At this time, the wind blew in the field, but the old man with long arms danced the sack into a yellow shadow, as if he had already covered the evil of the storm.

However, the evil swordsmanship is very good, and can block the attack and resist the enemy. However, the moves on the sack have not yet been found to be bottomed out, but he has just experienced the power of Tongbing Fist. The move "Lu Dongbin bites the dog" can only be lucky enough to succeed, but he can't bite it again, so he dare not ignore it at all.

When Qiao Feng saw that Feng Boye could fight more than a hundred moves with the long-armed old man, one of the four elders of the Beggar Gang, but he was unbeaten, he secretly praised him and looked up to Mr. Murong again. The other three elders of the Beggar Gang retreated aside and focused on the fight.

Seeing that the storm was so bad that he could not fight for a long time, Abi felt worried and asked Wang Yuyan.

"Miss Wang, this old man with a long-armed arm is using a sack. What kind of martial arts is that?"

Wang Yuyan frowned.

"I have never seen this martial arts in books. His fists and feet are the sack-up fists. The technique of using the sacks is as powerful as the thirteenth style of the Dabie Mountains to beat the soft whip, and it also holds the condom of the 81st Route Three Nunchaku in the Ruan Family in Hubei. It seems that the sack skills are his own creation."

Her words were not very loud, but the names "The Thirteen Styles of Soft Whip" and "The Three Numbsacks of the Ruan Family 81st Road in Hubei" sounded like thunder in the long-armed old man's ears.

He was originally a child of the Ruan family in Hubei. The three numbs were inherited by family kung fu. Later, he killed the elders of the family and committed a serious crime. So he changed his surname and changed his name, abandoned the three numbs and never used it again, and no one knew his true identity.

Unexpectedly, although I tried my best to abandon the martial arts I learned when I was young, I naturally showed it when the battle was fierce, and I was shocked.

"How did this girl know my details?"

He also said that the old things he had hidden for decades were known to her. After such distraction, he was attacked by the storm several times, and he could not resist it.

The old man with long arm took three steps in a row and walked away in a hurry. Seeing Feng Boye slashing his knife, he immediately flew up his left foot and kicked his right wrist.

Feng Boye swung his sword and cut his left foot away. The old man with his long arm kicked out with his right foot, and the mandarin ducks had already jumped in the air. Feng Boye saw that he was so old, his skills were strong and he could not help but cheer.

"good!"

He punched his left hand and hit his knee. Seeing that the long-armed old man was in mid-air, it was difficult to move his body. As long as this punch was firm, even if the knees did not break, the leg bones would be broken.

Feng Boye saw that his punch was close to his knees, but the other party still did not change his moves. Suddenly, the wind sounded so fast that the sack in the other party opened its mouth and covered it with his head. Although his punch could break the leg bones of the long-armed old man, wouldn't it be extremely bad for his boss to be wrapped in the sack?

The punch was quickly changed to sweeping across, and he wanted to sweep the sack. The old man with a long arm slightly turned his right hand and turned the sack mouth, which had already wrapped his fist. The big mouth of the sack was too different from the Fengboye Xiaoxiao fist. It was easy to get in the trap, but he decided not to wrap him up.

Fengbo's evil hand shrank and stretched out from the sack. Suddenly, the arm felt a little painful, as if it was stabbed by a thin needle. When he lowered his eyes, he was shocked and saw a small scorpion nailed to his arm.
Chapter completed!