The old man in yellow robe snorted coldly and stood with his hands behind his back. He didn't take Long Ao into his eyes at all. The two people on the side stepped away with a sinister smile.
Long Ao took a few steps forward and looked at the old man in yellow robe expressionlessly. Compared to the old man, Long Ao had no weapons at all, which made him look even more weird.
"Hey, you don't use weapons?" the old man in yellow robe said slightly surprised.
"You don't even need weapons at your age. Naturally, I can't bully you too much, lest your subordinates say I bully an old man." Long Ao said coldly. Although he said this, Long Ao still didn't dare to underestimate the enemy. .
"I don't know how high the sky is, so go to hell!"
The old man in yellow robe elongated his face, swooped down, and a pair of fleshy palms turned into countless palm prints, with a faint cyan cold light, and hooded his head towards Long Ao.
"Well done."
Long Ao was not afraid at all, and he waved his fists towards the palm shadow above.
"You are also a master of internal energy."
The old man in yellow robe was surprised and put away some of his contempt.
Most people who can practice internal martial arts are very powerful, especially those who can practice Qiman body protection. They are at least a fourth-level warrior or above. Therefore, the old man in yellow robe finally understood why the other party was so arrogant.
The two of them fought quickly, and instantly they were fighting.
As soon as the old man in yellow robe and Long Ao fought, the contempt in his heart was reduced by three points. After just one fight, he knew that the opponent was extremely powerful.
Both the scarred man and the white-faced man had a look of surprise on their faces. They didn't expect that the other party could not lose in Huang Lao's hands.
What Long Ao used was the most ordinary Black Tiger Fist. Although the boxing technique was ordinary, the punching wind was strong. Each punch had thousands of kilograms of force and made an ear-splitting whistling sound.
The old man in yellow robe was shocked and turned pale. He bumped into the young man a few times and felt severe pain in his palm, which showed that the other man's skill was even better than his own.
Long Ao raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and struck with a fierce punch. His fists were completely covered by a few inches of green light. Each punch made the opponent's body tremble slightly. After several punches, the old man in yellow robe finally did not dare to go hard. He took it and instead used his body skills to move around and avoid it.
"Haha, old man, you know how powerful we are!" Man Niu laughed, knowing at a glance that the old man in yellow robe was no match for Long Ao.
Liu Qing also showed a faint smile, and her hanging heart was temporarily relieved.
After dodging Long Ao's punch, the yellow-robed old man suddenly drew out the sword behind him.
Long Ao stopped and looked at him with a smile, waiting for him to take out his weapon.
Holding the long sword in his hand, the old man finally gained confidence. He snorted coldly, shook the long sword, and stabbed Long Ao.
Long Ao immediately dodged, avoiding the opponent's sharp edge. The green light on his fists was even thicker, and he directly blocked the opponent's sword light.
"boom!"
The old man in yellow robe took three steps back. Unexpectedly, the opponent's fists dared to directly collide with the edge of the long sword, and he was shocked.
Regardless of how surprised the yellow-robed old man was, Long Ao suddenly turned his fist into a palm and stepped forward.
"ah!"
The old man in yellow robe exclaimed, shook his right hand, shook out three sword flowers, and stabbed Long Ao's chest.
Although Long Ao dared to touch the opponent's sword with both hands, other parts of his body could not withstand the force of the opponent's sword. After sneering, his hands drew several afterimages, blocking the opponent's sword light.
"Tianyang Sword Technique." The old man in yellow robe shouted loudly, and the sword's light was even stronger than before.
"How could this man be so powerful at such a young age? He actually forced Mr. Huang to use a unique move. The power of this Tianyang Sword Technique is extraordinary."
The scarred man said in shock, and the white-faced man also looked shocked: "I am afraid that this boy's skill is still higher than that of Huang Lao, and he is actually a fifth-level warrior or above."
The hundreds of horse thieves around were stunned, watching with interest and talking non-stop.
Man Niu knew that the old man in yellow robe was no match for Long Ao. He raised his eyes and looked at the hundreds of horse thieves around him, feeling a little worried. Although he had never heard of this group of horse thieves, the violent murderous intent coming from their horses must be very serious. Strong.
Most of the horse thieves are desperadoes, and their personal strength may not be scary. What is scary is a group of horse thieves, and even more so with the power of horses. These horse thieves roar back and forth, and their fighting power is very powerful.
In addition, horse thieves are very vengeful. Those who dare to offend the horse thieves have only two consequences, either the entire horse thieves group will be destroyed, or they will have to endure the brutal pursuit of the horse thieves group.