As soon as Song Yu buried Song Han threw down the wooden board in his hand, there was movement outside the courtyard, and he stood behind the wall with a knife in one hand.

A black shadow just flashed at the door, Song Yu tried his best, raised his hand is a knife, the other party did not panic, bowed his head and waist, kicked back hard under his feet, and rolled down the steps in embarrassment.

Although it is a bit embarrassing to use the 'lazy donkey rolling', it can dodge such a sharp knife. It's a good move, and the man stood up with a carp.

Song Yu was even more reluctant to make a move, wielding a single knife to kill outward, and after he reached more than a dozen steps, the other party had already stood up, holding a purple short spear more than three feet long in his hand. stabbed Song Yu with a gun.

Song Yu only heard from the elders in the family that anyone who holds a special weapon either has real kung fu in his hands or pretends to be forced. But if this person can appear here, how can he be pretending, then he must be a person with real skills.

It's one thing to know what the situation is, it's another thing to really fight, and Song Yu is in danger with just three or two moves.

The man didn't cover his face this time, he was about fifty years old, and he looked at Song Yu with hatred on a thin and shriveled old face. It's probably because of the 'donkey rolling' just now.

Song Yu knew that the other party's kung fu was too far behind, and the more he fought, the more anxious he became, and there was still no movement in the distance, and there was no support at home.

In this way, it seems that the other party's manpower will not be less this time, and the combat effectiveness of the family should be basically entangled.

Thinking of such a situation, Song Yu was not in a hurry, there are so many of you that there can't be as many people as there are in our Songjiazhuang, as long as I wait for enough time, someone will naturally come to the rescue.

The thin old man on the other side probably saw what Song Yu meant, and with a snort, the short gun in his hand instantly changed his moves.

Song Yu only felt a flower in front of him, and there was a sharp pain in his left chest, he gritted his teeth and grabbed the short gun that was still stabbed in his body with his left hand, and slashed it with his right hand.

Seeing that Song Yu was so fierce, the old man couldn't pull back his weapon for a while, so he had to wave his hand to catch the single knife.

Song Yu knew that the old man opposite was powerful, and he wanted to hurt the old man so hard that he left a chance for Song Han in the back.

Who knew that the old man was so powerful, he easily grabbed his single knife, Song Yu was not slow to react, gritted his teeth fiercely, and pressed the short gun in his chest hard to his back. The body rushed forward with a single knife with inertia.

The old man didn't expect Song Yu to harm himself like this, and he was still stunned, and his left hand was cut off half of his palm by Song Yu's single knife.

The old man in black broke his palm and suffered pain, missed a single knife, held a short gun in his right hand, and pulled out Song Yu's body with a strong turn, and the whole person also roared and took two or three steps back.

Song Yu's chest was spraying blood, and he waved the single knife in his hand with a fierce expression, and his eyes fell black.

The old man in black looked at the fallen Song Yu with resentment, but he didn't expect that a little crab would hurt his body by capsizing in the gutter.

Thinking of the purpose here, the old man didn't dare to delay at all, cut off a piece of his clothes, wrapped his left hand with four broken fingers, and hurriedly rushed to the medicine garden with the pain.

This time, the old man was especially careful when he entered the door, looking at the surroundings without movement, thinking that the kid at the door was the last to look at the medicine garden.

When he finally saw the legendary artifact, the thin old man's eyes were a little blurry. At this time, there is only one tree in the middle, strictly speaking, only the fruit on the tree.

He walked slowly and step by step towards the fruit tree. Song Han in the soil had already heard the movement outside, but since it was already like this, he couldn't fall short, and the opportunity that Brother Yu fought for with his life must be cherished.

Feeling the old man slowly walking towards him, Song Han took a deep breath gently, gritted his teeth, and made the final preparations.

At this time, the people outside did stop when they were still several meters away from the tree. Song Han felt that he was already covered in sweat, what does this old guy mean, he has seen the baby, and he didn't take advantage of the fact that no one was watching, so he hurried over and ran away, what was he waiting for? Could it be that he saw the problem and found himself, Song Han was at war in his heart, whether he wanted to make a move.

At this time, the old man said to himself: "The waste of the Song family, I didn't hold on even for half an hour, I didn't expect Lao Tzu to come early, and it was still a few minutes before noon."

Hearing this, Song Han knew what he meant, it turned out that this old guy had to wait until exactly 12 o'clock at noon to take it off. Originally, this 'nine-leaf nine-flowered fruit' should have ripen at the height of the noon sun, and it seems that the old things are very familiar with them.

He really thought it was his own home, and he could pick it whenever he wanted. Song Han thought hatefully in his heart, since you are not in a hurry, then Lao Tzu is not in a hurry, see who consumes whom in the end.

Time passed bit by bit, and Song Han, who was lying in the soil, said that he was not in a hurry, but in fact, he was also extremely anxious.

At least he didn't know what Song Yu's situation was now, if he was just injured, then the longer he stayed, the more dangerous he became.

The two of them were invisibly patient, and no one moved a little, Song Han couldn't help it in his heart, he didn't know the time, and comforted himself After counting to a hundred, the old guy would do it himself if he didn't do it.

When Song Hangang silently counted to more than 80, the old man gently took two steps forward. Song Hanxin mentioned his throat, and he forgot about counting, just thinking that the old guy would start by himself when he took two steps.

With the knife in his right hand tightened again, the old man really slowly stepped forward and took two steps, seeing that he was less than a meter away from Song Han.

Song Han took a sharp breath, flicked his body with the black soil in the sky, and slashed out from the bottom up with a knife.

The old man in black was concentrating on the fruit on the tree, but he didn't expect the ground under his feet to suddenly burst open. What's wrong with me, I've seen things and been attacked twice, and the clay people also have three points of earthiness, how did I get here is the share of being scared.

While angry in his heart, the old man thrust the short gun in his hand into the ground, trying to directly stab this despicable villain who sneaked up on him.

He didn't expect that the sneak attack kid's kung fu was too poor and too slow, but unfortunately this shot was inserted too quickly. Before he could make a move, he saw a bright blade and slashed at his only right wrist, if he only had to be half a minute slower, not to mention the remaining right hand, it was estimated that the legs standing would also be implicated.

Ignoring his short gun, the old man in black let go and blasted backwards and retreated. In the blink of an eye, Song Han himself was exposed. The knife of his full-strength sneak attack did not cause any injuries to the old man at all, and the only thing he was fortunate enough to have lost his weapon was a good start.

Another kid came out of the soil, the old man blew his beard angrily and glared, why was he being calculated by some little cubs today.

It's hateful that I overestimated this little guy, thinking what kind of master he was, and he shot too quickly and lost his weapon.

Song Han doesn't care what the old guy thinks, since he has a successful move, he should not be forgiving, and he must not give him a chance to breathe.