The four teenagers have already had a tacit understanding, occupying the front, back, left and right directions respectively. Surrounded Huo Jun, so that Huo Jun couldn't escape even if he wanted to.

Huo Jun was surrounded in the middle, still looking at the four children with a smile, his eyes were full of infinite love.

There was a loud "poof".

Eight sledgehammers collided together. There was a deafening sound that shook the remaining leaves of the nearby birch trees like snowflakes.

The strength of the four of them was so great that each person's hands were numb from the shock, and if they were to be smashed into the heads together, they would have to be smashed into meat sauce.

But when the four of them looked at it again, where was the shadow of the ugly ghost?

I only heard Huo Jun say: "A few good men, I'm really sorry." I'm here!"

The four of them looked up and saw that Huo Jun was already riding on the black horse.

The four boys didn't know when the ugly ghost had run on their mount. If they hit it with a hammer again, I'm afraid it will hurt their beloved horse. How can you endure the tricks of this ugly ghost without a fight? For a while, he was in a dilemma.

The golden hammer boy suddenly clicked on his toes, leaped onto the white horse opposite Huo Jun, and couldn't help but make a move to hug the pipa. The two hammers attacked Huo Jun's two ribs on the left and right.

The golden hammer boy used an octagonal golden hammer, the hammer was divided into eight corners, and each side was pointed. The two hammers together weigh eighty pounds. Not to mention bumping into it, even if you let the hammer wind sweep it, it will cause internal injuries.

"Dang" sounded. The golden hammer boy's twin hammers collided together, and the sparks erupted. The golden hammer boy looked around again, and the ugly ghost was gone.

I only heard Huo Jun say: "Four good men, I'm here!"

The four of them watched along with the sound. It turned out that Huo Jun had jumped onto a branch of the birch tree opposite.

There are no leaves on that branch, and it is as bare as thick as chopsticks, although Huo Jun is thin, he has to say a hundred or ten catties.

I saw him holding the branches with both hands, and swinging back and forth with his legs underneath, very leisurely.

The boy with the hammer said angrily: "Ugly ghost! Don't run!

After the boy said this, he felt that his words were too childish and ridiculous. Obviously, the martial arts of the four of them are too different from this person, but they still seem to be trying to escape, so they are mysterious.

Huo Jun said: "Okay! The little one obeys the order." ”

After speaking, he floated down from the branch lightly, and the tip of one foot was on the copper hammer of the copper hammer boy, like a dragonfly dotting water, so relaxed, so natural. Then it tumbled down to the middle of the four.

Huo Jun said: "You guys do it, I won't run anymore!"

The four teenagers let out a long roar in unison, which shook the leaves and flew sand and rocks.

The whistling continued, and the eight sledgehammers flew back and forth, left and right with different tricks and smashed towards Huo Jun.

The four boys were tall and heavily armed. The four of them occupied a favorable position, as steady as a rock of Mount Tai, motionless.

Huo Jun's figure is flexible and changeable, and in the hammer wind of the four, the rabbit rises and falls, flying and circling.

The minions were blocked hundreds of meters away by the internal force of the five people. In the eyes of these minions, these four young village masters of theirs danced with double hammers, and they were unstoppable. And the ugly ghost is hiding in Tibet, dodging left and right.

The winter night comes early, and just after the evening, it gets dark.

Some minions were thinking in their hearts, why did the four young village masters delay holding it for the ugly ghost after such a long time?

I had already thought and quickly went back to the village to report the news.

The time was not long, and I saw a black horse running in the distance. Immediately alone, tall and burly, in his seventies. Snow-white hair, broad shoulders, large skeleton, face from the head to the chin two feet, high cheekbones, four-edged chin, deep eye sockets inlaid with a pair of yellow eyes, a pimple and a layer of rust, a pinch of white beard under the chin.

He wore a flaming red satin scarf on his head, a flaming red cotton satin arrow sleeve robe, and a leopard skin hero.

The old man's black horse traveled a hundred meters away, grabbed the reins, and jumped off the horse. He took two quick steps to get closer.

When the old man fixed his eyes on Huo Jun in the field, his anxious expression disappeared. He watched in silence as if he had tasted a good show.

The first two minions only said that their four young village masters had the upper hand, and they flattered the old man at the moment: "The young village master is brave and invincible, so that this trick is to catch the turtle in the urn, and see that the ugly ghost is busy, and he will be tired for a long time." ”

The old man snorted lightly and said in a deep voice: "What do you know? If the old man hadn't wanted to see the changes in our Qian family's original hammer method, you four young village masters would have already ...... Hmph!"

The two leaders were stunned for a moment and looked at each other, which surprised the two of them that the dignified owner of Yajiao Mountain actually called the ugly ghost who was a lifetime behind him an old man!!

The two of them shook their ears again, and they did not hear it wrong, but they did not dare to say more. Only to accompany the quiet stop and watch.

The four teenagers were like mainstays, but they were slowly moving within an inch of their feet. The hammer technique is extremely calm and violent. It seems that Huo Jun is surrounded in it, like catching turtles in an urn. However, the field surrounded by the four of them grew bigger and bigger.

And Huo Jun looked like he was not choosing a path, but he seemed to be dancing in a streamer. No matter how the hammers of the four people worked, it was difficult to touch them in the slightest.

The four of them were fierce and fierce, and Huo Jun Feiyun changed. The four of them became more and more tired the more they fought, but Huo Jun danced more and more happily.

I only heard a thick and calm voice from outside the field: "Dazhai master, stop it!"

When the four teenagers heard the old man's shout, they immediately jumped out of the field.

Huo Jun came to the old man in two steps and said, "Qian Wanli, you four don't look like you at all!"

Qian Wanli laughed, clasped his fists and saluted: "Meet the general lord of the village!" Thank you for the mercy of the lord of the village, and did not hurt my dogs." ”

He said to the four teenagers again: "Come here quickly and meet the master of the general village!"

All four teenagers didn't know why. However, he had to do what his father told him. Come over now and kneel down to meet Huo Jun.

Qian Wanli said: "These are my four sons - money bank, money warehouse, money cabinet, and money box. ”

Huo Jun laughed and said, "There is too much money in the family of the owner of the big village!"

It turns out that Yajiao Mountain belongs to one of the fifty villages in Hedong. The owner of the village, Qian Wanli, is old, and Huo Jun sympathizes with him. Eliminate him from gathering in the vulture cottage on the moon. It was only when there was an emergency that I came to Vulture Mountain.

Therefore, in recent years, Yajiao Mountain rarely gathers in Vulture Mountain. Qian Wanli's four sons had never met Huo Jun, which caused such a misunderstanding.

In the hall of the main house of Yajiao Mountain, a table of sumptuous banquets has already been placed. At this time, there were only five people in the hall: Huo Jun and Qian Wanli, father and son.

Huo Jun sat on the top, and didn't need to pour wine for thousands of miles, picked up the jar and smelled it. I just feel fragrant. He said: "It's been ten years since this sorghum red is not to mention, and the owner of Qianzhai is so generous today!"

Qian Wanli said with a smile: "It's rare for the owner of the village to come to the cold house, the old man knows that the owner of the village is good at this, and he came here a few days ago, and he was about to send someone to send it to the vulture village." I didn't think that the owner of the village came in person. ”

Huo Jun had already taken two sips of the jar, and he said, "Didn't I just smell the smell!"