In the courtyard, Yuhe Tongjun defeated Sikong Jing in less than ten moves. Yin Quan was really proud of himself. They all said that Tang Jiusheng was smart. Was this a miscalculation? Yin Quan smiled sinisterly. Not only did he want his men to defeat this man in the courtyard,

Except for the three women Shui Ruyue, Ximen Yushuang, and Yu Xiaodong who he wanted to snatch away, he would kill all the rest, regardless of gender, age or child.

Yu Xiaodong had no choice but to stand up and prepare to face the Yuhe Tongjun who had not piled up three pieces of tofu. Apart from Sikong Jing, she was the only one on his side who was a first-level martial arts master, but this Yuhe Tongjun was at least

She was at the intermediate level of the Martial Spirit Realm or above. Although Xiao Tang had told her not to come out no matter what happened before she left, she could not help but watch Shui Ruyue and the others being taken away? She really couldn't do it.

Yuhe Tongjun looked at the beautiful woman standing opposite and grinned. He knocked her down easily. He thought of it as doing a good deed and snatching a wife for the old man Huagu. Just as Yuhetongjun was about to take action, he suddenly heard someone outside the Chuihua Gate.

He shouted loudly, "Oh, Prince Pingxi, can you give this little beggar a steamed bun?"

Amid the shouting, a little beggar with big eyes, ragged clothes, dusty face, and a dog-beating stick in his right hand and a broken blue and white porcelain bowl in his left hand walked into the courtyard.

This little beggar looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old. When he saw Yin Quan from a distance, he quickly bowed and said hello, "Oh, my Prince Pingxi, I haven't eaten for three days. You, the old man, are from the Southwest Road."

Wait for the rich man to give a steamed bun to the little beggar!"

Yin Quan snorted. Although he didn't know the details of this little beggar, he was not stupid enough to think that the person who came to the Tang family yard to beg for food at this time would be a real beggar. Yin Quan asked with a stern face:

"Boy, don't pretend to be a ghost. Who are you?"

The little beggar held the dog-beating stick and smiled, showing his white teeth, "Your Majesty is wise! In this case, I won't pretend anymore. I came here originally to make two steamed buns with Your Majesty. Seeing this attitude,

The prince doesn’t even want to give me the crumbs of the steamed buns, so I don’t want the steamed buns anymore. I’ll simply capture the prince. The Pingxi Palace will definitely pay a high price to redeem the prince, and then I’ll make a lot of money!”

Hearing that the little beggar was going to kidnap him and ask for ransom from Pingxi Prince's Palace, Yin Quan couldn't help being furious. He looked at Yu Dongzhi and Wang Xihua and said sternly: "Get it!" Yu Dongzhi and Wang Xihua drew their swords in their hands,

One on the left and one on the right surrounded him, but they couldn't feel any energy flowing in the little beggar. There were two situations, one was a first-level master, and the other was someone who didn't know any martial arts at all.

The little beggar smiled and said, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, the two commanders want to challenge me together. They really take the little beggar seriously! The little beggar is really honored! Come on, let the two commanders take a look.

A set of body movements that I practice when fighting with dogs.

If the two commanders are more powerful than Mad Dog, they will definitely defeat me!"

Yu Dongzhi and Wang Xihua were both furious. On weekdays in the palace, which of the guards would dare to disrespect them? Even Wu De, the chief butler, would smile when he greeted them. Today, this little beggar kept talking for a long time, just turning around and cursing.

They are dogs. Yu Dongzhi sneered: "Little beggar, I hope your skills are better than your words, otherwise you will die ugly today!"

The little beggar smiled and put the dog-beating stick and the broken bowl under the wall next to him, and said with a smile: "It's easy to talk about, I will definitely satisfy you two, and I will definitely make the two commanders die ugly, as ugly as you want."

, Actually, you two are quite ugly regardless of whether you are dead or not. Your prince is quite good-looking, but he has a dark heart, so I advise you not to just look at your face!"

Yu Dong was shaking with anger. He took two steps forward and slashed his head with a sword. He was so strong that he had been immersed in sword skills for many years. Yin Quan on the side couldn't help shouting "Hello!" The little beggar was frightened at that time.

Silly, standing there dumbfounded, forgetting to hide, Yu Dongzhi was secretly happy, it turned out that this kid was just talking big words, he was obviously a loser who didn't know how to do martial arts!

