Hai Canglan and the old beggar sat at a table next to them, one holding a bamboo chopstick, pointing and pointing.

"You see I've won, I'll just say, this boy can make the two of them lose so much that they can't even find a home with just one move!" the old beggar laughed.

"Eh, I'm afraid it's not over yet...... Hai Canglan said with a smile.

The strong man's nephew was already stunned and sat on the ground.

The old man in brocade stretched out his hand to wipe his cheek, and when he looked at it, it was bright red blood.

There was a strange fierce light in his eyes.

"Eagle strikes the sky...... Yang Yuanzhi, who are you?" asked the old man in brocade with a voice that almost trembled.

Hearing him say his master's name, Xing Ke's eyes swept lightly from him, then took out a piece of silver from his sleeve, threw it at the little brother who was hiding under the table, put the sword into the sheath, and turned around and went downstairs.

"Don't go!" After a pause, the old man in brocade suddenly shouted.

Then, he jumped down from the corridor and chased after Xing Ke's back in a green shirt in the sparse crowd on Huayang Street on a rainy night......

Hai Canglan said to the old beggar beside him: "This scene is not over yet, do you still want to see the excitement?"

The old beggar nodded vigorously at Hai Canglan.

"Then don't keep up!"

As they spoke, the two also jumped down the corridor......

The drizzle drifted down from the dark night, and Xing Ke walked through the brightly lit Huayang Street to the uninhabited official road on the outskirts of the city.

The light of the city's lanterns illuminated his grim face through the rain and mist.

"You stop me!" the old man in brocade behind him chased after him.

"I didn't want to kill you, but you pestered me again and again to make me change my mind. Xing Ke stopped, he turned his back to the old man, and said coldly.

"Hmph, don't think I don't know who you are! You are holding a blood-drinking sword in your hand, and the move that stabbed me in the restaurant just now is the most powerful trick in the Flying Eagle Thirteen Styles, the eagle strikes the sky, quickly say, where is Yang Yuanzhi?" the old man in brocade asked sharply.

"He's dead. Xing Ke replied coldly.

"You say he's dead?" the old man in brocade was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly laughed wildly.

"Hahahaha...... I didn't expect that this fierce lackey was already dead! What a sight to be! It's a pity that I can't slash this thief!"

"If he hadn't stolen the secret book and stabbed me in my door back then, causing me to almost lose my life, I would be the head of the Po Sa Sect today, not my incompetent junior brother!" said the old man in brocade angrily.

"You are his son, right? The so-called father's debt is repaid by the son, since I can't kill Yang Yuanzhi with my own hands, I will kill his son today to relieve the hatred in my heart!"

As he spoke, the old man in brocade had already risen into the air and slashed out a palm towards Xing Ke's back heart.

The leaves beside the official road were shaken down by the palm wind, and the drizzle fell one after another, instantly spreading a thick layer on the muddy floor.

Xing Ke turned his head suddenly, put the blood-drinking sword in front of him with one hand, and easily took the palm of the old man in brocade in front of him.

After a moment of stalemate, the old man in brocade fell back and sighed: "I didn't expect that at your age, you have such a deep internal strength. ”

"Hehe, old man, you can't beat him, so run for your life!" The old beggar and Hai Canglan also caught up, and the old beggar teased at the old man in brocade.

"Hmph, although I, Shen Pingyan, am not the head of the family, but I am also a figure with a head and a face in the rivers and lakes, since I met the son of a thief today, I will fight for my life, and I will never escape!" shouted the old man in brocade.

"Oh, it turns out that you are Shen Pingyan, the famous Elder Zuo of the Po Sect...... If someone else says this, it will still be like a hero! It's a pity that if you can't say it from your mouth, no one will believe it!" Hai Canglan also said.

"What do you mean?" Shen Pingyan suddenly asked with an angry glare at Hai Canglan.

