"Stop!"

Seeing Lao Qiu walking towards Pang Xie, Tian Qi shouted, ran over in a few steps, stopped in front of Pang Xie, and stared at Lao Qiu, Yang Yan could stand by and watch, but he would never do this.

"Just you?"

Lao Qiu grinned, and there was an indescribable gloom in his smile.

Tian Qi clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and said, "Don't you want to hurt Brother Pang, unless you step on my corpse!"

"Hey, hey..."

Lao Qiu laughed dryly, and his body shook slightly.

Tian Qi only felt a flower in front of him, Lao Qiu had disappeared, and the next moment, he felt a chill on the top of his head, a thin palm had been pressed on his head, five fingers were separated, and the cold fingertips gently rubbed his scalp, and a fear that penetrated deep into the bone marrow exploded in his body.

With the movement of his fingertips, Tian Qi's face gradually turned pale, feeling as helpless as a lamb to be slaughtered, the cold sweat on his forehead ran down his cheeks, the thick cotton clothes were soaked with cold sweat, his legs were a little weak, he could barely stand up, and he barely relied on his will to hold on.

"You repeat what you just said. Lao Qiu's dry voice sounded again.

"I... I... Even if I'm dead, I'll... I won't let you hurt Brother Huge. Although Tian Qi's body was trembling, his tone was very resolute.

"Hey, it's a tough guy, and I'll give you a chance, as long as you kneel down and beg for mercy, I'll let you go today. Lao Qiu said with interest.

Tian Qi raised his head with all his might, stared at Lao Qiu's face, and said, "Don't dream, I won't beg for mercy." ”

"Alas, is it possible that when you encounter a big meal, you are in a good mood, and you want to give you a chance, but you don't appreciate it one by one. ”

Lao Qiu shook his head, his five fingers exerted force slightly, Tian Qi suddenly felt that someone had nailed a few steel nails on the top of his head, and the pain was in his brain, and he wanted to struggle to escape, but he couldn't break free.

......

"What kind of ability is bullying children, there is a kind of doing it with Lao Tzu!" shouted loudly, and Zhao Huxing stood up.

"A handful of old bones, the meat is all firewood, and I don't bother to do anything with you. Lao Qiu didn't reply, and said with his back to Zhao Huxing.

"How daring!"

In the roar, Zhao Huxing flew and pounced, and with a move of "single wind piercing the ear", his right fist attacked Lao Qiu's right ear.

Zhao Huxing was born on the border of Liangzhou, has experienced countless bloody battles in his life, I don't know how many hardships and dangers he has encountered, I don't know how many times he has survived in death, and he can live to this day, whether it is fighting spirit or experience, he is not comparable to ordinary people.

Zhao Huxing knows very well that the Type 92 military pistol can't break Lao Qiu's oily skin, with his pair of fleshy palms, it is completely a dream to want to hurt Lao Qiu, but he will not be afraid of this, past experience tells him that there is no enemy without weakness in the world, no matter how strong the opponent is, it has its Achilles heel.

This move is the trick he came up with, although it is not a clever move, but it is the most suitable for the current situation.

Iron fist everywhere, fist wind pressed the ear, a strong wind bypassed Lao Qiu's muscles, directly attacked his ear hole, if Lao Qiu just practiced kung fu horizontally, but the seven tricks did not practice, this blow can shatter his brain marrow.

Lao Qiu still refused to look back, held down Tian Qi with his right hand, and punched his left hand backhand, smashing straight towards Zhao Huxing's head.

With Lao Qiu's fist power, if it was really smashed, Zhao Huxing's head would not be much better than an egg that had been smashed by a hammer.

Zhao Huxing was helpless, so he had to bow his head and flash, this trick "single wind piercing the ear" naturally fell in the air, in fact, in terms of catching fighters alone, his grasp of the fire was far above Lao Qiu, but Lao Qiu only relied on cultivation to suppress people, and he would drop ten times with one force, and under the pressure of speed and strength, Zhao Huxing's tricks were completely useless.

Lao Qiu smashed his fist into the air, bent his left knee back, kicked his back leg, and still kicked Zhao Huxing's head.

I don't know why, although Zhao Huxing is not very old, his qi and blood are exhausted, and he can't fight for a long time, after a move "single wind through the ear", his body style is sluggish, he can dodge the previous punch, but he can't dodge the current kick, he barely twists his waist, dodges his head, but is kicked on his right shoulder.

"Click" a crisp sound, Zhao Huxing was like being hit by a train, his body leaned back, his feet off the ground, and flew back upside down like a cannonball, until he fell to the ground seven or eight meters away, and only after he landed, it could be seen that the bones of his entire right shoulder had been kicked and shattered, and his entire shoulder had collapsed.

