Fengzi had ever met Teng Yanxiu, and knew that this person's martial arts were not weak, and a scimitar made the water impermeable, and he couldn't get close to him. Seeing Teng Yanxiu and his body pounce, Fengzi immediately raised his foot and kicked his abdomen, sneering and scolding: "Fuck, you son of a son also want to snatch Lao Tzu's token?"

The direction of this kick is very strange, no matter how Teng Yanxiu moves and pounces, he wants to send his abdomen to the bottom of Fengzidu's feet. Teng Yanxiu knew that the kid in front of him had strange martial arts, what would happen if he was kicked by his foot?

Xie Zhenbo really didn't expect that Fengzidu's martial arts were as unfathomable as the rumors on the rivers and lakes, and he couldn't help but be surprised and delighted, and secretly thought to himself: "It seems that this dangerous move is the right one." Seeing that Teng Yanxiu happened to dodge to his side, he shouted, quickly stretched out his hands and grabbed it, and threw it under the mound, laughing and said: "Lao Tzu's territory, how can you tolerate others coming and leaving?"

The burly man in the Plum Blossom Hall was squeezing under the mound, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Teng Yanxiu's body dripping closer, and he was in a hurry, and it was too late to dodge, so he had no time to think, so he immediately raised his arm and punched Teng Yanxiu's head with a punch. Teng Yanxiu was caught off guard by Xie Zhibo's grasp and throw, and he felt that the world was spinning, where could he let the great man hit his fist? But listening to the muffled sound of "bang", poor a master on Shura Island in the East China Sea, who was a dignified guard of the Inner Sea, did not snort, and then his skull was shattered, blood splattered, and he died under the fist of a nobody in the beggar gang.

Zhu Kuchun, the two brothers Long and Hu, as well as Tang Bei and others, couldn't help but be shocked. Tang Bei gasped, looked at the servant dragon and said in a trembling voice: "Brother Tong, could it be that this kid should be ......" His head was excited, and he was so frightened that he couldn't say any more. However, the implication of his words is that the two brothers, the dragon and the tiger, know very well that the Nanchang Prefecture Prison once fought a war, which was really a great shame in their lives.

The servant dragon was secretly shocked, his face changed uncertainly, he pondered for a moment, and the crowd looked at Fengzi and asked, "Boy, who do you have to be?" Fengzi laughed, waved his hand to make a gesture of cutting off his head, and said: "You don't care who I come from, in short, the blood debt in prison will still fall on you and others to repay it today." When the dragon and the tiger and Tang Bei heard this, they couldn't help but exclaim in unison with "ah". The servant dragon shouted angrily: "Good boy, it turns out that it is really you." But his thoughts turned sharply in his heart, and he thought: "With a first-class master like Lord Zhuge in the world, he still can't please this kid, and now he only relies on the three of us and the rabble behind him, let alone succeed." What's more, now this kid still has a fucking beggar gang around him, and there is a huge plum blossom hall, which is still in the way. ”

The so-called heroes see the same thing. The two brothers, the two brothers, the dragon, the tiger, and the Tang Bie, all have the same thoughts, and at the moment, where do they dare to take care of the party between the various halls of the Gu Beggars? The division and subversion of the imperial court? At present, the only thing that matters is to take care of the small life. Then they left Zhu Kuchun and the others, and suddenly rushed out together, and rushed to their respective mounts that stayed at the mouth of the canyon, intending to flee as quickly as possible on their respective horses.