"Two years ago, on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, in order to curry favor with the Eclipse Moon Sect, you robbed them of money in the border city of Rongxiang Kingdom, and later your identity was exposed, and in order to preserve your reputation, you killed all the villagers in the two villages in the border city. Hai Canglan continued.

"You...... How do you know?" asked Shen Pingyan in horror.

"Hmph, you wanted to slaughter the whole village back then, but unfortunately, a child still escaped from your clutches, I wandered to the border city and saved the child, it was he himself. ”

"A wicked person like you, even if you cut it with a thousand knives, it is not too much, today, even if this cold-faced boy doesn't kill you, I will take your dog's life!" Hai Canglan said decisively.

"Eh, I didn't expect you old thing to be so bad, in vain I called Hua just now and almost really regarded you as a backbone hero!" the old beggar also scolded.

When Shen Pingyan saw that the three of them were walking towards him, he immediately changed his face in fright, suddenly knelt on the ground, and cried and begged for mercy: "I was also deceived by Yuan Guyin's demon girl, so I did something wrong, and I ask you heroes to surround my life......"

Hai Canglan and the old beggar were taken aback when they saw his face and move so quickly, the two glanced at each other, and before they could get closer, they saw Shen Pingyan wave his sleeves, and in an instant, dozens of silver needles fell like rain.

Hai Canglan and the old beggar turned around a few agilely, like spring swallows in the air.

When they arrived, each person had a dozen silver needles in their hands.

The old beggar took one look, immediately let go of his finger, and the silver needle fell into the mud.

"Ah, there is still poison, this man is really ruthless!" the old beggar sighed.

At this time, in the dim rain and mist, a cold light suddenly flashed, and the light was like a goshawk's wings cutting through the inky sky, cold and arrogant, majestic.

The two of them looked into the air together.

I saw that the green shirt was cold, the sword was sharp, reflecting the lights in the distance, flashing with a terrifying cold light, and flew straight towards Shen Pingyan's left eye......

"Flying Eagle Thirteen Style, it's really powerful!" Hai Canglan said secretly in his heart.

But when the sword was about to touch Shen Pingyan's eyes, the person who suddenly took out the sword took the sword.

The three of them all looked at Xing Ke in great surprise.

He frowned, as if he remembered something, stood in front of Shen Pingyan, looked down at the blood-drinking sword in his hand, and was silent for a while.

After a pause, he turned around indifferently and walked into the distance.

The fright just now caused beads of sweat and rain to slip down from Shen Pingyan's forehead, he gasped violently, and suddenly yelled at Xing Ke, who was leaving: "Why did you suddenly withdraw your sword?" haha...... I know, it turns out that you are the same as Yang Yuanzhi, although you dare to snatch the sword spectrum, although you hold a domineering blood-drinking sword, you are actually a bad seed who is afraid of killing!"

Before his words could be silenced, the blood-drinking sword had already pierced into his chest.

"You are not allowed to insult him again. Xing Ke leaned over to him and whispered.

His voice didn't rise or fall in the slightest, and his eyes were colder than the blade in his hand.

Shen Pingyan's eyes widened, he couldn't speak, and fell to the ground, blood mixed with rain rippling around him......

When the old beggar and Hai Canglan approached, Xing Ke had already collected his sword and disappeared into the vast rain and fog......

"His sword is fast. It's been a long time since I've seen a sword so fast. Hai Canglan said.

"Hehe, although I haven't seen you sword, but I believe that your sword skills will never be under his sword skills, if one day the two of you can fight, it will definitely be very exciting. The old beggar said with a smile.

"Hehe, you're hiding so deeply, I'm a little curious about who you are. Hai Canglan smiled.

As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed the old beggar's hair and mustache, and said with a smile: "In addition to your identity, could it be that even your hair and beard are fake?"

The old beggar screamed in pain, and quickly grabbed his hand and shouted, "Oh, oh, it hurts me to death, I just drank a few bowls of wine from you, are you doing this to me?"

Hai Canglan let go with a smile.

The old beggar continued: "I can't tell you my identity now, but my withered body and worthless old face are like fakes!"

