At the end of the Yangyan Trail, the three words "Dawan Village" are engraved on the incomplete stone tablet, which is unclear. Hundreds of years ago, did a group of Ming Dynasty soldiers really fall into grass and become bandits in Qinglong Mountain, eating meat and drinking wine in big bowls. There is no historical record, and no word-of-mouth is passed down by folk artists, so it is no longer possible to verify it.

"This is Dawan Village." Ning Tao said.

Qing Zhui sticks out his tongue, trembles a few times, with a serious expression on his face, "There is a demon here."

"This means he is here. Let's go, let's meet him." Ning Tao walked over the stone tablet and walked towards the village.

"Do you want to kill him?" Qing Zhui followed Ning Tao.

Ning Tao leaned into her ears, "It depends on the situation then."

Qingzhui nodded.

Ning Tao walked towards the center of the village with a small medicine box. Last time he came, it was night, and he didn't see it very clearly. This time it was daytime, and the village was more clearly presented in front of him. There were cracked walls, roofs with tiled fallen, and weeds grew wildly in the courtyard and even the roof, which was a scene of decay.

"Looking back to the past, those group of heroes ate meat, drank wine, hugged women and sang, and the children laughed and played here. It was like yesterday. When I closed my eyes, I could see the familiar faces and hear the sounds of them singing." In the low and hoarse voice, a man in a black robe and a hood walked out of the stone house without a roof.

Yin Molan is still the same Yin Molan, and he is still holding a Haagen-Dazs ice cream in his hand.

There is no electricity here, and there is no small shop selling cold drinks. Ning Tao is really curious about where his ice cream comes from.

Ning Tao and Qingzhu stopped in the open space opposite the stone house.

On the open space, a pit the size of a human head was left behind in the place where Yin Molan hit him, and the cracks extended to the surrounding stone slab ground like spider webs.

Seeing this pit, Ning Tao found the reason why the blood lock he drew disappeared. Now it seems that if he delays taking Lin Qinghua away for even a second, Yin Molan will follow him to the Tianwai Clinic.

Qingzhu's nails quietly grew longer and the green light shone.

Yin Molan's gaze also fell on Qing Zhui's body, and his face suddenly became gloomy, "You actually brought you a snake demon here. Are you here to kill me or talk about the matter?"

"Hiss!" Qing Zhui's eyes were instantly green, and the fierce light was revealed in her eyes. It was unacceptable for her to talk to Ning Tao like this.

Yin Molan stepped out of the stone house in one step, dust was flying under his feet. His feet were like stepping into tofu, and they were embedded in the ground, leaving a pit deep into the instep on the hard stone floor!

He was originally a Jinyiwei Qianhu of the Ming Dynasty. He was a man with high martial arts hundreds of years ago. Later, he became a demon. After practicing for a few hundred years, his strength in his kung fu was beyond the imagination of ordinary people!

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Ning Tao said: "Qing Zhui, put away your claws."

Qing Zhui's sharp claws were retracted, but he remained alert and vigilant.

Yin Molan took another step, and no footprints were left on the ground. This seemed to be a response to Qing Zhui's revocation of the snake claws.

Ning Tao said: "Let's stop talking nonsense. I feel very uncomfortable when you threatened me a week ago. This will affect our next negotiations. Let's fight and then talk, how about it?"

Yin Molan was slightly stunned for a moment, and his gaze moved to Qing Zhui's body again. Her claws and her poison made him feel afraid, but Ning Tao, the opponent, didn't take it seriously. He was just a cultivator, who entered the Tao from medicine, and he entered the Tao from martial arts. If he really wanted to hit him, he had the confidence to knock Ning Tao to the ground with one punch. But if Qing Zhui was added, it would not be possible for him to control it just by wanting to control it.

Ning Tao saw through Yin Molan's thoughts and smiled indifferently, "Don't worry, it's just that I fight you, Qing Zhui won't take action."

Qing Zhui said worriedly: "Brother Ning..."

Ning Tao gently patted Qing Zhui's shoulder, "Don't worry, what did I tell you on the road? I won't have any trouble, don't interfere later."

