Li Muye followed the gray-clothed old man all the way to the depths of the island, only to see a primitive scenery along the way, the terrain is getting higher and higher, the lofty mountains, the ancient wood wolf forest. The old man walks lightly, not hurriedly at first, and then he sprints, and the speed is as fast as a galloping horse. Li Muye saw that the other party deliberately weighed himself in this way, unwilling to show weakness in his heart, and let his feet go.
In a verdant valley, the gray-clothed old man stopped and suddenly turned his head, staring at Li Muye with light in his eyes, and said: "Good physical strength, you deserve to be the heir of Liu Yishou's miscellaneous drama. You are qualified to come. Take the life of Aaron."
If he only talked about Liu Yishou, Xiaoye couldn't guess at all, but when he mentioned the miscellaneous drama, Li Muye immediately realized that the old man was talking about Liu Changfeng. This old guy actually knew Liu Changfeng, and he seemed to be an old friend. In this way, there should be a hundred years old, but this physical strength is not inferior to the young.
"Who is the old man?" Li Muye kept his vigilance, and asked thoroughly, "Master Liu you mentioned, but Mr. Liu who respects Changfeng?"
The old man laughed and said, "Liu Changfeng is Liu Yi's hand. This old guy refused to be a traitor. That year, he was run out of Xiaoyao Pavilion by three Dongying people. He was chased and killed all the way to Handan. I saved him personally. More than seventy years have passed."
Li Muye chuckled, this old man is too good at chatting, and he specifically talked about Laozi's indifference to the stubbornness.
"My man, I know you are very old, but you can easily kill the gods when you talk so much."
"You don't want to chat with me, you want to have a chance with me."
After the old man said this sentence, he immediately skipped it and punched it.
The old man said he would strike as soon as he hits, and his hands were as fast as lightning.
Li Muye didn't know what his intention was, and he dared not to be careless, so he hurriedly raised his hand to parry. At the same time, he felt that the other party's fist became extremely heavy because of the concentration of blood and blood like lead and mercury, as if a sledgehammer hit it, knowing that he could not be hard. catch. At the moment of contact, he keenly used his strength to shrink his body and walk with the opponent's fist. The original intention was to remove the opponent’s strength, but unexpectedly, the old man’s punch was not only swift, but also rigid and soft. Brother Xiaoye brought his punch back, but his arm suddenly shook, and the force of the smash turned into a twitch. Jiner, with a snap, fingertips swept Li Muye's palm!
A hot, spicy and crispy sensation came with severe pain, and Li Muye's body was sore and sore. While shocked, he hurried a little, swished backwards and jumped two meters away. Obviously, the other party had expected Brother Ono's next move, and followed him like a shadow.
Li Muye knew that he had fallen, and life and death was in an instant. With a quick shot, a glass ball shot at the old man at a speed that was not inferior to the bullet.
snort!
Seeing Liuliqiu arrived in front of him, the old man snorted at Liuliqiu without evasive. Li Muye obviously felt the air lift up, did he, what kind of magic is this? It actually seems to be shaking the air with sound to reduce the power of the glazed globe.
At the same time, the old man has opened his mouth and grabbed the Liuliqiu. There was no mess in his hands, and he still came to take Brother Ono's breast as promised.
His five fingers are like hooks, and his white fingernails are shining with a metallic luster. There are no lines on the skin of this hand. This is the highest level of iron palms. After grinding away the old skin and hard bones, they can only have them. feature. Li Muye just looked at this hand and concluded that if he got it, he could tear his chest open with just one click.
It's too late to say, then it's fast.
Li Muye made a judgment in the blink of an eye, and this time he didn't take the method of retreating and getting rid of the opponent. He reached out his right hand and went straight to grab the old man's front door. The reaction speeds of the two are almost exactly the same. Although the old man is confident that he can grab the chest of Brother Ono, he also estimates that if Brother Ono's hand is firm, he can at least ruin his pair of tricks.
