son-in-law

Chapter 470
There was a loud bang.

At the entrance of the barren village, this was a blow that Monk Tun Yun could never imagine.

With the old man's one-handed punch, the fist wind whistled in an instant.For the first time, there was only that simple punch in his eyes, which was swung, enlarged, and formed a vortex...

In the eyes of Ning Yi and the others, the old man just tilted his head slightly, and pushed out a punch at Monk Tun Yun, but the vortex that sounded was not from the old man, but Monk Tun Yun suddenly suddenly Shrinking his body, on the old man's fist wind, the body and the cassock formed a vortex-like depression, and the huge robe sleeves rolled up.Then it flew two or three feet backwards directly.

He is highly skilled in martial arts, especially known for his light work. This time, the soles of his feet don't seem to have much movement. His whole body was only agitated by the fist wind, but he flew two or three feet away like an electric shock, and even danced with the sound of breaking the wind. .Purely for viewing, it is many times more powerful than the old man's sideways punches.It's just that he retreated to the wall of an earthen house three outside and stopped, and his face has changed.Ning Yi may not have understood the power of the old man's boxing at this time, but Yu could clearly see the reactions on everyone's faces, and applauded softly, "It's so light." Hong Ti next to him smiled slightly.

Compared with Ning Yi's slightly narrow words at this time, the faces of the people over there are solemn, some people are puzzled and others are horrified.Although Ning Yi spoke in such a low voice, his heart was actually the same as the face of the person over there, wondering about the identity of the old man who suddenly appeared.At this time, he was actually feeling bad.It's just that the old man hadn't targeted him yet, and with that punch, the old man had already turned around.

"Lu Wenhu." He just heard him say, "You guys are really becoming less and less particular, and you have actually started to associate with such bandits!"

Lu Wenhu frowned and looked solemn. Beside the earthen house, the monk Tun Yun was still saying, "What are you..." But a name that flashed immediately made him react, "Tie...you are..."

"Hmph, Monk Tun Yun, I've seen your name on the government's wanted list here. Since it's fateful to meet you, this old man will save you for the people of this place."

When the old man spoke, he retracted his palm and turned, clenched his fist, and took a step.

The distance of two or three feet passed by one step, which seemed to be an extremely ordinary scene, but it was a punch that was as calm as a mountain, and was swung towards Monk Tun Yun.In the face of this punch, the monk who just stood firm had no time to say more, his body danced and swayed wildly, as if he had changed five or six shapes in an instant, but it was like a mosquito flying desperately on the muzzle of a cannon, Another bang, this punch hit the iron cassock, and immediately, the mud splashed from the back, and the monk swallowing cloud squeezed out between the fist wind and the wall of the earthen house. Drop a piece.

His figure squeezed out, swayed, and at a distance of more than ten feet, he grabbed a companion and pushed it towards the blue-robed old man, but with a bang, the old man approached his eyes and grabbed it with a big hand.There was a loud bang on the side, and the martial artist pushed out by the swallowing cloud made the old man fly with a punch and crashed directly into the mud house next to him.This house had been in disrepair for a long time, and was squeezed by the back of the cloud swallowing monk, and then suffered this bump, and it collapsed with a rumble.The old man next to him and Monk Tun Yun had already fought several times. The monk in the large robe kept retreating, his robe sleeves and fists slammed back, but every time he was smashed by the old man with one arm or simply The defense was broken with one punch.But he is also a master. Every time he is smashed open, he immediately changes his moves to fight back. With the step back, he is fast and slow. It seems that he does not suffer the same big loss as before.

This state of affairs only lasted five to six breaths.

Ning Yi didn't understand the specific situation of the whole situation and the situation of the two sides, only to hear the monk Tun Yun shout: "Zhou Tong! You are deceiving people too much—"

An idea in Ning Yi's mind landed, and only the iron-armed Zhou Dong could match the identity of the old man in front of him.And after these words, Monk Tun Yun retreated again, grabbed a round of stone mill and smashed it towards Zhou Tong, Zhou Tong waved his palm and pushed the stone mill into the earth wall next to him. At the same time, Zhou Tong snorted coldly at the foot of Monk Tun Yun, "I want to leave!" He reached out and grabbed it.

Monk Tunyun had just jumped up when Zhou Tong grabbed his monk robe with his palm, and in the smoke and dust from the fallen earth wall next to him, the two waved and demolished each other two or three times.Ning Yi heard a bang, and a figure was knocked out of the sky. After rolling down to the ground, he spat out a mouthful of blood, got up and ran.

The cassock was still in Zhou Tong's hand, and the monk Tun Yun, who had escaped from the shell of Jin Chan, jumped over a waterway outside the barren village, rushed into the deserted fields, and ran wildly.Perhaps because he felt that the danger was not removed, he didn't even say a word.It was also the first time that Ning Yi saw someone who could run so fast.

Zhou Tong frowned and threw away the iron robe, took a few steps, picked up a piece of stone that had been shattered by a stone mill on the ground, and threw it out following the cloud-swallowing monk running in the distance.The stone broke through the wind and whistled, passing a distance of hundreds of meters like a cannonball. It hit the back of the figure. Monk Tun Yun spat out a mouthful of blood, rolled out a distance of five or six feet in the wormwood in the field, and then climbed up and ran. to the distance.

The back of Ning Yi and Hongti had already come over, and the middle-aged man who was with Zhou Tong seemed to want to chase, but in the end he didn't chase after them.Seeing the other party rush into the forest, Zhou Tong shook his head with his hands on his back.

After a moment of silence, Zhou Tongcai looked at Ning Yi and Hongti again.Lu Wenhu and others tentatively cupped their hands: "Senior Zhou, Zhou, is this time..."