Unexpectedly, the knife was still an inch away from the little beggar's head. The little beggar suddenly fell forward and fell to the ground, saying in his mouth: "Oh my God! This knife is so bright, it scares me to death!" This fall just happened to hit him.

This knife was dodged. Yu Dong was horrified, this little beggar was so fast!

Wang Xihua, who was holding a knife and trying to get in, was also shocked. Oh my god, what a movement! Wang Xihua didn't dare to watch the fun anymore. The two of them attacked the little beggar with their knives. For a moment, the light of the swords was everywhere in the courtyard, and the wind was howling.

Even Yu Hetongjun, who wanted to fight with Yu Xiaodong, stopped and stood aside to watch.

Everyone else in the courtyard was watching the excitement. Only Yu Xiaodong, Taoist Huagu Taoist and Yuhe Tongjun were first-class masters and could tell. This little beggar was extraordinary. He was obviously a first-class master. I saw that the little beggar was holding a knife.

Guangli dodged left and right, as if strolling in a garden, jumping up and down while talking, "The two commanders are really good at swordsmanship! They didn't chop!"

Yu Dongzhi and Wang Xihua were angry, anxious and helpless. The little sword energy that originally overflowed from the sword was suppressed by the little beggar. This kid also had a wicked smile and sarcasm on his face. He was obviously playing monkey tricks!

In front of the little beggar, the two commanders of the royal palace were like two three-year-old children playing with toy knives. Even Yin Quan felt that something was wrong.

I heard the little beggar say, "Okay, the two commanders have been playing with the knife for a long time. They are tired. Let's take a rest!" He jumped forward, grabbed Yu Dongzhi's knife with his left hand, and pulled it down.

The knife fell out of his hand, and Wang Xihua was shocked. He slashed at Yu Dongzhi to rescue him. Unexpectedly, the little beggar casually stretched out his hand and grabbed Wang Xihua again.

Xihua's knife was also taken away and thrown aside.

The little beggar poked Wang Xihua's numb hole under his ribs with one finger, turned around and poked Yu Dongzhi's soft numb hole with his finger, lifted the two of them up, threw them to Ximen Yushuang's feet, and said with a playful smile: "This beautiful old lady

Girl, these two worthless pieces of trash will be left to you and left to your own devices."

Shui Ruyue and others were overjoyed, but Yin Quan and others were stunned. Yuhe Tongjun swallowed and said in a deep voice: "Boy, who are you? Since you are a master who hides his secrets, how dare you talk to me

A competition?"

The little beggar laughed and clapped his hands, "Oh, you are the famous No. 10 in the world. With such a big name, how can a little beggar like me be your opponent? How about you give me three moves first? Win or lose.

It’s not shameful, do you think it’s okay?”

Yuhe Tongjun was cautious by nature, shook his head and said: "No, I am not the best in the world, so there is no need to save face. Since it is a fight, it must be fair. Before the fight, you'd better tell me who you are.

Otherwise, after playing for a long time, I won’t even know who my opponent is. It would be embarrassing to lose and there would be nothing to be happy about if I win.”

The little beggar walked to the wall and bent down to pick up the dog beating stick. He kept mumbling, "I can't beat people like you without a stick. In fact, it doesn't matter who I am. Just tell me."

You may not recognize the name, but let me tell you, my name is Xin Zhiping, and I have a senior brother named Luo Fengyang, I don’t know if you guys know him."

When the little beggar said these words, his voice was not loud, but it was like thunder. It shocked the bones of Yin Quan's men. My mother, it turned out to be Luo Fengyang's junior brother. Could it be that Yu Dongzhi and Wang Xihua danced together?

The knife that has been holding for a long time can't even touch the edge of someone's house!

Yuhe Tongjun also took a breath of cold air and looked at the little beggar. He was also in trouble for a moment. What if he defeated this Xin Zhiping? If his senior brother avenges him, there will be no one in this world except Xie Wuchen.

Who can resist? But if I don’t fight, I will still be ranked tenth in the world. Isn’t it too shameful to scare others with just one word?

Xin Zhiping also saw Yuhe Tongjun's hesitation, and said with a bared smile: "I say, old boy, you don't have to be afraid. I am me, and my senior brother is my senior brother. If we fight without him, you will have nothing to do."

As long as you can beat me, it's fine. My senior brother won't care about causing trouble for you. I told him before I came here that he won't interfere. Just give it a try. If you can beat me, it's your ability!

"

After hearing what he said, Yuhe Tongjun put his heart back in his stomach, "Xin, if this is the case, then I won't be polite!"
Chapter completed!