The thieves outside the village were intimidating the old man in the village, and seemed to be suppressed by the sudden appearance of the three people, there was silence inside and outside the village, and after a small half of the tea work, the group of thieves woke up and burst into laughter. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The old man in the village said urgently: "Golgo, kings, heroes, he, he, a few of them are not from my village, what they do has nothing to do with our Zhaojiazhuang!"

The gang of thieves didn't pay attention to the old man in the village at all, the bald man pushed aside the crowd and walked out, took off a stainless steel eyebrow stick from the horse, jumped off the horse, and laughed twice: "Xiao Catch quickly, Lao Tzu is a good man Zhang San in Ma'anshan, he was born to kill people and set fires, but you came to take Lao Tzu." ”

Mo Qingyan looked at this person carefully a few times, and suddenly his heart moved, sneered, and shouted: "What a good man Zhang San in Ma'anshan, when did Zhang Jitang, the famous gossip soul chaser in Zhenzhou Yangwei Martial Arts Hall, change his career to become a bandit in Ma'anshan? What is the purpose of your coming here? You are not here for money at all, and you have never thought of keeping Zhaojiazhuang alive, yes or no?"

"You're looking for death!" Zhang Jitang didn't expect Mo Qingyan to have such a wide range of knowledge, with the blade in his hand, he broke his identity in one word, he was ashamed and angry, he shouted violently, his body shook, and with a "whew", the steel rod smashed towards the top of Mo Qingyan's head.

Mo lightly said that he saw the fierce situation, and did not dare to fight the enemy, and mentioned the true qi in the dantian, and made a "unloading" word, his body flashed to the left, and the treasure knife slashed obliquely, and cut it along the stainless steel rod towards Zhang Jitang's fingers.

Zhang Jitang's martial arts are also extraordinary, how could he cut his fingers, snorted coldly, let go of his right hand, pushed with his left hand, and made a move "Phoenix nodded", pointing directly at Mo Qingyan's chest.

Mo was helpless, so he had to withdraw the knife, his body turned like a spinning top, and the treasure knife kept hitting the steel rod with "clanging", and leaned towards Zhang Jitang.

If Mo Qingyan was approached closely, the steel rod would be useless, and Zhang Jitang would have already lost fifty percent of this fight, so how could he let Mo Qingyan bully him? Zhang Jitang took a step back from the stick and slammed Mo Qingyan's waist with the tail of the stick.

Mo lightly said that he didn't dare to fight the enemy, and the treasure knife slammed the steel rod obliquely, and took advantage of the situation to turn over and jump backwards.

"Good stick method, the gossip soul chasing stick is really worthy of its reputation!" Mo praised lightly.

"You're not bad," Zhang Jitang said coldly, "Come again!"

Zhang Jitang's tricks are taking a fierce road, the trick is heavy, no need to make false moves, as long as he is rubbed and knocked a little bit, it is inevitable that the tendons will be broken and fractured, facing Li Fengyun's road, he can see that his blood is boiling, his heart moved, and suddenly shouted: "Big brother, let me this bald man, Lao Tzu likes this way!"

Hearing this, Zhang Jitang was so angry that he almost vomited blood, this sentence was too ambiguous, he heard it: "Let me give this rabbit, Lao Tzu likes this way!" He is a figure who has been famous for more than 20 years, even if he is an enemy, he will not insult him like this, he was furious in his heart, and shouted: "The kid is bold!" Abandon Mo Qingyan, the steel rod smashed straight at Li Fengyun's head, vowing to smash this unladylike wild boy into pulp.

"It's a good time!" Li Fengyun also shouted, but he didn't care about the stainless steel rod smashed on his head, he opened the broken firewood knife, and used the second style of the Qinglong Slash to "sweep away the thousands of troops", took two steps forward, and slashed at Zhang Jitang at the waist, and the sword was as fast as the wind.

