Chapter 81: Scattered People

As soon as Lin Yu's words fell, all his junior disciples burst out laughing, the things that had been suppressed in their hearts were successfully resolved, and the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect were also in a happy mood. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In this way, Lin Yu began to tell.

On that day, the old man's broken flat pole, the old woman's endless bamboo sticks, and the endless petals of the Great Joy Bodhisattva came towards Lin Yu.

The three of them shot at the same time, the old man's flat shoulder cut through the air and came towards Lin Yu, and the bamboo sticks shot towards Lin Yu like sharp arrows, and the petals flew to imply murder.

The broken sword in Lin Yu's hand showed the first style of guarding the sword to defend his body; the long sword stood horizontally and stopped the bamboo stick and blocked the flat pole, but the flying flower rain was still there, and the killing intent was still obvious.

Lin Yu's figure retreated, the bamboo sticks were coming, but the flat pole blocked his retreat. The petals are flying, but the killing machine is still there.

The white robe was torn, the blood stained the clothes, and the four of them only made four moves each, but it was extremely dangerous, and the slightest carelessness would end in death.

That's it, the killing machine in the petals also makes Lin Yu bloody, if it weren't for Lin Yu's King Kong body, it would be the killing machine in the petals that could crush him.

But even with the miraculous skill of the Two Zen Temples, Lin Yu was also injured a lot, which shows the power of the petals.

Lin Yu's figure was retreating, and in a hurry, the sword in his hand turned into two, two, and three, and it turned into a sword in the sky, and when the sword came out, the petals were shattered, and the bamboo stick in the old lady's hand couldn't help Lin Yu.

The flat burden in the old man's hand was broken, and it became a short section, and Lin Yu jumped out of the encirclement and siege of the three.

Then Lin Yu performed light skills and fled there. The three of them didn't chase after him, because the killing blow couldn't help Lin Yu, and it was useless for him to run away and chase at this time.

Everyone listened to Lin Yu's story very easily, but anyone could hear the danger in it, and the siege of the three veteran Zhengxin Realm masters on the Ascending Dragon List was so easy to dodge.

Even Song Yu, who was sitting there recuperating from his injuries, couldn't help but sigh to himself, giving birth to a sense of admiration.

Coincidentally, Zhou Ruoyu was also telling the disciples of the beggar gang about his breakthrough.

After Zhou Ruoyu and Lin Yu separated, he hurried all the way to Xuzhou City, and rushed to the outside of Xuzhou City when the sky was bright, wanting to continue his journey.

When passing by a tea stall, I heard a shout, "The guest officer has a cup of tea and then leaves."

Originally, it was very strange for a tea stall to appear on this desolate avenue, but at this time, when he heard this shout, Zhou Ruoyu knew that he couldn't leave today.

Zhou Ruoyu walked into the tea stall and saw a guy dressed as a scholar in the distance of the tea stall savoring the tea, and always praised the "good tea" every time he took a sip. It's like a drunkard who is a heavy drinker who has drunk a thousand gold wines.

When Zhou Ruoyu saw this strange scholar, he had already confirmed that this must be the other two among the scattered people.

Everyone in the rivers and lakes knows that the old man is flat, the old woman is affectionate, the scholar loves tea, and the little second loves to hum. Sure enough, there was a little second person who was making tea in the tea stall, and he had a white towel on his shoulder, and he was singing words and songs in a low voice there that I don't know which era.

After Zhou Ruoyu sat down, Xiao Er said, "Guest officer, what do you want to drink?"

Zhou Ruoyu said: "As long as there is water, there are so many things to pay attention to the stinky beggar."

Xiao Er said, "Okay."

Then a large bowl was thrown out of the pantry and stopped steadily on the table where Zhou Ruoyu was sitting, and then tea shot out of the teapot and poured steadily into the big bowl, without a trace of tea overflowing.

He showed extremely powerful kung fu with this hand, and even Zhou Ruoyu couldn't help but be a little impressed and said: "Good kung fu."

Xiao Er at the pantry smiled: "It's just familiar."

But Zhou Ruoyu was unmoved, he took a sip of tea and said, "Thank you for the tea."

Then Zhou Ruoyu got up and wanted to leave, but Xiao Er's voice came again, "Let's have a drink objectively."

