"Poof" sounded softly, and the left palm and the stick were solid: with soft strength, with a shock and a suck, fifty percent of the strength on the knife was eliminated, the qi was concentrated on the right flank, and the right hand was also caught, and the back of Xu Feilong's knife was forced. ．

Xu Feilong knew in his heart that such a close knife was not as convenient as his fists and feet, so he immediately let go, pounced like a tiger, and his iron palm flew quickly, and the palm fell to the person with a "poof", hitting the left ear of the cold rain chief.

"Hey......" Leng Yu Dao Chang screamed wildly, and the sinking tiles under his feet shattered, and the heavy blow force hit him black, and the sky was full of stars, and he turned around and fell.

Xu Feilong laughed wildly, jumped off the center of the street, and walked away to the east.

The cold rain road chief could afford to be beaten, hurriedly got up and grabbed the scabbard on his back, and jumped off the street to chase after him, accompanied by two old Taoists.

The fire in the Chaifu was fired, and the white horse Youlong took advantage of the chaos to enter, lit five fires, and quietly withdrew.

Xu Feilong flew forward, and suddenly saw the figure on the tile surface on the left side of the street, and several black shadows jumped like flying on the tile surface, and couldn't help but feel stunned, and hurriedly pulled off the mask towel, drilled into the alley on the right side of the street, and slipped away.

The street was dark, and the three old Daoists more than ten zhang away behind didn't know that Xu Feilong had slipped away, but they still chased forward, and the cold rain road chief chased while scolding: "The dog thing stops, the poor road wants to skin you." ”

A ghost suddenly floated down on the left tile and stopped it head-on.

Leng Yu Dao Chang was still a little dizzy in front of him, and suddenly he only saw that the other party was not wearing a masked towel, and thought that Xu Feilong had shown his true face, and he wanted to fight to the death with him in the middle of the street, regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, with an angry roar, he pulled out his long sword and swept it fiercely, attacking the opponent's waist.

The other party is a middle-aged man in a green suit, with a long sword on his back, a tall figure, his vision is unclear in the dark, and his appearance is no different from Xu Feilong, so Lao Dao recognized the wrong person and recklessly made the first move, and his anger has made him lose his mind.

The big man took two steps back and shouted, "Stop! ”

How could the Cold Rain Dao Leader hear it? With an angry roar in reply, the sword technique unfolded and swept out again.

The man in Tsing Yi is an expert, he heard the sound of the sword whistling wind, knew that he met a master, and did not dare to be careless, took two steps back and flashed to the side, drew the sword out of the sheath, and made a cold cry, bullying from the right side of the old road, and the "spirit snake spit letter" came out quickly.

The two took over and immediately showed their own mastery and attacked.

The other two old people in the back arrived, they didn't see clearly who the person who had hit Leng Yu before, and they didn't even see the figure clearly, at this time, they saw Senior Brother Leng Yu and people doing it, and they thought it was naturally the person just now.

There were two sudden shouts from the roof, and seven people in Tsing Yi who were also dressed in Tsing Yi floated down one after another. The first man who floated down landed on the ground with his sword unsheathed, and shouted, "Bah! You are so darling! Stop!

The tone was very loud, and the cheers were like thunder. At the same time, there were eight people from the other side, so they hurriedly retreated and shouted in unison: "Senior brother, retreat!"

Leng Yu Dao Chang attacked nine swords in a row, but it was useless, the other party's body was weird, and he found time to hand the sword wildly, neither side took advantage of it, so that his heart gradually cleared, and then saw that there were many people on the other side, and he only had three people, and if it dragged on, it might cause the other party to besiege, so he attacked a sword according to his words and jumped back eight feet.

The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi seemed to know in his heart, and he didn't want to pursue, so he jumped back eight feet and was on guard with his sword.

Eight people in Tsing Yi are in the east, Sanlao Road is in the west, and they are facing each other in the middle of the street, and they are tense.

Leng Yu Dao Leader was on the fire, and shouted angrily: "Little bastard, you have found a helper, and the poor Dao will let you go, the people of Kunling Guanmen don't care about the number of you." ”

The eight people in Tsing Yi were stunned at first, scolded inexplicably, and finally the nameless fire broke out, and the big man in the middle said sharply: "It turns out that you are Taoist priests of Kunlingguan, no wonder you are so arrogant." Old Dao, what do you call the road number of the honorable driver?"

"Poor road cold rain. "Cold Rain Road is a popular roar.

"Who are you scolding?" asked the big man sharply.

"Of course it's scolding him!" said Lao Dao, pointing to the big man who had just fought with him.

For the nameless fire of the big man, he took three steps forward and slapped out.

Leng Yu Dao was even more furious, this middle-aged man was too underestimated, and he actually reached out and slapped him arrogantly after knowing that he was a member of the Kunling Guanmen, how could this be reasonable! He was as angry as a torrent, and the long sword in his hand flashed, and he was on his chest.

How do you know that there are more strong hands in the strong, the palm drawn by the big man seems to be unhappy, but in fact it is weird and fast, halfway the scabbard blocked, it blocked the blade, homeopathic area, the body is still healthy, the tip of the left foot is flickering, and the point is impartial on the tibia of the right foot of the old road.

"Hey...... "Leng Yudao shouted, throwing away his sword and retreating.

The torches on the west side of the street are approaching, and the rest of the old Dao and Chai Baye have already arrived with people.

Seeing that the senior brother was inexplicably repulsed, the two old Daoists were taken aback, and they shouted angrily in unison, and hurried forward with their swords.

The big man pointed forward with his long sword and shouted, "Stop! You are so bold, don't you really want to live?"

The two old men were actually stopped by the majestic shouts of the big Han and stopped.

"Do you know who you are?" asked the big man in a deep voice.

"Aren't you from the White Horse Youlong and the Living Yama?" asked an old Taoist rhetorically.

"Hu said! I have never met these two outlaws. ”

"That'...... Hey, didn't you guys make trouble at the Chai family just now?"

"Hell, the eight of us just arrived in Yilu Town not long ago. ”

Leng Yu Dao Chang stood up straight, angrily pointed at the big man who had done with him before, and shouted angrily: "No matter where you come from, this guy is the one who broke the window and made trouble and escaped, and you can't rely on it." ”

"You're dizzy, you don't care who you are, forgive your ignorance, go to Kun Lingguan to find your head theory, you get out of here!"

The big man's tone made Lao Dao secretly frightened, hesitated for a moment, and asked: "Your Excellency is so big, can you tell me your identity and name?"

"In the next surname Chi, the name on the rivers and lakes is called Boom Thunder. Dahan replied coldly.

The head of the cold rain road was suddenly shocked, and of course he knew that this was a person from the imperial court.

It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that there is a peerless master in the imperial court, and under the guidance of this peerless master, there are four masters in the inner court, who are the most proficient, known as the four gods of cloud, rain, wind and thunder.

These four people are ranked according to the order of the gods of heaven and earth, that is, their status. The most powerful is a woman, called Ziyun Siniang, who seems to be surnamed He, outsiders only know her as He Siniang, as for whether it is her husband's surname, no one can figure it out. I only know that her purple gold mace can crack the stone to open the stele, and the boulder with the size of the grinding plate should be broken by the wedge, and the power is very terrifying.