"Why I came here has nothing to do with you, don't let me see you with those treacherous people, let's go!"

After this sentence, Lu Wenhu and others left quickly as if they were being granted amnesty.Ning Yi was a little unhappy in his heart. Hong Ti, who was beside him, was said to be a master, and he was not well-known, so these guys would kill him desperately.Zhou Tong is also a master, and has the name of number one in the world. When he was alone in the Monk Swallowing Cloud, no matter what Lu Wenhu dared to shoot, how dare he still want to be the leader of the alliance, what a joke!

If there is a siege, there may be a chance...

This is what I thought in my heart. Although Ning Yi couldn't objectively evaluate Zhou Tong's skills, he has been famous for many years and his reputation is well-deserved.When he hit Monk Tunyun just now, he almost punched like a mountain. Judging from the momentum that a strongman like Monk Tunyun couldn't avoid with every punch, it was estimated that it was even higher than Hongti.And as everyone left, a certain feeling had become clear from the bottom of his heart, making him involuntarily feel the position of the musket on the side of his thigh.

It wasn't long before that feeling came true.

The old man put his hands on his back, looked at this side, and when he spoke again, he was no longer arrogant to Lu Wenhu's group: "Ning Rentu, Miss Lu, and the old man Zhou Tong, passed by here today, and was ordered to take the lives of both of them. ."

"I knew I should be besieging you with everyone..." Ning Yi sighed, "Order from the Taiwei's Mansion?"

Zhou Tong originally kept his eyes on Hongti, but after Ning Yi's words, he looked at Ning Yi: "As expected of a demon..." He turned his eyes back to Hongti and said with a smile, "So "This girl Lu, come and pick me up for three punches."

This generation of master said this without much domineering pressure and voiceover.Hongti, who had been watching Zhou Tong's shot, also had a calm gaze. At this time, he nodded and handed the long sword to Ning Yi: "Okay."

Ning Yi took the long sword and looked at her expression carefully, but couldn't see much.When Lu Hongti walked forward, Ning Yi bowed his hands to the middle-aged man in blue shirt who walked over: "Hello, senior."

The middle-aged man also smiled and bowed to Ning Yi: "Hello, Mr. Ning." Ning Yi thought that this person might be a servant, and then realized that he might be Zhou Tong's servant. Just follow, with a master like Zhou Tong, when he is 40 years old, he will become a master.

Ning Yi thought about how to say the next sentence, but the middle-aged man approached and said with a smile, "I wonder how Young Master Ning knew that the order was issued by the Taiwei's mansion?" Ning Yi shook his head in a friendly manner: "Recently I ended up with this Liangzi, maybe Liangshan's movement was too big... You said, three fists should be fine, right?"

He was attacking from the side and wanted to ask what would happen next. The middle-aged man smiled, but shook his head: "This... It's hard to say, Young Master Ning has to be prepared."

At this time, Hongti walked five or six feet away from Zhou Tong, clasped his fists and bowed. Although it seemed quite solemn, it was not as imposing as it is said in ordinary novels.This grandmaster battle seems to be extremely simple, after all, this is not a world in which a master fights with vigour.Just after hearing the middle-aged man's words, Ning Yi's face suddenly changed: "What are you kidding... Monk Tunyun has more than three punches, so we have to take a sword..."

Before he finished speaking, Hongti over there took a stance and stepped out, Zhou Tong no longer had his hands on his back, smiled, and moved forward. At a distance of ten feet, the two figures suddenly rushed together.During the high-speed sprint, Ning Yi vaguely felt that Hongti's figure was like the steps and stance of Tai Chi, but the speed was several times faster. , throwing a punch, the front of the punch is diagonally downward, taking the opponent's lower abdomen, which is the most regular punching method.

With a bang, Hong Ti's palm was pressed down, and the huge force sank to the ground. Ning Yi saw Hong Ti's figure shortened, as if pressing Zhou Tong's fist to guide the power downward.Under the feet of the two of them, the loess ground even stirred up dust ripples.Ning Yi could see Zhou Tong's movements clearly, but he couldn't see Hong Ti's. It was just that after the force was released, Hong Ti's figure exploded, and with a bang, it seemed that the world in front of him was directly smashed by the strength of his shoulders. .1 was knocked out, the dust rose, Zhou Tong's body was knocked out, Hong Ti turned around, took a false step, and opened his fists.

Ning Yi seemed to have seen a miracle. He never expected that Hongti's martial arts had reached this level. Facing Zhou Dong's punch, he even knocked him back.It was just that such joy and astonishment had not yet flowed from his heart to his throat, and Zhou Tong's laughter could be heard in his ears.

"OK--"

That haha ​​was still Zhou Tong's voice while he was retreating, and then the "Okay" he uttered suddenly, but it was like thunder and furious waves. With the retreat and advance of Zhou Tong's figure, it suddenly swept in, Ning Yier said. The roar in the middle expanded, and on the other side of the field of vision, after being knocked back, Zhou Tong moved straight forward, and his fists slammed towards Hongti.

The fist is heavy, but silent.

Hongti sealed his hands and held it for a moment, his body flew out of the air towards the rear, spurting blood, and rolled to the ground.

Ning Yi's head was blank for a moment, he never imagined that the battle between the two would start and end in an instant.And the voice of the middle-aged man beside him completely entered Ning Yi's ears at this time.

"The older my master is, the deeper his cultivation is, but his body can't keep up with his cultivation after all... He is forced to reach the peak, and at most he will only throw three or five punches. How many people can handle it..."

Ning Yi tilted his head and walked forward...

(End of this chapter)