The three of them involuntarily took a step back, and Chen Jianping said: "The whereabouts of Rashomon are real, and they will fall on you, if you don't say it at this moment, I will arrest you and let you have a good taste of the eighteen tortures of my Yaoshan Sect, and at that time, you will ......"

Before Chen Jianping finished speaking, the person pretending to be the second little shopkeeper tilted his shoulder, flicked his left hand, and three steel darts flew out, although these three steel darts were shot together, one shot straight at Chen Jianping's door, one turned to Chen Jianping's left, and the other hit the wall and bounced towards the back of Chen Jianping's head.

Chen Jianping smiled slightly, and secretly admired: "Sure enough, there are two hits, and the technique of hitting the hidden weapon with just one hand is enough to be proud of the rivers and lakes!"

Seeing that the three steel darts were about to be shot, Chen Jianping didn't dodge, only to see him run through his whole body, his feet sank suddenly, and a fierce force came out, and the green bricks under his feet shattered, and then, the three steel darts that shot at him were about half a foot away, and the sound of "dang" was bounced away by an invisible wave of air.

Three steel cones were bounced by the air wave, four bursts, castration unabated, inserted into the wall, straight to the end to the handle, the three people in the field looked at each other and changed color, if it is said that the internal force bursts out of the invisible air wave to bounce open the hidden weapon, the three of them can also do it with conceit, but they can only bounce off some small hidden weapons such as silver needles, cow hair needles, etc.

But each of these three steel cones weighs six or seven taels, Chen Jianping's whole body did not move, and he bounced these three steel darts away calmly, the internal force was so strong, the strength was so strong, it was terrifying.

The three of them glanced at each other, and suddenly rose up, one broke out of the window, and the other broke through the roof, the fat old man withdrew from the door, turned around and left, but the moment he turned around, he only felt that Chen Jianping was already standing in front of him.

The fat old man was shocked but not panicked, his palms came out together, and he slammed into Chen Jianping's chest, Chen Jianping was slightly shocked in his heart, and secretly thought: "This Rashomon may really not be created by the old man with dry bones, otherwise the old man with dry bones and his gang know my bottom well, and they will not dare to slap me easily, if I hit it with my left palm, the poison of the snake will kill him on the spot." ”

At that moment, his right hand became a palm, his left hand became a fist, and he took the fat old man's palm, only to hear the sound of the touch, and the fat old man was shocked and took a few steps back, and retreated into the single room just now.

The fat old man only felt that his five organs were rolling, his chest was extremely painful, a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, he didn't ease up in one breath, and he almost fainted, but at this moment, he saw Chen Jianping's right hand into a claw, and a stream of air rushed out, and the fat old man suddenly felt that his body was tight, and his body was involuntarily sucked by Chen Jianping.

Chen Jianping was also shocked in his heart, although he didn't want to take his life, but Shicai's palm also used six success powers, this old man can still stand up, but his skills should not be underestimated.

The fat old man was lifted in the air by Chen Jianping, and his whole body was tightly entangled by the air flow from his left hand, and he tried to break free from his internal strength three times in a row, but it was like a dragonfly shaking a pillar, and his whole body couldn't move at all.

I saw that his old face was flushed, and he gritted his teeth and said: "If you want to kill, you will kill, our skills are not as good as others, today is planted, give me a good time!"

Chen Jianping sneered and said, "You want to die happily, but I won't let you get your wish." As he spoke, the long crimson snake on his shoulder swallowed a long letter and slowly approached the fat old man.

The fat old man had seen such a scene, his eyebrows were furrowed, he stared at the red snake in front of him, and tilted his head back with all his might.

At this moment, a rapid flute suddenly sounded in mid-air, and the flute only sounded for one syllable before it stopped abruptly, and Chen Jianping suddenly felt a sudden pick.

Then the flute quickly emitted a syllable by syllable, and Chen Jianping's heart jumped three times in a row, and suddenly the internal force was disordered, and the air flow that trapped the fat old man spread out with a bang.

Chen Jianping squinted through the window and saw a person standing on the top of a dead tree a few feet away outside the house, dressed in red, also wearing a purple-black cloak, and a flute in his hand.

At this time, a voice came from outside, and this voice could not tell whether it was a man or a woman, but only heard this voice and said: "You make your own decisions, aren't you afraid of breaking the big things in the door?

