Zhao Yan returned the salute with a raised palm and said, "Hello master!"

Sound glanced at Zhao Yan up and down, and said, "Your Excellency is the leader of this Yanlong Gang?"

Zhao Yan nodded and smiled: "It's here, I don't know what the master has to say?"

Sander said: "I don't dare to advise, it's just that this Qingniu Town has always been the territory of the Green Wolf Gang, and your Yanlong Gang is about to occupy the magpie's nest as soon as it is established, isn't it too much?"

Zhao Yan said: "What does the master mean?"

Sander said coldly: "Exit Qingniu Town immediately, and return all the protection fees you collected before, maybe you can also protect your Yanlong Gang." ”

Zhao Yan said: "What if I say no?"

Sander's cloudy eyes suddenly shone brightly, an invisible momentum spread, and the two fallen leaves falling from the trees behind him instantly turned into powder, and said coldly: "Then I have to see a real chapter in my hand, let's say it first, the poor monk has always made a good move, and the enemies who fought with me are basically either dead or disabled, and the donor is too late to regret it now." ”

Zhao Yan stretched out his hand and held it weakly, and there was already a long sword full of rust in his hand, and said with a smile: "What a coincidence! I just happened to shoot and never left a living mouth, and we are really heroes who see the same." ”

Sander said coldly: "The person who forcibly occupies other people's territory is not a hero, don't talk nonsense, let's make a move." ”

"If that's the case, then it's offended. ”

Under the urging of Zhao Yan's internal force, a layer of green light suddenly appeared on the rusty iron sword in his hand, and a flower bloomed to see the Buddha, and suddenly stabbed towards Sander's throat.

Sander snorted sideways to avoid it, his left hand sealed, and his right palm suddenly imprinted on Zhao Yan's chest.

Zhao Yan's body retreated violently, his wrist suddenly flipped over, and a meteor flew down, slashing at Sander's dry palm.

Sander's face was full of disdain, he didn't dodge or dodge, but he directly slapped Zhao Yan's long sword with his palm.

"You're looking for death. ”

Zhao Yan's eyes flashed coldly, and he snorted coldly, and suddenly swung his sword upward, and a sharp sword slashed at Sander's wrist.

However, with the blessing of internal force, the long sword, which was as sharp as the divine weapon, had been bounced off the moment it slashed at Tander's wrist, and not even a white mark was left.

"A master of the Tempered Body Realm?"

It was the first time Zhao Yan faced off against a master of the Tempered Body Realm, and only then did he know the terrifying thing about the Tempered Body Realm, and the sword blessed by True Qi could not help him, and he knew how perverted its defense was.

"Now I know it's too late. ”

Sander laughed abruptly into offense, and it was all a rogue style of playing that only attacked but not defended, and attacked three palms in a row, which immediately forced Zhao Yan to retreat again and again.

Zhao Yan shook his spirits, changed his moves one after another, and stabbed Sang De no less than five times in a moment, but he didn't even scratch a piece of the opponent's oily skin.

As he rose and fell, he was gradually suppressed by Sander, and his attack range became smaller and smaller.

Several times, he was almost injured by Tander's palm, but he narrowly avoided it without delay, and it was only a matter of time before he was defeated.

"It's not good, the helper is about to lose his support!"

In the hall with the door closed, the thin girl was lying in front of the window with a worried face, looking at Zhao Yan, who was in danger in the courtyard, and said hurriedly: "Do you want to help him?"

Lao Xiucai said with a smile: "Not busy, if he can't even beat a little monk in the body realm, what's the use of such a helper? ”

The old beggar said with a rare serious face: "Old Sour Ding, when did you still make such jokes? Haven't you noticed that the undercurrent in Qingniu Town has been surging more and more in the past two days? Many old monsters who have rarely set foot in the rivers and lakes in recent years have come, and before we know their motives, we are still lurking in this Yanlong Gang with cold eyes. ”

The old blind man said: "Brother Hong is reasonable, these old monsters are both good and evil, at present, it seems that it is not clear whether they are friends or enemies, so we can only wait and see what happens." ”

Seeing that everyone was only concerned about discussing other things, but no one cared about Zhao Yan's life or death, the thin girl couldn't help but be very anxious, and secretly buckled three bone nails in her palm, ready to come to the rescue when Zhao Yan really couldn't support it.

Among these people, only the old fortune teller was more careful, and seeing that the girl looked nervous, he stepped forward and patted her back gently, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, eldest niece, this kid is definitely not as simple as it seems on the surface, although this monk is fierce, but if you want to defeat him, I'm afraid it will be difficult." ”

The girl frowned slightly, and said worriedly: "But he is about to lose, and he can't even break through other people's defenses, how can he fight this?"

The old fortune teller smiled: "Our helper won't be so weak, look at it again, look at it again." ”

The long sword in Zhao Yan's hand was full of cracks, which was shot out by a pair of fleshy palms of Sander, and at this time it had been forced out of the three-point swordsmanship, the characteristic of this set of swordsmanship was that each move was made to one-third, the enemy was just about to parry, the swordsmanship had changed, and one move contained three moves, the most complicated and ruthless.

However, Sonde, who was dressed in copper skin and iron bones, was not afraid of the stabbing of the long sword at all, and only attacked but could not defend, and the power of his fist doubled, and he easily broke through Zhao Yan's exquisite and complicated swordsmanship with a raised hand.

After fighting a few more times, Son saw the opportunity and slammed a punch on Zhao Yan's long sword.

Hearing only a "bang", the long sword that had already cracked all over finally completely collapsed, turning into countless steel fragments scattered all over the ground.

Zhao Yan, who only had the hilt of the sword in his hand, did not change his expression at all, he threw away the hilt of the sword, his right foot was a little heavier on the ground, and his body suddenly swept out, and a punch with a fierce wind slammed into Sander's chest.

"Stupid waste, your sword can't break through my defenses, what's the use of your fists now?

Sander looked sarcastic, did not dodge or dodge in the wild laughter, and directly took the punch that Zhao Yan threw with all his strength with his chest.

This punch hit Sander in the chest, but Sander's face did not change and his heart did not beat, and he did not even lift the corner of his clothes.

With a lightning strike in his left hand, he had firmly held Zhao Yan's fist in the palm of his hand, and said with a sarcastic expression: "I don't feel it at all, haven't you eaten in the morning?" Since you can't even beat people, then it's useless to ask for this waste hand, let the poor monk save it." ”

"Helper!"

The thin girl was shocked, and was about to launch the bone nail to save Zhao Yan, when suddenly, the hand holding the bone nail was pressed down by a powerful big hand, and when she looked back, it was an old fortune teller.

The thin girl burst into tears and said, "The helper is no good, Uncle Chen is going to save him." ”

The old fortune teller shook his head and smiled: "The gang leader obviously won, and the monk is finished." ”

The thin girl thought she had heard it wrong at this moment, obviously the monk had already restrained the gang leader, and she was about to be poisoned.

But I saw that the old beggar, the old blind man and the old Xiucai all stroked their palms and laughed: "Our gang leader is really not an ordinary character, and the monk is dead." ”

"It's impossible, it's obvious that the gang leader lost..."

The thin girl looked out the window in disbelief, but saw an unbelievable scene...