The man in black sneered: "Why do you want to stop me?"

Luo Feiyu complained in his heart, but did not move his feet even half a step. He held the short stick horizontally and tried to delay time: "I probably guessed who you are. Chu Liuxiang is investigating the leader of the assassin organization. You are worried that he will find out your true identity.

, so we have to get rid of him with the help of Xue Yiren. The whole city of Xuejiazhuang is searching for Chu Liuxiang. You are afraid that if we notify Chu Liuxiang, he will run away and ruin your good deeds, right? "

The man in black obviously thinks that these beggars are nothing to be afraid of, and is willing to let them be sensible: "Not bad."

Luo Feiyu gestured to Zhu Ting and the others from behind to let them walk, and then continued calmly: "But you have forgotten that the more you try to cover up something, the more it will appear that this place is worthless. You are so anxious to think about it.

Let Chu Liuxiang die because he has already seen you."

The man in black glared at Zhu Ting and the others who were moving, but made no reply.

"Beggars are the most pervasive people in the world. You can easily figure out who went where and when! Not only are you afraid that we will notify Chu Liuxiang, but you are also afraid that if he escapes by chance, he will get information from us, thus

Deduced your identity." Luo Feiyu said quickly, "Your Excellency and our Beggar Clan are both businessmen, so why don't we each take a step back and save some time for our work so that we can meet each other in the future."

Xue Xiaoren laughed heartily, "I didn't expect that among a group of rough beggars, there would be a girl who is both rough and thin." His laughter suddenly stopped and he suddenly attacked: "Since you have guessed who I am, you should also know this

Only dead people in this world will not reveal secrets!"

Luo Feiyu had expected that he would attack, and hit the dog with a stick head on. Xue Xiaoren's breath was stagnant, and the thrust of the sword was frozen.

Luo Feiyu knew that he was no match for him, but fortunately he was a beggar now. Even if he couldn't deal any damage, he could still do it as long as his combos were stable enough and he wanted to control the opponent for a while.

He quickly came up with a plan and shouted loudly to Zhu Ting behind him: "Hoof! Master is here to teach you the ultimate secret of Beggar Clan Dunren today!"

Luo Feiyu slapped the ball on the spot, and his inner energy shot out into the sky like a fountain.

Xue Xiaoren had suffered a loss with this move just now. He thought that if Luo Feiyu's move was old, he would be able to break it easily. However, his inner strength was stuck with some strange energy, which affected his entire movements.

It all slowed down a lot. He clearly saw through Luo Feiyu's palm skills, but he could only watch helplessly as he was lifted up into the sky again.

Luo Feiyu deliberately shouted loudly to Zhu Ting: "Did you see it? This is called the Six Dragons of Time!" When he said this, he was already ready for the next palm.

Zhu Ting rolled his eyes, clapped his hands behind him, and said excitedly: "F*ck! What is this guy in Shihu with so many dragons coming out to beat him up!"

Luo Feiyu's Crazy Dragon was followed by another dog move, laughing: "This is called the Crazy Dragon Dance!"

After the dial dog hit, Xue Xiaoren froze again. Luo Feiyu's feet didn't even touch the ground. He turned over in the air and pushed out with his palm, and there was another powerful dragon strike.

"Big dragon head, plus countless slaps, this is called a dragon with regrets!"

"Oh oh oh!!" Zhu Ting even started to tear off his clothes to take notes.

Luo Feiyu hit and hit, and regained some of the feel of playing Beggar's Gang, seamlessly controlling Xue Xiaoren, one palm after another, adding sticks from time to time, and stacking dragons on him.

"Shihu! How can this Atsushi be pushed around for a long time?"

"The dragons are crossing the river! The two dragons are fetching water! The dragons are traveling around the world!"

Luo Feiyu pushed Xue Xiaoren to the edge of the tree with another powerful palm, but Yanyu and Bangda were chopping. He blocked the dog with a short stick, and in seconds there was no dog in the world. Thick green bamboos stabbed out from the ground, and Zhu Tinghe

The little pockmarked ones couldn't bear to blink after seeing it.

"There is no splash when a Shu dog barks, but the last blow can make the opponent roll very happily!"

"Ouch! This rhythm is so exciting!"

Xue Xiaoren was so enthralled by him, and listened to their master and apprentice singing in harmony, that his face turned blue with anger, and he felt an indescribable feeling of suffocation.

Those palm strikes on his body were not painful or itchy at all, but it was extremely embarrassing for him, a dignified leader, to be beaten to the ground by a female beggar.

What frightened him even more was that every time Luo Feiyu struck out, the force was stronger than before. If Luo Feiyu's sixth strike at the beginning made him feel insignificant, then Luo Feiyu's sixth strike made him feel insignificant.

When Kang Long fought out, its power was enough that he did not dare to underestimate the enemy.

Xue Xiaoren realized that Luo Feiyu's palm technique was just like the "Crazy One Hundred and Eight Fights" of the "Crazy Lion" iron battle.

This is called the combination of flowers, palms and sticks. Once the moves are connected, they are like a violent storm, leaving no chance for the opponent to breathe. And the key to this palm technique is the gradual strength. She has enough energy to save every time she launches a move.

The more combos, the greater the stamina, and the continuous palm power becomes stronger and stronger. If she is allowed to fight to the end, her power may be comparable to the top masters in the world!

Xue Xiaoren finally showed his true feelings and cursed: "It's too much to bully others!"

His figure twisted in the air at an extremely tricky and strange angle. With a flick of his wrist, dense sword light spread out thousands of miles away.

Luo Feiyu went up against the dragon with the damage-reducing buff. It was a life-threatening move, trying to get stabbed but still trying to get on top of the dragon.

