When did Mr. Jin be bullied by the younger generation so much? He was immediately angry, and he stretched his left hand with a strong wind in his right hand, and he directly grabbed Monk Zhishen's left shoulder with a "basin hole".

Seeing that this senior was so shameless, Monk Zhishen raised his hand and pushed Ma Xiaoling away, roared, "Go?!" Then he swung out his iron fist to fight against the powerful Vajra fingers used by Mr. Jin. The palm blocked the advance of the fist, like a hammer smashing an anvil.

"Old thing, eat a punch from the family."

"Bang" Monk Zhishen was bounced out.

Monk Zhishen failed in one move and was not discouraged. A carp stood up and used the most proud iron fist in his life to continue fighting with Mr. Jin. The two fought again, and Monk Zhishen used what he had learned in his life and fought for thirty rounds.

Mr. Jin's moves suddenly changed, his hands wide open and close, his body stretched and flowed, and his attack was higher and higher than the wave. The Vajra finger technique opened and closed, and he suddenly stepped forward and retreated, and he rolled, with sharp fists and feet, which were extremely powerful.

The two fought for more than ten rounds, and Mr. Jin suddenly shouted loudly. Everyone saw that he had already picked up one of Monk Zhishen's feet, sprained his waist, tripped his feet under Monk Zhishen Huan's feet, and sprained his waist and drilled his feet.

Monk Zhishen fell down immediately. Seeing Mr. Jin's look of contempt, he could no longer suppress his anger.

"Roar?!" He roared, jumped up and continued to entangle with Mr. Jin. The two fought. The battle was dim and the earth shook.

...

Seeing that Monk Zhishen could not handle it, Ma Xiaoling wanted to escape in a hurry, and sighed: This old guy is really amazing. It seems that he wants to summon masters to help.

“Where to go?!”

"Ah?!" When Ma Xiaoling turned around, she saw that Uncle Jin had already bounced away Monk Zhishen and headed straight for Ma Xiaoling.

It was a long time to speak, and then I saw a figure appear, and his hands were zipping, stopping the other party's progress.

"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?" Mr. Jin asked in surprise after being repelled. He looked up and saw that it was his subordinate and shouted: "How dare you hit your master?"

"Master?" the servant snorted when he heard the sound, "No one in the world dares to be my little fish'er's master. Isn't you too whimsical?"

Uncle Jin was stunned when he heard the sound. Why did this sound sound so familiar? Ma Xiaoling also felt that this sound sound was familiar.

The servant took off his mask and revealed his true face, which was a little fish.

Mr. Jin sternly said, "You are not dead yet?"

Xiao Yuer smiled and said, "If you die, I may not die?"

Ma Xiaoling, who was lying on the ground, showed a surprised expression when she heard the sound. This was the little fish in hope, and he finally came back.

Xiaoyuer helped her up, but she was shy of Ma Xiaoling. She only heard her say, "Why are you, a conscientious person, come back now? Where are you dead? Really."

"Hey, hey." Xiao Yuer begged for mercy in pain and said, "I said Xiaoling, would you please give me some face?"

"snort?!"

Xiao Yuer was straightened, and Uncle Jin looked out with his left hand, holding a strong wind in his right hand, and directly holding Xiao Yuer's left shoulder to "the missing pill" was a move. It was a move to "hold the cloud style".

Seeing his left hand slightly moving, Xiao Yuer knew that he wanted to use this move. He immediately tapped his left hand and held the other party's "Qiao Basin" with his right hand. The moves used by the two were exactly the same, without any difference. However, Xiao Yuer came back first, but took the lead in a moment. Mr. Jin's fingers were still two inches away from his shoulders, and Xiao Yuer grabbed the "Qiao Basin" with five fingers. Mr. Jin was stunned. He quickly changed his move, abandoned Xiao Yuer in his hand, and supported his arms to block Xiao Yuer's hand. The right hand had no strength. Xiao Yuer's fingers could not be used, and then retracted. Seeing this, Xiao Yuer returned without success.

Seeing this, Mr. Jin used a "bead-grabbing style" to take Xiaoyuer's temples. Xiaoyuer still came first, and he stretched out his hands, and took the lead. He got Mr. Jin's temples. How important is this temple. During the competition between the masters of the internal family, the tentacles were dead, and there was no room for rescue.

Uncle Jin was stunned when he saw Xiao Yuer performing the same trick. He liked him to use the "Moon-fishing style" and thought Xiao Yuer had secretly learned his dragon claw hand. However, he did not know that the world's martial arts will be the same. It was man-made to force the division. Moreover, Xiao Yuer learned the Xiao Wuxiang magic skill, and copying other people's martial arts tricks was just his best.

Uncle Jin will naturally not suffer both losses and then change his moves. Xiaoyuer will turn around and become the 17th move in the Dragon Claw's hand, and will take the "Fengfu Point" on the back of his head.

Uncle Jin suddenly shouted loudly and jumped up, his hands were like a storm of wind, "wind-catching style", "shadow-catching style", "picking piano style", "drum-puffing style", "puff-crying style", "punching empty style", "holding the residual style", "guarding the defect style", eight styles, and they came in a series of attacks. The little fish was calm and leisurely, and they acted according to the style, catching the wind and catching the shadow, playing the piano and drum-crying style, criticizing the anti-puff-crying style, holding the residual style, guarding the defect, and eight moves were successively launched and arrived first.

