Fengzi sneered, his left palm turned around, and his right hand formed a fist and took advantage of the situation to go straight out. The old man surnamed Shi croaked, seeing that the direction of the other party's punch was even more strange, no move and no style, and the strength of the fist was fierce, and he couldn't parry at all, so he had to collapse sharply with his claws forward, making a move "Golden Eagle Stepping on the Rabbit", but the toes fell backwards, and the body popped out backwards in an instant. Fengzi's fists were empty, and he was secretly annoyed, thinking: "These people don't know what is going on under the ambush, so they should be angry at this moment." So he immediately opened his mouth and shouted, "Where do you have to go?" shook his body and grabbed it, and it was a heavy punch that "banged" in front of him.

Only then did the old man surnamed Shi understand that the beggar gang master in front of him was worthy of his reputation for martial arts, and he couldn't reason about it at all, but he couldn't make any sense of it. The old man surnamed Shi roared wildly, so he had to turn the golden claw iron hook into a raking hook, and hurriedly lay his whole body on the ground. When it was too late, a strong wind overhead struck overhead, knocking a melon-skin hat out in an instant, and a long gray braid that was originally coiled at the back of the head fell out, and the porphyry was broken in two, and the rest was only a shawl on the head, floating in a mess.

Feng Zi laughed for a long time, seeing this, the kid's naughty temperament suddenly rose, and he shouted: "The 'Golden Claw Iron Hook' move fruit is so elegant. Fuck, I can't see you in a cloak. Fang Zhi reached out and grabbed the remaining hair on the old man's head and cut it with one palm. Suddenly, I saw the sword light flashing in front of me, and the two points of the sword tip changed countless phantoms, if the wind and clouds met, if the lightning and stone fire, but it was two Qingfeng long swords like a spiritual snake out of the hole, rushing to the chest but attacking. Feng Zi didn't have any weapons in his hands, and he couldn't see the direction of the opponent's sword path for a moment, so how could he dare to be careless?

The sword was made by two yellow-clothed men with blank faces, and when they saw that the old man was in danger, they drew their swords to help. Seeing that the current round of fast attack was very effective, the two swordsmen were of the same mind, and with a clear roar, the Qingfeng long sword in his hand was handed over alternately, and each of them attacked Fengzi seven or eight swords one after another. The old man surnamed Shi was careless for a while, and he lost the opportunity everywhere under the palm of Fengzidu's fist, and now he was allowed to breathe a little, but he was frightened, and he slashed fiercely on the ground with ten fingers of his hands in a hurry, and a body arrow was shot out like an arrow close to the ground. At this time, there were Yuqing Dao people who rushed to help each other, and neither of them could have imagined that Fengzi was so young, and he actually had the shadow of Yin Zaiye's invincible martial arts on his body? You look at me, I look at you, and the faces of both sides are miserable and pale.

Fengzi saw that the two Qingfeng long swords were fast and ruthless, and the tips of the two swords trembled, as if two lightning flashes were dancing wildly, but they did not abandon the left and right in front of him, but they were suffering from no weapons in hand, and they could not fight back for the time being. So he immediately penetrated the palm of his hand, "snapped" twice, and suddenly slapped two palms in front of him, and then took two steps back. The two men in yellow who made the sword suddenly felt a strong breath rushing towards him, knowing that the inside was powerful, the two Qingfeng long swords suddenly separated left and right, and the two yellow shadows were separated from each other, and they had bypassed Fengzi and had the strength in their palms, and they sneered at the two swords and stabbed in the chest.

And Fengzi was caught by the two men in yellow who made the sword, and the sword was quickly attacked, and he had no time to think about it, and he was in a hurry in an instant. But when I heard the snort, a piece of the placket on the left was cut off by a sword light. Fengzi couldn't help but be anxious, and knew in his heart that if he let the other party blindly attack and rob like this, he would be more and less lucky in the end, and he was busy with dantian, and he shouted violently, taking advantage of the two yellow-clothed people to hesitate a little, and when the Qingfeng long sword in his hand slowed down so slowly, he hurriedly turned around and ran, wanting to avoid it for a while.

The so-called gentleman does not stand under the dangerous wall, and the hero is not surrounded by the fierce realm, since he cannot be defeated, he has to flee, how can he be forced to fight bravely? After many twists and tribulations, Fengzi has already understood in his heart that everything is really too serious, and he has to suffer the inextricable trap in vain. Unexpectedly, when he turned around, two spears whirred in front of him, stabbing fiercely.