Although the man in green clothes unloaded the short knife in Fengzidu's hand with a sword, the blade inadvertently touched the "Yang Chi" acupoint on the back of his wrist. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Although the long sword was about to leave at the touch of a button, the surging yang energy in Fengzidu's body had been transmitted through the body of the long sword in an instant, and the man in green clothes only felt that the arm holding the sword suddenly shook violently, as if he had been hit by lightning and lightning, and in an instant, he almost wanted to abandon the sword and throw it away.

At the moment of speech, the man in green clothes hurriedly dived his internal strength to condense the long sword, let out a long breath, and secretly felt a little lucky, thinking that this kid is still shallow after all, and he can't use his world-class magic skills freely, if he takes the opportunity to fight back now, he may be the one who suffers a heavy blow. The man in Tsing Yi sneered, and sneered at the sword, sneering at the sword, and sneered at the four swords, so he wanted to cut off the meridians of Fengzi's hands and feet to prevent future troubles.

Who knew that at this moment, the man in green clothes suddenly felt that an extremely flexible and endless force suddenly hit his chest from the side, and before that force hit, the turbulent aura in his body was already faintly restrained by it, and his operation was very hindered. In astonishment, he quickly condensed the momentum in the inner breath dantian, slowly slashed out a sword horizontally, blocked the strange force of the attack in the wind and thunder, opened his eyes and looked around, and shouted: "Which master is here?"

In the dark, I heard a slight cough, and I saw a shadowy figure standing up tremblingly under the table on the inner wall, coughing a few times, shaking his head and saying, "Good wine, really good wine." ”

The man in Tsing Yi had already seen that this figure was the gray-haired old man who was lying on the table writing before, but he saw that his body was swaying from side to side, his arms were soft and his knees were hanging down, and he looked drunk and unawake. So where did this strange force come from, and who sent it?

The man in green clothes was secretly full of suspicion, laughed, and said: "It turns out that the old man has lost his eyes, but the real master is here." As he spoke, the sword urged up, and there was a sharp sound of "snort", and the sword qi was extremely sharp, and it pointed at the old man. The gray-haired old man seemed to suddenly have a thick phlegm blocked in his throat, and he couldn't breathe, and he bent down violently to cough, and the sword qi swept over his head dangerously.

The man in green clothes sneered: "Since you have arrived, why don't you show up?" Who knew that as soon as the three swords were released, he suddenly felt that there seemed to be an invisible thick wall of qi around the long sword, and he couldn't stab half an inch forward in an instant. This kind of unsolvable situation is unprecedented, it is simply fantastical, incredible. The man in green clothes couldn't help but be surprised, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, remembering a senior in the martial arts, his palms were immediately full of sweat, and he let out a long howl, and shouted: "The green mountains are always there, the green water is still flowing, and I will wait for a period later." The figure swayed, and in a moment it was already in the thick night outside the restaurant.