What's even more strange is that these words were obviously said by this person on the tree outside the house, but when he spoke, the flute sound was uninterrupted, and it was still a rapid sound of syllable by syllable, and Chen Jianping, who had paid it, was in a state of disorder.

The fat old man was frightened, sweat on his forehead was like rain, and when he heard the word "roll", he was like being amnestied, and his short body rolled on the spot like a ball of flesh, breaking out of the window.

At this time, the flute suddenly turned, not in a syllable and syllable alone, but several syllables together, and suddenly there was a continuous flute sound all around, which was far and near, from high to low, fluctuating.

When the flute sound is low, it is so low that it can't be lower, but there is still a clear sound coming out, and Chen Jianping's heart involuntarily seems to have fallen to the bottom with the flute sound.

After a while, the sound of the flute turned higher, and when the flute was high, it was so high that it could no longer be high, but it turned high and went up by one syllable, and Chen Jianping only felt that his heart seemed to be mentioning his throat and eyes.

Chen Jianping looked at the people on the dead tree outside the window, took a deep breath, his inner breath flowed rapidly, he slowly raised his left hand, and his middle finger flicked lightly on the bell sword gauntlet on his waist, and the two silver bells in the bell sword gauntlet out a crisp sound and spun rapidly.

Suddenly, on the dead tree outside the house, the flute sound of the man in red trembled slightly, and the rhythm of the sound like flowing clouds and water suddenly became short and continuous at this moment, and it was out of tune.

In a moment, the pleasant ringtone emitted by the bell sword seemed to form a protective net around Chen Jianping, and the red-clothed man outside the house changed three flutes in a row, but Chen Jianping could not help it.

Chen Jianping pressed the hilt of the sword with his hand, flashed, and flew out of the house like a puff of green smoke, and was about to rush to the bottom of the dead tree, when he suddenly heard a piercing sound of breaking the sky, and three steel darts were inserted at Chen Jianping's feet, blocking Chen Jianping's way.

Chen Jianping stood on the spot, only to hear the red-clothed man on the tree say: "Chen Jianping, the head of the Yaoshan Sect, is strong in his martial arts, and his cultivation is profound. ”

Chen Jianping raised his eyebrows and said: "Rashomon has become so famous in recent years, but it is always so hidden, which makes people so strange!"

The man in red laughed dryly and said, "Today, the three fools who don't know each other have offended Your Excellency, and I apologize for them here!"

Chen Jianping snorted coldly and said, "It's easy to say, if you don't fight, you don't know each other, the sun is shining, there is a tavern on the left, how about you come down and have a drink?"

The man in red laughed and said, "How can you be in Xia, dare to drink with Master Chen, there is a lot of disturbance, so I will leave!"

Chen Jianping waved his hand and said coldly: "If you insist on inviting Your Excellency to have a drink again, won't you give Chen this face?"

The man in red said indifferently: "Master Chen is polite, I will pay less!" As he spoke, a cloud of red mist rose around his body, and when Chen Jianping saw this, he made a move with his left hand, and suddenly a cloud of purple-black gas rose around the man in red, enveloping the man in red tightly.

I saw that the purple-black gas and the red mist were intertwined, crackling, and the next moment, a ball of fire erupted with a bang, and a cloud of red clothes and a purple-black cloak fell from the tree, but there was no one.

After a while, the man's voice came from mid-air, saying: "The green mountains do not change, the green water flows forever, don't pass it today, and talk to the head of Chen another day!"

Chen Jianping stared at the black rag bubbling under the dead tree, and exclaimed in his heart: "This Rashomon kung fu is really evil, what kind of people are they?"

Turned around and looked at the tavern behind him, there were corpses lying on the ground in a mess, and he was sorry in his heart, it was one thing to attack and kill the rivers and lakes, but it was another thing to slaughter the unarmed and irrelevant people, although these people were not killed by themselves, they died because of themselves after all.

Chen Jianping sighed, thinking about no other way, pushed a few large wine urns, put a fire in this small shop, and after a while, the townspeople in the village and town rushed to put out the fire with buckets, but the fire was too big, and several people splashed a few buckets of water, so they stood helplessly in the distance, letting the fire burn.

Chen Jianping rode on a horse, watched from a distance on the top of a mound, suddenly felt that everything was boring, identified the direction, and galloped towards the joint place that was not easy to agree with the money.