Seeing Pan Suxuan and Shuang'er gradually falling into a desperate situation, Lao Shen suddenly said loudly: "Brothers, don't hurt that little girl. Brother, I want to marry her back as my wife! Let's work together to deal with this kid first!"
When Lao Jiang and others heard this, they stopped attacking Shuang'er and turned their weapons in their hands to greet Pan Suxuan. In this way, Pan Suxuan no longer has to worry about Shuang'er. Although the four of them are still forcing him to scramble, he can still cope with it in a short time.
Seeing Pan Suxuan's precarious situation, Shuang'er was anxious but had no choice. He thought to himself: "If I hadn't been in the way, Pan Shaoxia would have dealt with these people long ago. Even if he couldn't defeat them, he could at least escape unscathed. Now he is in trouble The danger is all caused by me, I...even if I risk my own life, I will protect him!"
Thinking of this, Lao Jiang happened to be slashing at Pan Suxuan with a ghost-headed sword. When Shuang'er saw it, he shouted loudly: "Don't hurt Pan Shaoxia!" He used his fists to hit Lao Jiang's chest.
When Lao Jiang saw this, he smiled, faced the direction of Shuang'er's fist, raised the sword in his hand, and waited for Shuang'er to bring his fist to the blade.
Unexpectedly, before the fist arrived, Lao Jiang could no longer hold the sword. A strong wind came. Then the ghost-headed sword in Lao Jiang's hand flipped backwards, and the blade hit Lao Jiang's shoulder without any bias. .
Lao Jiang screamed and withdrew from the battle group. Lao Shen didn't know why, and when he was wondering, he suddenly felt two strong winds coming from beside him. When he turned around, he saw Shuang'er hitting him with both fists.
Old Shen was shocked when he saw it, and thought to himself: "This... this little girl actually has such strong internal strength?! Could it be that she is a hidden martial arts master..." Before he could think about it, the fist wind had arrived, Lao Shen didn't dare to neglect and jumped forward in a hurry. Seeing that the blow missed, Shuang'er immediately stepped up to follow him and hit Old Shen directly in the heart with another punch. Lao Shen didn't dare to block it, so he leaned back and retreated more than ten feet away. Just as he stood firm, Shuang'er's fists came again...
Lao Shen was forced back step by step by Shuang'er, leaving only Lao Ma and Lao Qin on Pan Suxuan's side. Among the four, Lao Shen has the highest skill, Lao Jiang comes second, and Lao Ma and Lao Qin are a little behind. After Lao Jiang was injured and retreated, and Lao Shen was forced away by Shuang'er, Pan Suxuan braced himself and turned from defense to offense. The long sword flew in his hand and he launched a series of killing moves, beating Lao Ma and Lao Qin until they retreated step by step. He only has the ability to parry and has no ability to fight back.
Pan Suxuan knew in his heart that Lao Shen was only fooled by Shuang'er's deep internal strength for a short period of time, thinking that she was a hidden master. But it wouldn't take long for him to discover that although Shuang'er had deep internal strength, she was not good at martial arts moves. , but he knows nothing about boxing and kicking. Only in this very short period of time can he quickly knock down Lao Ma and Lao Qin, and then concentrate on dealing with Lao Shen with Shuang'er. Otherwise, if the three of them join forces again, he and Shuang'er may be afraid. Also lose more and win less.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but intensify my attack on Lao Ma and Lao Qin. Just as he was about to kill them both with his sword, he suddenly heard someone behind him say: "Good boy, the fire didn't burn you to death that day. You are really lucky. It's a pity that you met me today. Your luck is over." Got it!"
When Pan Suxuan looked back, he couldn't help but trembled in his heart, and thought to himself: "Isn't this person the second among the Twelve Evils in Jiangnan? (Pan Suxuan didn't know that the real second among the Twelve Evils in Jiangnan was Kou Biao, but he was in Xu Zhongwu that day. When I heard others calling him that, I thought he was the second son of the Twelve Evils in Jiangnan) Could it be that he also took refuge in Old Man Tianqi?"
