The corners of the evil eyes of the storm only had time to flick, but I felt a strong wind blowing on my face, and my face changed shape due to the rapid squeezing of the air.

"Be careful!" Wang Yuyan, who had been peeking at Duan Xing, was the first to notice the movements of Pengjia behind Duan Xing, and shouted anxiously. It's just that Pengjia's speed is too fast, and as soon as Wang Yuyan's voice comes out, Pengjia's leg blow has already reached the head of the storm.

The storm evil has always boasted that he is a gust of wind, and naturally there is a place where he is proud, and the light skill of the storm evil is fast and small, only slightly inferior to the self-proclaimed "world's first light skill" Yun Zhonghe, at this time he felt the attack of the phantom, and said in his heart: "This person's fast body is even faster than me." In a hurry, he lifted the steel knife in his hand up.

With a sound of "Jue", the steel knife was deformed, and Feng Bo Evil was kicked out by Peng Jia and flew out, crashing into Bao in different directions, Bao Wei's favorite "Fei Fei Ye" didn't have time to say it, poured internal force into his palms, and resisted Feng Bo Evil's body, and the two of them slid three feet against the ground before stopping. Fortunately, the internal force was injected into the steel knife before the turmoil, so he didn't suffer more damage, otherwise he would have to be kicked by Pengjia to break the steel knife, and then his head would have been kicked by Pengjia's legs.

The power of one foot is like this, and the others who look at it are directly snorting.

Feng Bo got up evilly, threw the steel knife, surprised and delighted, and shouted: "Wonderful, wonderful, I will fight with you today!" His favorite thing in his life is to fight, if the opponent has strange martial arts, or strange blades, it is even more exciting, just like people who love to visit see strange mountains and rivers, and people who pay attention to food taste novel and delicious. Seeing that the other party's light skills are faster than his own, and he is so powerful with only his fists and feet. In addition to joy, secretly increase fear.

A tiger pounced on a disciple of the beggar gang, stretched out his hand to reach for the other's wrist, and said, "Bring it!" The beggar disciple's kung fu was not as good as him, and he was easily taken away by the turmoil, and he was ashamed and angry, and he didn't dare to look at the eyes of the people around him.

Fengbo shook his wrist, pulled a knife flower, looked at Pengjia cautiously, and aimed the tip of the knife at Pengjia. Suddenly. The body went straight up, the blade was turned up, and a slash was oblique, and the wind was strong. I want to cut Ponja in two with a knife.

Pongja simply ignored the mighty steel knife. Standing in place and coldly watching the turmoil. The turmoil is evil, and the other party does not dodge or dodge. There is a gap to take advantage of, the move changes again, and the wrist flips. Brush brush slash four knives, all of them are tricks, like the wind, extremely fast. Just when Feng Bo Evil was curious about why Peng Jia didn't move, Peng Jia suddenly became short and hit Feng Bo Evil's waist with his elbow. Feng Bo yelled viciously, "Wonderful!" Seeing that the enemy was approaching, it was too late to withdraw his knife to resist, and he immediately kicked him in the lower abdomen.

Peng Jia leaned over, the white mang on his elbow flashed, the move remained the same, still hitting the waist and abdomen of the storm, but the white mang was the manifestation of Pengjia's true qi beginning to appear, and it was already seen that Pengjia's kung fu had steadily entered the realm of a first-class master. The storm evil didn't have time to make a counterattack this time, and floated to avoid it. Pengjia's face was even more cold, the elbow attack suddenly accelerated, the storm did not expect that Pengjia's attack could be accelerated, carelessly, "bang" was hit in the waist and abdomen, "poof" spurted out a mouthful of blood, facing the ground, the body retreated to the different directions of the bag again, just right, fell to the ground in front of the bag, and pouted his buttocks.

Bao Wei hurriedly stepped forward to help, very concerned, and hurriedly asked: "What do you think of the fourth brother?" "For a moment, I was honest.

Duan Xing Shi Ran said: "The turmoil is evil, right? Your trick 'butt backwards flat sand and falling geese style' is worthy of its name, and it has really been practiced to the point of being superb, it should be your ten years of hard work, so that you have today's cultivation attainments."

Everyone laughed, Wang Yuyan, Ah Zhu, and Ah Bi couldn't help but laugh softly.

"You ......" Feng Bo viciously held a knife and wanted to step forward again, but was stopped by Bao Wei and said: "Who are you, how did you release such a stinky fart, how is my fourth brother's ass kung fu practice, how do you know, is it possible that you stare at my fourth brother's ass every day?"