"Hehe, it seems that you didn't lie to me this time. Oh, by the way, why did Shen Pingyan say just now that Yang Yuanzhi didn't dare to kill people?" Hai Canglan asked.

"Yang Yuanzhi, I haven't seen it, but a few decades ago, he was definitely one of the best people in the rivers and lakes, and the prestige of the Flying Eagle Hero, I'm afraid there are few people who don't know. The old beggar said.

"But I also heard that this person is indeed a person with a story, according to legend, in the early years he was a person of the Flame of the Moon, and he worshiped the Yunyan Sect halfway, but within a few years, he returned to the Flame of the Moon, and was promoted to the Silver Gate, but not long after entering the Silver Gate, he regained his free body. ”

"The fierceness of the Han Zhu is harsh and ruthless, and he is famous all over the world, but he can tolerate two in and two out, and his ability must be unusual. In these decades, no killer has been like him. ”

"After he re-entered the Fierce of the Han Dynasty, although he snatched a lot of sword book secrets for the Silver Gate, and also injured many masters of the rivers and lakes, but there were very few people who died under his sword, I heard that this is because he made a heavy oath in front of the Yan Yu Zhenren when he worshiped the Yun Yan Sect that day, saying that he would never easily hurt people's lives in this life, although the Yan Yu Zhenren had already driven the crane to the west, but Yang Yuanzhi still kept his oath, so it seems that although he was born in the Fierce of the Han Dynasty, this Yang Yuanzhi is not a kind of evil person. The old beggar sighed.

Hearing this, Hai Canglan suddenly had a little more respect for Yang Yuanzhi, and nodded in agreement.

"Eh, by the way, I remember you said in the restaurant, when you have money, you invited me to drink, hehe...... Does it still count?" the old beggar suddenly changed his words and asked Hai Canglan with a smile.

"Then I also remember, when you were begging for wine downstairs, you said that who invited you to drink Linjiang Chun, you just obeyed his dispatch, does it count?" Hai Canglan also asked with a smile.

"Oh, I didn't expect you to have such a good memory!" said the old beggar in surprise.

"You are a ploppy old flower, I'm afraid that you will pay your debts, how can I have a bad memory?"

"You actually call me Lao Hua now, didn't you call me Uncle Xue respectfully before?" said the old beggar unconvinced.

"Didn't you still look a little bit like Uncle Xue before, but aren't you just a tricky old man now?" Hai Canglan said with a smile.

"No matter, you can call it whatever you want, it's so late, and it's raining, let's go back and rest early." Hey...... By the way, where do you live?" said the old beggar with a hippie smile.

"You...... You don't still want to rub my place to live, do you?" said Hai Canglan, pretending to be angry.

"Hey...... You see, it's raining on this day, and I'm such an old man...... Isn't it? You've invited me to drink, and then invite me to stay for another night, what? Seeing that you are a kind heroic young man, you will not leave me an old man alone, right...... Hey...... What's more, I didn't eat and live for nothing, didn't I promise to listen to you in the future?" the old beggar said with a smile as he walked around Hai Canglan.

"Well, though, you can't afford to pay for what you've said. Hai Canglan said.

"It's not bad, hehe...... By the way, what do you want me to do for you?" asked the old beggar.

"I'm an idler, and I don't know what I want you to do now, so I'll talk about it when I'm done later. Hai Canglan smiled.

"Good, good ......," replied the old beggar.

"However, I walk very fast, and if you can't keep up with me for a while and get lost, it won't be that I won't take you in. ”

While speaking, Hai Canglan raised his breath, and one rose and fell, and he had traveled dozens of feet away.

The old beggar trotted after him, shouting as he ran, "Eh, wait for me......"

When the sea was gone, and there was no longer a figure, the old beggar glanced around, and saw that there was no one, and he also followed the qi to chase after him with light skills, and his body was brisk, like a flying bird Lingbo, chasing the clouds and catching the moon, and went to the inner city......

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