"Why do you need to sneak attack against people like you?!" Hearing that Bao Wei was still making a big noise, the short and fat old man in the north snorted coldly, holding a steel rod, and was about to step forward.

"If you want to fight, how can you have a storm in my Jiangnan. A voice came from mid-air, and I saw a man standing on the branch of an almond tree, and the branch kept moving, and the man rose and fell with the branch. He was a small man, about thirty-two years old, with sunken cheeks, two rattail beards, drooping eyebrows, and a very ugly appearance.

"Wind-" Before the two words of the fourth brother behind Ah Bi were shouted, he heard Wang Lie snort softly, and swallowed back the two words that came to his mouth, and his small mouth pursed slightly, a little aggrieved.

"Fourth Brother Feng, did you hear Childe's message?" Azhu shouted.

Feng Bo shouted evilly: "Okay, I found a good opponent today." Ah Zhu, the matter of the childe, it is not too late to talk about it later. ”

In mid-air, an upside-down bucket flipped down and threw itself at the short and fat old man. The old man was going to take the bag differently, but since this turmoil was the first to strike, he didn't continue to shoot at the bag. The steel rod the thickness of a goose egg in his hand suddenly pushed forward and pointed at Feng Bo's chest. This steel rod is the thickness of a goose egg, and when it is launched, it is very powerful. The storm went straight up, and he reached out to grab the steel rod. The old man's wrist flicked, and the steel rod flipped up and pointed at his chest. Feng Bo yelled viciously, "Wonderful!" Suddenly leaned short and grabbed the other party's waist. The short and fat old man's steel battle had already hit the outer door, and when he saw the enemy bullying him, he couldn't resist it with his staff, so he immediately kicked him in the lower abdomen.

The storm flashed obliquely, but it rushed in front of the red-faced old man in the east, and the white light was dazzling. He already had a single knife in his hand. Slash at you. The red-faced old man was holding a ghost-headed knife in his hand. The back is thick and the blade is thin, the blade is very long, and when he sees the storm and the evil knife is slashed, the ghost head knife is erected, and the knife touches the knife with the knife, and touches him and her blades. Feng Bo yelled evilly: "You have a strong blade, I won't touch you." "Backward and longitudinal, a backhand. Slash at the white-bearded old man to the south.

The white-bearded old man held an iron shovel in his right hand, which was full of inverted teeth, which was an outer blade that locked the enemy. He saw that the storm was vicious and slashed back, and the red-faced old man's ghost head knife had not yet regained momentum, if he stepped forward to parry, it would become a front and back attack. He respected his identity and didn't want to be two against one, so he immediately floated away and gave him a move.

How do you know that the turmoil is evil and aggressive, and the more lively it is. The more enjoyable it is, the more likely it is to win and who loses. I don't care about it, and the rules of the fight are never followed. The white-bearded old man dodged and retreated this time, everyone knew that he intended to give in, but the turmoil was evil, but he ignored the etiquette in these martial arts, and saw that there was a gap to take advantage of, and he slashed four times in a row, all of which were tricks, like the wind, and extremely fast.

This turmoil is really a wonder, he started to do it before he showed up and said a word, and it was just a matter of doing it, a person may not be able to fight, and he will provoke enemies everywhere at once, people talk to him about the rules, but he is a hooligan, that is, the people of the beggar gang pay attention to demeanor, otherwise there is nowhere to reason if he chops him up in a hurry, this turmoil and the difference between Bao are self-righteous enough, and they really think how great their Murong family is, all the people let them play with them.

If it weren't for Qiao Feng's ability to deal with things, Wang Lie would have been too lazy to see these two goods tossing here, although he promised Abi to protect them from death, but he didn't say that he couldn't teach them a lesson, so he had to kick them one by one and go cool.

"Abi, this is the Murong family you are reluctant to love? A dog can't spit out ivory in its mouth, and the other is like a mad dog that bites people everywhere. Wang Lie said lazily, and Ah Bi behind him was flushed by his words.

"Third Brother Bao and Feng are a bit eccentric, but they are all good people, and the prince is different from them, he is a gentleman. Abi said.

"Little girl, how old are you, how many people can you see, gentlemen, hypocrites. Wang Lie shook his head and said, originally he actually had some sympathy for Murong Fu, in a sense, there was nothing wrong with him recovering the country, and it was not wrong to ignore Wang Yuyan's desire to be a Western Xia concubine, he was just a victim of the indoctrination of his ancestors, but after coming into contact with Bao Wei and the evil of the storm, his thoughts changed, things gather people in groups, Murong Fu has such two strange things, and he himself is not much better.

Although Bao is different and the storm is evil, they can't be said to be bad people, and they also have some principles in doing things, but the style of taking rudeness as a personality, it's okay to be a maverick prodigal son, if you want to do great things, how is it possible, just the two of them can offend people.