As he spoke, the big bowl in front of Zhou Ruoyu was filled with tea again.

Zhou Ruoyu's face changed, and he said: "Called Huazi, I only heard that there are overlord meals, but I didn't expect to meet someone who drinks overlord tea today, and he is also a domineering guest of the store."

The scholar sitting inside said: "Why is this brother so anxious, how can things in this world be as refreshing as drinking tea and enjoying the scenery."

Zhou Ruoyu glanced at the scenery outside the tea stall and found that it was just a vast land, and there was still unmelted snow, what kind of beauty was there.

I couldn't help but say, "I don't want to accompany you." Get up and leave.

The scholar who was sitting at the end got up and came to Zhou Ruoyu's side, blocking his way.

Zhou Ruoyu was so anxious that there would be a delay, a palm was slapped, and a strong palm force was stimulated, and the scholar did not know when a "Book of Songs" appeared in his hand, and the "Book of Songs" blocked Zhou Ruoyu's palm, but the scholar's figure continued to regress, breaking the two wooden pillars of the tea stall.

Four wooden pillars, two broken, the roof on the tea stall fell with a bang, accompanied by Xiao Er's angry scolding, "It's not good for a nerd to run into you every time."

The scholar casually threw away the book of poetry in his hand, the cover of the book of poetry was intact, and when it fell from the scholar's hand, the paper inside turned into powder and floated in the air.

The scholar's words also came from afar, "A gentleman must guard against arrogance and rashness, little second brother, you are angry again."

Xiao Er's scolding voice came again, "Quitting you and the noise".

The scholar smiled bitterly: "I really didn't expect the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending to be so powerful."

Xiao Er scolded again: "Of course, the handicaps inherited by the beggars for thousands of years are extraordinary."

Zhou Ruoyu didn't want to listen to the quarrel between the two at all, but his footsteps moved slightly, and his figure walked into the distance, which was the light skill of the beggar gang.

But his figure appeared in the distance, and a wooden bench appeared in the distance and smashed towards Zhou Ruoyu.

Zhou Ruoyu slapped again, the majestic palm power appeared again, the wooden bench broke, Xiao Er retreated, but at this time, there was a book in the sky coming towards Zhou Ruoyu again, and Zhou Ruoyu's figure retreated and was forced back to the tea stall.

I don't know how many books are in the scholar's pocket, and there are many intact wooden stools in the tea stall.

The reason why Zhou Ruoyu was able to compete with the two powerhouses of the Five Realms of Righteousness was that they were forced to constantly retreat to dissolve the palm power, relying on the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending Palm, which was the palm technique of the Eighteen Palms of the Absolute Yang to Shoot the True Qi of the Palm Print.

But after all, Zhou Ruoyu is a cultivator of the self-cultivation realm to urge this palm method to consume true qi, he has already made two palms, and he doesn't know how many palms he can make.

The scholar has at some point added another copy of the Analects in his hand, and a new bench has been replaced in the small second-hand school. The wooden stick in Zhou Ruoyu's hand struck at the scholar, and the palm of his left hand slapped towards Xiao Er.

The wooden stick broke, the bench shattered, but the corners of Zhou Ruoyu's mouth overflowed with blood, because he was hit by two palms in the chest.

Zhou Ruoyu roared angrily and slapped his palm towards the two of them, one palm was as fast as a palm, and one palm was more violent than the other.

Xiao Er didn't know how many wooden stools were broken, and the scholar didn't know how many books were broken, and a terrifying dragon groan appeared in the room, and the scholar threw out all the books with a scream. Xiao Er scolded angrily and picked up the table of the tea stall.

That's why the two of them were also pale, and blood was spilling from their mouths, and Zhou Ruoyu's figure had already walked away.

The scholar said: "Are these juniors so desperate, fighting and breaking through, and dare to try."

Xiao Er said: "I have a hunch that the eldest brother and sister-in-law are not very peaceful, and sure enough, the money is hard to earn, the is hard to eat, and the juniors are ignorant."

The scholar smiled: "Little second brother, the experience you have summarized without reading is still very incisive."

Xiao Er scolded: "Fart, who doesn't read, Lao Tzu is learning in life."