The beggars and the gang and Cai Tiesheng and the others saw that Fengzi was under the palm of the old man, and they had no strength to fight back, and they couldn't help but be shocked, they really couldn't imagine that there were such a desperate person in the world, and the martial arts cultivation had been deified. When they saw the strange old man raise his hand to kill Feng Zidu, everyone was shocked. Cai Tiesheng, surnamed Feng Hanzi and three beggar disciples rushed out, and the five of them shouted in unison: "The old gentleman will keep people." Eight palms struck, a long bamboo pole stabbed at the end, all of them attacked the gray-haired old man. The eight palms are four people with their bare hands, but the one who stabs the long bamboo pole is an old man of the beggar gang.

The five of them understood that the old man with the gray hair was superb in martial arts, and everyone present was not his opponent, so they could not attack, and they tried their best to attack, hoping to snatch Fengzidu from under his hands, so that hope would not be lost. Unexpectedly, the gray-haired old man raised his hand and killed Fengzi in his palm. Seeing this, Cai Tiesheng and the others couldn't help but be shocked and angry for a moment, and even more sad and frightened, they all stared at each other, looking at each other, and for a while they didn't know whether they should step forward and snatch it again.

The gray-haired old man glanced at Feng Zidu's lying body, shook his head slowly, and sighed loudly: "A pair of stinky skins, in vain to provoke countless delusions. If you knew this was the case, why bother in the first place?" bent down to hold Fengzi's corpse under his armpit, and then looked up at the deep night for a moment, and then let out a long sigh, shaking his head while walking slowly.

Cai Tiesheng shook his body in front of the gray-haired old man, clasped his fists and saluted and said with a smile: "I don't know the old man's honorable name? Where is the immortal residence? The gray-haired old man seemed to know where Cai Tiesheng and the others were until this moment, and when he heard this, he looked up at everyone and said lightly: "A little false name, it should be a passing cloud, why bother you with old decay? Saying that, he still held Feng Zidu and walked away.

The old man who was clinging to the long bamboo pole coughed lightly, leaned out, and hugged his fists and said: "Below is the main mirror of the beggar Zhuhuatang Oriental rudder." The two elders of my beggar gang, 'Descending Dragon' and 'Fuhu', died violently in the jurisdiction of Zhuhuatang one day, and an important thing on their bodies disappeared. My Zhuhuatang people are waiting to investigate and investigate, and I am afraid that the kid surnamed Feng has a lot to do with it. This matter is related to the rise and fall of my beggar gang, but I don't know where the old gentleman is going to take the kid surnamed Feng now?"

The gray-haired old man shook his head and sighed: "Everything is also predestined. The so-called one who sighs to himself, he should also go back to the place where he should go back. Just get out of the way. As he spoke, he flicked his left sleeve outward. The beggar helped the old man and Cai Tiesheng, but he felt that an extremely flexible and endless force suddenly hit his chest, and he immediately lost his footing, and he couldn't help but fall out to both sides.

However, this fall only fell three and a half steps, and made way out of it, and the two of them, the old man and Cai Tiesheng, had already stood firmly. At first glance, others said that they really took the initiative to move back according to what the old man said. But how could the beggar gang the old man and Cai Tiesheng not know the internal reason? Everyone's face couldn't help but change miserably, and they hurriedly latent their luck, wanting to stand up and intercept again, but at this time, they felt that an invisible thick wall of qi was suddenly shrouded around them, and they couldn't move forward half a step. The two of them were both surprised and puzzled, and they could only watch the old man with the gray hair holding Fengzi and drifting away.