Ah Bi's face turned red, and she didn't know how to refute Wang Lie's words, and thought in her heart: "Have you ever seen Gongzi, if you have seen him, you will also be fascinated by his demeanor, hum, although Gongzi is not as good-looking as you, but he is only a little short, so he is not a hypocrite." ”

Wang Lie didn't know what Abi was thinking, and he turned his attention to the competition in the arena again. At this time, the storm evil was already fighting with the long-armed man holding the sack.

From Wang Lie's point of view, the martial arts of the storm and the long-armed are all in the initial stage of first-class masters, if they were placed in the past, they would not be any masters, but now that martial arts are declining, masters are scarce, and they can already be regarded as masters when they can reach the first-class realm, which is like back then, when Hong Nantong was still an elder of the beggar gang, which of the elders of the beggar gang was not the peak of the first-class realm.

Although the storm is reckless and aggressive, but the fighting experience is rich, once the enemy, the moves are cautious, especially the sack used by the long arm is a strange soldier, he has never encountered it, so he adopted the most conservative strategy, every move is intended to be tentative.

After a few moves, the long arm suddenly handed over his right hand, turned his left arm, and struck at the evil side of the storm with his fist. The storm raised his head to avoid it, and was about to reverse the knife to tease him under the yin, who knew that the long arm had practiced a very clever "through arm fist" kung fu, a punch seemed to be exhausted, but at the end of the force, there was a new force born, and the fist stretched forward half a foot. Fortunately, he has been aggressive all his life, and he has experienced thousands of battles in small fights, and he has a lot of experience in dealing with it, and there are few enemies. The long arm was full of punches that could knock out a few of his teeth, and the fist was expected to come to his mouth, and he bit a mouthful of white Sensen's teeth, and hurriedly withdrew his hand, already a step too late, and a loud cry of "ah", and the root of his finger had been bitten by him to bleed.

Bao Wei said seriously: "Fourth Brother Feng, your trick 'Lu Dongbin bites the dog', it is worthy of its reputation, and it has really been practiced to the point of being superb, and it is not in vain that you have ten years of hard work in the cold and summer, biting to death 1,800 white dogs, black dogs, and flower dogs, so that you have today's cultivation attainments." ”

"I've never heard a dog bite, no wonder it bites like a mad dog, it turns out to be a mad dog. Wang Lie said in a playful voice.

"Neither is it-" Bao Wei habitually wanted to refute, and suddenly saw Wang Lie there to raise his palm in front of his eyes and look at it repeatedly, his face was a little painful, remembering the slap from listening to the perfume pavilion, he thought about it repeatedly for many days, but he didn't figure out how to dodge it, it was just before, if he was slapped again in front of the beggars, that person would be lost, thinking of this, he swallowed back the words that came to his mouth, and almost bit his tongue.

At this time, the wind was whirring in the field, but the long-armed old man danced the sack into a yellow shadow, as if he had shrouded the evil of the storm. But the storm and the evil knife technique is wonderful, blocking the attack, and it can resist the enemy. It's just that the tricks on the sack have not yet bottomed out, but he has already learned the power of the arm boxing, and the trick of "Lu Dongbin bites the dog" can only be used by luck, but he can bite it and not bite it again, so he does not dare to ignore it in the slightest.

The long-armed man leaned over and hurried away, and when he saw the storm swinging his knife and slashing down, he immediately flew up with his left foot and kicked him at the wrist of his right hand. The storm was vicious with a single knife swing, cutting his left foot, kicking out the heel of his right foot with his long arm, and the mandarin ducks were chained, and his body had jumped in the air. Seeing that he was old, short and athletic, and did not reduce his age, he couldn't help but cheer: "Okay!" A punch from his left hand struck out and hit him in the knee. Seeing that the long arm was in mid-air, it was difficult to move his body, as long as this punch was solid, even if the knee was not broken, the leg bone would also be broken.

Seeing that his fist was close to his knee, the other party still did not move, and suddenly felt that the wind was urgent, and the sack in the opponent's hand opened its mouth and fell on the top of his head. Although his punch could break the leg bone of the long arm, wouldn't it be terrible that one of his boss's head was trapped in a sack? The long arm turned his right hand slightly, and the mouth of the sack turned to cover his fist.

The big mouth of the sack is too far away from the small fist of the storm, and it is easy to trap it, but it is determined that he can't hold it. As soon as the evil hand of the storm shrank, it stretched out of the sack. Suddenly, there was a slight pain on the back of his hand, as if he had been pricked by a fine needle, and when he looked down, he was startled and saw a small scorpion nailed to the back of his hand. This scorpion is smaller than a normal scorpion, but it is colorful and terrifying. The turmoil knew that it was not good, and he shook it hard, but the scorpion's tail firmly nailed the back of his hand, and he couldn't shake it off.

Feng Bo Evil hurriedly flipped his left hand, and the back of his hand slapped down on the back of his single knife, and with a soft sound, the five-colored scorpion immediately rotted into a ball. But since the long-armed man let this scorpion out of the sack, it was by no means a good thing, and the poison caused by an ordinary beggar gang was already very powerful, let alone one of the six elders? He immediately jumped away, took out an antidote pill from his arms, threw it into his mouth and swallowed it. (To be continued......)