Chapter 129 Challenge the Hill Machine

At the moment when his wrist was pinched by the Taoist priest, Yang Tiexin had subconsciously struggled with luck. Unexpectedly, as soon as he was lucky, he immediately felt a burning pain and numbness. His wrist was extremely painful, and his whole right arm was extremely sore and completely out of control.

In just a few seconds, Yang Tiexin's face turned red, and there was even cold sweat on his forehead. Seeing this, Guo Xiaotian next to him knew that his adoptive brother had suffered a loss, but he thought that he and others were kind to make friends with each other. If he took action rashly, I'm afraid he would really offend people, so he quickly stepped forward and bowed his hand to the Taoist priest and said, "Please, Taoist priest, please sit in the room!"

The Taoist priest sneered again, put his hands off Yang Tiexin, and walked into the room in a big way. However, before he stepped into the threshold, his body stiffened slightly, and the momentum on his body suddenly broke out, and his eyes flashed, and it converged without a trace in an instant. However, when he entered the room again, his face was much more solemn.

"Taoist priest, let's meet again!" Luo Yuchen smiled and nodded, but the Taoist priest, that is, Qiu Chuji, just snorted slightly and didn't pay attention to him at all. He just sat down in the only empty seat. However, after Guo Xiaotian heard Luo Yuchen's words, he showed a little surprise: "Brother Luo, do you know this Taoist priest?"

"It's just a fate!" Luo Yuchen smiled meaningfully. Qiu Chuji also sneered and said loudly, "Well, what's the idea of the three of you waiting for me here on this special trip? Hurry up and draw the road. The poor road will be one after another!"

The sharp eyes swept over Luo Yuchen's body, and a little contemptuousness suddenly appeared on Qiu Chuji's face: "I remember you, you stared at me more than half a month ago, right? I didn't expect that you court eagles had some ability to guess my course of action. However, your two followers are too bad. Obviously, they are two Shandong men, but they hide here to pretend to be farmers in Lin'an Township. Unfortunately, they can't change their Shandong dialect. Also, how can a farmer do kung fu?"

"What? Who do you think is the court eagle dog? Guo Xiaotian and Yang Tiexin questioned in unison, but then Guo Xiaotian's eyes couldn't help falling on Luo Yuchen. However, Yang Tiexin soon reached out and pulled him and whispered in his ear, "Brother Luo was invited from Qu San's family!"

In a headless sentence, Guo Xiaotian understood. Luo Yuchen also understood that Yang Tiexin meant that Qu Lingfeng was a shocking thief who stole treasures in the palace at night, and he had a good relationship with him and stayed in his house. Naturally, he was unlikely to be a member of the government. Guo Xiaotian nodded slightly, and the suspicion in his eyes gradually faded. Then he stared at the Taoist priest with Yang Tiexin: "This Taoist priest, it doesn't make sense for you to live. Our brother kindly invited you to drink. If you don't drink, it's okay. Why do you have to be so upside down and talk nonsense?"

"Not bad! As soon as you came up, you were hostile to us, as if we were waiting here to harm you! Anyway, our wine won't break down. If you don't drink it, just go out. We don't welcome you!" Yang Tiexin's words were extremely rude, but after hearing this, the Taoist priest sat down steadily, poured himself a glass of wine, and drank it with his head up!

"Hmm? Didn't you take the medicine?" With a glass of wine, the Taoist priest squeaked his lips, thought about it for a while, and drank three cups in a row. Then he sneered and said, "However, I'm not afraid of you taking the medicine. Even if you really have sweat medicine, you can't fascinate me!"

Hearing this, Guo Yang and his face turned red with anger. Luo Yuchen couldn't help but say, "If I want to give you medicine, it's not as simple as sweat medicine. At least I have to get some crane top red, pulling machine powder and so on!"

"Humph!" Qiu Chuji glanced at Luo Yuchen, suddenly untied his clothes, threw them on the ground casually, and then took a leather bag from his back and casually poured it on the table: "Isn't that what you want? All right, I'll give it all to you!"

"Ah..." In the strong smell of blood, with a bang, a bloody head suddenly jumped on the table. Bao Xiwei, who was hiding aside and peeking, was shocked and subconsciously fled into the inner room. The two brothers Guo Xiaotian and Yang Tiexin also jumped up in fear and shouted, "Okay, it turns out that you are a thief who kills people!"

While talking, Yang Tiexin suddenly took out a cold flashing dagger from his arms and suddenly stabbed the middle-aged Taoist priest's chest. The Taoist priest sneered, "Eagle claws, have you finally done it? Then don't blame the Taoist Lord for killing!" With that, as soon as he raised his left hand and pointed like a knife, he was going to cut Yang Tiexin's right wrist, but before he could take action, a fist had been silently attached to his right rib clothes!

