The importance of ribs to the human body is self-evident, he protects the heart and lungs and other important organs, but also assists in human breathing, or an important part of the muscles of the upper limbs, ribs are broken not only threaten the organs, but also make the fist of the stout man lose the power to fight again. This has nothing to do with your ability to endure pain, that is the basic composition of the human body, even if the middle-aged man does not understand these things, he obviously knows that this is very important for a person, otherwise he would not have focused his fist strength on that point just now.

Yan Blacksmith is also a ruthless person, his arm can't move, he gritted his teeth and endured severe pain and kicked at the middle-aged man, that kick like an old cow flicking its tail seems to be fast, but in the eyes of the middle-aged man, it is the end of a strong crossbow, it is really a kick that is better than nothing, he gently sideways to avoid Yan Blacksmith's direct kick, estimated to be repeated, and once again punched like electricity and concentrated on hitting the same point, but this time it was aimed at Yan Blacksmith's thigh, the effect was immediate, Yan Blacksmith immediately screamed and retracted his legs, and one could not support it and sat on the ground, saying that it was too late, and the middle-aged man immediately took his forearm around the other party's neck and turned behind him, raised a punch to smash the back of Yan Blacksmith's head, this is the end, as long as this punch is swung out, the blacksmith will definitely die.

The pink skeletons on the side were all shocked, he was surprised by the speed of the defeat of the blacksmith, and even more shocked by the methods of the middle-aged man. Although he usually doesn't deal with Yan Blacksmith, it can be said that he hates each other, but at this time, Yan Blacksmith can't die, otherwise he will definitely die if he is left. Thinking of this, the pink skeleton did not hesitate to raise the bone fan in his hand and stabbed at the middle-aged man, and the bone fan didn't know where there was a mechanism, and suddenly "whoosh!" shot out a few flying needles.

The middle-aged man saw the pink skull's hand with his peripheral vision, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, "It's good!" He casually let go of Yan Blacksmith and jumped up to dodge the flying needle, but at this time, Yan Blacksmith was spitting blood and collapsed to the ground.

"Blacksmith Yan is dead?" Pink Skull's eyes widened inexplicably, and he asked in surprise.

"Yes, of course he's going to die, or you'll have no company on the road. The middle-aged man spoke in a flat tone, as if killing Yan Blacksmith was simply not worth mentioning to him. In fact, when he grabbed Yan Blacksmith's neck and turned behind him just now, the middle-aged man strangled his neck with his forearm.

When the middle-aged man said these words, he looked listless, and the pink skull looked creepy: "Are you going to kill me?" At the same time, Yan Blacksmith put on a starting gesture, ready to make a move at any time.

The middle-aged man nodded noncommittally and just smiled slightly, and then the two of them stopped talking nonsense and fought together. After a few rounds, the middle-aged man knew that Pink Skull was following the path of speed and dexterity, but he didn't think so, because it was obvious that his strength was not as good as his own, and Pink Skull's strength and speed were not as good as his own, because this was a gap in the realm, which was insurmountable.

The ending outside was obvious, and the butler ran in in a panic: "The old man is not good, the blacksmith Yan and the pink skeleton are also dead!"

After hearing this, Cao Dajiao frowned, and Cao Xiaojiao's eyes flashed and he squinted excitedly and said, "I'm still a master, and I like to kill masters." ”

"Little miscellaneous fish, how can you bother Second Master Cao to make a move, let me kill that guy, I just happened to lack some medicine primers recently. "It was a man of medium height, dressed in an earthy yellow robe, with small eyes and a mediocre face, but this unremarkable appearance had a seeping name, and the medicine primer he said also referred to the internal organs of the human body.

"Two Master Cao, I will also go together, lest there will be no return among the poisonous langs. "It was a plump woman who spoke, and although she was ordinary-looking, she was smeared with grease and powder, but she tossed out two points of bewitchment, and it seemed that makeup was useful for most people. She is the famous embroidery lady in Qinghe City, but her flowers are not embroidered on the cloth but on the flesh of the person she killed.

", you want to see if it's a handsome guy outside. Poison Langzhong squinted and laughed, obviously dissatisfied with her statement that she had gone and had no return.

The embroidery lady smiled and flew a wink at the poisonous Langzhong: "Yo, Yelangzhong, are you jealous?"

"Then there's work. Cao Dajiao hugged his fists at them, and also gave Cao Xiaojiao a look of Shao'an.

When I arrived at the courtyard, I saw the corpses of Yan Blacksmith and Pink Skull on the ground and the middle-aged man wearing linen and filial piety standing on the ground, and the poisonous man clenched his fists: "I ......"

He just wanted to say something, and the middle-aged man interrupted him directly: "Needless to say, you all have to die today!" The middle-aged man was still breezy but unquestionable.

The poisonous man glanced at the middle-aged man's words and sneered, and then the embroidery girl sneered: "Why are you so rude, the slave family can see the bloody scene." “

The middle-aged man obviously didn't eat her set, and looked at her like an idiot with his lips pouted, which inevitably reminded people of a classic saying: Throw the eyes to the blind! Seeing that it is useless to talk too much, the poisonous Langzhong and the embroidery girl took out their respective weapons, and the poisonous Langzhong is two blades as thin as cicada wings, and they are also the tools he usually disembowels and disembowels people. The embroidery lady is two flying needles with silk threads. Although the middle-aged man raised the knife this time, he still did not draw the knife out of its sheath. Then the three of them collided together in silence, and the blade in the poison lang was extremely sharp, leaving several scars on the middle-aged man's body, but he could not disembowel his belly. The embroidery lady had a mysterious embroidery needle, and she also pierced the middle-aged man's body several times, but she couldn't embroider a flower, because both of them paid for it.

