"Then let's see if you have the ability to do it. ”

Qi Ying'er smiled contemptuously, pulled out the sword at her waist, and the dragon groaned.

When Hu San saw Qi Ying'er's sword, a chill arose in his heart, he couldn't tell why, it was more like an instinctive reaction. He narrowed his eyes and stared at Qi Ying'er carefully, thinking to himself, "Where did this kid get his confidence......?" Why is it so weird?" he felt as if the blade had turned red.

"Senior brother, senior brother, what's wrong with you?"

Hu Sandi turned his head in surprise and saw the panicked look of the two people, obviously the person they were supporting was dead, his face was purple, he must have died of poisoning.

Hu San shouted: "What's the matter!"

One of the thin and tall men cried and said, "Senior Brother Hu, Senior Brother Li, he's dead!"

Hu Sanyi changed his previous humble and polite appearance, maybe this is what he is, he doesn't care about the death of his fellow disciple, "it! Of course I know he's dead! He's poisoned, who poisoned him?"

Another square-faced junior brother said, "No...... I don't know! We, we didn't poison the arrow, it must have been him, the monk's hand, he stuck the arrow in Senior Brother Li's leg. He pointed to the void.

Hu San turned to stare at Kong, his eyes already bloodshot and red.

Kong was silent, and Qi Ying'er sneered: "Hmph, do you think we will use such despicable means? You want to kill us! I think it must be one of the two of you who wants to kill his senior brother and blame us for this!"

"Fart!" scolded the square-faced guy.

"You reacted so much! I think you poisoned that man's eight achievements!"

The square-faced guy blushed angrily.

Hu San didn't even turn his head, and said coldly: "Senior Brother Wang, what do you say?"

The tall, thin fellow replied tremblingly, "I ...... Senior Brother Wang, he won't do this, his relationship with Senior Brother Li is so good, how can he ......"

Hu San sneered: "I don't care how Senior Brother Li died, Senior Brother Niu, Senior Brother Wang, I can not investigate the death of Senior Brother Li, I can think that this monk poisoned him." But......" His tone changed, and the faces of Niu and Wang suddenly turned pale, "But, how can the old man believe it? Master must want to see the murderer, what do you say?"

Hu San's eyes were like a knife, cold and cruel.

Beads of sweat the size of beans flowed from their faces, and they looked at each other, and at the same time they threw the body surnamed Li on the ground, and said in unison: "We are willing to avenge Senior Brother Li!"

"Okay!" Hu San said with a smile, "There are two junior brothers!"

Qi Ying'er said: "Phew!

The surnamed Niu said: "Senior Brother Wang, that monk has been handed over to you!"

The surnamed Wang didn't have time to be surprised, the one surnamed Niu had already jumped over, and a tiger claw grabbed Qi Ying'er Tianling, the momentum was fierce, and there was really some momentum of a tiger descending the mountain.

Sora was also secretly surprised, he didn't expect the disciples of the White Crane Gang to have such skills. But when I looked closely, I smiled dumbly, but I didn't expect this person's move to look like a tiger's claw, but it was worse than a cat's claw.

Qi Ying'er didn't know any martial arts of various sects, and when he saw that the man grabbed the top of his head, he subconsciously put his sword horizontally above and pointed it at the tiger claw surnamed Niu.

But in this way, a large gap was revealed in front of him.

The corners of the surname Niu's mouth lifted, it seemed that he felt that he had made a wise choice, this kid didn't know how to do any effort.

He saw Qi Ying'er draw his sword. What about you. out.

And Qi Ying'er put down her raised hand as if she was fine, the only difference was that she didn't know. , he had an extra footprint on his chest.

The whole thing surnamed Niu fell to the ground, covered in mud.

His face was contorted into an incredible look of surprise and pain, and the pain in his feet made his lips white.

"You, how are you ......" he looked at Qi Ying'er in horror.

"I didn't do anything, what's wrong with you?" Qi Ying'er looked unaware, which made the surnamed Niu even more annoyed.

He struggled to his feet, the pain making him tremble. Obviously, he had no way to deal with Qi Ying'er.

"You, don't you know martial arts?"

Qi Ying'er put away her sword and said with a smile: "I never said that I wouldn't." ”

"But you ...... just now," he suddenly shouted, "so you were playing tricks on me!"

Qi Ying'er put the sword into the scabbard, "What, are you the only ones who can play tricks?"

"Why did you put your sword away?"

"Do you still have what it takes to kill me?"

"You ......"

The surnamed Niu was already extremely angry, he ignored the broken foot, and pounced on Qi Ying'er, Qi Ying'er's eyes were like torches, there was no murderous aura, but there was an abnormal sense of oppression.

The surnamed Niu seemed to feel this, and showed a little hesitation in his movements, and at this moment, Qi Ying'er felt that the dantian was faintly hot, and the heat flow slowly flowed to his hands, as if it was completely out of conditioned reflex, he pushed out his hands.

The man surnamed Niu suddenly felt a wave of heat rushing to his face, the heat wave burned his eyes, and at that moment he seemed to smell a burning smell. Then he suddenly felt a heavy blow in his abdomen and chest, and he flew out again, his eyes were black, unconscious, and he might never wake up again.

