Sword comes

Chen Pingan's left and right toes twisted the ground imperceptibly one after another, as if he was still adapting to his lighter legs.

He noticed that Ma Kuxuan picked up a total of five stones, four in his left hand and one in his right.

Ma Kuxuan looked calm, looked at the out-of-town girl whose scabbard was empty, and said with a smile, "Alright, now it's me and Chen Ping'an facing off. According to the story my grandma told when I was a child, in romance novels, the two The generals will fight against each other in front of the battle, whoever calls for help is not a hero, if the enemy can be slain in battle, the morale of the army will be boosted, and a battle will be won..."

Ning Yao was upset when she looked at that Ma Kuxuan. She had never seen such a bad guy. Song Ji in Ni Ping Alley was also very wealthy, and she liked to drop her bookbags and act like a little master all day long, but people looked at it anyway. It looks like a reading seed. The short and lean teenager in front of him has skin that is not as white as Chen Ping'an, and his eyes are extraordinarily large. The whole person feels very strange, especially with this kind of lame and sour text. It's like an old woman smearing half a catty of fat powder on the old tree bark, pretending to be shy, it's really tragic.

Chen Ping'an didn't speak harshly to his peers in Xinghua Lane, he bent down slightly, suddenly exerted his strength, and rushed forward like a galloping horse.

so fast!

Looking at the back of Chen Ping'an rushing away, he opened a distance of more than [-] feet from him in almost a blink of an eye. Even the well-informed Ning Yao couldn't help but sigh. Among them, he was able to gallop faster than the fox and rabbit. This matter itself is amazing, of course it is not the case, but in this cage of Fangtiandi, Chen Ping'an can only rely on more than ten years of water grinding time, The fact that his physique has been so abruptly endured to this point is what makes Ning Yao admire the most.

Ning Yao thought about it, could it be a talent to endure hardship?

In an instant, the distance between the two teenagers was only half.

Chen Ping'an could even clearly see the series of subtle changes in Ma Kuxuan's face. After a moment of surprise, he turned to panic, quickly regained his composure, and then quickly raised his arm without hesitation. explosive force.

He kept staring at Ma Kuxuan's right hand and Chen Ping'an, no longer rushing forward in a straight line, and turned to the right in an instant.

There was a subtle pause in Ma Kuxuan's arm, his wrist flicked, and the target was Chen Ping'an, who was deviating from the straight line.

The pebbles that shot out were menacing, although not as terrifying as the mountain-moving ape of Zhengyang Mountain, but it was still not to be underestimated.Chen Ping'an, who was supposed to be in a hurry, didn't stop, twisted his waist, turned his upper body sideways, and the stone just flashed away in front of his eyes.

Ma Kuxuan gently flicked the left hand holding the remaining stones, and one of the stones just fell into the palm of his right hand.

The little boy from Xinghua Lane didn't seem to think that Chen Ping'an could be eliminated with the second shot, so he didn't stay where he was and started to run to the right. At the same time, he threw the second stone with his hand.

The boy with straw sandals suddenly bent over without warning, and his hands could almost touch the ground. The stone slid across his back and scratched Chen Ping's thin clothes. Fortunately, it was only a scratch. Not deep.

At this time, the distance between the two was narrowed by half.

Although Ma Kuxuan also realized that the distance should be widened, Chen Ping'an's sprinting with his head was too fast, which set off Ma Kuxuan's hasty transfer position, as if an old cow was pulling a broken car, so when Chen Ping An's dark face got closer and closer, and the firm and bright eyes of the straw-shoe boy were particularly dazzling.On the contrary, Ma Kuxuan clearly showed a hesitant look. Did he give up the act of throwing stones and retreat decisively?Or go all-in on the third stone?

Ma Kuxuan was hesitant, contrasting with Chen Ping's indomitable progress.

At this moment, the youth with straw sandals, how can there be a little bit of a bad guy in Mud Bottle Alley?

At this critical juncture of life and death, Ma Kuxuan took a step back and waved his arm again.

Obviously, Ma Kuxuan believed in the stone in his hand.

Not to mention fighting, this lonely young man who has never quarreled with anyone has never liked to stay with his peers since he was a child. He is more like a lone wild cat than Chen Ping'an or Gu Can.He likes to grab a handful of stones and throw them as he walks. Of course, his strength is very light, and he seems to play carelessly. No one takes it seriously, but Ma Kuxuan is on the bank under the covered bridge, and there is no one around. When the time comes, they will float by themselves. The slightly thinner stones can often make dozens of ripples on the water surface, and then hit the inner wall of the stone arch bridge on the opposite bank. Imagine.

Ma Kuxuan often squatted on the back of the green ox and smashed the fishes in the water with stones.Regardless of whether it hit the fish or not, the stones thrown into the water by the boy were almost without splashes.

