Ji Xiao's legs exerted a little force, and the whole person also pulled up from the bustling crowd. He grabbed the jewelry box with one palm in the air, and suddenly there was a suction, and the box fell into Ji Xiao's hand like a milk swallow returning to its nest. In the martial arts, there have always been martial arts such as capturing dragons and controlling cranes, which can be taken from the air, but at Ji Xiao's age, they can be practiced, and they are rare in the rivers and lakes.

A gentle compliment came into Ji Liao's ears, but Ji Xiao also felt that the person was far away.

He was in mid-air, and he slapped a palm at the air again, his body moved sideways, and his toes stepped on a tea shed, borrowing a little strength, and the whole person was like an arrow from the string, and quickly chased in the direction where the person had just fled.

In the twilight sky, Ji Xiao's big sleeves fluttered, and his toes barely touched the ground, flying above the eaves of those courtyard walls. That person was more than ten feet away from Ji Yu, but no matter how he tossed and turned, he didn't want to extend this distance.

Ji Xiao seems to be relaxed, but in fact, his speed is so fast.

He couldn't see anything, but any obstacle seemed to be aware of it in advance and easily avoided it. After a short time, the two of them went out of the city gate one after the other and chased to the willow bank of the river. The night breeze is blowing, the bright moon rising early, mixed with the afterglow of the sunset in the water, the waves are rippling in the spring breeze, and several jackdaws are dotted in the sky.

Ji Xiao paused, just "looking" at the person who also stopped in front of him.

In the twilight of the night, it was an old way of describing withering, his beard was white, and his right sleeve was torn a big hole, but his eyes were clear.

Ji Xiao smiled slightly at the old Dao and said, "The Mingxia Divine Skill Dao Master of the Qixia Sect has already practiced to the ninth level. ”

After a little thought, he pointed out the origin of the debutant, who is one of the highest martial arts in the rivers and lakes today - the deadwood Taoist of the Qixia faction.

The old man smiled and said: "The sword finger of the talented little friend is one of the four seasons of swordsmanship, 'three points of spring'." ”

Ji Xiao's finger, in terms of the strength of the strength and the subtlety of the moves, is already perfect. The deadwood Taoist has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for decades, and he has never seen such a powerful martial arts, but Ji Xiao's finger has been tempered thousands of times, and his strength is overwhelming, and he can pierce his sleeve as he likes.

If the two of them try to do light skills, they are even more inferior, if they run for a hundred miles, the dead wood road will be old and weak, and they may not be caught up by Ji Xiao.

Ji Xiao said unhurriedly: "If you talk about subtlety, the Dao Chief's trick of stealing the sky and changing the day is not under my sword." ”

His words refer to the fact that the deadwood Taoist stole his jewelry box, and that strength was really ingenious, and Ji Xiao didn't even notice it in advance, which shows that this old Taoist's skills are as good as he wants.

However, if his strength is heavier, Ji Xiao will be truly angry, and he will immediately fall into a life-and-death confrontation with the deadwood Daoist.

The Deadwood Daoist laughed and said: "I came to visit friends nearby, and when I saw Xiaoyou's silent action and restrained skills, I knew that you were a top martial arts master. ”

Ji Xiao smiled faintly and said: "If Ji Yu is touched by the Taoist leader today, even if the Taoist returns the things to me afterwards, but when it is passed on to the rivers and lakes, what will others think, I am afraid that someone will not make a rumor, the young master of the Four Seasons Villa has been studying art for more than ten years, and he is still being played by the deadwood Taoist of the Qixia faction as a child, my Four Seasons Villa is really not special, but the younger generations, no matter how bad they are, they dare not fall into the prestige created by the ancestors, so I have to ask the Taoist to meet me here." ”

Deadwood Daoist frowned and said, "Why should you be aggressive. ”

Ji Xiao said indifferently: "Since you are in the rivers and lakes, the Taoist chief should always know that each family has its own rules." ”

It turned out that Ji Xiao learned from Shopkeeper Zhao that Lu Yun had a good relationship with the Dead Wood Daoist, and this person came to visit a friend, so he must have visited Lu Yun. Ji Xiao was not ready to let go of the deadwood Daoist easily, and was ready to strike first.

After all, instead of letting the Deadwood Dao Elder become Lu Yun's help, it is better to subdue this martial arts master here, and then Lu Yun will ask the Deadwood Dao Master to deal with him, I am afraid that this martial arts master will also have no face to fight with him.

What's more, except for Mu Qing, Ji Xiao has never encountered such a powerful opponent as the Deadwood Dao Chief, and as for Gu Weirui before, he can't be regarded as an opponent, so fighting with this Deadwood Dao Master can also increase his combat experience for him.

The Deadwood Daoist didn't know Ji Xiao's thoughts, but seeing his resolute attitude, he knew that there was only one way to do it. In fact, he has not competed with others for several years, because with his current status, he can be his opponent, and he can't easily fight him, otherwise whether he wins or loses, it will have a great impact.

Today's incident, he made a mistake and dug a hole for himself. Knowing this, I didn't dare to be so curious and tease Ji Xiao.

After the light skill competition just now, the Deadwood Daoist also had to admit that this young man was enough to keep up with him in martial arts cultivation.

Deadwood sighed lightly: "Then please take a look at the tricks." ”

He was originally a senior elder, and it stands to reason that Ji Xiao should make the first move, but Deadwood, as a long-famous martial arts master, can't lose in Ji Xiao's hands, so he doesn't even want to give up.

Today's battle is unfair. Ji Xiao can still lose because of his young age, but Dead Wood can't lose because of his long-standing reputation. But Ji Xiao refused to stop, and the dead wood could only have words of suffering.

Originally, it was commonplace for the seniors in the rivers and lakes to see the end of the school, to see the hunting heart, and to give some guidance to the game, but Ji Xiao was a freak, young, and his skills were already unfathomable, and he could compete with any master in the rivers and lakes today, which was unpredictable by the dead wood.

I saw that the dead wood slowly pushed out a palm, and his whole body seemed to be flatulent, and his withered face became red, and he suddenly seemed to be more than twenty years younger. It turned out that the Mingxia magic was extremely powerful, but it was against the Taoist way of health preservation, so the dead wood Taoist learned the method of dry Zen from Buddhism, and hid vitality on weekdays.

Now that he met Ji Xiao, he had to go all out, so he came out with one palm, and also solved the method of dry Zen, and Mingxia's magic was fully displayed.

After only a few zhang separation, Ji Xiao felt a burst of majestic palm power rushing towards him.

He was pushed by the palm force, his body fell to a willow behind him, and one foot kicked on the trunk of the tree, easily unloading the palm force, and leaving a deep mark on the trunk, the tree trembled, and he took advantage of the situation and broke off a willow.

The wicker was originally soft, but as soon as he was sent by his internal force, it was as straight as iron when it landed, and it pierced the dead wood road.

His sword was fierce, as if the autumn wind swept wildly, and the willow leaves that fell one after another after the willow tree was shaken rushed towards the dead wood road with the sword momentum.

The dead wood Taoist looked awe-inspiring, and his palms moved, as if hugging the sky, and a strong palm force burst out, and those willow leaves collapsed one after another, and the newly folded willow was also missing.

Ji Xiao's body was like a charm, and he stepped forward again, kicking out with great agility.