The old man's body shape stopped, his feet were still rooted, his upper body swayed horizontally like a tumbler, avoiding Brother Ono's fingers, and at the same time his hand changed to beckon a backhand to hit Li Muye's temple.
Li Muye only had time to stand up his arm to block it. The old man took advantage of his strength. Instantly the blood was condensed in the palm of his hand, and when he was about to hit the back of Xiaoye brother, his complexion suddenly changed, and he snorted and brushed. He quit all the way and shouted: "Despicable!"
"It doesn't matter if you are killed, it doesn't matter how vile and noble." Li Muye used the stubborn needle in the ring to calculate success, where he was willing to give him a chance to breathe, he immediately swung his fists and stormed over. The old man was paralyzed, unable to recover in a short period of time. He lost his first advantage at once, and hurriedly withdrew to parry. For a while, he was chased by Xiaoye brother.
"You have a magic weapon!" Li Muye knew that each other's physical skills were not at the same level, and they were about the same mentally. If it hadn't been for the old man to be too big just now, he would never have a chance to use a stubborn needle to figure it out. Now that he succeeded in a move, he naturally refused to let him delay until the effect of the medicine disappeared. Seeing that his fist and kicks didn't work, and he didn't dare to shoot easily, he had to take out the rest of his body and fight the old man desperately.
There are poison needles in the agent's watch, Xumijing fire powder in the treasure bag, and a few buttons that can release poisonous smoke on the clothes. I have used all the things I can use. I have never tried my best since my debut for many years.
The old man was driven by the endless methods of Xiaoye brother, and he fought countless people in his life. If he is embarrassed, he is the first in this battle. He is very old, and even though he has superb physical training, he can't continuously avoid the pervasive poisonous smoke and hidden weapons with the limit of his body numbness. Finally, he dodges slowly. Zhu hit the meridian under his ribs with acupuncture technique, and immediately suffocated his chest, and his body suddenly stopped.
Seeing the rare opportunity, Li Muye hurriedly showed Qingyun Jianyue, and rushed over to hit the old man's neck with a knife.
"Stop!" The old man screamed, and at the same time stretched out his right hand, which had just recovered from the paralyzed state, and raised his whole body strength to accurately grasp Xiaoye's wrist.
Li Muye didn't hesitate to throw the short knife to his left hand. Before the right hand vein was pinched by the opponent, a strong man would cut off his arm when he broke his wrist. At the same time, this knife was enough to cut off the opponent's head.
With a bang, the old man didn't seize the opportunity to hold Xiaoye, and suddenly threw Li Muye out. He shouted again: "Stop, I have something to say!"
Li Muye is already poor in his skills, and he has used all the methods he can use. The only thing that hasn't worked is that the nano-robot hidden in his nails invades the opponent's meridian. It's not that I don't want to use it, but there is no chance at all. The other party's mental sensitivity is too keen, not below him at all. Even when he was caught by the wrist just now, Brother Ono obviously felt that he had no time to perform this trick, and that he would be controlled by the opponent's pulse-taking technique, so he would fight for his life, intending to replace the opponent's head with his wrist.
"Do you have any last words to confess?" Li Muye's expression was uncertain, and the dead duck said stiffly.
The old man panting heavily and sweating profusely, pointing at Li Muye, out of breath and said: "Good boy, you really have you. If it wasn't for your scruples that you wouldn't dare to use a gun, maybe I would really It's in your hands."
Li Muye said, "Now your old life is also in my hands."
The old man smiled hey, and said: "You and my martial arts are half a catastrophe. If you talk about physical skills, the old man is better than you. All of your bits and pieces are powerful killing methods, but you still failed to kill the old man, but the old man is looking for you. It’s not here to play with you, and you can’t make a bet on your life and death. That’s why you have to keep things quiet. Just listen to me.”
Li Muye said: "Listen and listen. I am not afraid of you, but God has a good life. It is not easy for you to live a young age. Just give God a face and listen to what you have to say."
