martial arts accelerator

Chapter 59 Xiao Tianruo? !

"Sister Le, who do you think will win?" Zhang Yong asked softly.

The distance here has exceeded the range of Tianshidi, without the system skills, Zhang Yong himself does not believe his eyesight, this old man is not good at first glance, Zhang Yong is not sure for a while.

"It doesn't matter who wins, just watch from the sidelines anyway." Le Xinyan didn't care about the outcome.

"What if the old man wins and the target gets caught first?" Zhang Yong asked his own question.

"Then what do you mean?"

"I think it's easier to deal with an emergency if we get closer."

What Zhang Yong said was not unreasonable, Le Xinyan thought for a while, and decided to do so.

In the arena, Song Junyi, who was arrogant and domineering just now, was also a little embarrassed.

This old man used a fishing rod superbly. He used whip and stick techniques in it. He had his own style and was able to wield it freely. Song Junyi had been practicing martial arts for decades and had never seen such moves before. His upright battlefield martial arts was extremely unusual. adapt.

Looking at Zhang Yong from a high place, he felt that Song Junyi was like a stupid fish caught by the old man's fishing rod, which perfectly explained the truth that Jiang is still old and spicy.

Seeing that his "teammates" were at a disadvantage, Zhang Yong hurried to the carriage with no idea what masters were lurking around.

Every time Song Junyi cut the fishing line, a new line would jump out from the old man's rod head. With his strong and soft rod technique, he would occasionally draw a scar on the opponent's body.But Song Junyi's martial arts was also worthy of the previous evaluation of being clumsy. He looked like his clothes were torn and he was in a mess, but he always avoided attacks and didn't even leave a trace of blood.This may seem like a one-sided matchup, but it's actually a close match.

Calm and calm, Song Junyi worked hard to adapt to the attack of the fishing rod, not in a hurry.

Song Junyi was not in a hurry, and the old man was even more in a hurry. After decades of fishing, although his martial arts were wasted, he had cultivated a tenacious patience.The "big fish" in front of him is the only one he has ever seen in his life, so he naturally wants to use what he has learned all his life to fight.

Unknowingly, a wave of turmoil filled the battlefield, and the fisherman and the big fish were torn and entangled, fighting wits and strength.

The fisherman shakes the line with his rod, and the fish twists their waists and bites.

The rhythm of the fisherman changes, and the fish follow the trend.

The fisherman is amazed by his opponent's agility, and the fish is impressed by his opponent's sophistication.

When the two meet each other, they will meet good talents, and the fight is evenly matched, which is wonderful.

However, deeper underwater, the shadows are gradually converging.

Unable to attack for a long time, the old man suddenly accelerated his attack, and Song Junyi was exhausted for a while.

Seeing that the time had come, the old man drew a strange trajectory with his fishing rod, and the fishing line suddenly covered Song Junyi.

As the old man changed his moves, a black shadow flew out from the forest and swept towards the carriage.

Seeing the sudden change in the field, Zhang Yong hastily put on the scarf, and before Le Xinyan could ask, he had already jumped out, trying to rescue Ning Zezhi.

At the same time, in another jungle, a man in brocade also flew down.

Three figures jumped out at the same time, aiming at the people in the carriage.

When the incident happened suddenly, Song Junyi was shocked and turned pale. He tried his best to resist the attack and rushed towards the carriage. Back to the figure of Song Junyi soaring in mid-air.

So, Song Junyi could only watch the three figures rushing towards the carriage, but he had nothing to do.

Sombra pre-empted the attack, quickly shot, and had already knocked down the two guards.

The man in brocade clothes was the fastest and rushed to the side of Hei Ying.

Zhang Yong felt that this person was very familiar, so he turned on his Sky Vision and listened to him.

The man in brocade was about to make a move when he felt a familiar sense of peeping in his heart.

The man felt something in his heart and looked up.

"It's you!"

Zhang Yong and Xiao Tianruo's eyes met.

The two recognized each other at the same time.

Another fateful encounter.

Damn it, it’s this guy!When he thought that Ning Zezhi was the one who investigated the case of "Ying Tianqing and Faru Temple", Zhang Yong felt that he could think that this guy had no good intentions with his ass, and he became very anxious.

Unexpectedly, this guy Xiao Tianruo forced the black shadow back, and shouted righteously: "With Xiao Tianruo from my ancient god sect here, I want to see, who dares to touch a single hair of Lord Ning?!"

The whole place was silent.

I'm sorry, the big devil is actually a hero.Zhang Yong didn't understand the current situation for a while, he was on the spot.

"Xiaoying! Withdraw!" Seeing that there was nothing he could do, the old man pulled the fishing rod and threw himself into the forest with the shadow.

"Why are you in a daze?!" Le Xinyan flashed out of the forest with a mask on, and fled quickly with Zhang Yong on her arms.

Xiao Tianruo looked coldly at Zhang Yong's disappearing figure.

"Young Master Xiao, thank you for your help this time." Song Junyi, who was in tatters, rushed to Xiao Tianruo and thanked him.

Xiao Tianruo adjusted his mood, turned his head and saluted: "Brother Song, you are being polite. My Ancient God Sect is also the righteous way of martial arts. When we see villains committing crimes, how can we not help them?"

Speaking of this, Xiao Tianruo apologized: "I saw Brother Song displaying his supernatural power earlier, and thought that there was no need for me to do anything unnecessary. I never thought that the villain would set up a dark hand again. I acted out of desperation. I hope everyone will be sympathetic."

Song Junyi waved his hands again and again: "Mr. Xiao, what's the matter? If you don't take action, Mr. Ning will be in danger." Speaking of this, Song Junyi recalled the danger just now, and was terrified, so he became more grateful to Xiao Tianruo.

Xiao Tianruo asked: "I received the news that the thieves wanted to harm Master Ning the night before, so I rushed here. I don't know if Master Ning is still safe now?"

"The Ancient God Sect is worthy of being the leader of the six factions, and you can see it from watching Young Master Xiao's actions." Ning Zezhi had already got off the car, and when he saw Xiao Tianruo, he was not stingy with compliments.

"Master Ning, you are too complimentary. Now that the evil thieves have retreated, it's time for Xiao to say goodbye." Xiao Tianruo cupped his hands and left, but Ning Zezhi stopped him hastily.

"Master Xiao worked tirelessly to come to the rescue. Now that he is almost dead, how can I not show my loyalty as a landlord?"

Song Junyi also advised: "Yeah, it's getting late now, Mr. Xiao has nowhere to go, why don't you go to Mr. Ning's house to rest for a night."

Xiao Tianruo pretended to look at the sky, then nodded and agreed: "That's fine, the thief just fled, but didn't kill him, so I'll keep disturbing Mr. Ning for a few days, and I can also protect Mr. Ning's safety."

"Very good, very good." Everyone responded.

Ning Zezhi wanted to give up the carriage and drive the horse together with Song Junyi, but Xiao Tianruo repeatedly refused.

So, Ning Zezhi returned to the car, Xiao Tianruo and Song Junyi drove, and the two guards took the injured brother and horses, and the convoy drove slowly towards Shuangfeng County.

The eastern suburbs are only twenty miles away from Ningfu, and the convoy traveled for nearly three hours.

Several murders, several distress.

From noon to sunset, from six to seven people.

The extra Xiao Tianruo responded to Song Junyi's words from time to time, but occasionally looked in the direction of Shuangfeng County, wondering what he was thinking.

(End of this chapter)