Zhu Ting and the other little guys were startled. They finally saw the danger, and their cheering voices became weaker.

Luo Feiyu took out the seventh palm of his hand, Dragon Strike, and regained control. However, his body was also pricked by the sword in several places. The wounds could not help but bleed from the tearing effect. He stuffed a big medicine into his mouth,

He deliberately said contemptuously: "You can still fight back now. When I fight the dragon to the 800th floor, I will see if you don't die suddenly on the spot!"

Xue Xiaoren was shocked when he heard this. There were actually as many as eight hundred moves in this difficult palm technique combo!

She has only hit the seventh palm now, and the power has doubled to this extent. Let alone the eight hundredth palm, she is afraid that she will not be able to catch the twentieth palm!

His sword then became faster and sharper.

Luo Feiyu intended to scare him, but he didn't care about the sword blades that he couldn't avoid. He focused on taking the beggar gang's difficult and clinging characteristics to the extreme. The dragon head of the eighth palm was filled with layers of palms.

Ying roared out, and Xue Xiaoren looked extremely ugly after receiving the palm, but he also pierced Luo Feiyu's shoulder with his sword.

Little Mazi was so anxious that he cried, his nose and tears mixed together and he shook Little Vulcan's arm: "What should I do, boss! Ah Jiu, Ah Jiu seems like he can't hold it anymore..."

The little Vulcan was also scratching his ears and heart in a panic. He didn't want to leave Luo Feiyu and run away, but he was also afraid that if the man in black really killed Sister Jiu'er, then neither Pig Trotters nor Little Pockmarked would be able to escape.

Zhu Ting was calmer than the two of them. Seeing that the momentum was not right, he immediately pushed them to hide in the temple, "Why are you poking like this! Move!"

Xue Xiaoren snorted: "Don't even think about running away!"

Luo Feiyu narrowed his eyes and slapped Long Yue over, making the flesh on his face tremble three times. He took the opportunity to pick up the wine bottle he carried with him and drank it up, laughing wildly and dripping with joy.

A smile can spread across the world, and you can become drunk with heroism!

Zhu Ting's eyes were wide open, and he kept saying "f*ck, f*ck".

Xue Xiaoren has always thought that the so-called "wine beggars" and "wine wizards" in the world are ridiculous, because if a person drinks too much alcohol, his strength and courage may become stronger, but his reaction will definitely be slower. Therefore, there is no such thing as drinking alcohol in the world.

The more you have, the higher your martial arts will be.

When masters compete with each other, without a clear head, it is tantamount to death. This little beggar was so desperate that he broke his glass before he died, yet he actually dared to drink in front of him.

He smiled mockingly and raised his sword to give Luo Feiyu a blow, but suddenly he realized that the weakened energy in this person was surging again after she drank.

He saw Luo Feiyu, who was drinking wine, showing him a mysterious smile. This smile made him feel dangerous.

He found that the wounds on her body were no longer bleeding.

Luo Feiyu wiped the corner of his lips with the back of his hand, slung the stick on his shoulder, and said with an evil smile: "Let's have another 800 rounds with my aunt!"

This woman is a lunatic! A monster!!

Xue Xiaoren couldn't help but retreat, holding the hilt of the sword in surprise. The thought of being entangled by Luo Feiyu again made him feel fearful in his heart.

This man cannot be beaten to death, and he is difficult to fight with. There is such a powerful figure among the disciples of the Songjiang Prefecture Beggar Clan, and his status in the gang is probably not low.

If it were an ordinary beggar, he would just kill him, but if he killed someone he shouldn't have touched by mistake and provoked the Hundred Thousand Beggar Gang to attack him, it would be really troublesome.

Xue Xiaoren's eyes dimmed, and with a feint, he disappeared into the darkness again and said harsh words: "If I learn that the Beggar Gang spreads a word about what happened today, Songjiang Mansion will never see beggars again!"

Luo Feiyu pretended to chase him, but after hearing a few rustling sounds in the forest, the Xue Yiren on his target list finally disappeared completely.

He sat cross-legged on the spot, drank the rice wine in the jar in one go, and then let out a long breath.

Zhu Ting rolled and crawled over, rubbing his shoulders and legs, which made Luo Feiyu grit his teeth in pain.

Zhu Ting's eyes were astonishingly bright: "Holy shit, shit! Shit, Shit, Shit! That guy in there just laughed so drunk!! What a handsome thief!!!"

Xiao Mazi sniffed and stared at Luo Feiyu with worry on his face, not daring to speak.

Luo Feiyu stretched out his hand and rubbed his head, which made the boy burst into laughter.

"I'm not dead, why are you crying! Sister, I will teach you this, listen up! A man's tears cannot flow out! Even if they do, they can only flow into his stomach!" Of course, when a man has other purposes, weapons

Tears are naturally counted separately.

"I...I will definitely take my brothers and learn kung fu from you in the future!" Xiao Mazi threw herself into Luo Feiyu's arms, hugging his waist and refusing to let go.

Luo Feiyu saw that his nose was smeared on her body, and her fists were raised, but the furry little head on her body was arched, and she raised her head in confusion with half of her eyes exposed:

"Hey Ah Jiu, why are you... flat-chested?"

"!!"

The author has something to say: Zhu Ting: Damn it! Shit, Shit! That guy was drunk with a smile just now!! What a handsome thief!!!

Luo Feiyu: Are you handsome? Are you energetic? Do you want to learn?

Zhu Ting: Uh-huh-huh!!

Luo Feiyu: Come on, recite the notes you just took in class for me, starting with Shi Cheng!
Chapter completed!