"Senior Zhuo's swordsmanship is truly astonishing!" Yin Liting sighed. In the blink of an eye, more than a hundred shots were taken, which is enough to deserve the name of "Three Thousand Moments"! What's even more frightening is that each blow is extremely precise, with a combination of hardness and softness. It has the strength to pierce the wine pot and the softness to protect the wine pot. With just this one move, people are astonished! It turns out that strength, speed, and skill can really reach this level! I'm afraid the sword demon's resurrection will be nothing more than this! Everyone thought together. "Boy, why are there so few people today? Why isn't Old Man Hu here? Are you afraid of me?" When everyone was still immersed in that sword and couldn't extricate themselves, a breathy voice sounded, and they raised their heads. At first glance, it turned out to be a scabby young man who walked in with a ruffian look. "You have to pay me all the money even if you're not here! Did you hear that, your Buddha-headed uncle has a bad temper? First bring me a bottle of wine, and let me rinse my mouth!" The man with the scarlet head said and stabbed the golden knife in the middle of the table. Take a seat, and more than ten people came in behind them and occupied three or four tables. As soon as these people sat down, a look of panic flashed in the eyes of the farmer and his wife, and they buried their heads in eating. After a while, they got up and walked out. When the couple passed by the scabby young man, they couldn't help but quicken their steps. The scabby young man suddenly said: "Stop for me." "What's going on?" "You two, wash your faces, Li Er, Wang San, follow me, watch them wash, don't let them run away," the scabby young man ordered the two strong men at the same table. Stand up in response. "Sir, we farmers are born poor and have dirty faces. What's the matter? If this dirty and ugly face bothers you, let's leave now. Let's leave now." The man's expression turned slightly. He calmed down instantly. "Dirty and ugly? I don't think so. Dirty can be washed clean. Ugly? Which girl within a radius of dozens of miles can be more beautiful than the Second Miss Hejiazhuang? Do you think so, Miss He Er?" The scabby young man's voice turned cold. He said to Yin Liting: "We are doing something in Poison Dragon Cave, get out of here if it is irrelevant." Yin Liting and others seemed unaware, Ding Minjun's eyes were cold, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart. "Oh? Don't go out, brothers. It seems that you have met a hero who drew his sword to help when there was an injustice on the road." The scabby young man said, and more than a dozen young strong men laughed loudly. "Miss He Er, you see, you are lucky and have met a hero. But, hum, any hero dares to offend our Poison Dragon Cave without opening his eyes, I will make him a dead hero." said the scabby young man. "Don't be arrogant. My sister is a disciple of the Emei Sect. If she finds out" The peasant woman couldn't help but said. Her voice was clear and moving, but her words were a bit coquettish and unsophisticated. "The Emei Sect? The Emei Sect can't control our Poison Dragon Cave! Even the old nun Mie Mie has to stay away from our Poisonous Gu Immortals. Besides, can the people in Emei know? You Hejiazhuang has long been watched to death. Yes, you think we don¡¯t know who goes out and who comes in? By the time your sister comes back, you will have become a member of Du Laoxian, and you will be the in-laws of the Dulong Cave Emei Sect. Why should you fight Miss He Er like this? She is beautiful and touching, and Miss He is certainly no different. When the time comes, the two girls will serve one husband together, tsk tsk" The scabby young man laughed loudly. "What is the Poisonous Gu Immortal that my master is afraid of? I, Ding Minjun, have never heard of what the Poisonous Gu Immortal is. How dare you talk nonsense?" Ding Minjun has long been concerned about these gangsters. Angry, hearing that they didn't take Master Miejie and the Emei sect seriously at all, he couldn't help but teach them a lesson. "Ah! Ding Nuxia, I heard my sister mentioned you! That's great!" Miss He Er said in surprise, and was about to rush towards Ding Minjun. He stretched out a hand, grabbed her left hand, and twisted it behind her back. , and pressed her on the table. Miss He Er was filled with shame and anger. She was a young girl who was pushed down on the table, her buttocks raised, her movements were extremely indecent, tears welled up in her beautiful eyes, and she cried: "Scaly Zhao, you, please let go "Me!" "Let him go! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude." Ding Minjun's voice was as cold as winter. The scabby young man sneered: "You're welcome?" He kicked the farmer's knee, and two strong men pressed his shoulders. The farmer cried out in pain and fell to his knees. This kick was clean and neat. The scabby young man obviously had good martial arts skills, and the two strong men seemed to have some skill in their hands. "Third brother! Let him go! Ding Nuxia, help!" Miss He Er said urgently. "Senior Sister Ding, you don't need to work for these dirty things. You can master them." Yin Liting suddenly said, "Tiantian, Zhiruo, you go." According to the Taiping generation, Ding Minjun should call Yin Liting his uncle.Ji Xiaofu is Yin Liting's unmarried wife, and she is considered an equal. Li Xu was one generation younger than Yin Liting, but Ding Minjun and Bei Jinyi couldn't bear to call him nephew, so they simply called him brother and sister based on their age. "Yes! Uncle Six!" Zhou Tiansheng drew his stick and jumped on him. Zhou Zhiruo shouted loudly and rushed into the crowd. At this time, she had already completed the Zhou Liu Earth Energy Yuan Seed, and her attack power was not inferior to that of an adult. "Huh, just two dolls?" the scabby young man said angrily, Miss He Er couldn't move at the Dazhui point. Pulling out the steel knife from his waist, there was a "clang" sound, and he blocked the stick drawn by Zhou Tiansheng. Suddenly he felt an unbearable pain like a tiger's mouth being torn apart. A strong force came from the handle of the knife, and he almost couldn't hold it. He felt awe-inspiring in his heart. Stop being so dismissive. There was a strong burst of force from the stick, and Zhou Tiansheng followed the force with a counterattack, knocking over the two big men behind him. He estimated in his mind that the young man in front of him was almost at the peak of the first level of Qi refining, and Ren Duchong was still far from being able to control the four major meridians. One level will be broken through at one point, and your own Vajra power should be almost the same. The dozen or so young men behind had just mastered one or two strange scriptures, and their internal strength was only a little higher than that of Qingfeng and Mingyue at the time. However, they were better because they were strong, and they were only proficient in fists and feet. They assisted from the side. If so, Zhou Zhiruo should have no problem dealing with them. He calmed down and concentrated on dealing with the scabby young man in front of him. This man's sword skills were extremely cunning, vicious, and fierce, and his moves were unexpected. However, this was also because Zhou Tiansheng had too little experience in facing enemies. It was Yin Liting who faced him. This person can kill him with one sword. Fortunately, he is diligent in the black heaven book. Under the perception of calamity, he can often find out the deficiencies and fill in the gaps. Even so, there are still dangers. Here, sticks and shadows are flying, swords are flashing, and the fighting continues. Over there, Zhou Zhiruo, taking advantage of her small stature, scurried around like a loach among the big men, attacking key points with all her moves, but three or four of them were knocked over by her. The mangy young man was also impatient, thinking that if I, one of the Eight Great Vajras of the Poison Dragon Cave, could not take care of a child as big as his butt for so long, wouldn¡¯t it make people laugh if word got out? He was impatient and his moves became more fierce. However, Zhou Tiansheng became more relaxed. The mangy young man advanced impatiently and made more and more mistakes in his moves. Instead, Zhou Tiansheng used his strength to knock down four or five more big men, leaving only four or five big men behind. The next follower, the big man, was still standing. Zhou Zhiruo also got excited about fighting, and actually had a head-on confrontation with the big man. Her white and tender little fists clashed with the big ones, giving her an inexplicable sense of joy.