Previously, when he was at the entrance of the cave, his left arm was discounted by Lao Qiu, and now his right shoulder was broken again, and Zhao Huxing had no strength to fight again, barely dying.

......

kicked Zhao Huxing away, Lao Qiu didn't have time to retract his feet, the wind behind him suddenly rose, Yang Yan actually shot at this time, and imprinted Lao Qiu's vest with both palms.

It turned out that he had a struggling expression on his face just now, not hesitating whether to run away, but creating an illusion for Lao Qiu that he was hesitating, the purpose was the same as before, all to delay time, because he was not proficient in the mastery of "Yan Luo Zhang", and he needed to use his skills for a long time before he could show it. In the past, when he fought at the entrance of the cave, he only used one palm, but now he used both palms together, and the energy consumed and the time required was twice as long as before.

Before the palms arrived, a faint fishy smell emanated.

Lao Qiu knew that it was powerful, so he naturally didn't want to be hit by Yang Pacing, but it was a pity that Yang Pacing's grasp of the timing was at its peak, and at this moment of palming, Lao Qiu's left leg kicked out, only his right foot landed on the ground, it was too late to dodge, and he wanted to defend himself, but he found that his right hand was holding Tian Qi, and his left fist still maintained the posture of striking out, whether it was his left hand or his right hand, before being hit by Yang Pacing, it was too late to withdraw his defense.

Wave!

With a soft sound, Yang paced his palms on Lao Qiu's vest, leaving two black-brown palm prints, then withdrew his palms, withdrew seven or eight steps away in a row, his legs were weak, and he slowly sat on the ground, his face was sallow, beads of sweat continued to drip on the ground, and he hurriedly exercised his breath.

This palm consumes him a lot, and when he strikes out with one palm, he has no strength left, and the rest of the things can only be done to the best of his ability and obey the destiny of heaven.

After receiving this palm, Lao Qiu roared, threw Tian Qi out, threw it more than ten meters away, hit the stone wall at the edge of the grotto, and then slipped to the ground.

Two streaks of green smoke slowly rose from the palm of the vest, and a rancid smell gradually permeated the grotto, Lao Qiu paced with his back to Yang, his body trembling slightly, as if he was enduring severe pain.

After a while, Lao Qiu suddenly roared, threw his hands behind his back, "snorted" twice, tore off two pieces of fishy and blackened meat, and threw them to the ground.

Yang paced to the side, and when he saw this scene, his pupils couldn't help shrinking.

After another moment, Old Qiu Chang let out a sigh, slowly turned around, stared at Yang Cheng with two eyes, and said, "You actually dare to do something with me?"

"Ahem..."Yang coughed lightly and said, "You actually think I've been deceived? You're stupid, aren't you? The secrets of this place are exposed, will you let me go? I'm afraid you just want to kill me in another place, right?"

Lao Qiu's eyes were cold, and Sen Ran said: "It turned out to be a smart person, but it's a pity that all smart people in this world died early, if you don't do it now, maybe you can live for a while." ”

"The children of the Yang Sect are never afraid of death. ”

"Aren't you afraid of death, okay, you just die with your damn student!"

"Are you talking about Xiaotian, why do you hate her so much?" Yang asked angrily.

"Hehe, if she dares to impersonate Lin Gui and blaspheme the gods, she has already committed a capital crime, not to mention setting up an agency in the valley, under a few big criminals, do you still want to get out alive?"

"Who the hell are you, and what does it have to do with the black snake in this valley?"

"Don't want to delay time, if you have something to say, go to the Netherworld and ask!"

Lao Qiu walked slowly, and where the palm of his vest was, streams of black blood came out, leaving along his vest, but his steps were not unsteady, as if it was not him who was injured.

The distance of seven or eight meters is not too long, although Lao Qiu walked not fast, but this distance did not take too long.

Coming to Yang Pacing, Lao Qiu stretched out his right hand and handed it to Yang Pacing's forehead, Yang Pacing tried his best to hide, but he couldn't lift any strength up and down his body, so he could only look around with his residual vision, hoping for help from others.

Tian Qi was lying under the stone wall, hit a big bag on his forehead, and had already fainted, Zhao Huxing was lying more than ten meters away, angry like a gossamer, I don't know whether he was alive or dead, Li Dayong's two thighs were pierced by bullets, although the bleeding was stopped, there was still blood oozing, excessive blood loss, and he also fainted.

Yang paced left and right, and found a sad fact, in the entire grotto, the least injured person was himself.

Of course, there is also a Pang Xie, but unfortunately Pang Xie has lost his sense of everything around him since he settled down, and he doesn't know when he will wake up.

Lao Qiu raised his hand and pressed it down, Yang closed his eyes, waiting for death.