"Hey!" At the last moment, Qiu Chuji finally sensed the danger and saw that his move was inconvenient. His left palm was cut on the edge of Yang Tiexin's right palm, and then he turned his wrist, pinched it on the ridge of the dagger, and took the opportunity to grab it back. At the same time, his breath had also been sucked to the end. His chest and abdomen suddenly closed back, and suddenly collapsed several inches away. After passing the strongest edge, he was abruptly punched by Luo Yuchen!

With one punch, Qiu Chuji did not fall out, but just snorted slightly and shook his body gently. But this is not a good thing, but it only shows that Luo Yuchen's fist strength is good. Almost all the power broke out in Qiu Chuji's body and turned into destructive power, and almost no power was wasted by inertia.

After all, Qiu Chuji is still a little big. Luo Yuchen's "shadowless fist" has now broken through the four-star realm. When punching, he can not only mobilize the strength of the whole body, but also release the punch power directly to the outside. Even if this punch gives him the strongest edge, it has not achieved the maximum effect, but it also plays seven. With eight points of lethality, Qiu Chu is naturally going to suffer a big loss.

At the moment when his body shook slightly, a red tide surged up on his face, and the power in his hand suddenly disappeared for a moment. Seeing this, Yang Tiexin suddenly shook his strength and was about to take back his dagger. Qiu Chuji was unable to compete, so he had to take the opportunity to send it forward, but it made Yang Tiexin use the wrong strength and staggered backwards. Guo Xiaotian quickly reached out and grabbed him.

"Okay, okay! I didn't expect you to have such a good boxing!" As soon as he suddenly overturned the table, Qiu Chuji jumped directly from Guo Yang and landed on the open space outside: "If you have guts, come out. Let's fight for another 300 rounds!" Yang Tiexin suffered losses again and again. He was already angry. Without waiting for Luo Yuchen and others to speak, he directly picked up the iron gun by the wall and jumped out: "Okay! I'm about to let you, a thief Taoist priest, see the power of my Yang's gun!"

"Hey, with you, you are also worthy of the Yang family's shooting?" "Don't talk nonsense, look at the trick..."

By the time Luo Yuchen and Guo Xiaotian rushed out of the door, Yang Tiexin had already fought with the Taoist priest. However, although Qiu Chuji has not pulled out the sword behind him, he has also gained the absolute upper hand and forced Yang Tiexin into a mess - Yang Tiexin makes it a long gun, which naturally needs a lot of space to play. However, now, Qiu Chuji is tightly entangled around him, no matter how Yang Tiexin changes his move. There was a way to force him back half a step. Instead, he was forced by Qiu Chuji's pair of flesh palms to jump and dodge and retreat step by step!

Seeing that his moves were more and more scattered, and the Taoist priest opposite him only flew up and down with a pair of flesh palms. He almost hit his wrist and took away his weapons several times. Yang Tiexin was extremely anxious and suddenly gritted his teeth and made up his mind. Then he suddenly crossed, dragged his long gun and turned around and left.

Seeing this, the middle-aged Taoist priest subconsciously raised his heel, but as soon as he chased a few steps, he heard Yang Tiexin shouting loudly, clenching the handle of the gun with both hands, suddenly twisting his waist and his arms, turning back and shooting, and stabbing the door! This move is extremely vicious. In Luo Yuchen's opinion, he is more than smarter than Mr. Chu! Almost in the blink of an eye, the shot had already stabbed the face door of Qiu Chuji. Qiu Chuji had no time to dodge, and also shouted loudly. His palms closed with a crack, and unexpectedly clamped the head of the gun!

"Good shooting, it's really an authentic Yang's gun!" In the admiration of Qiu Chuji, Yang Tiexin has exerted his strength repeatedly, but the head of the gun seems to be welded to Qiu Chuji's hand. No matter how hard he tried, he did not move at all. There was also a trace of hesitation in Qiu Chuji's eyes, but then, between inhaling, the slight tingling on his chest made him frown slightly. At this moment, without hesitation, he directly snorted coldly, raised his right palm like lightning, and hit it fiercely in the middle of the steel gun!

There was a "bang" sound of gold and iron. Yang Tiexin only felt a sharp pain in the tiger's mouth, and his palms were numb. He couldn't help letting go of his hand and let the iron gun fall into the snow. He retreated in a panic. Qiu Chuji did not chase, but turned around and said to Luo Yuchen, "Okay, it's your turn!" The poor road didn't notice for a moment just now, and almost got your way. Now it's all right, let the Taoist master learn about your shadowless fist!"

"In fact, what I am best at is not boxing, but swordsmanship! I don't know if you are willing to teach me?"