Shan Boshan stood on a small boat, raised his single knife, and shouted at the storm on the mast: "That ugly man!

"Shan Shaoxia is good!"

"Teach this ugly man a good lesson, so that he knows the rules!"

Naturally, his presence drew a burst of joy from the furious crowd.

Feng Bo laughed evilly: "Hahaha, boy, your Grandpa Feng never bullies the weak, go back and call your family adults!"

With a wave of his hand, he didn't take Shan Boshan in his eyes at all.

This ugly man didn't feel that he had disturbed people's good deeds at all, and he still smiled in the midst of everyone's anger, and didn't take these people in his eyes.

Wang Feng saw it in his eyes, and couldn't help but secretly slander himself, he used to read books and felt that this turmoil was different from Bao Bao, although the two of them could be regarded as bloody men, but that face was really thick, and that mouth was even more unbeatable.

Now that he has seen a real person, it really lives up to his name. Shan Boshan looks to be twenty-five or sixteen years old, not a few years younger than him, but he calls himself a grandfather to others.

The single Boshan below is naturally angry with smoke, directly raised a single knife, jumped longitudinally, and reached one-third of the mast when the strength was exhausted, stretched out on the mast, rose several meters, and jumped over the top of the evil head with one hand, causing the audience to applaud.

It's no wonder that he is full of confidence, although he is young, after all, he was born in a famous martial arts family, has a family tradition, and has some ability.

The evil words of the storm made him angry, condescending, not greeting, raising the knife above his head, and slashing down with the force of Huashan in the air, but it was a bit powerful.

In the face of this sharp and sharp knife momentum, the storm was evil, but he just smiled, and didn't care, when the knife was still a few inches on his forehead, he shot like electricity, and his five fingers were clawed and grabbed Shan Boshan's right hand holding the knife.

Although the eldest son is proud, he is not stupid, and his eyesight is not bad, if this claw is not changed, let him grasp it, even if it is not abolished, he will be controlled by others. With a cold snort, he held the knife in his right wrist and spun it, slashing back towards the claws of the evil hand of the wind waves.

The claws of the storm retracted, dodging the cut.

Between breaths, the two staggered, Shan Boshan fell from mid-air, reached out and grabbed the mast, but he was supported by one hand, and his feet were suspended in the air.

"Ha Luha, good boy, good skills!" Feng Bo looked at the volley under his feet and smiled.

He loves to fight all his life, as long as there is a fight to fight, just like a person who loves food meets food, and a person who loves to eat meets beauty, and he refuses to let go.

This time, I also heard that Taihu Lake Water Village set up a ring here, and immediately left everything behind and hurried over.

Although he loves to fight, he is very principled and never bullies the weak. I didn't pay attention to Shan Boshan when I saw that Shan Boshan was young before, but I didn't expect him to be so good that he was very interested at the moment.

"Okay, Grandpa Feng will fight with you first, and move your muscles and bones!" After that, his hand flipped over, and a single knife appeared in his hand, and both of them were also good at using a single knife.

The two of them on the mast were fighting back and forth, and everyone also saw it, and hung Wang Sandao, who was supposed to be the protagonist in the ring, on the water ring, so angry that Jin Ye gritted his teeth below and creaked, but he couldn't help it, so he just sat down on the boat and didn't go back to the boat.

Wang Feng couldn't help but smile when he saw it, and then turned his eyes to look at the two people who were fighting in the air with the mast as the support.

Although the skills of these two people are still a little weak in Wang Feng's eyes, the sword techniques in their hands are a little subtle, especially the storm and evil, and in just a few moments, they have already used three different exquisite sword techniques.

This Gusu Murong clan is really worthy of its reputation, and even a subordinate general can learn such exquisite martial arts.

Thinking of this, Wang Feng's heart suddenly lit up, even a troubled evil and a little-known Shan Boshan can learn such exquisite martial arts, what about those famous masters? There are also those top masters, Murong Fu, Xiao Dawang, and even the three elders and unknown monks.

Not to mention whether you can get those miraculous skills, as long as you can meet those top masters for a while, it is a blessing, and it is exciting to think about it.

In modern times, although there are many masters, it is difficult to see.

Where could it be like now, with so many masters and miraculous kung fu everywhere, it seems that coming to this world is not a disaster, but a blessing for him.

This thought only flashed in Wang Feng's heart, and now his top priority is to recover his strength, otherwise everything is.

As for whether he can return to the original world in the future, he is no longer worried about it now, because he has figured it out, and the matter of his coming to this world world is absolutely inseparable from the treasure wheel, and he also believes that the vast Xuanqing Silk of divine power will not ignore him.

At this moment, the fiery voice of the storm and evil sounded again: "Ha Lu Ha, boy, you better go home and practice for a few more years, now call your family out and have a happy fight with your grandfather, you can't do it!"

It turned out that the two of them on the mast had only passed twenty moves, and the storm had already seen through Shan Boshan's tricks, and he knew that he was nothing more than that, and he had no interest in fighting again.

Shan Boshan was knocked off the mast with a single knife, and he was standing on top of the boat, his face was flushed, and he didn't know whether he was angry or ashamed.

"I said you ugly man, did you grow up eating dung, your mouth stinks!" I don't know if it's because the storm is really ugly, or if he is born with a talent for mockery, and it is easy to attract hatred, Wang Sandao, who was hanging below, was in the limelight, and it was already extremely unhappy to be interrupted by this ugly man.

"Ha Lu Ha Ha ”

I don't know if this turmoil is a lack of heart, or if he is really aggressive, he is not angry at all in the face of Jin Ye's vicious language, but he laughs.

With laughter, the ugly man actually threw down the volley of Wang Sandao on the boat, seeing that Wang Sandao had no weapon in his hand, he threw it casually, shot out with a single knife, inserted it into a small boat below, and pressed down on Wang Sandao with a pair of fleshy palms.

Wang Sandao had made a move with this ugly man and Shan Boshan before, knowing that he was not an opponent, and he was about to provoke this martial madman for a while, so he was not annoyed, and said with a sigh: "Bah, is Jin Ye afraid of you!"

But he didn't dare to be careless in his heart, knowing that he couldn't stop it just by learning from the past and back, so he walked slightly, raised his fists, and hit straight towards the wind and waves.

Seeing that his fists were fluttering and weak, he dared to block from the front, thinking that he had encountered a straw bag, after all, he was just aggressive, but he didn't like to bully the weak, so he couldn't help but withdraw a few percent of his strength.

It's just that when the fists and palms intersect, I felt that the palms hit the empty place, and the strength of the palms was like a mud cow into the sea, and the body was taken crookedly, and I was surprised in my heart, and my waist spun rapidly, flew backwards, and stood not far away, looking at Jin Ye with a face full of surprise and surprise: "What kind of kung fu are you? So strange?!"

Jin Ye sneered proudly: "Hmph, what kind of kung fu do you care about Lao Tzu, how about it, are you afraid?" In his heart, he secretly pinched a cold sweat, and glanced in the direction of Wang Feng, fortunately, Gongzi taught me three tricks, otherwise Jin Ye would be embarrassed today.

"Hahaha, good kung fu, Lao Tzu will fight with you!" The storm was not angry but happy, stretched out his hands, and pounced on Wang Sandao.

Although he doesn't know his reality, it's just that he has always been the kind of fighting madman who can't walk when he sees miraculous feats or strange blades, but now he sees Wang Sandao's wonderful punch and surprises, and where is he willing to let go, he must see and understand.

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