The voice came from the cave opposite, Bai Sheng followed the prestige, but saw that at the entrance of the cave there was already an old man covered with hair and beard, and a wrinkled old face between his beard and hair, full of seventy or eighty years old, but his hair and beard were black.

Originally, it was a surprise to see someone in this desperate valley, but this old man was so unfriendly, Bai Sheng suddenly became angry, and said sarcastically: "It's really a strange thing, I've seen someone who picks up money, I haven't seen someone who picks up scolding, have I talked to you?"

The old man was not convinced, and argued: "There are only two people in this valley, you are not talking to me, but to whom?"

Bai Sheng said angrily: "Can't I talk to this big bird? It's really long hair and short knowledge, rare and weird!"

The old man smiled and said, "This big bird is a beast, if you talk to him, you are also a beast?"

Bai Sheng only felt that this old man was unreasonable, just looking for the rhythm of fighting, since he couldn't talk about it, then he didn't talk about it, and immediately scolded back: "You are a brute, you old brute! Your family is a brute! The female is a chicken, and the male is a dog!"

Where has the old man been subjected to such vicious insults in his life, in this era, scolding people is generally a straight mother, a thief, a thief and a bird and other civilized terms, like Bai Sheng's colorful scolding words are the products of the progress of civilization in later generations, and he immediately jumped like thunder: "You little rabbit cub, you dare to scold Lao Tzu? Lao Tzu killed you!"

"Kill me, I still want to kill you! You old bastard!" Bai Sheng's eyes had turned blood-red.

With two knives in hand, he had already fallen into a murderous situation, but the last shred of reason told him that it was difficult for him to take advantage of this invulnerable bird, and besides, it was already daytime, and his internal strength could not be replenished, and once it was exhausted, he would become a lamb to be slaughtered.

But the appearance of this old man made him no longer able to restrain the surging desire to kill, and after scolding this, he had already made a decision - to kill the old man and seize the cave.

Even if it sounds like this old man's internal strength is very strong, he has to kill, anyway, Gu Zhong and himself are just two people and one bird, this person and one bird are enemies and not friends, and he will kill him if he doesn't kill anyone. As for what to do if you can't kill it? If you can't kill it, you'll be killed.

When he is caught in a demonic barrier, he doesn't think too much about the consequences.

The two knives alternately slashed, one knife slashed into the stone wall in succession, and the body shifted one foot later, the double knives were like two hands and feet that could sink into the stone wall, so that his body could crawl horizontally on the cliff.

Even if he lost most of his mind, he knew that he could not cross from the water to the other side, because then he would inevitably be stopped by the big bird! If the old man took the opportunity to pounce, he would form the disadvantage of one against two, and killing would be murderous, and he would still know the difference between one-on-one and one-on-two.

His movement speed was not too slow, and after dozens of slashes, he had already moved to the western cliff, and if nothing else, he would only need ten more slashes at most, and he could reach the entrance of the cave where the old man was sitting.

At this moment, I suddenly heard the big bird behind me "quack" and chirp, it sounded that its position was still in the middle of the pool and did not move, what was it calling?

He didn't want to look back, but he slashed forward while jumping sideways on the stone wall, but he heard the sound of "whooshing" breaking the air behind him.

At this moment, he suddenly felt alarmed, and hurriedly turned his head to look, but saw that there were four golden giant snakes in the middle of the air that were growing in the trees, and they were falling rapidly, with their heads pointing down and their tails facing upwards, and the target was the big bird.

Then he noticed that the eyes of the big bird were no longer on him, but raised his head to the sky, and he was showing his might to the snakes in the bushes, and four golden snakes had already attacked the water, one to bite the sarcoma on the head of the big bird, two to wrap the wings of the big bird to the left and right, and the last one was even more witty, and even went to entangle the giant beak of the big bird.

"Okay!" Bai Sheng secretly applauded in his heart, it was best to have these golden snakes to deal with the big bird, so that he could kill that unreasonable old man with all his heart.

In fact, at this time, he didn't care whether the old man was reasonable or unreasonable, either the fish died or the net was broken, what did he care about whether it was reasonable or not? The one who survived was the truth!

So I didn't look at how the big bird dealt with the four snakes, and slashed through a few knives, and the person had jumped out of the old man's hole, and slashed four knives into the hole with a brush, but it was a knife technique that was conjured up by the hand of the merry plum.

"Sure enough, it's a plum hand!" The old man seemed to have expected Bai Sheng's knife technique, his head was raised back, and the beard under his jaw spiraled like a strange python, shaking his head and tail and dancing up and down, left and right, blocking all of Bai Sheng's four knives from his body, but none of his beards fell.

Bai Sheng was suddenly furious, angry that this old man looked down on people too much, and dared to put it against the extremely sharp snowflake double knife with just one beard without using his hands and feet, but what surprised him was that this snowflake double knife cut the hard mountain wall as if it was cut in the soil, and he actually failed to cut off the old man's beard!

Shocked or angry, if he handed it over, he had to fight to the death, with the force of the intersection of the blade and the beard, his figure remained unfalling, and he slashed at the old man's upper body six times in a row.

And when he found that the old man wanted to grab the knife with his beard wrapped around his sword, he turned the knife technique into the knife method of Ku Ding, and slashed in the entanglement of the beard.

No matter how complicated the path of your beard is, can it be more complex than the bones and tendons in the body of cattle and sheep?

Seeing the appearance of this Ding Ding Niujie Knife Technique, the old man's face suddenly changed, and he couldn't help but sigh in surprise, and hurriedly said: "Wait!"

Where can Bai Sheng be slow? His two knives will not stop if he does not chop the enemy to death, if it is not for the sharp sinking of the big bird underwater, he will not stop, chopping to death and chopping to death must also chop down, there is no concept of stopping!

The old man seemed to know that he would not stop, and while saying "slowly", his head shook again, and a long hair of unknown length smashed forward like a dark cloud full of rain.

He had to smash it like this, if he didn't, the opponent's double knife would cut his beard to his heart, liver and lungs!

This change was unpredictable for Bai Sheng, he only paid attention to the old man's hands and feet while attacking wildly, how could he have thought that this old man would make his hair give such a heavy blow while dancing his beard?

This hair came too fast, so fast that he couldn't turn from the offensive posture to the defense at all, only to feel a domineering internal force coming head-on, this internal force was far superior to Li Ruolan's white rainbow palm power, and he hurriedly took off to deal with it.

As soon as he converted the exercises in his body, this unkempt hair had already hit him in the face, and even the knife flew away from the hole like a ball of catkins.

Between the fluttering, he only felt that the chest and abdomen were like ten thousand arrows piercing his body, the pain was unbearable, and he felt that his throat and eyes were sweet, and a mouthful of blood sprayed in the air, and then his eyes were black, and in the moment before he lost consciousness, he was very puzzled in the last thought, why did this flying flocculent gong fail?

What he didn't know was that hair was a type of soft weapon, and when the internal force attached to the soft weapon reached a certain level, its striking effect was completely different from that of a hard weapon and a hard palm force.

This is beyond the principle of a hammer smashing an iron ball, like a whip pulling a spinning top.

He fell into a coma and fell into the water, but he didn't see the old man's hair that was more than two feet long, and immediately chased him out of the hole, wrapped his body in it and his two knives, and pulled him back to the hole.