"First of all, the old man knows that you are Li Muye and learned from Liu Changfeng." The old man said, "Also, you are here to kill Bailong!"
Li Muyeyin smiled and looked at him, and said, "Since you know everything, it's even more important to keep you."
The old man said: "You are not curious about how I know these things?"
Li Muye said: "Huang Yonghao knows my details very well. You are the closest person to Bailong. Most of you came to me after hearing his instigation. It's a pity that you shouldn't be too big. I have taken care of it."
"Boy, you are wrong." The old man said: "First, I didn't know your news from King Luojia. I want to weigh your weight, but I didn't expect that my weight is not enough, and I can't eat your kid."
"You were not instigated by Huang Yonghao?" Li Muye was surprised secretly, looking at the old man with a surprised expression, and said, "Who are you?"
"The old man's real name is Samurai Dong, a native of Handan, Hebei, and an out-and-out Chinese descendant." The old man introduced himself: "You know that Liu Changfeng was once the number one in the martial arts list, but I didn't know that there was another person on the martial arts list that was equal to him."
"Are you the person who arranged for Huo Jingshan to enter the White Dragon Bodhisattva Group?" Li Muye suddenly flashed in his mind, and suddenly thought of a possibility.
Samurai Dong happily, said: Ruzi can teach, you kid is not a fool at all. "
"Are you your own?" Li Muye looked at him in surprise and asked.
The samurai host said: "I am a Chinese, but I can't be considered one of yours. I just owed a debt to the Chen family."
"Are you talking about Chen Miao from the Foreign Affairs Bureau?" Li Muye asked.
Samurai Dong nodded and said, "I left the mainland in the early 1950s, but the Wu family still has a hundred people in Handan. If it weren’t for the Chen family’s girl who invited my brother into Zhung Nán Hǎi to serve as a guard for a chief, that family Everyone will be imprisoned by me." He stopped here, sighed, and said: "I have come here all my life because of the kindness that I owe to others. I owe the Chen family girl in China, and the King of Thailand in Nanyang. And Aaron’s."
"Along is the White Dragon Bodhisattva?" Li Muye asked.
"That is the person you are going to kill on this trip." Samurai Dong sighed: "The old man received a call from the Chen family girl. She sent you to kill Aaron. I hope I can help you after you succeed and keep you safe. Leave, but the old man feels that you are almost impossible to succeed, so he wants to try your skills first."
When Li Muye heard this, he was immediately moved, and his mother had arranged a backhand to protect herself. I suppressed my emotions, thought about it, and then asked: "Since Chen Ju can arrange for you to help me, why not directly order you to kill Bailong?"
"Because she knows very well that if you give such an order, you will force the old man to commit suicide." The samurai host said: "Aaron was brought up by me. I am not a son but he is more intimate than his son. I have two generations of love between him and his son. , Where would I be willing to start? The old man had to commit suicide because it is hard to do both." After speaking, he couldn't help sighing.
Li Muye could see that he was very tangled in his heart. The so-called temptation just now, if you didn't take his fist, you wouldn't lose your life and you would have to be crippled by him. From this point, it is not difficult to see that this old man still wants to protect Bailong in his heart.
"I am here to make you very embarrassed?" Li Muye asked.
Samurai Dong didn't deny it, nodded and said, "If Chen Ju can accept it, I would rather die for Aaron."
Li Muye turned around and asked, "Do you know who Huang Yonghao is?"
Samurai Dong sneered and said, "An ambitious person, but he can't threaten Aaron alone."
Li Muye said: "What if you add a ninja killer who is not under me?"
Samurai Dong was startled and said, "That would be very dangerous."
Li Muye asked again: "Is the White Dragon Bodhisattva going to see Huang Yonghao in the near future?"
The samurai host said: "You mean Huang Yonghao wants to take the opportunity to assassinate Aaron? Don't you have the same purpose as him? Why did you tell me this news?"
Li Muye said: "I will suffer from the fate of the foreign monarch, I can come here to kill people, or to make friends..." (End of this chapter)