Xiaobai Wandering the World of Martial Arts

The Confucian scholar didn't take it seriously, drank a glass of water and said calmly: "It turns out that you are the third of the four evil men. I heard that you have worshiped a scholar as your teacher. Compared with this young maniac, the rumors in the world are really unbelievable. You four The name of a wicked person is feared by others, but I, Gong Yeqian, don't take it seriously."

Gong Yeqian, a retainer of the Murong family and the owner of Chixia Village, is known as the "second in the south of the Yangtze River" in palming, implying that Murong Fu is the first.

"Kill it and throw it out."

The master spoke, of course Yue Laosan obeyed, he still wanted to return to the master's school, and looked at Gongye with a grinning grin.

Seeing this, Gongye Qian also stood up, and said with a sneer, "It is rumored in Dali that there is a 'Bai Gongzi' in Jianghu, whose martial arts can kill gods and ghosts, hehe! Arrogant, indeed arrogant!"

Yue Laosan's gigantic figure was shaken, and his energy was released, causing waves in the wine in the bowl.Yue Laosan has already made a move.

He was not good at words, the only thing he likes to talk about now is his fists!

There is no shadow of fist wind.

The fist is shaking, the person is shaking, it seems that the restaurant is also shaking, the fist seems to have merged with the surrounding breeze, the shadow of the fist is flickering, and it is elusive.

Wind Fist, the second type of blow out of the wind, three punches in a row, three tyrannical forces hit him, the strength was like thunder, and the fist was as fast as the wind 0......

"drink!"

Gongye let out a loud cry, and a roar like thunder rolled out of his mouth, almost shattering the entire second floor.

Gongye has profound internal strength, comparable to the current Yue Laosan!

Seeing that the wind of the fist was approaching him, Gong Yeqian didn't dodge or dodge, and slapped Yue Laosan's body with his palm, but he didn't want to, Yue Laosan's figure flashed, and he struck the air with his palm.

Bang, bang, bang... Gongye was punched three times in a row with both shoulders and chest, and he took three steps back: "Such a fast boxing technique, such a fast movement technique!"

Yue Laosan suddenly cast a spell, and when the figure moved, the punches poured down like a rainstorm, and the punches were as violent as a gust of wind.

"Pick up your grandpa and hit your face with a fist!"

The wind fist fluttered in the face, as if there was still nothing, and as Yue Laosan's figure continued to wander, it seemed to come from all directions.

collapse!

Yue Laosan faced his palm directly with his fist, but Gongye's dry-sleeved robe was shaken into pieces of small floral cloth, like falling flowers, dancing in the air, making people dazzled.

Gongyegan's palms were loosened by the beating.

"Ah..." With a loud roar, the inner strength shook the rags away and blew them to the side. Yue Laosan also yelled: "Shenquan howling", the true energy circulated the fists, and the fists were twisted with luck. Tight, the force penetrates the human bone, and the middle one's muscles and bones are broken.

The figure of Gongye flew out, his arms snapped and cracked, but he heard the sound of broken bones. 3.1 Gong Yegan bumped into the beam and pillar, held back the blood in his chest, scarlet liquid flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his arms drooped naturally, but he couldn't lift it up again.

"Little brother is so amazing!" Zhong Ling jumped up and cheered, and even Mu Wanqing smiled. She knew that her husband just couldn't save face and didn't take this 'big villain' back. Seeing his martial arts practiced to such a high level, she should be my husband. joy.

"Sit down and eat!" Bai Ziyang said calmly with no expression on his face.

Zhong Ling stuck out her tongue mischievously, and sat down obediently.

Yue Laosan also smiled naively when he heard the words behind him, but his savage smile frightened many diners, and he grunted a few times, it was because they were swallowing saliva.

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Ask for flowers, ask for automation, ask for collection! .

Chapter 18 Don't do it for people, be a dog! "Please be automatic, please be sure!" "

Yue Laosan would not care about this, and wanted to beat the old Confucian scholar to death with one punch. In his heart, the master's words-the heavenly king and Laozi had to stand aside.

Gong Yegan forcibly suppressed the blood pressure in his chest, his arms were weak, he leaned on the pillars behind him for support, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "But you are so arrogant, you can hand over such an apprentice, compared to you, Mr. Bai, you are really not a worthless person!"

"My subordinate, Gongye, is the general of Gusu Murong's family. If you say something offensive, Mr. Bai really wants another disciple to kill someone!"

Bai Ziyang shook his head, and suddenly said with a smile: "Forget it, the left and the right are going to die, let you die more clearly."

Bai Ziyang turned his head to look at him, and Yue Laosan stepped aside and stood aside: "The scholar asked you, are you from the Song Dynasty?"

Gongye felt baffled, but his life was at stake, so he nodded and said, "Of course."

He, the person involved, was baffled, and of course the diners in the inn were also puzzled. A few disciples of the Clean Clothes Sect of the Beggar Gang in the corner had also been paying attention to this side. The meeting of the Beggar Gang was approaching, and they paid close attention to it.

Bai Ziyang continued: "The scholar will ask you again, is this Gusu Murong in the Song Dynasty? Is your wife from the Song Dynasty?"

Gongye Qian had a faint feeling that something was wrong, but he didn't think of the key point of the matter for a while, so he nodded again.

Bai Ziyang narrowed his eyes and sneered: "You eat, wear, and live in Song Dynasty. As a Song native, you want to be a dog of the Xianbei clan!"

Gong Yeqian suddenly opened his eyes wide, with a look of disbelief on his face, this is such a confidential matter, how could this person in front of him know? !

His back felt cold, he regretted it now, regretted why he asked so much,

"The country of Yan has been destroyed for hundreds of years. It would be fine if he, the Murong family, was a good citizen of the Song Dynasty, but he is so wicked that he actually wants to restore the country... To these people, the scholar treats them like livestock and slaughters them with his hands. If you are a good Song citizen, instead of doing it, you will be the dog of that group of livestock, and your life will be a waste of rations."

Shocked and amazed, a single stone stirred up waves.

Inside the Songhe Tower, there are knight-errants, ordinary people, and passers-by diners, which one is not a citizen of the Song Dynasty.

Hearing that the Murong family in Gusu is actually a descendant of Xianbei, and they are still trying to restore the country... Where did the land come from?Thought carefully and fearfully, there was a lot of discussion.

"What? Yan...Yan country?" Someone frowned and repeated it in shock.

"I remembered, the royal family of Yan Kingdom is the Murong family, Gusu Murong is not a member of the royal family, right?" someone guessed.

"Bah! Regardless of whether the royal family is royal or not, his Murong family has such great ambitions that he intends to rebel and overthrow my Great Song Dynasty?! What a wishful thinking! His heart can be punished!!"

The human heart is ugly, but civilization is not.More altruists are civilized, and more self-interested people are ugly.