Hu San and the man surnamed Wang were shocked. Hu San saw that there were obviously two burnt marks on the clothes surnamed Niu, which were in the shape of palms. The charred meat of the surnamed Niu was exposed, and it still exuded a burst of burnt smell.

Hu San couldn't see through Qi Ying'er's trick, he thought it was a straightforward trick, no matter who could easily dodge it, even if Senior Brother Niu was lame, there was no reason why he couldn't dodge this trick.

Moreover, he just pushed out two palms, and actually burned the skin of Senior Brother Niu, this strange evil sect's martial arts was something he had never heard of or seen.

Kong was also surprised, he was a little happy in his surprise, he never expected Qi Ying'er's skills to be so refined.

The surnamed Wang was already dumbfounded, and he shouted: "Senior Brother Niu!"

Sora suddenly walked around in front of him and said with a smile: "Do you still have the kung fu to care about others?"

Sora suddenly stretched out his fist from his wide sleeve and struck straight at the face door surnamed Wang. The side of the surname Wang's face raised his left hand, wanting to unload the strength of the empty punch.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he touched Kong's arm, his strength was lightly wrapped around Kong, and he was unloaded first. The fierce momentum of Kong Fangcai was completely gone, and it turned into a boxing technique similar to Wudang Taiji, sticking to the surname Wang's left hand like a vine, making it difficult to get out.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the surnamed Wang immediately raised his right hand, turned his fist into a palm, and slashed at the empty waist.

Where to give him a chance, his left hand clenched into a fist, stretched it vertically, and blocked it in front of his waist, and his right hand was still sticking to the left hand surnamed Wang.

The surnamed Wang thought: "If you overcome rigidity with softness, I will give you a quick knife to cut through the mess!"

Thinking to himself, his speed suddenly accelerated, and using his palm as a knife really meant a bit of a fast knife.

He was smug, but as soon as he touched his empty left arm, he felt a pain, and he hurriedly retracted his palm and wanted to jump away.

The left and right hands took the opportunity to withdraw at the same time, and with empty force, he pressed his hands according to his strength, and slapped the surname Wang on the chest.

The surnamed Wang suddenly leaned back, reducing his strength a little, but he still staggered a few steps to stabilize his body.

The surnamed Wang said: "Sure enough, there are two hits." ”

Kong smiled and said: "Amitabha, this Wang donor seems to be much stronger than that cow donor. ”

"You dare to insult my junior brother!" Although he was annoyed, he was still very sensible, and he was already feeling very struggling in just two moves, and the monk didn't seem to sweat at all.

What made him strange was that he couldn't understand the monk's martial arts path. Neither like Shao * Gong, nor like Wudang Kung Fu, one soft and one rigid, it is incredible. The man surnamed Wang hurriedly glanced at his right hand, and found that the fishline had swelled, and he had just hit his empty arm as if he had hit a stick made of fine iron.

Hu San has been watching from the sidelines, and sighed slightly: "It seems that these two people are not easy to deal with!"

Qi Ying'er was very happy when she saw that Kong easily dealing with the disciple of the White Crane Gang, and said with a smile: "Kong! teach him a good lesson! Let him know what will happen if he wronged you!"

Empty Dao: "Amitabha, the king is the benefactor, the poor monk will not hurt you, stop it quickly!"

The surname Wang said angrily: "Shut up!" He glanced at Hu San, who was standing on the wall in the distance, Hu San looked at him with an indifferent expression, he knew that Hu San would definitely not help him this time.

He hated in his heart: "That's it! Now that the matter is over, I can only fight hard." ”

He gritted his teeth and pulled something out of his arms.

Qi Ying'er shouted, "Empty! Beware of hidden weapons!"

Sora mentions the spirit, the surname Wang let go, it is not a hidden weapon, but a handful of white dust, because Sora is unwilling to leave him, the wind direction happens to be towards him again, that powder will easily pounce on himself, Sora has no chance to dodge at all.

The man surnamed Wang saw that he was about to succeed, and as long as he stuck to the empty space or sucked it in a little, he would definitely die, and then there would be only one person left! Although that person was more strange, he believed that he could deal with him better than the bull master.

He picked up the nail and shot into the air.

With a wave of his empty sleeves, he covered his mouth and nose with one hand, and rolled the funeral nail in his sleeve with the other hand, but the white powder could not be avoided.

"It's done!" said the king with great joy.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew against the direction of the wind just now The white powder was blown back by this gust of wind when it was a few inches away from the air, and it drifted towards the surnamed Wang faster.

The surnamed Wang was caught off guard, and the whole person was wrapped in the powder he had just spilled.

He grabbed his neck with both hands, stuck out his tongue, and breathed desperately, but he couldn't get any air in. His face turned purple, and he finally fell to the ground with convulsions, only to stop moving for a moment.

When I saw the porcelain makeup, I couldn't help but be a little afraid, in case this powder was sprinkled on my body...... Fortunately, the wind has changed...... Wrong!

The wind has changed so timely!

Suddenly, he turned around, but saw a person standing behind Hu San, his white eyebrows and slight beard, his face was pale, and he was as serious as a marble statue.

It was he who saved Sora!