"It's difficult, it's difficult, Xuanxuanxuan, Bailu Chaoyang is not idle. This journey is a long journey, the waves are also leisurely, and the clouds are also leisurely, why not laugh and talk?"

At the end of the poem, two people stood on the eaves at some point. One is the divine doctor Wu Lao Crooked who helped at the right time, and the one next to him is a white-eyed old man with a hat on his back and a cigarette pouch in his hand.

The leisurely poem just now also came out of his mouth. Facing the scorching battle situation in front of him, the old man stroked his white goatee and jumped down.

Wu Lao on the side saw that he went down first, and he was not far behind, although there were a lot of bits and pieces on his body, but it did not prevent him from falling to the ground in the slightest.

Cui Shiyuan was worried about the safety of Boss Lu, and hurriedly shouted at the two of them: "Seniors, masters, ancestors, grandfathers, don't be unhurried, hurry up and help!"

His urging didn't seem very polite, but due to the different circumstances at the moment, he was very interested in this kid's friend, and the two masters didn't care about him.

Seeing that Lu Qian and the mysterious man were gradually falling behind in the confrontation, the white-eyed old man took the lead in joining the battle. This made Lu Qian, who was already suffering from internal injuries and limited skills, relieved.

"Boy, stand aside and watch the old man fight with him. ”

The white-eyed old man took a deep breath of the cigarette pouch in his hand, his face changed from his previous leisurely demeanor, and his eyes were like lightning staring at the mysterious person in front of him. Stepping up, he took the place of Lu Qian, and was in one place with the battle.

Wu Lao Crooked had seen that Lu Qian's actions were different just now, and when he retreated, he quickly put his hand on his pulse, and his brows twisted into a twisted shape.

Then he took out a few three-inch-long silver needles from his arms, pierced them into the five major acupuncture points on his chest in turn, and then stuffed a pill into his mouth, and then nodded reassuringly.

Lu Qian had just pulled out of the tense fight, and before he could react to what was going on, he was dazed by Wu Lao's coherent movements.

Subconsciously chewed the bitter pill in his mouth, and after a while, the cold qi in his body was effectively controlled, and Lu Qian, who felt quite magical, suddenly came to his senses and hurriedly thanked Wu Lao.

Seeing that this silly boy was indeed as interesting as Han Lao said, Wu Lao was a little more interested in him. Then he said: "The strong enemy is in front, don't do these red tape, the top priority is to catch the thief in front of you as soon as possible." ”

Cui Shiyuan, who was on the side, had already seen his brother withdraw from the battle, and wanted to come over and ask with concern, but he was afraid of disturbing Wu Lao's treatment.

After looking left and right for a long time, and when he saw that Wu Lao was done, he came close and asked nervously, "Boss Lu, how are you feeling?"

Lu Qian's pale face squeezed out a hint of a smile, and waved his hand at him: "I can still bear it, but I suffered a little internal injury, which caused yin poison to enter the body, but fortunately, there are seniors who come to the rescue, and there must be no big problem at the moment." ”

When Cui Shiyuan heard him say this, his hanging heart finally let go, and he was about to say a few more words, but was hurriedly interrupted by Wu Lao: "Boy, if you two brothers have anything to say, let's talk about it later! Now hurry up with me to help, Han Lao is afraid that he will be a little unbearable." ”

Lu Qian glanced at the battle situation in front of him, the white-eyed old man was like a swimming dragon, and his technique of being rigid and soft was somewhat similar to his own kung fu. But even so, he was still overwhelmed by the mysterious man's evil skills, and he couldn't exert it with all his might.

Thinking of this, Lu Qian poured out the dragon pattern and rolled the stick, and rushed to support after Wu Lao's crooked back. Cui Shiyuan wanted to help, but when he thought of his two moments, he was still a little hesitant.

While he was thinking about it repeatedly, several dart masters from the Ruiyi Dart Bureau came over nervously, and it seemed that they were also going to help. This time, Cui Shiyuan didn't do it, danced the two-foot-long playful sword in his hand, broke off, and took the lead in entering the game.

Heroes of all ages surrounded the mysterious man, and at this time their hearts had already put life and death out of the way. Some are righteous and want to pay for blood debts and blood; some are righteous and want to eradicate adultery and eliminate evil; some are chivalrous and want to protect the peace of one party.

For a while, the blades were together, and the cold light was sassy, opening the final battle of this confrontation between good and evil.

The white-eyed old man has fluttering hair, and he swears to lock up the thief. Wu Lao crooked poked the disguise on the ground, waved out his palms, and continued to scream for killing.

Lu Qian's dragon pattern rolling stick is elusive, and it is used by him in all directions. Cui Shiyuan's sword swept through the eight wildernesses, and the danger was fierce, destroying the enemy's liver and gallbladder. All the dart masters came out with sharp blades, like a mountain of swords and a rain of swords, overwhelming the sky, and the approaching thieves had nothing to hide.

The mysterious man is outnumbered, and he can still fight to a draw. But if this goes on for a long time, you will be hurt. Thinking of this, he mentioned the evil skill again, and the red mist that permeated his body became more and more obvious.

The dart masters are eager for revenge, and now they are red-eyed. In the face of the mysterious man's sudden physical enhancement, he didn't care about it, and his moves were still advancing rapidly.

The white-eyed old man secretly said that it was not good, so he wanted to remind him, but it was too late. The mysterious man pulled out and rose into the air, and all the dart masters swung their knives to meet him, which Cheng wanted a domineering bone-chilling air to wave out of his palm, and the dart masters could not avoid it, and they hit it and fell to the ground immediately.

"Hmph, it's just a bunch of ants, and they dare to be so presumptuous!" the mysterious man lifted his hood, revealing his terrifying true face, and a pair of scarlet bloody eyes exuded a chilling aura.

"I'm a......! Is this still human?" Cui Shiyuan only glanced at it, then hurriedly turned his head to the side and said to everyone.

"Alas, it seems that this person's evil skills are almost complete, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to deal with today's battle!" The old man with white eyebrows is most familiar with this set of exercises, and this form is no longer invincible to ordinary people.

"Old Han, since we have reached this step in the field, we can only fight against the water! However, when I think that I may never be able to taste your high-quality tea in the future, I am still a little unwilling in my heart!"

Wu Lao, who has always been hippie and smiling, was very serious when he said this, and his eyes had revealed the choice he had made a long time ago.

"Haha, frustrated! When he is settled, I'll send you a few pots another day. The white-eyed old man said, took a few steps under his feet, put the true qi in his body on his palms, and struck a blow, which was his unique mastery - the Vast Sky Falling Sun Palm!

This style is the kung fu of opening and closing, surround the palm with true qi, gather at one point, and multiply its power, when it has the ability to open mountains and split stones. And it can be turned into seven sections in one formula, and the changes in the sections are different, and the dexterity is not lost in the domineering, which can be described as an out-and-out high-level means.

When the mysterious man saw that he was attacking, he smiled coldly, and his face was a little excited with twisted bloodshots. When the white-eyed old man's palm came to him, his bloody eyes suddenly widened, and he shouted: "Look for death!"