"Good boy, you're trying to disfigure me!"

Although Bai Zhantang is ugly, thin, yellow and thin, and looks like a sick man, he is also very face-saving.

Uh--why is that so awkward.

In short, his face sank, and his hands were pushed out, as if sealed.

But the Ouchi guard who shot was obviously also an experienced person, but he didn't make a single punch, and then the punch had already arrived. Then there is the elbow and knee attack, like a storm. Bai Zhantang thought that he could force the other party to draw his sword, and he would be able to use his weapon, but unfortunately, he fell into a situation of being beaten as soon as he missed the move.

The imperial guard practiced kung fu all over his body. Blow after blow, as if with a thousand catties of huge force, far beyond ordinary people, his arms were numb.

"Bai Zhantang" sank in his heart, secretly screaming badly, knowing that he was careless. If it was someone else, it would be fine, but he was really thin, with a yellow face and thin muscles, like a sick man, he was playing with a clever and dexterous game, and he knew that it was such a hard hit, and Xu Qing should be allowed to make a move. Xu Qing, one of the five rats on the empty island, a native of Datong, Shanxi, was born as a blacksmith, can explore eighteen holes in the mountain, ranks third, and is known as the "pangolin mouse". Hand makes a knife, great force.

With the other party, it is the real general to meet the good material, chess to meet the opponent.

It's a pity that Jiang Ping's brain is too active. thought that by pretending to be Bai Zhantang and rescuing the three sisters of the Bai family, he could heroically save the beauty and hug the beauty, but the reality was a blow to the head. Facing the first one, he was about to hit the street.

Now that he has lost the opportunity, he can only support it hard, hoping that his opponent will do his best to reveal his flaws, and then find a chance to fight back.

He didn't want to pretend that he couldn't be forced at all, but was fucked.

"Chen Lin, well done. "Even Zhao Zhen, a layman, can see that his own guards have the upper hand.

Chen Lin did not take credit. After all, someone just entered the palace, and no matter how much attention is paid to the emperor's safety, it can't be over. It's just a pity that the old eunuch in the palace is not here. He was arranged by the emperor to protect the queen and the prince.

Although in Chen Lin's opinion, as long as the official family is safe, then the prince or something, even if there is a case, it would be good to regenerate.

Of course, this is just his idea. After all, Zhao Zhen is the emperor, he gave an order to protect the prince, and Chen Lin is not qualified to oppose it.

Fortunately, there are still masters in the palace. Just this Cong guard, as soon as he made a move, he was as fast as lightning. Punches, feet, elbows, and knees are like mercury pouring on the ground, and the attack is like a tide, as if there are eight arms attacking at the same time.

At that time, Chen Lin chose him at first sight.

Coupled with the cultivation of external skills, the body is strong and round, which also meets the definition of ordinary people as a master.

But this time it was a coincidence, it was Jiang Ping, who was the weakest in his body, and it was impossible for him to be such a scene if he changed to any rat.

Facing a "Bai Zhantang" that could be suppressed by the imperial guards, Shen Shi naturally had no need to make a move. And Shen Shi also saw this Cong guard, when he was pressing "Bai Zhantang" to fight, he was also refusing other people's shots.

Judging from the range of his attack with all his might, if the other guards want to step forward, they must first resist his attack.

Needless to say, this man wants to monopolize it.

Although his speed was fast, it was not so fast that Shen Shi couldn't even interfere. However, Shen Shi did not snatch this merit. He doesn't need it, and he doesn't need it.

Soon the winner will be decided!

The so-called long-term defense must be lost!

Although "Bai Zhantang" struggled to support it, hoping to wait for the interval when the imperial guards were exhausted, it was a pity that he still underestimated the horror of horizontal kung fu.

It is true that internal strength is a necessary cultivation ability for every master, but this does not mean that those who have internal strength must be masters. Otherwise, there will be no masters of "internal strength" on the rivers and lakes who will die under the horizontal practice of kung fu.

When the opponent's hands and feet are hard enough, they can actually be regarded as weapons in hand. Just like this Cong guard, in one breath, he made thirteen punches, six kicks, five elbows, and seven knees.

And "Bai Zhantang" was too conceited, seeing that the other party didn't use weapons, he didn't use them. So he was tragic. Under the continuous impact, the other party slammed open his shelf, and a lightning-fast punch was lightly imprinted on the chest of "Bai Zhantang".

"Poof!"

"Bai Zhantang" spurted out a mouthful of blood suddenly, and his body retreated violently, shooting backwards at a faster speed than when he came.

"Smack. ”

He landed under a bush, his feet softened, and he nearly collapsed.

At this time, people saw that the right chest of "Bai Zhantang" was recessed inward, and the clothes were completely torn, forming a trace of a fist print.

That's the horror of practicing kung fu. Although it has no internal force damage, its heavy fist can also crack the sternum of "Bai Zhantang". Horizontal practice of kung fu is violent destruction, direct and rough, if it is hit in the left chest, at this time "Bai Zhantang" may have burst his heart and died on the spot.

"Xu Qing, Xu Qing, I admit defeat. Let you go. ”

"Bai Zhantang" still had blood stains on the corners of his mouth, his face was pale, and he supported his figure, but he shouted behind him.

As soon as the guards heard his shout, they immediately became vigilant. He turned out to be not alone, but also a member of the party.

"Hey......

When "Bai Zhantang" opened his mouth to admit defeat, the rockery behind the tree let out a burst of smug laughter: "How is it, fourth!"

"You are willing to lose the bet, and from now on, you must not attack them again. ”

"Bai Zhantang's face was pale, and a word was squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Good!"

"Haha, then I'll laugh at our sister. A bald man came out from under the rockery, he seemed to have won something, and as soon as he came out, he laughed and was very happy.

At this time, "Bai Zhantang" was dripping blood in his heart, as soon as they heard about the Bai family sisters, they immediately rushed over, and he also won his third brother and had the right to play the fifth brother Bai Zhantang.

They are five rats, whether they are outsiders or themselves. All admit one thing, that is, their fifth brother is the most handsome.

Originally, their eldest brother Lu Fang was barely regarded as a handsome uncle, but since the Bai family sisters appeared. They unanimously agreed that the most handsome was the old five family.

Look at the bloodline of others, how can they be so beautiful?

Such beautiful girls, naturally, the fertilizer water only flows into their own fields. It doesn't matter if it's the fourth or the third, don't you want to marry one? Even the second child wants to.

Jiang Ping thought that he could be a hero to save the beauty and be the first to hold the beauty, but now it seems that he underestimated the master of the palace. How to say that it is also the emperor's house, not a copycat bandit, and it can be solved by registering for a registration number. Now it's up to the third child.

Fortunately, there are three sisters in the Bai family, even if he misses, as long as Xu Qing rescues someone, he will also have his credit. He is still confident in the distance. After all, there are three beauties, not one. They have five brothers, remove the married eldest and remove the fifth brother of the family, leaving one brother, one for each person, just right, not wasted at all.