After a while, the housekeeper ran in again in a panic and with a pale face: "Two masters, it's not good......"

Cao Dajiao raised his hand to interrupt the butler's words, because he already knew what the result was, and he said with a gloomy face: "It seems that he is really a master." ”

Seeing the decay of the housekeeper, Cao Xiaojiao also understood the result, he picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it with his head up, then grabbed the long knife beside him and stood up: "Big brother, don't stop me anymore." ”

A faint smile appeared on Cao Dajiao's gloomy face, and he also grabbed the short knife beside him: "Hehe, don't stop this time, let's go and see who it is, presumably no matter how powerful the master is, it is almost the same under the consumption of the first four, let's go now." ”

"It's boring!" Cao Xiaojiao muttered.

Cao Dajiao pretended not to hear anything, and when he came to the courtyard, he didn't look at the corpse on the ground, but just looked at a middle-aged man in front of him who was dressed in linen and wearing filial piety and had an ordinary face, he couldn't help frowning, not for anything else, he just felt that this person looked familiar, he asked Cao Xiaojiao softly: "Who is he? Why do I feel so familiar." ”

Cao Xiaojiao pursed his lips and said with a grin: "It doesn't matter who he is, how many people we have met over the years, and how many of them have turned against us, they all look familiar, and they are not killed by mistake." ”

What the younger brother said was right, but the familiarity of the person in front of him was different from what he said, it seemed that there was a relationship or something involved, Cao Dajiao thought for a while and couldn't help but ask: "Who are you? Why did you come to my Cao Mansion?"

"Cao Mansion?" The middle-aged man looked at Cao Dajiao and snorted lightly, showing disdain, just like a lost owner on the street looking at a thief who was captured.

Cao Dajiao was very uncomfortable to look at by the middle-aged man like this, and asked through gritted teeth, "Who are you?"

The middle-aged man looked around, although the general building remained the same, but after all, after more than ten years, things are not people, and many places have changed, and this place he once loved now makes him so disgusted. He retracted his gaze and looked at Cao Dajiao and directly reported a name: "Yuan Cheng." “

"Are you the fourth elder of the Yuan family?" Cao Dajiao instantly remembered this person, yes, the middle-aged man is Yuan Laosi, Tang Feng's fourth uncle, and the fourth son of the Yuan Mansion.

"Are you still alive?" Cao Xiaojiao was also taken aback.

"Haha. Yuan Laosi laughed loudly, but the more he laughed, the sharper his voice became, and he suddenly stopped laughing without warning and looked at the two brothers of the Cao family fiercely: "You two ungrateful white-eyed wolves, it was my eldest brother who took you in, but you colluded with outsiders to destroy me and seek my family property." “

"Hmph! Lao Tzu just wants to keep everything you have. "Cao Dajiao is a real villain who dares to act.

"Not dead...... Then I'll send you to be reunited with them. Cao Xiaojiao also recovered from the shock just now, and smiled fiercely as he spoke.

Yuan Laosi's face was no longer as calm as before, and his eyes were red and he said, "I said that everyone in this courtyard will die today." "If Tang Feng saw the current Yuan Laosi, he would definitely be surprised, is this still the sick fourth uncle?

Cao Xiaojiao took out the long knife in his hand and said disapprerovitically: "The tone is very big." “

Yuan Laosi stopped talking nonsense, pulled out the scabbard and threw the knife at Cao Xiaojiao, and then he ran with the knife like thunder, the knife swirled like a windmill and flew towards Cao Xiaojiao, and when it flew to the top of Cao Xiaojiao's head, the blade just slashed at his head. Cao Xiaojiao looked at the falling blade, the corners of his mouth curled, obviously unimpressed by such an attack, and raised his hand to block the falling blade with a single sword. At this time, Yuan Laosi also ran to Cao Xiaojiao's body, he grabbed the bounced handle and jumped up and slashed again, the two slashes before and after were the same, but the strength was very different, the first time the knife was not strong, but the handle of the knife became powerful and heavy in Yuan Laosi's hand, Cao Xiaojiao was shocked and took a few steps back, but Yuan Laosi had to ignore and let people continue to slash at Cao Xiaojiao, once, twice...... Cao Xiaojiao felt that the force coming from the handle of the knife was getting bigger and bigger, and he was already worried about whether his knife would be taken off after a few more strokes? However, he didn't have to worry, because by the tenth time, Yuan Laosi suddenly split and turned up, if Cao Xiaojiao hadn't reacted fast enough, he would have disemboweled, but it still left a shallow knife mark on his stomach.

It was dangerous and dangerous just now, Cao Xiaojiao was scared out of a cold sweat, he was underestimating the enemy, but after all, he Cao Xiaojiao was a well-known knife master in the realm of Qinghe City, how could he kill someone in three or two strokes? He suddenly roared and slashed at Yuan Laosi with a knife in both hands, Yuan Laosi didn't dodge or dodge a knife and slashed away, Cao Xiaojiao took advantage of the situation to turn around and slash to the other side, Cao Xiaojiao Yuan Laosi was hard connected several times in a row. Because the knife is a single-edged weapon, it must be in a direction and there must be no return, if you retreat or even escape in the face of the opponent, then you lose, at least in momentum.