Zhang Xiang felt a chill in his heart. He turned around with difficulty and saw a beggar-looking man looking at him with a grin on his face, holding the handle of the dagger in one hand.
"You...who are you?" Zhang Xiang never dreamed that someone would stab him in the back. This was like a mantis stalking the cicada and the oriole behind.
Strangely enough, Hu Yongbing, who was originally deadpan, seemed to have curled his mouth and closed his eyes just now.
Perhaps he was willing to die because he felt that someone had avenged him.
"I, the old beggar, have been waiting here for hundreds of years for this magical sword, and I have been looking for it for hundreds of years. I didn't expect you to find it as soon as you looked for it. I admire you so much! Thank you!" The old beggar looked proud. This is yours as it should be, and you can't run away from it.
This old beggar was the singing and dancing beggar Wang Dachun met during the day. Unexpectedly, he was not crazy at all. The reason why he pretended to be crazy was because of Emperor Qianlong's magical sword.
"You...you you..." Zhang Xiang was so angry that he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. For this magical sword, he even killed his own brothers and got a reputation of treachery. Unexpectedly, he ended up marrying someone else. Clothes.
How sad!
"What are you doing? Do you think you died unjustly? A scumbag like you who even attacked your own good brother, not to mention the magic sword. Even if you don't have the sword, I will kill you if I meet you. ." The old beggar was very disdainful of Zhang Xiang, he looked down on such a person at all.
"Hmph, don't even think about...getting it!" After Zhang Xiang said that, he swallowed the storage ring containing the Shenfeng sword in one gulp, and then he died with a twist of his neck.
This guy is also a ruthless person, and he will not let the old beggar have an easy time even if he dies.
The old beggar's face changed, and he turned around anxiously, "You... what should I do now? I, the old beggar, don't want to see blood the most, what should I do now?" Suddenly his eyes lit up, "Yes! It seems that I have to force it. Let me, the old beggar, use the most insidious and vicious tricks in the world that are beyond recognition!"
After the old beggar finished speaking, he kicked Zhang Xiang in the stomach. Zhang Xiang's body sat up due to a nervous reaction, but the storage ring did not spit out.
The old beggar touched Zhang Xiang's forehead and said, "Lie down for me!"
Then he kicked with both feet, and in the end only afterimages could be seen. Poor Zhang Xiang probably never dreamed that he would be mistreated like this after death!
Wang Dachun hid in the beam and watched with dumbfounded eyes. However, instead of feeling sympathy for him, he even felt relieved. After all, this guy stabbed his brother in the back before. Such a scumbag did not deserve sympathy at all.
The reason why he didn't come down to snatch it was because he wasn't sure, because he couldn't see through the old beggar's strength at all. It gave him the same feeling as Dao Wuming. This old beggar was probably a half-step master of holding pills. , so he did not dare to act rashly.
The old beggar almost spoiled Zhang Xiang's corpse. As soon as he put his foot down, he sat up, then lay down again, and then sat up again.
However, the storage ring never came out. Wang Dachun jumped down from the beam and said, "Senior, it seems that you can't do this without looking beyond recognition."
"Huh? Young man, tell me what to do now?" The old beggar did not ask why Wang Dachun appeared here. Maybe he had already discovered the traces of Wang Dachun hiding.
Wang Dachun spat and said: "It's beyond recognition and your feet are not good enough, then you can use your Piao Piao Fist."
The old beggar frowned and said, "But I don't know how."
Wang Dachun said: "I can!"
The old beggar put his hands on his hands and laughed, "Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up!"
"good!"
After Wang Dachun said this, he punched Zhang Xiang in the face.
Then he punched as hard as a punch, and punched as fast as a punch, and in the end it turned into afterimages.
Finally, the ring finally came out of Zhang Xiang's hand. Wang Dachun, with quick eyes and quick hands, grabbed the ring in his hand and put it into the magic weapon space.
"Old man, it's okay. I finally beat this guy to death. I'll take my leave now!" After saying that, he turned around and left, jumping downstairs.
He used his magic pupil to scan before and found that the ring was still in Zhang Xiang's mouth and had not been swallowed into his stomach. It might be because he died before taking his last breath. That's why Wang Dachun took the risk. He felt that the old beggar's nerves were somewhat abnormal, but he didn't expect that he was actually successfully deceived.
The old beggar hugged Wang Dachun and said, "Thank you, little brother."
Wang Dachun waved his hand, "You're welcome!"
The old beggar suddenly slapped his thigh, "That's not right, the storage ring seems to have been taken away by that boy, my magic sword!"
After saying that, he chased after Wang Dachun, "Boy, leave the sword."
Wang Dachun staggered at his feet, "I'll go! Isn't this old beggar very stupid if he reacts so quickly?"
After saying that, he ran out quickly and quickly ran out of Yuhua Pavilion.
"Boy, where are you running!" The old beggar was so fast that he caught up with him in the blink of an eye.
Wang Dachun's expression changed, "No! This old beggar is indeed a half-step master of holding elixirs!"
Wang Dachun ran away. He only regretted that his parents had lost a few legs. He was depressed. There were too many masters in Kyoto. Every beggar he met was a master of half-step elixirs. How could he survive? ah!
In fact, there can be a few masters like the old beggar, but they just happened to be met by Wang Dachun.
Choo Choo Choo……
Wang Dachun thought, and a stream of silver light flew towards the old beggar, flying needles to hit acupuncture points. Taking this opportunity, he quickly ran out and his body flew up.
The old beggar's tattered clothes caught all the silver needles in one pocket, "Boy, give me the ring, or the old beggar will make you look good." After saying this, he shook his clothes, and all the silver needles flew towards Wang Dachun. past.
"Grass!"
Wang Dachun lunged forward and dodged most of the flying needles, but two silver needles were still inserted into his buttocks. Fortunately, they were not inserted into important acupuncture points.
Although this is not very offensive, it is extremely insulting. After all, my flying needle did not hurt others but was hurt by others. It was a bit embarrassing to tell it!
"Soul Vortex!"
Without saying a word, Wang Dachun threw out a soul vortex, and then shot the old beggar directly in the throat with a flying knife.
After doing this, Wang Dachun continued to run forward without even looking. Now he only had to escape from the old man's pursuit and it would be considered a success.
The old beggar was really powerful. He stretched out his hand and caught his flying knife. At the same time, the soul vortex didn't seem to cause much trouble to him. It only took a few breaths to break the soul vortex. .
Wang Dachun's expression changed, and his speed immediately increased to the limit.
