Those stall owners who were paying attention to Yayunzhai saw Zhang Xiaozhu and the old man walking out of the store. They thought that the transaction between the two of them and the goatee boss was over. They immediately walked towards Yayunzhai curiously and wanted to ask the goatee boss about the price. What's the treasure?
But before they opened the door of Yayunzhai, they heard the scolding of the old man carrying the birdcage, and then saw Zhang Xiaozu leading the old man to run away in a hurry, and they immediately realized that these two people were not good people.
They stood at the door and called Boss Goatee several times, but received no response from Boss Goatee. They had a bad feeling in their hearts, so they immediately broke through the barricade left by Zhang Xiaopeng and broke into the store.
"Something bad happened, Yayunzhai was robbed!"
"Boss Li is not in the store. I wonder if he was murdered by those two guys?"
"Chase, don't let them get away!"
When they entered the store, they first keenly smelled the smell of blood in the air. Then they discovered that some items seemed to be missing from the cabinet shelves, and the goatee boss was nowhere to be seen. They immediately roared anxiously.
However, they did not chase them out immediately. Instead, they looked at each other first, and then they shot at the cabinet shelves at the same time, grabbed a few valuable things and threw them into their own void space, and then chased them out.
Obviously, they wanted to make a fortune and then frame the missing items to Zhang Xiaozu and the old man.
"Boy, stop!"
"If you don't stop, I'm going to kill you!"
The old man chased Zhang Xiaopeng and reached the outside of Hucheng in a few breaths.
When he was in the city, he was worried about accidentally hurting the people, so it was inconvenient to take action. Now when he came outside the city and saw that Zhang Xiaopeng still didn't stop, he was about to take action immediately.
The old man's name is Feng Zhuo. He is the director of Antique Street and is responsible for handling conflicts and disputes on the street.
This is a very lucrative and easy job, and there are many pairs of eyes secretly coveting it, so he always handles things diligently and responsibly to avoid being caught by interested people.
Zhang Xiaopou's guilty conscience made him conclude that there was something wrong with Zhang Xiaopou, so he would definitely not let Zhang Xiaopou escape.
What's more, his speed is obviously faster than Zhang Xiaopeng, and he can catch up in no time.
How could Zhang Xiaopou dare to stop? Not only was he being chased by a guy whose cultivation level was higher than his own, but also several strong men were being chased out of Hucheng City. If he stopped, he would be dead.
The old man he held in his hand had already fainted from fright.
Whoosh!
Feng Zhuo stopped talking nonsense, grabbed a brown spear from the void space, and threw it towards Zhang Xiaopeng.
The spear shot instantly to Zhang Xiaopeng's back like an arrow from the string.
The hair on Zhang Xiaopou's back suddenly stood up, he turned around sharply, grabbed the Qinglong Open Sky Seal with his right hand and shot it towards the spear.
when!
The Qinglong Kaitian Seal slapped the spear and shot it backwards. Zhang Xiaopou used the force of the impact to accelerate violently, instantly widening the distance by a large margin.
Feng Zhuo grabbed the spear that flew back, but his arm was thrown back violently by the barrel of the gun. He almost missed it. He couldn't help being secretly surprised and shouted: "What a boy, such brute strength!"
Then he rushed to catch up.
After running another hundred miles, Zhang Xiaopeng was caught up again and entered Feng Zhuo's attack range.
But this time Feng Zhuo did not rush to attack, but closed the distance to a hundred feet before taking action suddenly.
Woo!
With a flick of his spear, spear shadows shot out all over the sky, pressing towards Zhang Xiaopeng overwhelmingly.
Zhang Xiaozu hurriedly spread out his body skills, moved left and right to dodge, and his escape speed suddenly slowed down.
Feng Zhuo seized the opportunity and rushed over, shouting coldly: "Boy, you can't escape now!"
At the same time, the spear shook violently and trapped Zhang Xiaopawn.
Seeing that he couldn't get rid of the spear-less attack, Zhang Xiaozu suddenly spread his fists and kicked back towards Feng Zhuo.
Although he was holding an old man in his hand, which was in the way, his physical skills were extremely superb and he still suppressed Feng Zhuo.
Feng Zhuo was caught off guard by Zhang Xiaopou's sudden approach. He withstood Zhang Xiaopou's heavy punches and kicks, and retreated again and again.
The close combat caused the spear in his hand to explode
Can't be used at any time.
And he was still holding a birdcage in his left hand.
Maybe he saw Zhang Xiaopou holding a person in his left hand and didn't want to win without force, so he didn't put away the birdcage.
"Master is biased. He taught his best skills to his junior brother."
Fufeng, who was hiding in the dark, had a sour expression on his face when he saw the physical skills performed by Zhang Xiaopou.
Taozu has three great skills, namely swordsmanship, talismans, and physical skills.
The sword was passed to senior brother Qingqu, and the talisman was passed to him.