Zhang Jitang was shocked, his move "stick smashed Nanshan" no matter whether Li Fengyun was flashing or fighting, he had a strain after the move, once it was unleashed, like the water of the Yellow River, surging endlessly, unstoppable, Li Fengyun always had omissions, a careless move, he would die under his steel stick, but he didn't expect this wild boy to be unstoppable, but he used the trick of dying with him.

Of course, his stick can smash Li Fengyun's brain, but Li Fengyun's knife will also cut him in the waist. Even though Li Fengyun had already died at that time, this knife may not be able to kill him, but injuries are inevitable, in this public, he was cut by a wild boy who had just debuted, where did he gossip about the face of the soul chaser, and how to see people in the future.

In the electric light, Zhang Jitang didn't dare to think about it, so he stubbornly put away the steel rod and blocked it.

only heard a loud sound of "bell", Zhang Jitang's arms shook, his heart was shocked, and he said secretly: "This kid has so much strength." Seeing that Li Fengyun took advantage of the power of the rebound, he immediately withdrew the knife, turned around and slashed again, from the left side. Zhang Jitang hurriedly raised his internal force again, took a step back, and still blocked with a stick.

"Bell" was another loud bang, Zhang Jitang's arm was slightly numb, and he was about to take advantage of the situation to attack, but Li Fengyun turned around and slashed again, from top to bottom, from the right side, a few points faster than the previous knife.

As a last resort, Zhang Jitang had to take another step back, raise his stick to block, and listen to the sound of "bell", the knife flashed again, and Li Fengyun's broken firewood knife had been slanted up from the lower left.

In this way, Li Fengyun slashed eight times in a row, and Zhang Jitang retreated seven steps in a row.

"Sweeping thousands of armies" is a variety of eight knives, the knife takes advantage of the situation, one knife is faster than the other, and one knife is more fierce than the other.

Zhang Jitang was furious and was about to counterattack, when he suddenly saw a flash of sword light in front of him, and Li Fengyun used "sweeping thousands of troops" again, forcing him to block again. In this way, Li Fengyun "swept thousands of troops" five times in a row, and Zhang Jitang almost retreated to the group of thieves.

Everyone looked at it strangely, the general master made a move, and he would not make a repeat move, for fear that the other party would see through the reality and fall into passivity, this wild boy continued to make one move five times in a row, and there was no change from beginning to end, but Zhang Jitang was forced to such a point.

But after thinking about it, if this move is cut at himself, he can only block it like this, because this move is too fast, too fierce, and Li Fengyun is obviously a stunned young man who doesn't want to die, just the so-called evil is afraid of the horizontal, the horizontal is afraid of the stunned, and the stunned is afraid of dying, when he encounters an opponent who intends to die with others with this kind of move, he is so powerful that he slashes forty times in a row, and he doesn't have a panting guy, what else can he do?

In fact, it is not that there is no change in "sweeping the former army", but that Li Fengyun has only been practicing this trick for a long time, and he can't make any changes in it, if he is a drunken Taoist, even if he doesn't use internal strength, his strength is not as good as Li Fengyun's, and he uses the same trick, but he is afraid that it only takes a few knives to cut Zhang Jitang into two. Then again, if it was really a drunken Taoist, how could Zhang Jitang dare to fight against him?

Mo Qingyan originally wanted to tell Li Fengyun to be careful, but when he saw such a scene, his mouth opened wide and he couldn't speak for a long time.

Du Ruyue puffed out her eyes wide, and muttered to herself: "Is this okay?"

Zhang Jitang's face turned red with shame, and he shouted: "Stop, what kind of knife are you?

Li Fengyun saw that he had killed the other party's front, and he was also a little weak-hearted, so he retreated, his face trembled twice, and the horizontal knife laughed and said: "To deal with your miscellaneous, this trick is enough, Lao Tzu's knife, called the pig killing knife, specializes in killing the kind of beasts in the world that have a face and no skin, and have a human form and no heart." ”