"We threw in the towel. ”

Ye Xin saw that Ah Da raised his foot and was about to step on the chest of his guard, so he hurriedly spoke.

dragged the guards over, put them in a nearby shop, and sent someone to find Lang Zhong to deal with his injuries.

However, there was not much disappointment on his face, this game was originally a mutual test, but his strength was naturally far greater than those who had only learned those superficial kung fu, plus he also had Chen Fusheng, whose strength was still above him, and the victory was much bigger than Xiao Hai.

Thinking of this, Ye Xin was determined, stepped forward, hugged his fists and said, "Are you going to go to this game yourself or send someone to come." ”

Xiao Hai smiled proudly, opened the folding fan again, and bowed back: "Old Zhang, this time it's up to you to see your old man show his might." ”

In response to the crowd, an old man in a black robe walked out, his breath was calm, his breath was long, his eyes were as dark as a goshawk, and his hands hidden between the sleeves of his robe were much longer than ordinary people, naturally drooping, exceeding his knees, and his ten fingers were bent into hooks, not flesh-colored, but showing a hard pale gold, which clearly practiced the skills of eagle claw skills and dragon claw hands to a very high level.

"Ye Xin is not an opponent!" Just looking at the other party's previous breath was hidden and unknown, and then looking at the other party's unreasonable hands, Chen Fusheng understood that Ye Xin was definitely not the opponent of the old man in front of him.

Outside kung fu such as eagle claw and dragon claw are already domineering and ruthless, and the opponent's hands are probably stronger than the golden stone, even if the sword is empty-handed, I am afraid that it will not take the slightest advantage.

Not to mention the age of the other party, I don't know how much experience he has in killing, really fighting, just releasing the murderous qi is enough for Ye Xin to bear.

The figure shook a few times, and it had already appeared in the field, Chen Fusheng looked at Ye Xin, and said: "You and Xiao Gongzi are the main masters, of course, you have to put it at the end, I will come to this scene." ”

Ye Xin's hanging heart relaxed slightly, and with his eyesight, he could naturally see that he was probably not the opponent of this old man, and after hesitation, he said: "The idea is piercing, it's a big deal, I admit defeat, you still don't want to go." ”

"It's nothing, even if I can't win, I have a way to protect myself from injury. Chen Fusheng turned around and said, looking at the old man, "Senior please." ”

The old man squinted his eyes lightly, and his voice was sonorous, like a golden stone: "Hehe, I didn't expect that there was a master here, but I looked away." At your age, the talent is really amazing, and if you don't want to die, it's better to admit defeat earlier. ”

Xiao Hai behind him was shocked, he understood the strength and temper of this old man, he didn't expect that the other party would use such a "friendly" tone, leaned forward, and asked softly: "Old Zhang, the other party's strength is very high?"

It's not a question, it's an affirmative tone.

"Congenitally, he has opened up the meridians and points of the whole body, of course his strength is very high, looking at his breathing, he is a Taoist line, his body is undulating, it should be the number of the Qingcheng faction, and his strength is naturally very high. The old man smiled, "But my realm is half of him, although his internal strength is pure, it doesn't seem to be deep enough, he can still win." ”

Chen Fusheng could see that the old man was full of martial arts, and he had already opened up the meridians and acupoints, and he had even embarked on the road of martial arts, and he was only half a step away from the real induction, so he said that the realm had suppressed him by half. And this kind of kung fu attaches great importance to life and death fighting, and it is understandable that the other party has this confidence.

However, he just smiled, and the autumn water came out of the sheath, releasing the battle intent that had been silent for a long time since he came out of Lanruo Temple.

When the old man saw this, he understood that there was no need to talk nonsense, he closed his mouth, protected his waist ribs with his left palm, and turned his right palm into an eagle's claw, and pounced on it.

The claw wind was in the air, and from a distance, Chen Fusheng felt that he was in front of him in an instant.

Fast!

This was Chen Fusheng's first feeling.

The other party is not only fast, because he doesn't need weapons, he is even faster to change his moves, even people like Ye Xin and Xiao Hai only see a black shadow rolling around.

Fierce!

This is Chen Fusheng's second feeling, it is said that one force will drop ten times, and it is the most appropriate to use it on this old man. With strong internal strength and hands stronger than King Kong, the opponent just attacked, attacked, and attacked!

Attacking instead of defending, without giving Chen Fusheng the slightest chance to counterattack, Chen Fusheng will be completely suppressed from the momentum.

Sure enough, the older you get, the hotter it gets, and the old man is like a goshawk, although he is old, it is even more difficult to deal with.

However, Chen Fusheng seemed to be extremely chic, Ling Bo's footwork was unfolded, and the fighting was launched, and the Mingyue swordsmanship firmly protected his body, not revealing a trace of flaws, and from time to time he took the opportunity to counterattack one or two.

Within a radius of three zhang, the people around only saw the black and white figures in the field changing, completely mixed together, unable to distinguish each other, and could only hear the sound of gold and iron clashing from time to time.

It can be said that in fact, the tactics chosen by the old man surnamed Zhang are extremely correct and effective, and if it were someone else, he would naturally lose a long time ago.

But he was dealing with Chen Fusheng, and the realm of sensing heaven and earth in turn steadily suppressed the old man, building from a high vantage point, and watching the fire from a hole.

The Bright Moon Sword Technique combined with Ling Bo Bu to protect the body is extremely effective, and the internal force consumed is even less pitiful.

Even the advantage of the old man's close combat was wiped out a lot by the Qiushui Sword.

The two came and went for dozens of rounds, Chen Fusheng's sword intent became more and more sufficient, facing the Millennium Tree Demon that day, his strength could not be exerted at all, but today he happened to meet this opponent whose strength happened to allow him to fully exert himself, and naturally played it to the fullest.

On the other hand, the old man surnamed Zhang was extremely depressed, and he only felt as if he had fallen into a big net, and his sharp eagle claws could not be used at all.

With a long roar, the old man forcibly twisted his body, his palms were wrong, the thumb, index finger, and middle finger of his left hand were wide open, turning into eagle claws and tearing off Chen Fusheng's arm, and his right hand was turned into tiger claws.

Chen Fusheng's eyes froze, and the Qiushui Sword was retracted and twisted, turning into dozens of silver rays of light to steadily support the eagle's claws.

Facing the domineering tiger claw on the top of his head, he didn't care about it, his left leg was forward, his right foot was back, and his left fist, which had been stuck behind his waist, turned into an arc and hit it properly.

The old man only felt a surging internal force from the front, and his body involuntarily retreated, but the tiger claw in his right hand could no longer be cleaved.

Seven steps back, the old man has not stabilized his body, only feels like a back wave rushing to the front wave, and the same internal strength has arrived, this time five steps back, and then three steps back, and finally the internal strength of this punch triple wave is gone.

At this time, on the ground, the old man and Chen Fusheng had already gathered a full distance of three feet, and there were fifteen footprints into the ground.

Beads of sweat rolled down, and the old man gathered his fists and stood still, and saluted: "Zhang Tie thanks Gongzi's subordinates for their mercy." ”

He knew in his heart that if the last punch was not for Chen Fusheng's mercy, he would at least suffer internal injuries, and it would never be possible to continue to stand here unharmed.