The man didn't notice the strange expressions of the two, and said that he was just shocked by what he had said, and continued: "She is now in prison, and this arrogant statement can naturally only be wishful thinking. But the most worrying thing is not her, but her companion 'knife idiot' Yan Santai. At this point, his face turned gloomy.

Fang Shouyi was surprised: "Knife idiot Yan Santai, who is that?"

The man said: "He is the senior brother of the white-clothed killer, and his martial arts are even more elusive than his junior sister." This person is addicted to knives, so he calls himself a knife idiot. His knife skills, alas, are really broad and profound, vast as the sea, and unfathomable. Yan and Zhao both came from the Western Territory, and the number of martial artists was also very different from that of the Central Plains. The subtlety of his martial arts is really breathtaking. Obviously, although he is an enemy of Yan Santai, he sincerely admires his sword skills and is full of praise.

Fang Shouyi was puzzled in his heart, and was about to speak, when the old man suddenly said: "This friend, what kind of sacredness is the 'knife idiot' you are talking about? The old man has been walking the rivers and lakes for decades, but he has never heard of such a person in the rivers and lakes. Others asked.

The man sighed: "I didn't know that there was such a top master in the world, but I knew it in the next, but because I met him in the lower part and was defeated by him, I was defeated and convinced." After speaking, he untied the placket of his chest, and saw a large triangular scar on his thin chest, which was drawn from the neck to the left breast, the left breast to the right breast, and from the right breast to the neck, upright and impartial. Everyone sighed in unison. Gua'er's face was red, and she turned her head, but Fang Shouyi stared at the man's scar very carefully.

The man sighed: "That knife idiot is good at swordsmanship, I heard that I am good at swordsmanship, but he turned a sword into a sword, defeated me with swordsmanship, and slashed three swords on my chest with lightning speed." Alas, I am ashamed that I boasted of my swordsmanship all my life, and that defeat was really a five-body throw, and I had nothing to say. ”

The old man said, "But I don't know your honorable name?"

The man straightened his clothes and said, "Don't dare, in the Lower Bessy." As soon as these words came out, the crowd was sensational, and several people stood up. Bei Xizhou is very famous in the rivers and lakes, and is the fourth leader of the Heaven and Earth Society. Heaven and earth will be extremely powerful in the martial arts, and all people in the heaven and earth will walk the rivers and lakes, regardless of black and white, they have to give face and make it convenient. This thin man who doesn't look amazing is actually the fourth master of the Heaven and Earth Society, Thunder Sword Bei Xizhou, how can everyone not be surprised? The old man hugged his fists and said: "Qin Dapei of Baoji City, Shanxi Province, led his apprentice Ding Hai to meet Bei Si's master. Others followed.

A person suddenly snorted at a table under the window on the left side of the store, and said loudly: "What will be great about heaven and earth, and when you meet my astrological faction, they will not all become a rabble." ”

Everyone's faces changed, and they saw that there were eight people sitting on the table, and the person who spoke was also quite tall, but not thin, dressed as a head, wearing two boss earrings in both ears, shaking, holding a crescent moon shovel in his hand, and staring at Bei Xizhou with slanted eyes, his eyes were full of hostility, but he was still burping, obviously he had drunk a lot, and his face was drunk and red. The other seven people sitting together were also dressed in different attire, one holding a fortune-telling signboard, holding a scholar who reported to the king, with two long beards on his lips and a cunning expression. Opposite him, sat a monk. There were two women sitting next to her, one was a middle-aged woman with sharp teeth and a numb nose, but she was dressed in gorgeous makeup and surrounded by her body, and the other was a nun, who was holding chicken in one hand and stuffing it into her mouth. The other two wore long robes, and the other was dressed in quails. Three of the eight stared at Bexizhou, and the other five were still eating and drinking as if no one was around, not paying any attention to the people in the seat.

After Natoutuo finished speaking, he snapped the wine glass on the table and slapped it into the table, which was flush with the table, but not a drop of wine was spilled in the glass. Everyone in the audience took a breath of cold air except for Bei Xizhou, this hand seems to be ordinary, but it requires extremely exquisite internal skills to do it, otherwise even if you can slap the wine glass into the table, the wine glass will break, or the wine will spill, or the table will crack. With a strong sense of wine, Natoutuo said lazily: "Bei Sixia, are you willing to drink this glass of wine?"

Bexizhou smiled and got up from his seat. The head of the head immediately grasped the crescent shovel. Bei Xizhou came to the table and said, "You should drink this glass of wine yourself!" Gently pressing his right palm on the table, the wine glass suddenly jumped flat and flew straight to the face of the head Tuo, like an arrow.

The head Tuo was taken aback, thinking that Bei Xizhou would also hit the table with his palm like himself, and the wine glass would jump, but he didn't expect the wine glass to suddenly attack without a sound, and he was shocked, and he didn't have time to think about it, and struck out with his palm, and the crescent moon shovel supported the ground and retreated seven feet. How could the wine glass resist his front palm, and it was instantly shattered, and the wine was scattered and flying.

