The monk Hua and the old man Se fought hard, which made the onlookers cheer. After a few encounters, the monk Hua's right eye was blue and the corner of his mouth was cracked. It seemed that the monk Hua was injured on his head because he was too tall. The old man Se didn't ask for it and kept massaged his left rib. The place should have been punched hard. He grinned and sucked in the air conditioner.

Seeing that Monk Hua was injured on his face, the gangsters watching spoke loudly, constantly sarcastic, "praise" the monk's handsome appearance, and the monk's black eyes were the focus of everyone's eyes. These gangsters spoke viciously. Although Monk Hua was very thick-skinned, he couldn't bear it for a while. In anger, he shouted loudly, and went straight in, and punched three more punches at the wounded old man's left rib. Seeing that the old man could not dodge, the old man gritted his teeth and resisted three times, raised his right fist, hammering down like a giant hammer, and hitting it on the monk's bald head. Tianling is the key point of human body. Even if the monk is strong, he can't stand it. He felt dizzy and sat on the ground.

This was even more amazing. The onlookers burst into laughter and cheered. The old man was very proud and did not pursue the victory. He thought the onlookers cheered him and clasped his fists to thank the people next to him, which caused a lot of booing.

The monk suffered a loss and was slightly stunned on the ground. He was furious and suddenly took out the sword from the monk's robe and chopped the old man's legs on the spot. The old man jumped up and avoided it, pulled out an iron whip from his waist, and hugged the monk's head. In a blink of an eye, the knife was whipped and whipped it, and the killing was very lively. The onlookers applauded, but they couldn't stop retreating, fearing that the weapons would have no eyes and hurt themselves by accident. After a few moments, they actually surrounded me in the circle. I was very eye-catching outside the crowd. Now that I was surrounded by the circle, everyone was even more eye-catching. I had been used to this state of attention, so I didn't care. I just looked at the two people rolling in the field and fighting in the same place, but I didn't know that there were still a pair of beautiful big eyes in the field that were staring at me.

Two bored people in Yang Tiexin actually moved their weapons, and they were both angry and angry. They stepped forward and separated the two, but they really couldn't get in. They could only persuade each other: "Stop it. This is the important place of Shangjing, don't swing a knife and a gun." The two of them were so angry that they ignored him and almost injured Yang Tiexin several times.

The old man with lust is good kung fu, and the monk Hua is very physically strong. The two of them are not sure of the winner for a while. But not long after, the old man was sweating on his forehead and panting like a cow. His movements were no longer as flexible as he started to start. He also had to help his left rib from time to time, and it seemed that he was exhausted. The monk saw the advantage, and his knife was tight like a knife, and his attack was very strong. The old man was not careful, and a hole was cut in his leg. He felt panicked in his heart, and the monk was stomped into his butt and fell out.

The old man knew that it would be useless to continue to beat him. He glared at the monk fiercely, carried the iron whip, and limped into the crowd.

The monk worked hard and beat the old man. He was proud and said to Yang Tiexin with a smile: "Father-in-law, the son-in-law is polite." He had his eyes on the side, his lips were grinning, and his face was extremely funny, and the onlookers burst into laughter. Mu Nianci's face was angry, his eyebrows were raised, he took off his cloak, and seemed to want to go forward and take action. I shook my head secretly, "Silly girl, aren't you just teasing me for your two moves?

Fortunately, Yang Tiexin knew the importance of the matter. Although he was very angry, he stopped Mu Nianci, suppressed his anger, and said to the monk: "Master is joking, the little girl cannot be the master's kindness."

The monk glared and said angrily: "What kind of love is not a good person? I just like your beautiful daughter. Old guy, hide aside." He said that and pushed Yang Tiexin.

Yang Tiexin took a step back and dodged, then buckled his hands and grabbed the monk's wrist. Unfortunately, the two had a very different skill. The monk shook his wrist and pushed harder. Yang Tiexin took a few steps back, and suddenly couldn't stand steadily and fell to the ground. Mu Nianci was frightened and angry, and hurried forward to help his father up.

