiantong is well-informed and has heard of this martial art.

Therefore, the Hong family's Chaotian stick method began by knocking three times on the ground, so that the other party could clearly hear that the stick was an iron stick instead of a wooden stick, and retreated in the face of difficulties. There are not many masters who use sticks on the rivers and lakes, and the Hong family in Tibet is one. And those who use a hundred catties of iron rods are the only ones in the old Hong family.

This Hong Erlang is strong in front of the old.

This kind of scene, Li Xiantong can see a lot, Li Baohu is not worried at all, and retreats to the side to watch the excitement. He knew that his father was a figure on the list of Qingzhu heroes, this Hong Erlang, Qingzhusheng did not have him in his pen.

Li Xiantong took a horse step in response to the battle, although Hong Erlang is old, but showing mercy to the villain's subordinates is not Li Xiantong's style. The subordinates behind the two consciously retreated to make way for the two. The people who make the long stick have always been attack-oriented, and will not take the initiative to defend.

I saw Hong Erlang raise his stick and wave it, and Li Xiantong touched the stick with both hands and bounced it away like a spring. When Li Xiantong was about to retreat, Hong Erlang's wooden stick was attacking his lower plate, and the wooden stick was everywhere, and the floor tiles were broken every time.

Li Xiantong seized the opportunity, stepped on Hong Erlang's iron rod head, and jumped up and punched Hong Erlang's head. These seventy-two Taishan Fist, even if it is a person who practices martial arts, if he does not have the strength to oppose it and is hit in the head, he will no longer have the strength to resist. I saw Hong Erlang raise the iron rod and retreat, Li Xiantong punched the iron rod, and the iron rod flew to Hong Erlang who was backward, Hong Erlang grabbed the flying iron rod, unloaded the force with his left hand, and raised the iron rod high with his right hand. The name of the heavenly stick comes from this action.

Li Xiantong's face did not change, his fists intersected, and his fist style became stronger.

Those floor tiles that had just been beaten up by Hong Erlang were all shaken apart by the fist wind. Li Xiantong is demonstrating, Hong Erlang knows Li Xiantong's ability, and he is not surprised by this. Li Xiantong is a businessman, and he hates others for calculating him the most in his life, this Hong Erlang does not know virtue, and he has already angered Li Xiantong.

"Ha~" Hong Erlang shouted in the local dialect, and then hit Li Xiantong again.

This time, the iron rod came out of the hole like a long snake and pierced through Li Xiantong's side chest. Li Xiantong grabbed the body of the stick and wanted to unload Hong Erlang's long stick, Hong Erlang turned over, then grabbed the iron rod again, and his body rose horizontally with the iron rod, and kicked Li Xiantong in the defenseless abdomen, Li Xiantong loosened the iron rod with difficulty, and took three steps back.

"Good!" these people from the Alpine Dart Bureau are cheering on their old bosses.

At this time, Hong Erlang also flew backwards with the iron rod, and the iron rod stood on the ground sonorously, Hong Erlang climbed up with only one kick of his legs, stood on the stick with one foot, put his left hand on his right shoulder, and stretched out his right hand in the direction of Li Xiantong.

Li Xiantong saw that Hong Erlang's move seemed to be self-defeating, but it was actually a kind of stick method, taking advantage of the long stick, condescending, and more able to see the opponent's moves and routines.

If he went to hit the long stick and hit his waist, then Hong Erlang would definitely lean down and attack his back, and the gains outweighed the losses. But if you rush up to fight him, then you will have more true qi to step on the wind, and less true qi to use for fist strength.

In contrast, Li Xiantong chose the latter, he was very confident in his true qi.

This Hong Erlang is really a real person who doesn't show up, and he actually made five or six moves with Li Xiantong with his bare hands. After six moves, Hong Erlang's disadvantage gradually became apparent, and he stepped away from the iron rod. Li Xiantong saw the situation and landed, and just wanted to grab the iron rod, but the iron rod rubbed on the ground and retreated in the direction of Hong Erlang, and it turned out that Hong Erlang had already injected strength down.

There was a burst of laughter outside the door, and it was Hong Erlang who wanted to play Li Xiantong. Li Xiantong stood up straight, he didn't expect that this person was also an elder in the rivers and lakes, and he would play such a trick. In Li Xiantong's thoughts, it is impossible for such a person to exist, and today it is really an eye-opener.

Hong Erlang didn't think so, he put away the iron rod and looked at himself proudly, with some anger in his expression. It seems that this man is narrow-minded and will take revenge. The iron rod was facing the sky, that is, Hong Erlang was about to attack again, Li Xiantong closed his eyes and adjusted the flow of true qi in his body. I haven't mobilized all the true qi in my body for a long time, and it's not going well.

In fact, the victory or defeat this time is not important, Hong Erlang is just dragging time.

I saw that Hong Erlang changed his move again, and the iron rod was split from the top of Li Xiantong's head, this stick method is known to many people who use sticks, but Li Xiantong dodged it, and his clothes have long been torn by his stick wind.

Hong Erlang flipped the iron rod, and there was a burst of horizontal and vertical chopping, and the iron rod danced vigorously.

Li Xiantong played steadily, and after his true qi stabilized, he punched up with his left hand and resisted the iron rod that Hong Erlang was about to fall. Hong Erlang was taken aback, he had fought a lot in his life, and he had never seen anyone who dared to take his stick like this.

Li Xiantong looked at Hong Erlang angrily, Hong Erlang actually trembled in his heart, this color, like King Kong's anger, shocked people's hearts. Li Xiantong's free right hand must have been to clean up Hong Erlang, a punch on his left shoulder, Li Xiantong specially avoided his heart point, and also saved some strength, only to hear a crisp sound, Hong Erlang struggled to pull away the iron rod and retreated, it was difficult to stand firm for a while, and the iron rod was inserted into the ground.

Li Xiantong stood up, expecting that Hong Erlang would not dare to fight again. However, Hong Erlang took out the broken shoulder armor from his clothes and threw it aside.

Li Baohu walked to Li Xiantong's side, pointed at Hong Erlang and teased: "Hey, Master Hong, you are afraid of death." Isn't it that there are still cowardly things such as heart goggles in the clothes, and they are all shown to our juniors!"

Li Xiantong also smiled contemptuously: "The big Hong family not only holds grudges against others, but also is more cautious. “

Hong Erlang is not ashamed, he has acted informally all his life, and he does not believe in the morality of the rivers and lakes: "When you are old, you will inevitably have to be a little prepared to fight with you, a person who is in the prime of life." “