Even if we meet, we should not know [old version]

The big man in front of him roared angrily: "Little bastard, how can I allow you to be rampant? Hehe, you drank my wine, do you still want to get out of here? Obediently hand over your silver taels, and the old man might let you live."

While talking, the machete in the big man's hand slashed at Qianqing.

Not only did Qianqing not hide, but she stepped forward to meet her.He opened his hands, palms facing each other, and stood there with a calm expression, his head completely exposed under the scimitar.

This time, the brawny man holding the knife was stunned, and he said that Qian Qing was a fool.Although the strong man has killed countless people and is full of evil, he still has room for change, and he is unwilling to kill lightly unless it is absolutely necessary.It's just that although he wanted to withdraw his hand, the scimitar fell very fast and it was difficult to take it back.The shining big knife in his hand slashed towards Qian Qing's face without hesitation.

But when the scimitar slashed in the air and landed between Qianqing's hands, she suddenly encountered an invisible obstacle for some reason.

The strong man only felt that the blade touched something extremely strong, and it firmly stuck the heavy machete in his hand.

Before he knew what happened, Qian Qing clenched her hands and pushed forward forcefully, pushing the big man back more than ten steps.

Now, Qian Qing and Lin Zichu occupy two corners of the room respectively, they can use it to their heart's content without getting in the way.

The big man struggled to resist, but was still pushed back by Qianqing, he was secretly surprised, and wanted to lift the knife again.

Qianqing didn't give him this chance.He turned his hands forward and tied the scimitar with spider silk.

This seemed to be an understatement, but in fact it was extremely forceful, with a strangle and pull, the handle of the knife in the big man's hand couldn't help moving, the blade tilted sideways, and turned to face the other person.

Qian Qing loosened her left hand slightly, and exerted force with her right hand, the handle of the knife came out of the big man's hand, and Qian Qing picked it up in her hand.

This scimitar weighed nearly thirty catties, Qianqing carried it like nothing.

He smiled and said, "Didn't you invite me to drink?"

The big man was suddenly taken away from the weapon, he was stunned for a moment, pretended to be calm, and shouted: "Boy, there is a potion that makes people feel weak in my drink, if you know it..."

Before she finished speaking, two big men rushed to Qianqing's left and wanted to sneak attack Qianqing.

Qianqing's arm trembled, and she said in her mouth, "Go!"

The scimitar tied with spider silk, under Qianqing's swing, like an arm and a finger, cut across the big man beside him.

The two big men who were sneaking up, grasped the sharp knives with both hands, and slashed downward.Seeing Qianqing's saber approaching, she didn't retreat.

It was only when the sharp knife met Qianqing's blade that he realized how powerful Qianqing's swing was.

The two strong men screamed, their tiger's mouths were numb with pain, and they could hardly hold the knife. After holding on for a moment, they let go together.The two sharp knives were thrown out, and the two strong men also fell backwards suddenly, hitting the ground on their hips, and they were thrown off their feet.

The restaurant was suddenly in chaos, and screams and screams could be heard.Qian Qing didn't care, he held the spider thread in his palm, wrapped the handle of the knife with the spider thread, and dragged the scimitar over.

Then, as if he found it interesting, he used the spider silk as the center of the circle, waved his arms, and spun behind his back.

The rotation speed is extremely fast, gradually making the scimitar invisible.

In Qianqing's hands, this scimitar was no longer a sharp weapon for killing people, but turned into a clay toy.

It's just that when the scimitar spun behind Qianqing, it still reflected a snow-white fierce light, and the sharp wind blowing from the blade blew on the face, which was shocking.

For a while, no one dared to step forward.

"Okay!" Qian Qing shouted: "So you drugged the wine. But I don't know what secret drug you used, it's useless at all!"

Qianqing's eyes sparkled, he let go of his palm, and held the rotating scimitar in his palm.

Stretch your right arm backwards, and after aiming, make a throwing motion suddenly.

The scimitar was like a flying arrow, shooting towards the east pillar.

There was only a "clang" sound, and the blade was like a knife cutting tofu, and the handle sank into the cylinder.

The strong man looked back at his weapon, saw that the place where the weapon hit the cylinder was quite high, and it was difficult to get it back for a while, he couldn't help being furious, and cursed: "You ruined my weapon, brat, I won't let you stay today. It’s hard to get rid of the hatred in my heart!”

There was a lot of noise from Qianqing, Lin Zichu listened attentively.

Just when he was about to approach him, he suddenly felt the hair on the side of his ear move slightly.Lin Zichu remained motionless, moved slightly to the side, and dodged the big knife that was slashing at him dangerously.

After dodging, Lin Zichu retreated again and again, and when dodging left and right, he avoided all the attacking moves.

Only someone gasped and said:

"First get rid of this weird little boy with a needle in his eye!"

The responders gathered, rushing towards Lin Zichu.

Lin Zichu looked sideways and estimated the situation.When Lin Zichu found out that there was no particularly difficult danger here, not only did he not have the idea of ​​using the Hanshu Sword, but instead thrust the Hanshu Sword upside down behind him.

The strong men who saw Lin Zichu's actions were all stunned, but when they saw the cracked lines on Han Shujian's body, they laughed and mocked again, saying: "Brothers, this kid has surrendered..."

As soon as the words were spoken, Lin Zichu's eyes sharpened sharply, and he folded his right palm together in a knife pose.

Then, with lightning speed, he took a step forward and cut hard at the chin of the strong man who was laughing.

The lower jaw is densely distributed with key points of the human body, so masters and apprentices should learn from each other, one cannot hit the back of the head, and the other cannot hit the chin.These two places suffered too much force, and it is very likely that people will be directly beaten to death.

Fortunately, Lin Zichu was more measured in his strikes, as soon as he pushed and pushed, the strong man let out a muffled grunt, then threw his head back and passed out.

At the moment of lightning, the other monks beside him saw Lin Zichu started to strike, they didn't even realize that their companion had been knocked down, they raised their knives and stepped forward, slashing at Lin Zichu.

Lin Zichu raised his head brazenly, and six or seven huge knives had already greeted him. There was no trace of fear in his eyes, and his hands were folded in front of his chest, breaking apart at the touch of a touch.

When the two palms were closed, an astonishing chill emerged from his palm, and there was even a 'hissing' sound, and wisps of white smoke came out.

When the two palms are separated, the pads of the ten fingers are covered with a thin layer of ice. The ice is extremely thin, about as thick as rice paper, but the texture is hard and will not melt for a long time.

Lin Zichu flicked his sleeves, swung his arms forward, with thin ice on his fingers, and rushed towards the besieging strong men around him.

All of this is a long story, but it actually only took the blink of an eye.

The strong man lying on the knife only felt a sharp pain in his left and right shoulders, as if he had been stung by a wasp.

Soon, the stinging pain changed again, becoming a pain that I had never experienced before. Several strong men screamed and rubbed their shoulders vigorously at the same time, but it did not relieve the shoulder pain at all, and they were still trembling all over. It was unbearably cold.

It wasn't until this moment that they seemed to be able to react. They all jumped up like monkeys with their butts burned, and shouted: "—Cultivator!"

"—These two children are cultivators!"