The monk laughed and wanted to reach out to grab Mu Nianci. Seeing this, Mu Nianci didn't care to help his father up, and his left foot was a little bit, his body was like an arrow, and he suddenly jumped backward. The monk rushed to follow and wanted to grab Mu Nianci's foot. Mu Nianci twisted his body in the air, flew out with his left foot, and kicked the opponent's nose directly. Not only did he avoid the monk, he could use attack as a defense, and use a few tricks to be beautiful. The people watching the audience saw that Mu Nianci was beautiful and beautiful, and the monk looked annoying and acted in a vulgar manner, so they cheered Mu Nianci together, hoping that she could beat the monk.

Seeing Yang Tiexin being pushed to the ground, my face darkened. Although I had no feelings for this so-called biological father, I was really unhappy to watch him being bullied. I was attracted by the crowd of onlookers, but I couldn't see anyone who was interested in taking action. I couldn't help but curse in my heart, Guo Jing, you little bastard, where have you been hiding? No matter how good the hero has the chance to save the beauty, I will not be sure of it.

Since Xiao Guo didn't know where he died, I can't watch Mu Nianci being teased, and my father Yang Tiexin was beaten without taking action. Seeing Mu Nianci wandering around the field, it was getting more and more difficult. It seemed that it would not be supported for a long time. I sighed and shouted to the field: "Hey, that bald donkey, you are shameless. I have been bullying the little girl for the past day. Do you think there is no hero in Shangjing?"

Hearing this, the monk took a few steps back and stopped chasing Mu Nianci. He turned around and cursed, "Who is the bastard who cares about the Buddha's idiot business? Are you impatient to live?"

The onlookers were watching the monk rage and felt uneasy. Now someone is naturally happy to stand up and praise me. Seeing that it was me who made a statement to relieve her, Mu Nianci turned red and lowered her head and retreated to Yang Tiexin's side.

I snorted coldly, looked at the monk with my eyes squinted, "Bald donkey, do you want to fight with me?"

Before the monk could answer, the people next to him started to clamor: "What are you talking about with the bald donkey? Don't just talk about it and don't practice. Let the men open their eyes." It seemed that even the fights were full of attention and they all hoped that someone would practice another game.

Seeing that I was dressed in rich and noble, the monk didn't dare to offend him in words, and said, "It's the end. I want to meddle in other people's business. Let's talk about it if I beat Master Buddha."

Since it has reached this point, I naturally have to take action. I smiled slightly, climbed my left foot on the stirrup, jumped into the venue, and smiled at the monk, "Don't regret it when you asked me to take action."

The monk was a person who knew the goods. When I saw my light-handed skills, I knew that my martial arts were only higher than his, but at the end of the day he could no longer allow him to retreat. He shouted: "Go to do it!" He jumped and rushed towards me. It seemed that he wanted to take advantage of the inconvenience of my movements in the brocade robe and catch me off guard.

Although it is not convenient to wear, I don’t need to jump and move this monk. I stand there and don’t move much, and only rely on my hands to attack the low-end monk. Although the Quanzhen Sect’s fists and feet are not first-class, it is indeed more than enough to deal with this monk. I block it casually and occasionally get a few moves, which makes the monk’s face a few more Yuqing.

Such a fight is naturally not as good as the evil fight between the monk and the old man just now. The onlookers next to me naturally felt bored. They saw that I was dressed gorgeously and did not dare to disrespect me, but they would not be polite to the monk. They treated the monk's scarred big head, and their words were so vicious that I couldn't help but want to laugh.

The monk became more and more frightened and more angry. The young man in front of him obviously didn't look down on him at all. He was simply humiliating him. He tried his best and could not get close to the range of his opponent's hands. The opponent was free and easy, blocking his hands, and rarely moving his feet. Occasionally, he left some scars on his face, which was obviously teasing him. The monk wanted to admit defeat, but he always felt too embarrassed. He gritted his teeth and used the old method. He did not dodge or avoid the fist that hit him in his left face. He resisted a heavy punch, and grabbed the opponent's wrist with a backhand.

Unexpectedly, this monk had such a hurry and wanted to hold my wrist to compete with me for wrist strength, so he naturally could not be as knowledgeable as this thick man. He circled his arm in a small circle, and with a slight effort, he had already shaken the monk's hand out. The monk was prepared, and grabbed my sleeves with the flow and refused to let go. The two of them grabbed them twice, and with a sneer, my sleeves were torn off half.
Chapter completed!