Bexi Zhou groaned and exclaimed, "It's a pity, it's a pity, it's a pity that it's a good wine." ”

The Xiangshi said: "Bei Sixia's skills are profound and admirable. "Pick up the copper spoon that scooped the soup, pull and pull, the copper spoon has become a thin stick, and then knead a few times, the thin stick becomes a copper ball again, the copper spoon is in his hand like flour, the skill is much higher than that head of the tuo.

Bei Xizhou's face did not change, smiled slightly, and said, "Can you give the copper ball to Bei Mouguan." ”

The priest said, "Good!" and suddenly threw the copper ball at the beggar. The beggar suddenly stood up, and there was an iron rod the thickness of a wine glass in his hand, and swept out, striking the copper ball, which suddenly shot towards Bexizhou with a whistling sound and lightning. Everyone on the lookers exclaimed in surprise.

Bei Xizhou shouted loudly: "It's a good time!" The right fist did not dodge or dodge, and hit the ball hard. The fists collided, and the ball flew upwards. Before the ball fell, Bei Xizhou flipped his wrist, and the ball was already in his hand. He showed this magic skill, and the eight people were all discolored, and they didn't dare to have the slightest contempt. Several others also stood up and took a few steps back. The ugly woman and the nun quietly moved behind Bexizhou and disappeared into a circle.

Fang Shouyi shouted: "Bei Sixia, be careful!"

Bei Xizhou nodded slightly to her, held the copper ball in the palm of his hand, and after a while, stretched out his five fingers and said, "Return the original." Everyone originally thought that Bei Xizhou would definitely pinch the copper ball to deform, but who knew that the copper ball had not changed at all at this moment, and they were all puzzled.

The Xiangshi only said that Bei Xizhou wanted to measure his internal strength, and immediately condensed his right palm to take the copper ball. Natoutuo and the others were watching on the side. Bei Xizhou let him easily take the copper ball.

As soon as the Xiangshi got the copper ball, he immediately retreated sharply, and before his body landed, he suddenly screamed, threw away the copper ball, and shook his hand again and again. This exclaim, obviously I couldn't help it. The man in the long shirt hurriedly stepped forward and picked up the palm of the Xiangshi, only to see countless blisters on his palm, and hurriedly said, "What's wrong?"

The minister's face turned pale, and he said bitterly: "Copper ball...... The copper ball has an evil door!" It turned out that when Bei Xizhou held the copper ball in the palm of his hand, he had destroyed the masculine internal force to bake the copper ball.

The man in the long shirt took out the acupuncture point, his body was fluttering, and he pointed at the middle acupoint of Bei Xizhou's chest and abdomen. The head of the head danced the crescent shovel, and the nun waved the dust, striking left and right. The three of them have strong internal strength and quick body skills, and they surround Bei Xizhou like three gray shadows. Bei Xizhou stood on the ground with his feet in a daze, his palms flying, and calmly dissolving the vicious tricks attacked from all directions one by one. Everyone saw him swaying calmly, and when he couldn't make a move, he dissolved the enemy's move into an invisible shadow, and they all secretly applauded.

Fang Shouyi was speechless, and said in his heart: "Bei Sixia's martial arts are so outstanding, he really deserves to be the four masters of the Heaven and Earth Society! Ouch, not good!" suddenly thought of Yan Santai, who was nicknamed the knife idiot, and his heart was so strong, Bei Xizhou's martial arts were so strong, but he was easily defeated by Yan Santai, but I don't know what kind of character Yan Santai is. sighed in my heart, I really don't know how big the world is, and how prosperous the characters are.

Bei Xizhou's palm force was destroyed, and the three of them gradually couldn't resist it, only to feel that the internal force was surging like a tide, endlessly, and Yu Feng scraped his face, like a knife cut, and gradually retreated.

Fang Shouyi just breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly saw a flash of white light, the ugly woman secretly attacked, launched a hidden weapon, and a flying knife shot towards Bei Xizhou's vest like a meteor, and hurriedly said: "Be careful of the hidden weapon!"

Bei Xizhou was immediately surprised, sideways to avoid, skillfully used the technique of four or two thousand catties, and with a slight pull of his palm, the flying knife had been folded and shot towards the head. The head of the head waved the crescent shovel, and with a local sound, the flying knife was gone. The ugly woman glared at Fang Shouyi viciously, then took out a three-pointed and two-edged knife and joined the battle group. Later, the ministers, monks, Taoist priests, and beggars also used weapons to end the field.

These eight people are all good players in the astrological faction, although Bei Xizhou has strong internal strength and superb martial arts, but with one enemy and eight, he suddenly feels tight. The fight was in full swing, and there was a long roar, and the room was full of light, and there was already a sharp long sword in his hand. The long sword shook, the sword light was dotted, and it stabbed at the eight people at a rapid and incoherent speed, which was really as fast as lightning and lightning, which was the thunder swordsmanship that Bei Xizhou became famous for. The advantages and disadvantages of the situation suddenly changed, and the eight people only felt that Sen Sen's sword qi was coming, how could they dare to directly attack his edge? Ten percent of the offensive was reversed by three or four percent. The nine of them have temporarily become a stalemate. Eight gray shadows surrounded a clear light, and it was difficult to distinguish it.