Martial King’s Retired Life

Yes, get up! "Iron Hanyi squeezed the man's shoulder and forced it. He crushed the man's shoulder blade directly under his divine power.

The beggar shouted and cried in pain: "Oh, hit someone! There is a master officer hitting someone, but it doesn't matter! You can't do that in Beijing!"

Iron Han Yi could not help but stay, this person can not martial arts? Is it really a beggar?

The beggar cried, "Why are you beating people! It hurts so much, oh my bones are broken!"

Tie Hanyi guarded the crop man and apologized: "This uncle, I'm sorry, I thought you were also a scumbag. Please come over and let my colleagues protect you."

But the beggar turned to crying again and again, and the sad face spread out suddenly, revealing a grinning smiley face: "It doesn't need to be, I'm really not a good person." Now Tie Hanyi regained his heart, all together Lian Yinguang has flung his neck from this beggar's cuff.

Tie Hanyi quickly lifted his right arm to block it, and the blade of light hit his right arm with a sound of golden iron and iron fighting.

The beggar laughed, but kept on. One hundred swords of silver dragons are danced with a long knife. This person is insignificant, but there is real kung fu under his hands.

At this time, the two cropped fists came again, and the two of them fought together. Tie Hanyi was caught by this beggar, but he lost his first chance, and then he was defeated.

Sure enough, after another ten strokes, the beggar had enough internal force and then chopped his right arm. The iron cold clothes had no luck. This knife not only broke his qigong, hurt the flesh, but also left deep visible bone scars . Blood left from the wound.

The cropped man laughed and said, "Well! The name of the Iron Heroes and Iron Blood Cold Clothes has been heard a long time ago. Why isn't it worthy of some blood?"

The beggar yin-yin laughed: "I once heard that the iron-han Yi and the iron hero were slashed with a slasher in their dreams without any injuries. The ignorance world regarded it as a model of hard work. It ’s a long way to go. This knife is called by an old farmer to cut it, and it ’s the same as a peerless knife. ”

Tie Hanyi didn't have time to look back. He was already in danger, and he shouted, "Ye Luo! Sending arrows to help me!" But waited, Ye Luo's arrow didn't come.

Ye Luo is now left and right, she is fighting a man who appears silently, dressed like a country teacher. The teacher teaches a sword, but he is a master of swordsmanship. He was aggressive and could not let go. Ye Luo was missed even after he was attacked with the first sword. Now he can't release his hand to shoot an arrow.

Iron Han Yi and Ye Luo could hardly believe their eyes. This is the capital city, not Heluo or Jiangnan Martial Arts, where the martial arts struggle is fierce.

Only two screams were heard, and Tie Hanyi and Ye Luo were restrained at the same time. When he was all numb, he fell down softly.

Iron Han Yi roared like an injured lion, "Who are you!"

The crop man said: "You dare to break in without knowing where it is. How many lives do you have?"

Where?

Tie Hanyi's heart was confused, and he looked up at them, but saw the moonlight shining, hitting two poems on the gatepost of this courtyard.

Those two poems read: Wen Jun is so elegant, but I do n’t know Lan Jun bamboo?

A long-lost name returned to his head.

"Lanjun bamboo empty!"

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