Therefore, in the ancestral house in Xinghua Lane, in the yard, or on the roof, there are often several corpses of birds lying with blood and blood.

The distance between the two was only a dozen or so steps. He had avoided Ma Kuxuan's stones twice before. Chen Ping'an's body and footsteps were more agile and nimble, and there was no evidence of strong muscles and bones. But when Chen Ping'an and Ma Kuxuan were about to collide, Chen Ping'an finally showed his "heavy" side, taking three consecutive steps, both fast and violent, full of tension, landing like a hammer smashing the sword, lifting it. The feet are like pulling up the roots of a mountain peak.

Three steps, close at hand.

Ma Kuxuan still didn't have time to throw the stone, and it stands to reason that the situation is over.

But Chen Ping'an was shocked for no reason, but he still did not back down, because the situation was so urgent that he could no longer hold back from the precipice, so he might as well jump and take a risk.

Ma Kuxuan twitched the corners of his mouth with a playful laugh. He let go of his left hand and dropped the remaining stones. The raised right hand was already clenched into a fist, so he took advantage of the situation and smashed it out.

From the very beginning, he dug a trap for Chen Ping'an, the so-called indecision, deliberately giving Chen Ping'an a chance to get close, and even why he chose to use stones as an offensive means, it was all the careful planning of this silly boy from Xinghua Lane That's it.The purpose is to show the enemy's weakness, seduce the loach boy who can slip away from the old ape's hands, and let this Chen Ping'an come to his door!

A distance of an arm is a distance of a punch.

Chen Pingan was not too obvious left-handed, so he collided with Ma Kuxuan's right fist.

At the moment when the fists collided, almost at the same time, the two teenagers kicked each other with one leg.

Chen Ping'an and Ma Kuxuan flew out at the same time and fell to the mud.

The two were more than twenty steps apart. Ma Kuxuan got up, knelt on one knee, and gasped for breath. He raised his arm and let go of his fist, because the stone in the palm of his hand had never been thrown out, so at this time the young man's palm, although It can't be called bloody, but it's already scarlet, shocking.

Ma Kuxuan grinned, rubbed his stomach, his eyes were hot, and he laughed loudly at Chen Ping'an: "Chen Ping'an! Do you dare to come again?!"

Chen Ping'an's left hand was even worse, because he attacked and killed Cai Jinjian in Yunxia Mountain in the alley before, and his palm was deeply cut by broken porcelain. During this period of time, although he had been applying the secret herbal medicine passed down from the Yang family shop, it hurt his tendons. After [-] days of moving the bones, no matter how tough the young man is, he is not the kind of spiritual immortal who lives and dies, so Chen Ping'an suffers even more for the punch and leg exchanged with Ma Kuxuan.

Chen Ping's bandage with cotton

The left hand of the cloth strip was already trembling slightly involuntarily, and the blood seeped out of the cotton cloth and fell drop by drop on the weeds at his feet.

Chen Ping'an deliberately took a deep breath, so he clearly felt the tingling pain from his abdomen. He wanted to determine how much this level of pain would affect his next actions.

It's habit.

Chen Ping'an was born in poverty. Because he has too few things, he is very careful. On the other hand, a wealthy child like Song Jixin Lu Zhengchun will never care how many copper coins are in his pocket. Of course not safe.Therefore, Chen Ping'an's impression has always been related to the words restraint, gentleness and forbearance. The youth should be full of vigor, but not much. As for the one who ran out inexplicably in front of him, he wanted to fight Chen Ping'an and Ning Yao to death. Ma Kuxuan is probably an unreasonable geek. Ning Yao can at least describe it with a sharp edge. Ma Kuxuan is completely confusing.

Chen Ping'an didn't turn his head, he turned his back to Ning Yao and waved his hand gently, indicating that he was fine.

Ma Kuxuan stood up slowly. Before getting up, the young man grabbed a clump of weeds and wiped away the blood on his hands.

Chen Pingan followed.

Ma Kuxuan took the lead and stepped out of two mud pits where he was initially standing.

This skinny monkey-like slender boy was unbelievably fast, jumped high, and slammed one knee into the oncoming Chen Ping'an.

Chen Ping'an punched Ma Kuxuan's knee and fell, but Ma Kuxuan, who was leaning forward in the air, struck a lightning bolt, and the punch slammed into the forehead. Ma Kuxuan's originally bent and curled feet instantly stretched out. Come, stomped heavily on Chen Ping'an's chest, who was leaning back.

Chen Ping'an fell to the ground almost straight, as if he was hit in the head with a sledgehammer and hit in the chest at the same time.

Ma Kuxuan's body rolled in a circle in the air, and after landing, he continued to charge forward with a grinning smile, and soon flew to the front of Chen Ping'an who had just half squatted up, and Ma Kuxuan was kicked.