While thinking in his mind, he sneered: "How can my luck compare with yours? How did you, that skinny Jiang Fei, and eight boxes of thunder bombs disappear in the fire?" Keyuan
Although Zhao Niantong has not yet mastered Kung Fu, he has mastered the key points of the palm technique, and his attacks are as fast as lightning. Zhao Niantong shook his head and said: "How could it be fish scale soft armor? Hasn't this treasure been lost for thirty years? Senior brother, you have never seen it, how can you be sure that he is wearing the fish scale soft armor, the first of the three treasures of our sect?"
Pan Suxuan said: "Although I have never seen it with my own eyes, I looked at the wall and saw that it was densely covered with silk and brocade flowers. The colors were dazzling under the sunlight. The strange thing is that although there are many goods, there are few customers in the store, including Zhao Niantong. There were only five or six people, and three clerks were standing behind the cloth cabinet.
Shuang'er looked straight at him, his face flushed with sadness, and he thought to himself: Why does this girl look at me like this? Could it be that I said something wrong? So he cupped his fists and cupped his hands and said, "I don't mean to disturb the girl, but I just saw that you were a little embarrassed, so I wanted to give you some words of comfort. If there is anything rude, please don't worry about it!"
When Shuang'er heard this, he woke up from his thoughts and said hurriedly: "No, no..."
Seeing his panic, Pan Suxuan showed his courtesy! Do you still want an old-timer to call you a lady? I think you are really shameless and immoral..."
As soon as I said this, I heard the woman in red laughing wildly! In the midst of laughter, Zhao Niantong suddenly felt a flash of white light in front of his eyes, and secretly said something bad. He wanted to dodge but it was too late to say anything like this. Second brother, maybe the boss has found some magic pill that can cure your illness and cure you for these years. What about his chronic illness? "
"Third brother, cough... I know my own body well. If this 'big cold attacks the heart' disease could be cured, I wouldn't have suffered for so many years!"
When the black-clothed boy heard this, his heart trembled, and he thought: "This person actually suffers from the 'Great Cold Attacks the Heart' disease? I heard from my father that this disease is a very serious internal injury. If it hadn't been caused by Xuan Ming's fingers or the cold ice, The injuries caused by the Divine Palm were caused by the people practicing Yin martial arts going crazy. The cause of the illness of the person in front of me cannot be said in this way. Second brother, maybe the boss has found some miraculous medicine that can cure the disease and cure you. Where are the chronic illnesses that have persisted for many years?”
"Third brother, cough... I know my own body well. If this 'big cold attacks the heart' disease could be cured, I wouldn't have suffered for so many years!"
When the black-clothed boy heard this, his heart trembled, and he thought: "This person actually suffers from the 'Great Cold Attacks the Heart' disease? I heard from my father that this disease is a very serious internal injury. If it hadn't been caused by Xuan Ming's fingers or the cold ice, The injuries sustained by the divine palm were caused by the person practicing Yin martial arts going crazy. The cause of the illness of the man in front of him also raised his breath, leaned down, exerted force under his feet, and chased towards the northwest.
After a while, he caught up with Ma Sheng, but there was still a gap of seven or eight feet between him and the man in black in front. When Ma Desheng saw that he was the eldest young master, he was about to speak. Chen Mo shook his head and signaled him to be silent. Ma Desheng understood this, and the two of them chased the man in black one after the other.
After chasing after each other, as the distance between him and the man in black gradually narrowed, a trace of doubt arose in Chen Mo's heart. He felt that the man in black was not only extremely skilled in qinggong, but also knew the terrain of the mansion very well. He saw that the direction in which he was escaping was a remote corner gate in the northwest of the mansion. Not far outside the gate was the cornfield planted by farmers on the outskirts of the city. If he Entering the cornfield, trying to find him is like looking for a needle in a haystack, which is even more difficult. The strangest thing is that the escape route of the man in black is not as random as imagined, but seems to have been planned long ago, which can't help but make people suspicious.