The eight-stage series of dragon claws in the monk Jin's divine styles are endless, and they are like eight changes in one move, which is extremely fast. However, he is faster than Xiaoyuer, and he takes the lead in each move. Every move of Mr. Jin is forced to take a step back. When he retreats to the seventh step, the "Holding the Remain" and "Guarding the Remain" are as steady as a mountain to make the general come out. These two moves are the last 35th and 36th moves in the Dragon Claw's hand. At a glance, it seems that there are many flaws in it. The mover is busy and tries to resist. In fact, these two moves are like defending and real attacks, and they are clever and clumsy. There are extremely powerful traps hidden in each loop.

The Dragon Claw Hand was originally a strong path, but in the last two moves, the strong and feminine hidden in the strong and powerful, and it has reached the state of returning to nature and perfection.

There are three styles of snatching the pearls: the three styles of snatching the pearls are "Peerran and Rain", hitting the enemy's chest with the left elbow, slashing the waist with the right palm, and holding the "Qihu Point" with the left hand.

But Xiao Yuer relied on Xiao Wuxiang's magical skills and took action, and even Mr. Jin could not resist it.

Uncle Jin thought to himself, this guy is not very stupid, why is he so powerful? His anger gradually became erect, and he couldn't help but be angry and shouted: "The first dog bastard is to use you to kill!" He used his skills to his arm and hit him with one move.

Ma Xiaoling and Monk Zhishen shouted together: "Not good!" Both of them put out their right palms and fists, and wanted to take Mr. Jin's palm at the same time to save Xiao Yu'er's life.

Suddenly, a figure flashed in the air, and a person screamed with a long "ah" cry. His heart was hit by the palm and fist power of Ma Xiaoling and Monk Zhishen. His back was hit by Mr. Jin's palm. Three extremely sharp forces hit him forward and back, which immediately broke his ribs, his internal organs shattered, and blood in his mouth gushed wildly, like a pool of soft mud.

Not only did Ma Xiaoling and Monk Zhishen shocked, but even Mr. Jin was quite surprised. It turned out that this person was Mr. Zhang San. He was hanging in the air, and it was not short. After swaying like this, the steel knife embedded in the beam finally loosened. His body fell, and it was not a coincidence that it fell between the palm power of the three of them with all their strength, and it was like a huge force of two large iron plates squeezing back and forth. How could he not kill his life?

Mr. Zhang San spit out a mouthful of blood and said, "Boss, officers and soldiers kill..." He immediately died.

...

In this way, it was not until the afternoon that the storm suddenly changed. Qiao'er had already reported the matter here to Lord Bao. Lord Bao led more than a hundred servants from the county government to surround Jingu Garden. Because Jingu Garden was too big, it was said to be surrounded, but it only surrounded several exits. Then other places were just setting up posts.

Bao Heizi stood majestic at the gate, with a handsome and handsome swordsman standing next to him. Behind him were Zhang Long and Zhao Hu, Wang Chao Ma Han and other officers and soldiers, and behind him were dozens of yamen runners. Everyone looked solemn, and a murderous aura faintly appeared in their eyes.

It turned out that after Qiaoer and Ma Xiaoling broke up in the inn, they hired a carriage on the street. They didn't even pay attention to the price and threw a ingot of silver: "I give it to Duanzhou Prefecture, and there will be rewards if it is too late. If it is slow, even your legs and horse legs will be discounted together!"

After hearing this, the coachman dared to neglect it. He had long regarded Qiaoer as a gambler who lost money and was eager to go home to withdraw money and make up for it. Such a person would never be able to mess with him. So he urged his horse to whip and left.

Because the gambling industry is booming, the transportation is very convenient. Most of the coachmen in the city travel around the world and have rich experience. They have more than fifty miles and can arrive in more than an hour.

Qiao'er got off the car and saw that the horse was sweating all over, and the coachman was sweating profusely. Qiao'er said, "Thank you, add some more reward!" Then she threw out another piece of silver, took a big stride and went into the city. The coachman held the silver in his hand and couldn't help but secretly thought that this trip was worth it!

Qiao'er walked to the city gate, and the guards rushed forward to greet him. Qiao'er sternly said, "Take me to see Lord Bao, there are some urgent things to do!"

The yamen runner naturally didn't believe Qiao'er. Where did the yellow-haired girl come from yell at the yamen and asked, "Little baby, this is the yamen. Get out of here, don't be stubborn here."

Qiaoer stepped forward, slapped him in the face, and snarled: "Take me to see Lord Bao."

The yamen runner was furious by this sudden slap in the face and was about to take action, saying, "Are you impatient to live?!"

It was a sudden talk, and then Zhang Long happened to appear at the door. She knew Zhang Long and hurriedly said, "Brother Long, Brother Long, I am Qiaoer."

When Zhang Long heard someone calling him, he turned around and said, "Isn't this a little girl I met in Shanxi? Why did he come here?"

Qiaoer came step by step, and the yamen runners couldn't react at all and had already arrived beside Zhang Long.

Qiaoer said: "Brother Long, Xiaoyuer is in danger, take me to see Lord Bao."

When Mr. Bao saw Qiaoer hurried back alone, he realized something had happened and asked quickly.

Qiao'er told the story of Xiao Yu'er missing and life and death. Lord Bao was also anxious and ordered the drum to be beaten immediately and summoned all the yamen runners. After the three drums sounded, the yamen runners arrived one after another.

When Lord Bao saw that the person was almost here, he explained the situation briefly. When everyone heard this, they immediately became angry and clamored to go and rescue him.
Chapter completed!