Chen Pingan staggered his arms in front of him, with his left arm outside and his right arm inside, tightly protecting his heart and face.

Chen Ping'an was kicked upside down by this kick, but the center of gravity was extremely low, and he protected the vital point, and there was no bloody scene.

Roll all the way.

Ma Kuxuan was unforgiving and continued to charge forward.

The moment Chen Ping'an stopped rolling back, unconsciously, intentionally or unintentionally, he turned into a posture of kneeling on one knee and bending over to run.

Ma Kuxuan's expression froze.

The next moment, Chen Ping'an came to Ma Kuxuan in an instant like an arrow shot out by a strong bow. The speed was so fast that compared to before, he was completely different.

Show the enemy's weakness.

Chen Pingan will too.

Ma Kuxuan didn't have time to punch this time, and was hit by Chen Ping'an with his shoulder. The arm swept across the middle, and the momentum was heavy. The Xinghuaxiang youth who had the upper hand before flew out with his feet in the air in a treacherous posture.

Chen Pingan suddenly grabbed Ma Kuxuan's feet and ankles, took Ma Kuxuan around for a circle, shouted angrily, and threw the short boy who weighed only more than 90 kilograms into the distance!

It happened to bump into a sitting god statue with half of its body broken, about ten and a half feet tall. If there is no accident, Ma Kuxuan is destined to be miserable.

But Ma Kuxuan Leng created an "accident" by himself without relying on external objects.

His two feet stepped on the head of the god statue, and then instantly bent and instantly straightened. With the huge rebound force, the whole person had the same effect as Chen Ping'an's previous plot, and shot towards the opponent on the ground in the distance.

But Ma Kuxuan suddenly stared in horror.

I saw Chen Ping'an standing on the spot, raising his arms high. I don't know when, he was holding a short knife that appeared out of thin air, and the tip of the knife pointed straight at Ma Kuxuan, who was rushing fast.

The so-called "seeking death by oneself" is probably what the world is talking about.

Even though Chen Ping's hand holding the knife was shaking violently, it was enough to stab Ma Kuxuan's body with one stroke. The only difference was whether the incision was his arm, head or chest.

Even if Ma Kuxuan was in a desperate situation, although he was extremely frightened, he did not have the mood to give up.

At this moment, a slender figure appeared between the two teenagers.

It was a middle-aged man with a long sword on his back and a tiger talisman hanging from his waist.

Without seeing how he made a move, Ma Kuxuan turned the world upside down, not only fell to the ground with his feet, but also stood upright beside the man.

Then the sword-carrying man turned his head to look at the sword-wielding boy who took a step back, with undisguised admiration in his eyes, and smiled softly, "You two fought well this time."

Chen Ping'an's mouth was bloodshot, and he took another step back.

The man laughed it off and suggested, "I will rescue Kuxuan from the horse, and I owe you a favor, so after I go out, I will persuade Zhengyang Mountain to give up the pursuit of the two of you, how about that?"

Ning Yao came to Chen Ping'an's side.

The military cultivator from Zhenwu Mountain took a deep look at the girl, and then said to Chen Ping'an: "You are not qualified to bargain, just nod your head if you agree, and keep silent if you don't agree. If you feel it's unfair and unwilling, then If you are lucky enough to escape from the hands of the old ape, then after you leave the town, you can go to Zhenwu Mountain to find me and ask for the justice you think."

Chen Pingan put away the clothes-pressing knife that Ning Yao lent him, hid it in his right sleeve, and nodded to the man from Zhenwu Mountain: "If there is a chance, I will."

Just as Ma Kuxuan was about to speak, the man said indifferently, "The dead are not qualified to speak harshly to the living."

Ma Kuxuan pursed his lips tightly, and really bowed his head and said nothing.

One big and one small, the pair of Zhenwu Mountain master and apprentice gradually drifted away.

Chen Pingan sat on the ground.

Ning Yao squatted down quickly and said worriedly, "What's the matter? Where is the most serious injury? Do you also need the prescription of Chief Lu Daoist?"

The young man with a blue nose and a swollen face with internal injuries said bitterly: "It doesn't matter, you still know where the pain is, which means that the injury is not severe. By the way, if the old ape rushes over at this time..."

"Come on!"

The girl simply sat on the ground with her eyebrows flying, "You were here just now, and I'll be here later, what are you afraid of!"

Chen Ping'an didn't say the last half of the sentence, so he had to secretly swallow it back.

Ning Yao suddenly smiled brightly, stretched out his hands, and gave the boy with straw sandals a thumbs up, "Handsome!"

Before this, the young man in a rough alley who had never felt that he was great in his life tried his best to hold back the smile on the corner of his mouth and deliberately made himself lighter.

But in fact, everyone can see his joy.

The spring breeze boy is very proud.