The two of them have always been thinking about Daozu's physical skills, because physical skills are the strongest of Daozu's three abilities, but Daozu is very stingy and only teaches them part of them.
"With such a huge difference in strength, they can rely on physical skills to suppress their opponents. This is too strong."
"Envy, envy."
Fufeng looked at Zhang Xiaopu's superb moves with fists and feet, and was filled with envy.
"Boy, don't be so presumptuous!"
Feng Zhuo received several punches from Zhang Xiaopeng. Although he did not break through his protective defense, he was a little worried about his face and was furious in his heart.
boom!
His body shook, as if a forbidden door had been opened, and incomparable power surged out of his body.
The spear in his hand turned into a stick and swept out with a whine. The suppressive force forced Zhang Xiaozu back.
Zhang Xiaopou slapped the gun barrel with his palm, used the force to jump back, and tried to escape.
But Feng Zhuo seemed to have anticipated Zhang Xiaopou's thoughts, and shot out his spear like a dragon, suppressing Zhang Xiaopou in place.
"Lord Fengzhuo, I'm here to help you!"
"Boy, don't be so presumptuous in front of Lord Fengzhuo!"
"Quickly capture without mercy!"
The angry shouts of several other strong men who had been chased out of Tiger City could be heard. They were already dozens of miles away and would catch up in the blink of an eye.
"Xiao Bai, take him first! I'll catch up right away."
"There are also paintings, bring them with you."
Zhang Xiaozu was so anxious that he was sweating. He didn't care whether Bai Hu would be exposed, so he ordered Bai Hu to take the old man to take the first step.
At the same time, he pulled down the painting behind his back.
Because the painting of the Three Realms could not be stored in the void space, it was always carried on his back.
Bai Hu took the order and sprang out from Zhang Xiaopou's arms, his body reduced to several feet in size, and continued to flee forward with the old man and the painting of the Three Realms.
"stop!"
Feng Zhuo stabbed the white tiger quickly with his spear, hoping to keep the white tiger.
hold head high!
Zhang Xiaopou suddenly grabbed out his left hand, and with a loud roar, he grabbed the tip of the spear and stopped it.
"Dragon Catcher!"
"I'll go, is it so fierce?"
Fufeng stared at Zhang Xiaopou's left paw, his eyes widening.
It's nothing to grab Feng Zhuo's spear, he can do it easily.
However, there is a huge gap in strength between Zhang Xiaozu and Feng Zhuo. It would be unimaginably difficult to catch Feng Zhuo's spear dance at its peak.
That's why Fufeng was so surprised.
Zhang Xiaozu practiced on the ancient battlefield, and his cultivation level improved by leaps and bounds. As his cultivation level improved, the more inheritance he received from his Taoist ancestors, so his physical skills now have improved by an unknown number of levels compared to those of more than a year ago. .
That is to say, he met Liu Wuzhi, came to Tianwaitian, met strong men such as Lan Zhihuan, Longfeng Village Master, and Feng Zhuo in front of him. He seemed to be suppressed everywhere, making his combat power look weak.
actually not.
The best proof is that he can instantly kill the goatee boss with a holy level of cultivation with one punch.
So it's not that he is too weak, but that his opponent is too strong.
"let go!"
Feng Zhuo drew his gun fiercely.
Zhang Xiaopu took advantage of the situation and pushed Feng Zhuo a hundred feet away.
Then he turned around and ran away.
Feng Zhuo was furious, and he took a step forward suddenly, crossing the distance of a hundred feet, his spear pierced the air, and disappeared out of thin air the next moment. .
Zhang Xiaozhu's pupils suddenly trembled and he was startled.
With his hair down, he felt a breath of death coming towards him.
He wanted to capture Feng Zhuo's spear, but the opponent was already in front of him and it was too late.
Zhang Xiaopou dodged as quickly as possible, but the spear appeared strangely in front of him, as if he had been waiting for a long time.
puff!
The next moment, the spear pierced Zhang Xiaopou's chest.
"Haha..." Feng Zhuo laughed, raised his arm, lifted Zhang Xiaopeng into the air, and said jokingly: "Boy, let's take another look?"
His power exploded in Zhang Xiaozu's body, crushing Zhang Xiaozu's internal organs.
"cough…"
Zhang Xiaozhu coughed violently, and blood and broken organs spurted out from his mouth.
"Tell me, what bad thing did you do? Why did you run away?"
"Don't force me to search your soul."
Feng Zhuo asked.
Zhang Xiaopou suddenly jumped forward, his chest sliding along the barrel of the gun, and he instantly stepped in front of Feng Zhuo. He grabbed Feng Zhuo's gun-holding wrist with his left hand and punched him in the head with his right fist.
Roar!
A colorful tiger appeared on his fist.
"Fuhu Fist!"
Fufeng stared at Zhang Xiaopou's right fist, his eyes suddenly lit up, anticipating the power of Zhang Xiaopou's punch.
