Bu Qianhuai pulled out directly, picked up a pot of wine from the front of the inn, and walked towards the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was unmoved, still drinking leisurely.

The wine jug was placed on the table, and he sat down and looked at each other: "I don't know what Your Excellency is called? ”

Bu Qianhuai actually wanted to complete some tasks quickly to get points, and just now this man has already shown his ability to defeat the enemy with one move. Although the old man is old and his strength has declined, the man is at his peak. However, the strength of repelling a martial artist of the same rank in one move is still eye-catching. Although the points for killing the old man are a little small, they are stable enough, which is safe. And if the middle-aged man disagreed, Bu Qianhuai wanted to talk to the old man. After all, it is more dangerous to kill a middle-aged man, but it also sharpens his martial arts. Either of the two can be accepted by Qianhuai.

The middle-aged man didn't care about the steps, he just continued to drink and get drunk.

Bu Qianhuai nodded in his heart, it is not easy to persuade a person, but the ink of Bu Qianhuai's previous life of more than 20 years is not in vain: "Although the old man just now was relieved, but looking at his eyebrows, there seemed to be a faint murderous intent. Not to mention that people are resident here, and if you kill his grandson, how can he let this revenge go unpunished? You say that his grandson molests other women. It shows that this old man is not a tree without roots and boundless water. The family must have lived here for a long time, how could a marrow cleansing martial artist who had lived for so long not know some other martial artists? According to the bearing between the old man's eyebrows. You can't come with the enemy, but if you call someone else to come with you, I'm afraid it's dangerous!"

After hearing this, the middle-aged man put down the wine jug, frowned slightly, looked down, and quietly thought about something.

Seeing the middle-aged man's expression, Bu Qianhuai nodded secretly: "There's a play!"

Then pour out a bowl of wine and drink it all. The wine party roared, feeling a trace of fishy spicy, but not as exciting as the liquor in the previous life: "Your Excellency is also a master in the realm of washing the marrow, but Your Excellency boasts that you can beat several martial artists in the same realm? Martial arts, that's how cruel it is, isn't it?"

The middle-aged man looked up at Bu Qianhuai's eyes, but after a moment, he nodded: "Thank you for your kind reminder." With that, he continued to drink from the sky.

Bu Qianhuai was a little angry in his heart, but he still continued with a pleasant face: "The first strike is strong, and the second attack suffers, at this time, the old man must not have gone far, why don't you kill it in one fell swoop?"

With a proud look in his eyes, he smiled lightly: "I have the ability to solve troubles." ”

"But you don't cause trouble, trouble is self-inflicted. He moved the flask to the side, and said, "The old man has already had the image of decay just now, and according to your ability, he will definitely be killed within five moves." Why did such a simple matter become pursued by many warriors? Is this something that Your Excellency is happy to see? Of course, I see that Your Excellency has such a magnanimous skill and magnanimity that you can have the demeanor of a master. Hence the mention. But they are all people in the martial arts, how could there have been such a perfect ending?"

At this time, the middle-aged man's eyes were also slightly wrinkled, thinking about something. After saying thank you, he put a few pennies of wine money on the table, and went out with the flask.

Looking at the back in the distance, Bu Qianhuai also returned to the bedroom at a direct speed, took out the long sword and followed directly behind, and followed at will not far or near a few dozen zhang behind.

Just as he was about to approach the city gate, he squinted slightly, and the corners of Bu Qianhuai's mouth raised slightly, and he muttered, "Found it!"

The old man seemed to have a sense, turned around directly, and was surprised to see the comer.

"You...... What do you mean?"

The middle-aged man shook his head: "I hate trouble, although I feel like I've been taken advantage of, but it's reasonable!" You ............ pointed at the old man with his right hand: "Damn!"

The old man glared angrily: "Do you really think that the old man is easy to bully?" and turned around and waved his halberd.

Brushed his long hair behind him: "Hmph, my subordinates are defeated, and I am a vulnerable old thing." "A song is attached, one hand is pointed forward, and the posture of asking for battle is very arrogant.

"I, Zhang Mo, when have I been ridiculed like this and died! The dragon halberd fights the sky, split!" With that, he held the halberd with both hands vertically, and directly poured down a streamer, and the vast power came over! Although the old man is old, his experience is becoming more and more sophisticated. Although it seems to be using all his strength, the strength is left by three points, and it is no longer necessary to be prepared.

The man dodged a heavy blow sideways, but then the halberd just touched the ground and swept his hands from below.

As soon as the anger was raised, the sound was drunk, and between the changes in Shen Liuyun's moves, he grabbed the halberd stick with his left hand and pulled it back, while Zhang Mo was unmoved, still holding his hands tightly.

At this time, the surrounding crowd had long since moved away, and a group of army-like people also rushed over.

But in a moment's breath, the two of them were surrounded, and the figure who looked like an officer standing at the back was a little hesitant, he had been in the army for many years, so he naturally had some eyesight, which was clearly a duel between two martial artists in the marrow washing realm. Moreover, the old man Zhang Mo is the patriarch of a family here, and he is quite famous in the vicinity. But looking at Zhang Mo, he was no match, and the middle-aged man on the opposite side was even stronger, and the officer frowned a little at this time.

Seeing that the generals around him were familiar, Zhang Mo was overjoyed.

"Li Baichang, help me kill this fang! I will have a lot of kind words in front of Qianchang!"

And Zhang Mo and his boss Qianfu are familiar with each other, if they help this time, it will be good for themselves, not to mention that although the strength of the middle-aged man opposite is not low, but the strength of his own bone forging realm can still be guaranteed, and the favor earned at that time is the most worthwhile.

Pulling out the long knife at his waist, Li Baichang stepped into the battle and ran directly towards the middle-aged man, and a flash of sword light flew between the swings of the long knife, blocking the sword.

Bu Qianhuai secretly observed in the rear, smiling and watching the battle situation: "This is the rivers and lakes!