"Your Excellency, spells, high strength, we are not opponents. Mu Muti's face was pale, he stroked his chest and said, bowing deeply to the young man in front of him. After falling to the ground, the restraints on his body were all lifted, and although his qi and blood were still stagnant, they no longer hindered his movement. Xing Ren didn't avoid it, and accepted his salute, but there was still no expression on his face.

"I don't know, Your Excellency, can you tell us your name?"

"Do you want to take revenge in the future?" Xing Renwan turned his eyes to look at him slightly, and his tone was very light, "By the way, your master is called Master Tongtian, he should be very powerful." ”

"No, we don't take revenge. Mumuti shook his head and said. "Your Excellency's spells, we can't compare. We didn't believe in the Central Plains people before, but now, we believe it. ”

"Your Excellency is serious. At this time, Ban Keyan had already walked to Xing Renwan's side, took over the topic of Mu Mu Ti and said, "In the Central Plains, I don't know how many famous magicians, the two of you have not been in Middle-earth for a long time, so naturally you have no chance to see it. He smiled and said, "My brother Xing is lucky to win you, it's not that he is so powerful, it's just a risky trick." Turning to the side, he pointed to the surrounding group of heroes, "There are so many seniors and masters present, which one is not a grandmaster who has been immersed in the industry for many years? When it comes to the solid foundation and comprehension of spells, they are much more clever than our brothers, but they have a self-respecting identity and are unwilling to fight with you, so let my brother Xing get an axe and sacrifice ugliness." After speaking, he smiled and hugged his fists and saluted everyone. Qunhao didn't know if his words were really polite or sarcastic, and no one spoke.

Mu Mu Ti was honest, who knew that these Central Plains warriors were sending face and fake modest tricks, and shook their heads. He said, "No, it's not a trick, it's really powerful." I can't beat it. I admire it very much. After speaking, he closed his chest with one hand and bowed solemnly to Xing Renwan. Ban Keyan was still about to speak, but at this time, the old man Zhao had already come over, and said with a smile: "This young man, you don't need to be modest anymore." Brother Ling's magic is so strong that it is refreshing, and even my old man should be ashamed of himself. Haha, there are talents from all generations. The old man has lived in the village for a long time, but he didn't know that such a young man appeared in the rivers and lakes, amazing! Great! The two must be famous brothers, but I don't know what to call the honored teacher?"

All the disciples of Zhaojiazhuang looked at each other, and they fought three times, but it was too sudden, especially the last battle between Xing Renwan and Mu Muti was the most weird and surprising. The disciples only cared about the battle situation, and no one reported the origin of these two to Zhao Dongsheng, and now the old man asked such a question. It's a bit bad.

Ban Keyan bowed down and smiled: "Senior Zhao praised it falsely, I am really ashamed. Zhaojiazhuang is the place where the art of law and boxing is at its peak, how dare we get an axe here. It's just that just now the younger brother saw that these two guests didn't know much about the rules of the Central Plains, and they disturbed the heroes of Yaxing. Thinking of today's old-timers' birthday, I am afraid that the brothers and sisters in Zhuangzhong should not do it. Therefore, it is really reckless to do the work for him! I hope that my predecessors will forgive my sins. There was a pause. He also said: "Brother Xing and I are now serving as disciples and protectors of the Qinglong Sect, and the master of our sect knows that our predecessors are generous and heroic. Famous chivalrous martyrs, for the contemporary hero. It's been a long time, but it's just that the door is entangled in affairs, and I often feel sorry for my predecessors. A few days ago, I heard that my predecessors were going to celebrate their 70th birthday, so the master of the sect sent my subordinates and the Xing brothers to come to congratulate the seniors and present a set of boxing books to show their respect. After speaking, he took out a scroll from his sleeve and presented it to Zhao Dongsheng with both hands.

"Are you from Qinglongmen?" The old man never expected that the two guests in front of him turned out to be from Qinglongmen, and he couldn't help but be slightly stunned. However, he finally hid the city mansion in his chest, and soon, his face returned to normal, and he took the fist book and said with a smile: "Okay, good, your master has a heart, thank you very much." The old man is already in the age of the wind and candle, an old man who is about to enter the ground, and he can't afford the beautiful words he gave, alas, people can't accept the old age. As he spoke, he unfolded the album in his hand, and when he saw the four ancient seal characters on the book, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, "Xiaoyao Fist Spectrum?"

Ban Keyan said with a smile: "Among the Tibetan tribes, there is a sect called Xianghe Lianjia, I don't know if the predecessors have heard of it? According to legend, the founder of this sect was a generation of thieves who set up needles and cones, and the three fist classics stolen from Shushan were stolen by him...... As he was talking, he suddenly heard a noise on the street outside, and some people scolded loudly, mixed with the sound of cups and plates cracking. Ban Keyan frowned slightly, what he said today was interrupted several times, which really made him unhappy. Before that, another shout was heard, and a man dressed in white suddenly rose high, jumped over the high wall, and quickly fell down.

All the disciples just thought that they were evil guests who had come to stir up the banquet again, and with a continuous sound, seven or eight disciples showed their blades and surrounded them. After the man landed, he stood still and only shouted: "Old lady! Old lady Zhao! The villain has something to see!"

"I'm here, who are you?" Zhao Dongsheng asked.

The man followed the prestige, saw that it was the right master, immediately knelt down on one knee, and said: "Old lady, the villain is a disciple of Xianghelou, and he visited here with his family teacher in June, and he has something urgent to report!" Zhao Dongsheng heard that he was really impressed, waved his hand and repelled the disciple, and asked him: "Why are you in such a hurry, you say." The man stepped forward and whispered a few words in Zhao Dongsheng's ear, Zhao Dongsheng listened, his white eyebrows fluttered, his body suddenly rose up, and his originally gloomy eyes suddenly burst into a terrifying light.

"Anything like that?!"

"Yes! Now that the people are already on the way, I listened to the master's order and came to ask the old lady for help first. The man in white replied with a solemn hand.

"Let's go, you pick someone up with me!" The old man's robe sleeves swayed slightly, and he took a step forward, and everyone only felt that there was a flower in front of them, and the others had flashed to the door of the village. "Guangyuan, you quickly invite Uncle Hua and Master Xumai to Jingxinzhai, let them prepare needles and prepare to save people!" Zhao Dongsheng said this, and the person was already a hundred feet away.

All the spectators in the court were shocked, and the old man's footwork could not only be described as "Xingmaru jumping"! Step by step, it was like a frightening wave, and the sight was on the side, and it was suddenly gone. It is the ghost body method that Xing Renwan showed to everyone before, and it is also very inferior to it. Xing Renwan's advance and retreat tend to avoid, and the fast is fast, but the high-skilled spectator can still detect the hardness and rustiness from his movements when he turns, and he will inevitably lose his elegance. And the old man's footwork, from the heart, calmly and atmosphericly, can't help but be unconvinced.

Mu Muti looked at Zhuang Men in a daze, as if he didn't believe that the bad old man had disappeared from under his nose like this. Xing Renwan and Ban Keyan also had flashing eyes, and after glancing at each other, they didn't say anything, obviously having quite an idea in their hearts.

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