Chapter 21 Wind and Thunder

This guy is not dead yet!

It's really haunted!

Chen Lai secretly complained, pulling bows and arrows.

The old beggar also found Chen Lai, went to the stream, washed his face, washed the blood on his legs, and then raised his head, "Little brother... We met again."

He seemed to smile, stroked the cold stream with his hand, then pulled out his sword from his waist and put it in the stream to let the stream wash away the blood stains on it.

He rushed the sword spotlessly. He picked up the sword and looked at the cold edge of the sword. "This time, I will kill you with my sword."

As the saying goes, enemies meet, and they are particularly jealous. Chen Lai stared at the other party's gloomy eyes, looked at his young face, and said, "I can't stand you for a long time. I'm going to kill you with my bony fist... However, if you give me a little time, I'll put the child in a safe place first."

The elderly beggar gestured gracefully. Two drops of the stream dripped from his fingertips and made a thong sound on the stream.

Chen Lai found a large cave on a stone next to it, with a few pinch of light yellow lion hair. He put Chen Sien in it, looked at him, and blocked the hole with a stone higher than him. I don't know why he suddenly became so strong. He lifted the whole stone and put it at the mouth of the hole.

Chen Lai stood up, turned slowly, and threw his bows and arrows beside him.

The old beggar was stunned, "You threw away your best weapon."

Chen Lai disdained the bows and arrows and arrows on the ground, "I said I would kill you with a bone fist, and I will kill you with a bone fist."

"You're already a man... I'm not a beggar. I'm also a man."

The old beggar nodded, looked at a deep puddle beside him, and threw the sword into the puddle. "It's not that I can't use my fist."

He walked on the stream and limped to Chen Lai.

Seeing that he walked more than ten steps very slowly, Chen Lai bent down and picked up the bow and arrow branches, pulled the bow and arrow.

The old beggar was shocked, "Little brother, keep your promise... especially our duel."

"I said I would kill you with a bone fist, but I didn't say I didn't need to shoot you with a bow and arrow." Chen Lai shot an arrow at him.

The old beggar was furious, "Good boy, you are so treacherous at such a young age!"

While retreating, he dodged the arrow, and a look of panic flashed on his face. He almost died in the hands of this teenager twice. He was a little afraid of him, not to mention that now he has a leg injury, but the other party has bows and arrows in his hand.

Avoiding two arrows, he retreated to the puddle and found his sword. But the puddle was so deep that he put his arms into the water and couldn't touch it.

Ah!

The old beggar suddenly shouted. It turned out that after dodging an arrow, he did not dodge the next arrow and was shot in the buttocks.

He shouted again, pulled out the arrows, and fell to the water with a crack. Then he strode to Chen Lai, facing the arrows one by one, and walked faster and faster. Several of the arrows passed through his arm, and he did not respond. When an arrow shot him in the shoulder, he just broke the arrow with a crack.

Good guy! Isn't it crazy?

Chen Lai shouted secretly and shot arrows repeatedly.

Wh! Arrows flew over it.

Wh! The arrows flew over the surface of the water.

Wh! Two arrows flew out at the same time...

Chen Lai used all the archery he learned from Pan Lang, but still did not stop the progress of the elderly beggars. He shot arrows one by one, just thinking about shooting the other party down. It's better to pull out the firewood knife and "shoot" it as an arrow. He hasn't noticed it yet!

When he saw a wide "arrow branch" flying in the air, his eyes widened.

The old beggar caught the firewood knife, grabbed the handle in one hand, grabbed the tail of the knife in the other hand, and knocked it on his knee. He broke the firewood knife with a click, and then threw it into the stream and continued to move on.

He looked solemn, full of murderous spirit, and limped forward. Suddenly, a pebble under his right foot slipped away. He couldn't help stattering and hurriedly standing firmly on his left foot, but the pebble under his left foot also slid. He couldn't control his balance and fell into the stream.

Papa!

He beat the stream around him, only beating the stream very muddy, and then angrily walked to Chen Lai. As if he felt ashamed, he clenched his two fists and began to grin.

Chen Lai threw away his long bow and shouted to step on the stream. The splash under his feet unfolded like the wings of a white dove.

When they came face to face, the two squatted down at the same time, deeply rooted in the bottom of the water, and punched each other at the same time.

Two fists sounded at the same time.

Chen Lai felt that this punch was like hitting a stone, very hard, secretly calling "King Kong Mask"; the elderly beggar felt like hitting cotton, very soft, shouting "bone reduction".

Collect the punch at the same time and hit it at the same time.

But this time, Chen Lai turned his fist into a palm, opened the opponent's punch, grabbed his wrist and began to push it up. In a very short time, he massaged the back of his hand and then massaged his wrist.

"What kung fu?"

The old beggar felt that his right hand suddenly softened and could no longer exert his strength. He hit Chen Lai with a left hook.

Chen flashed back and grabbed his left hand and was ready to massage again with both hands.

"Fuck you!"

The old beggar suddenly flew up his left foot and kicked Chen Lai's abdomen fiercely.

Chen Lai saw this and hurriedly raised his legs, but his legs were deeply rooted in the bottom of the water and could not be pulled out for a moment.

Puff!

The old beggar's left foot stamped on Chen Lai's abdomen fiercely and stamped him away.

Plop!

Chen Lai looked up to the sky and fell to the surface of the water. He hugged his stomach and felt a soreness in his abdomen. He remembered the fierceness of the other party just now. He thought it should be very painful, but it was not very painful. It seemed that someone had received this kick for him. Suddenly, he remembered the two five small pimples on his stomach and thought to himself: Did those pimples block this foot? Will it be so magical?

He showed no weakness, and a "fish" stood up. The action is very chic. However, because the pebbles under his feet were too slippery, he slipped again as soon as he stood up and had to have another " carp fight". Looking at the other party, he stretched out his index finger again and slowly wiped the water from the corners of his eyes.

The old beggar was stunned. He is a practitioner. Ordinary people can't stand the power of flying legs at all. He stamped on the abdomen of ordinary people, either fatally or seriously injured, but Chen Lai in front of him is safe and sound.

I have some skills!

This boy has some ability!

You don't need to be a real man, you can't get rid of him!

He sighed a few times, flew forward, and slapped Chen Lai fiercely.

Wind and thunder!

The first-order practice of water!

Although the most offensive in the water is the ninth level of the water, the first level of the water is also a divine existence in the eyes of ordinary people - the palm wind of "wind and thunder", the white clouds suddenly rise, and there is a rolling thunder in the white clouds.