The gray-clothed man looked at the corner of his clothes and found a hole the size of an egg, which made him instantly turn pale and quickly cover it. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He paused slightly, then straightened his face and said disdainfully: "Isn't it just a handful of rags, what does this matter to me?"

"Hehe, it's none of your business, why do you want to cover up the hole?" Zhuo Yifan pointed to the place where he was blocking.

The gray-clothed man, seeing that the matter was revealed, had no room for maneuver, so a cold light flashed in his eyes and took the lead in attacking.

"Lao Tzu is fighting with you!" With that, he lifted his two forks and rushed in the direction of Zhuo Yifan.

Seeing this, Zhuo Yifan raised his eyebrows, waved his palm, and his body suddenly moved.

The man in gray clothes, the fork wind moved the cold light, piercing Zhuo Yifan's chest, and forcing him to the point.

"Boom......"

Zhuo Yifan swirled and dodged for a while, like a fallen leaf in a whirlwind, swaying the leaves, pulling with his strength, moving his feet like a dragonfly dotting water, and waving his palms like butterflies.

After looking at Huya next to him, he couldn't stop nodding, the reason why he didn't do it was to see if Zhuo Yifan's martial arts had improved.

"Brother Yifan, I didn't expect your Prajna Zen palm to progress so quickly!" Huya said in surprise.

Zhuo Yifan, who was spinning, smiled excitedly when he heard this, and said, "That's it, I wasn't lazy when I practiced, and I played steadily." ”

Seeing that Zhuo Yifan was fighting with him, he was still giggling with Huya, which made the man in gray clothes can't help but burst into anger.

"Yikes!"

The man in gray clothes, with his forks in scissors, the tips of the forks pointed forward, instantly closed and fell, like pruning flowers and trees, and attacked towards Zhuo Yifan's neck.

The two forks rubbed against each other, and there was a sound of metal tearing, which made people panic.

Seeing this, Zhuo Yifan felt numb in the back of his head, this guy shot so hard, he wanted to cut off my head!

After thinking about it, he didn't dare to straighten his neck, even if the other party couldn't cut it off, if he twisted out a hole, then he would have to die.

Then he twisted his waist and spun around, shrunk his neck and bowed his head, and only after several tosses did he escape the killing move of the man in gray clothes.

One move did not stop, one move started again, the double prongs were closed, and Zhuo Yifan was not hurt, at this time he disassembled the double prongs again, attacking with one move and swinging down with one move.

This made Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but be in a hurry, he couldn't take care of the top, he couldn't take care of it, he really couldn't have it both ways, and he was in a dilemma.

He had no other way at this time but to protect the key parts, and all this came too fast for him to think. In a hurry, you can only come by instinct, because when people encounter injury, the first thing to protect is the head, and they naturally regard the head as the key point.

"Sting!"

A sound of cutting rags sounded, and Zhuo Yifan's fluttering corner instantly made a big hole.

Zhuo Yifan hurriedly stepped back, he lifted the breach, raised his eyebrows, and said angrily: "Damn, you dare to tear my new clothes!

Seeing this, the gray-clothed man showed an incredible look on his face, it was unimaginable that he could beat Mu Liangsheng's nephew.

"I thought you were so good! He deliberately knocked on the double fork in his hand and mocked: "For Mu Liangsheng's sake, I can let you go, but I hope that you can keep that matter secret for me." ”

It's not that the man in gray clothes doesn't want to kill him, as the saying goes, it depends on the owner to beat a dog, if he really wants to kill Mu Liangsheng's nephew, with Mu Liangsheng's status in this Jianghu, how can he let himself go, he still understands this Jianghu experience.

When Zhuo Yifan heard this, he smiled faintly and said, "With your status in the rivers and lakes, you are still afraid that people will know, it's really ridiculous!"

The gray-clothed man held back the anger in his heart and said, "Although I am not as good as your grandfather, I am also mixed in the rivers and lakes! ”

After Zhuo Yifan heard this, his face was full of extremely contemptuous expressions, since he knew that the righteousness of the rivers and lakes was the first, he actually did the opposite and killed his friend with his own hands, for the Huangya dart in his hand.

Zhuo Yifan raised his head and laughed, his face was full of disdain and ridicule, and scolded: "Like you, who likes to say high-sounding things, but doesn't do what he says, it's just a stinky and shameless brute! No, it's not even as good as a brute!"

The gray-clothed man, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but tremble a few times, and he suppressed his anger and said: "I don't care if I'm shameless, it's a beast, it's none of your business anyway, the road is facing the sky, let's go one side, no one should get in the way!"

"Hell, it's wishful thinking that an inhuman thing like you wants to walk the highway. Right now, Zhuo Yifan scolded him for the most ugly words in his stomach.

"You?"

The gray-clothed man glared at Zhuo Yifan fiercely, and said angrily, "Are you willing or not?"

"You are such an idiot, Lao Tzu scolded you so ruthlessly, do you mean that you are willing?" After that, seeing that his face was extremely pale, Zhuo Yifan laughed.

"Haha......"

"Boy, since you don't want me to live, how can I make you feel better. Suddenly, the gray-clothed man's eyes became cold and vicious, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Hmph, then suffer death!"

The man in gray snorted coldly, suddenly turned his double forks, and instantly launched an attack on Zhuo Yifan.

Zhuo Yifan spread the corner of the torn clothes in his hand, and waved his hands outstretched, like a roc spreading his wings, responding to the gray-clothed man's rushing moves.

At this moment, a voice shouted to him: "Brother Yifan, let me come!"

The little monk with tiger teeth standing not far away already knew how well Zhuo Yifan's Prajna Zen palm was practiced, and besides, the gray-clothed man had already killed the killer several times, if he didn't make a move, Zhuo Yifan would be very dangerous.

Hearing the voice, I saw a bald-headed little monk coming halfway, and the man in gray clothes had to change the target of the attack to a tiger tooth in an instant.

"Little bald donkey, look for death!"

The gray-clothed man looked at him with murderous intent, and suddenly yelled at it, waving his double forks, glowing with a silver-white edge, and rushed in the direction of the tiger's teeth.

Zhuo Yifan, who had set up his moves, saw that the two were fighting hotly, so he had no choice but to put away his posture and step aside to see how Huya taught him a lesson.

The man in gray clothes kept turning his moves for a while:

"Thorn Head!"

"Mallet waist!"

"Pierce the chest!"

......

Huya is not tall and has a slight disadvantage in size. The opponent's sharp double prongs, it can be said that the forks and forks stab its vital points, in the face of such a powerful offensive, Huya did not dare to touch it, after all, he was a double prong.

So the little monk of Huya dodged smartly:

"Eccentric!"

"Turn around!"

"Retreat!"

...... (To be continued.) )