Suddenly there was a light.

The bright moon has not yet risen in the east, so it is not moonshine.

It's the faint glow of the candle flame.

A ray of light, emanating from the house next door, was weak and trembling, but it suddenly dispelled the darkness of the small alley.

"I remember that there were no people living here, did you move here after I left home?" murmured picturesquely, the house of the candle-lit was just a short walk from her house.

"The people in the house, it's amazing. Xu Daoqing said, his eyes seemed to burn in an instant, and the light of his eyes and the candle flame reflected each other.

"Bang dang. ”

The wooden door of the house suddenly opened, and when I looked in, I could see a huge black shadow on the wall.

The people in the room did not speak, but a long bench flew out.

Xu Daoqing caught it, took two steps back, put the bench away, and let Ruhua sit on it.

"Are there sticks?" he asked.

Before he could finish speaking, a long black shadow collided head-on.

Xu Daoqing picked it up again, this time he didn't retreat, and his two feet were firmly nailed to the ground like nails.

The long black shadow had fallen into his hand, and it was indeed a stick.

More than two meters long.

Not wooden sticks, but bamboo sticks.

"Thank you. Xu Daoqing held the bamboo stick and stood in front of the picture.

Not far away, there were already dense footsteps, like raindrops.

The people who fought did not abandon the horse and the third child, and thirty good men rushed to surround the small alley.

"Up!" the lean middle-aged man shouted, and with a wave of his hand, a group of people rushed forward with a muffled voice, like moths that pounced on the flames.

"Whew!"

Sitting on a bench, she lights a cigarette, takes a deep breath, closes her eyes, and exhales the smoke. She let the smoke envelop her, her lips slightly opened, and a soft and tactful voice echoed: "The night is getting deeper, don't make me wait too long." ”

Xu Daoqing nodded.

The next moment, the bamboo stick trembled!

Thirty brave warriors were brave enough to carry long knives or short axes to kill.

The roads in the small alleys are narrow enough to accommodate a maximum of three people in parallel, but the thugs are clearly "battle-hardened" and orderly, without a hint of chaos.

They were extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, the three people who rushed to the front were less than three meters away from Xu Daoqing.

"Kill!"

As soon as the roar came out, before his body could pounce forward, he saw a long dark shadow, like a spiritual snake coming out of a hole, split into three in an instant, and hit the chest of the three people.

Xu Daoqing held one hand at the end of the bamboo stick, and immediately sank down, the stick in his hand stabbed out, three stabs in a row, the bamboo stick seemed to be light and fluttering, but it made the three thugs in front fly out directly.

Xu Daoqing didn't stop!

took half a step forward, and the other hand also held the bamboo stick, and then, the waist twisted, the body was half-rotated, and the hands danced, and suddenly, the stick shadow continued!

The bamboo sticks whistled like a dragon's groan.

In the void, it seems that a dragon has really been conjured, shaking its head and tail!

"Bang bang bang!" In the muffled sound, six more thugs were hit, involuntarily hitting the walls on both sides of the alley, wailing and falling to the ground.

"Gorou gossip stick!" the middle-aged man exclaimed in shock, his eyes wide as he stared at the stick-wielding figure in the crowd.

After more than 20 years of fighting, the middle-aged man knows a lot of national martial arts, especially the famous stunts of the seven martial arts halls in Beiping, although he has never practiced, but he has seen it many times and can recognize it.

What shocked and puzzled him at this moment was why the martial artists from the south of the Yangtze River were so skillful in displaying the martial arts of Beiping?

And Xu Daoqing's stick method has changed.

By the Jiaohua Snake!

The dragon's momentum is arrogant and domineering, but the green snake is flexible and tricky, and it is also more vicious!

"Martial arts practice to the highest level, ten thousand laws are like one law, and the fist method and the stick method have their own similarities!"

One end of Xu Daoqing's grip on the stick did not move, but the other end had become a layer of phantoms.

"Hissing" sound continues, from which it seems to burst out of countless cyan snakes, and there are crane cries in all directions, above the green snake, there are still white shadows, is a flock of cranes, they bring not peace, but killing, crane claws stretch, sharp claws flickering cold light.

There was no room for resistance at all, and there were eight more thugs, and crimson blood marks appeared on the eyebrows, throat, collarbones, knees, etc., making them instantly unconscious.

The power of the snake-shaped trick hand integrated into the stick method is terrifying!

"Throw the axe, throw the axe!"

The lean middle-aged man shouted hoarsely.

More than ten short axes flew out with his shout, like meteors cutting through the void and slashing directly at Xu Daoqing.

Xu Daoqing does not retreat but advances, and his stick method has new changes!

It's not so much a stick as a rope.

In the human eye, the originally straight bamboo stick was strangely bent.

Xu Daoqing was dancing the stick, dancing the stick like a wind wheel, and the speed of his dance seemed to be slow, but it was actually extremely fast. He weaved a web with the shadow of his stick and blocked all the axes.

Tai Chi stick!

"Ah!" a scream rang out, and one of the thugs was caught off guard, unable to dodge the dagger flying back, and he was struck the shoulder, the blade of which was embedded in the flesh, and most of his entire arm was removed.

Blood flows.

The rich smell of blood quickly dissipated.

Xu Daoqing smelled the smell of blood, and the light in his eyes was also dyed with a deep red ......

The middle-aged man didn't dare to look at Xu Daoqing's eyes, let alone stay here.

"Run!"

He only shouted, and took the lead in crawling out of the small alley and disappearing into the night.

The rest of the thugs were already frightened and were about to flee with them, when there was already a whistling wind behind them.

"Click!"

The bamboo stick slashed backwards, and in the middle of the process, it could not withstand the tremendous force and cracked, but it finally struck a thug on the back.

The thug's back was directly blurred with flesh and blood, and he flew out like a cannonball, crashing into the other thug.

The other thug also flew up and crashed straight into the third thug......

Immediately after that, there was the fourth, and then the fifth......

In an instant, the remaining thugs were like bowling balls, staggering and wailing.

Xu Daoqing was still holding the broken bamboo stick, stunned for a long time, suddenly came back to his senses, and said to himself: "The power of the fist in Xingyi Boxing is so powerful, no wonder Duan Shanhe can be the leader of martial arts for 30 years, and Xingyi Boxing Gym has always been the first martial arts gym in Beiping." ”

As he spoke, he let go of the bamboo stick, only to find that his palm had been cut by a piece of bamboo, and a drop of blood oozed out and slipped down.

Xu Daoqing pinched his hand, turned around, and said to the figure in the house next to him: "Ruined Your Excellency's stick ......"

"To be able to see such earth-shattering kung fu, a stick, what is it?" the voice was a little deliberately hoarse.

As soon as she finished smoking a cigarette, she stood up, held a long bench, and placed it in front of the door, and was about to lean out and look into the room, only to see that it was dark.

The candle in the house suddenly went out.

"Smack!"

The cabin also closes automatically.

"It's time for us to go back......"