The old beggar also looked at the "thief" and understood, and said, "You see that we are all dressed the same and dressed in tatters!"

"If not, then hand him over!" Long Feiyu said again. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The old beggar twisted his head and didn't speak, as if he hadn't heard Long Feiyu's words just now.

"Okay, then don't blame me for being rude!"

Long Feiyu was extremely angry, and he picked up the Vajra Palm and attacked again, he didn't care whether he won the fight or not, the most important thing was to be angry.

Yunxiao, Long Feikite, and Cheng Zijin looked at it, but they just sighed bitterly, Chu Qingyan wanted to persuade again, knowing that he would not listen, so he just gave up.

"It's good, I'll teach you a lesson for your parents!"

The old beggar was not afraid, and met him with a swing of his stick.

Long Feiyu worshiped Shaolin since he was a child, and is the only favorite disciple of Shaolin Abbot Juechen Master. But seeing that the sleeves of his robe were drummed, and the King Kong palm was as fast as a move, the old beggar did not show weakness, and waved his stick to resist.

Long Feiyu's moves are powerful and calm, and the old beggar is agile and resolute, and he has made more than ten moves, and there is no difference between victory and defeat. Yunxiao watched the two of them carefully move, and saw that Long Feiyu's moves were amazingly powerful, and every palm with the sound of whirring wind had the ability to open the stele and crack the stone. The old beggar didn't attack, just defended, in the face of Long Feiyu's offensive, he could dodge, and if it was inconvenient to hide, he used a stick to block casually, and he immediately resolved Long Feiyu's moves. What was suspicious was that the inconspicuous stick was not damaged at all under Long Feiyu's heavy blow.

"Such a profound martial art, it actually attaches internal force to the stick, no wonder the stick can be intact!"

Cheng Zijin on the side couldn't help but praise, Long Feiyuan nodded, and said: "Among the people I have met, except for the family teacher, Su De's martial arts are the highest, and this old man's kung fu is only afraid that it is not under Su De." ”

"Well, I think so. Cheng Zijin strongly agreed.

"Have you ever seen his net worth?" Cheng Zijin asked again.

Long Feiyuan shook his head, but said, "I can't see that the moves he uses are too ordinary, and he obviously doesn't use his own martial arts." ”

Cheng Zijin shook his head, but smiled.

Long Feiyuan looked at him suspiciously, and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

"I'm afraid your brother will be embarrassed this time, hahaha!" Cheng Zijin gloated.

When he saw that Long Feiyu was going to lose his dignity this time, he was secretly refreshed, and he did not hide it in front of Long Feiyu.

Long Feiyuan glared at him, didn't say anything and continued to watch the battle.

After more than ten rounds, the old man saw that Long Feiyu was still angry, and his face did not change, so he couldn't help but smile and praise: "The kid's martial arts are not bad, Juechen, this old monk's vision is not bad!"

After the fight, Long Feiyu was greatly surprised by the old beggar's skills, and was shocked when he saw him tell the origin of his master, but no matter whether he won or not, he couldn't insult the master, and he thought that he couldn't embarrass the master, so he suddenly became even more excited.

He saw that the King Kong palm could not reap the benefits, so he changed it to the Shaolin Xuankong palm. He kicked the ground with both feet at a very fast speed, and the internal force in the dantian was violently exerted, his hands were closed very open, and then he drew a circle from the bottom to the top, leading the power of the dantian to his hands, aiming at the direction of the old beggar, and slashed countless palms in front of him, and suddenly faintly saw dozens of palm prints attacking the old beggar.

The old beggar was stunned when he looked at this fierce attack, but he didn't seem to be too worried. He didn't dodge or dodge, he just waved the stick in his hand quickly, and it seemed that he didn't use any moves to erase the dozens of palm prints into invisibility.

"It's a good move to split things in the air, but the strength is not enough!" I only heard the old beggar laugh leisurely.

Long Feiyu was terrified at this time, not only did the other party know his moves, but he cracked it without much effort, knowing that he had encountered a strong enemy. But he would rather be beaten down than give in.

He gathered his internal strength again, changed his move and attacked again, but before the move came out, the old beggar had already said: "Is your next move going to make Xuankong fight the cow across the mountain?"

Long Feiyu was horrified, seeing that he knew his moves well, he immediately took a few steps back, and asked with a halberd, "Who are you?"

The old beggar raised his head, touched his mustache and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that I not only know you well, I know your master well, but I also know Ling Zun well, hahaha!"

When Long Feiyu heard him say that he still knew his father, he was so shocked that he couldn't believe it, and he was distracted for a while.

"How's that? "Do you want to continue?" asked the old beggar.

"Brother Feiyu, don't fight anymore!" Chu Qingyan also persuaded, Long Feiyu looked at her and smiled at her, but didn't say anything.

He also knew that he couldn't beat this old man, but he still had to do what he insisted on, so he pointed to the "thief" and said, "If you give him to me, I won't be entangled with you anymore, otherwise ......"

The old beggar shook his head and said, "Well, it seems that the old man has to give you some color!"

After speaking, the old man stuck the stick behind him, swept his sleeves, and said to Long Feiyu: "Take it!"

The old beggar is going to make a real move, to use his real skills, Yunxiao's eyes widened. When he first met the old beggar, he asked the old beggar if he was a master, and the old beggar said yes. But Yunxiao didn't believe it at the time, but now he has to believe it when he sees it. He focused his energy on the old beggar's hands and feet, ready to see his wonderful moves.

Long Feiyu's face was calm, secretly using his internal strength, always ready to take the move, even if he couldn't win, he would lose You Rong.

The group of refugees watched carefully, knowing that an even more exciting battle was about to take place.

"Sister, sister, take a look, is this what you lost?"

The two were about to go to war, but they were distracted by the voice.

Chu Qingyan looked back and saw a ragged little girl holding something in her hand and walking towards her, she carefully looked at the things in the little girl's hands, but it was not what she had lost.

"Ah, little sister, where did you find it?" Chu Qingyan asked excitedly, already running over and taking the thing with both hands.

The little girl pointed to the edge of the woods and said, "I just picked it up when I went there to relieve my hands." ”

Chu Qingyan ignored the dirt on her body, hugged her cordially, touched her dirty and cute little face, and smiled happily: "Thank you, little sister!"

Everyone present wanted to know what treasure she had lost, and everyone could see it clearly at this moment, it seemed to be just an inconspicuous jade pendant.

Cheng Zijin's face was full of confusion and questions. Long Feiyu was also suspicious: "Why does she value this inconspicuous jade pendant so much?"

And Long Feiyuan looked at the jade pendant but was taken aback, deeply surprised. Because she also has a piece of such a jade pendant, and her best sister Qingyan actually has a piece, and she still values it so much......