Duan Xing, who said this, felt a chill in his heart, and said in his heart, "This person is really good at his words, I can't pay attention to him, otherwise I may say something earth-shattering after a while, and the first reputation of my prince Dali will be ruined on his mouth." As soon as Bao Wei's voice landed, there was a thunder explosion on the ground, Peng Jia stared at Bao Wei with fierce eyes, and shouted: "Bold!" The figure moved, bringing up a phantom, and rushed straight to Bao Wei.

Bao is different daxiao three times: "No, no, no, I've always been very bold." The momentum skyrocketed, facing head-on, but he was not afraid of Pengjia.

As for who wins and who loses, I don't care about it, seeing that Bao is different to Peng Jia, he is not idle, he took a deep breath, relieved his injury, carried a knife in one hand, and did not take into account the etiquette in the martial arts, and suddenly rushed to the side of the east head and was concentrating on the red-faced old man who was concentrating on the fight between Peng Jia and Bao Wei, the white light was dazzling, and he slashed horizontally, naked sneak attack. The red-faced old man was holding a ghost head knife in his hand, with a thick back and a thin blade, and the blade was very long. Unexpectedly, this trick was just a disguise, and he retreated after a slight touch, and his body was upside down, and he slashed at the white-bearded old man in the south with a backhand.

The white-bearded old man in the south held an iron shovel in his right hand, which was full of inverted teeth, and it was a blade that locked the outer door of 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.

The storm monster screamed and chased after it with a knife. The white-bearded old man didn't expect him to take the opportunity to attack, but it was really unreasonable, so he hurriedly waved his sword to parry, and retreated four steps in a row to stabilize his body. At this time, his vest leaned against an apricot tree, and he had no way to retreat, and he crossed the iron shovel and struck a blow, which was one of his killer moves to turn defense into offense. Na Zhi Feng Bo shouted evilly: "Fight one more." He didn't even retreat, danced in a circle with a single knife, and slashed at the third elder of the four elders of the beggar gang. Elder Whitebeard struck this blow, and the enemy had retreated far away, only to be so annoyed that he blew again and again, and the whitebeard was raised.

The third elder had two very long arms, and he was holding a soft blade in his left hand, and when he saw the storm attacking, he lifted his left arm and shook off the blade, which turned out to be a sack of rice. The sack was blown up by the wind, and its mouth opened, and it fell to the top of the head of the wind and waves.

The storm raised his head to avoid it, and was about to reverse the knife to tease him under the yin, that knew that the long-armed old man had practiced a very clever "through arm fist" kung fu, and the fist seemed to be exhausted, but at the end of the force, there was a new force, and the fist stretched forward half a foot. Fortunately, the turmoil is aggressive all his life, and the big war Xiaodou has experienced thousands of battles, and he has a lot of experience in dealing with it, and he doesn't think about it as a second person in the world, and he just suffered a big loss under Pengjia's sudden accelerated attack, and he didn't panic when he saw this, and he opened his mouth and bit down on his fist. The long-armed old man was full of this punch to knock out a few of his teeth, and he expected that the fist would come to his mouth, and he bit a mouthful of white Sensen's teeth, and hurriedly withdrew his hand, already a step too late, "Ah" A loud cry, the root of his finger has been bitten by him to bleed. Some of the spectators scolded, and some hahadaxiao.

Ah Bi next to her asked Wang Yuyan in a low voice: "Miss, you see who is fighting with the third brother, the kung fu is very powerful, the third brother is afraid that he will not be able to resist." ”

Wang Yuyan frowned slightly, and said in a crisp voice: "This person is full of offense between one move and one style, there is no defense, the whole body can attack, and the speed of the body is fast and fluttering, which makes people unstoppable and unavoidable." This martial art is too powerful, and it shouldn't be without fame in the rivers and lakes. But I haven't seen it, it shouldn't be Central Plains kung fu, but martial arts like Fanbang and barbarians. ”

Although the two of them spoke softly, Duan Xing heard it clearly, and admired it in his heart: "Sister Yu Yan is really powerful, just seeing Peng Jia casually performing a few tricks, she concluded that it is not the Central Plains martial arts, this has to be done with a deep understanding of martial arts, even if she is my cousin and can't marry me, she can't let Murong Fu harm her, no matter what, she has to get her to my side, even if it's just to explain martial arts to me." "Thinking so, I'm afraid that only Duan Xing knows the real purpose.

As if feeling Duan Xing's gaze, Wang Yuyan raised her head and looked in the direction of Duan Xing, the two looked at each other, Duan Xing smiled and nodded, Wang Yuyan had a complicated expression on her face, and she didn't know what to think...... (To be continued......)