Qingzhui nodded. On the way she came, she asked Ning Tao why she was beaten on purpose, and Ning Tao had already told her about his learning to get fucked with Cat Claw Fist. However, those who beat him before were ordinary people, but now they were facing a martial demon, so she couldn't help but worry.

"Hahaha!" Yin Molan laughed out loud and said, "You are really an arrogant guy. You bring a snake demon to my territory and dare to provoke me. Well, I will let you see my power, defeat you, and honestly refine elixirs for me!"

Ning Tao said lightly: "Let's talk about it after the fight. Also, put down the ice cream. It's a pity to hit it and fall to the ground."

Tag!

Ning Tao just mentioned ice cream, but Yin Molan threw the ice cream on the ground in front of him.

He threw ice cream whenever he had a disagreement, which was also Yin Molan's style. This happened twice before and after, giving people the feeling that he held the ice cream not for eating, but for throwing it.

Ning Tao shrugged his shoulders, "Childish."

Yin Molan's feet suddenly moved, and his whole body rose from the ground, flew several meters away, twisted his waist, and kicked Ning Tao's chest with one leg.

This process seems complicated, but it ends in less than a second.

Ning Tao had time and space to dodge, but he stood there motionless, watching Yin Molan pounce on him, and then turned around and kicked.

Bang!

Yin Molan's right foot hit Ning Tao's chest, and his body also flew up like a kite with a broken string, hitting a stone wall next to the open space.

Hurry!

The stone wall collapsed, Ning Tao fell to the ground, and the dust that swept up drowned him in the blink of an eye.

"Bah!" Yin Molan spat on the ground, "Do you dare to challenge me even with this little strength? You don't even urinate and look at yourself!"

Qing Zhui rushed to the collapsed stone wall in a hurry, but before she could run two more steps, a figure suddenly stood up in the deep and slump. She stopped and looked at the figure in surprise.

Ning Tao walked out of the thick dust, he patted the dust on his body, and said lightly: "Yin Molan, you are just like this, come again!"

Yin Molan roared angrily, flew up, spread his arms, and the goshawk fought against the rabbit!

Ning Tao is still shooting the ashes.

The next second, Yin Molan's claws clasped Ning Tao's shoulders, and his legs also kicked against Ning Tao's chest.

In that moment, Ning Tao's spiritual power sac appeared point-to-point, resolving 60% of the blows and diverting 30% of the blows, only 10% of the blows were affected on him. Even if this 10% was facing his muscles, bones, and special spiritual power!

Although there is harm, you can take such harm as you like!

boom!

A mass of stone bricks suddenly popped up behind Ning Tao, and shrapnel flew out in all directions, and cracks were added to the hard stone slabs. These were all the attack power from Yin Molan transferred to the ground by Ning Tao's spiritual power airbag.

"Go to die!" Yin Molan was so angry that she held Ning Tao's shoulder and let go of the "eagle claw" that grabbed Ning Tao's shoulder. His feet kicked on Ning Tao's chest.

Almost at the same moment, Ning Tao swung his right fist, pierced between Yin Molan's legs, and instantly punched four punches!

The two of them left the ground at the same time and flew backwards.

Ning Tao flew more than ten meters away before falling to the ground.

Yin Molan flew a few meters back and landed but did not fall down, but when his feet landed on the ground, he subconsciously tickled his waist, and covered his legs with one hand, his mouth slightly cracked and his brows frowned.

The pain is always a pain that a man cannot bear. Even a martial demon like him is no exception.

Ning Tao stood up from the ground again. Although the power of the cat fist is very small, it can be defeated fast enough. If the four fists just now hit Yin Molan's chest or lower abdomen, it will not have any impact on Yin Molan, but if it hit Yin Molan's egg, it would be a different matter.

Ning Tao slowly raised his right hand, gently held his right hand, poked his index finger out, then hooked it, "Come again."

"Go to die!" Yin Molan roared and rushed two steps. He was instantly thrown behind him at a distance of seven or eight meters, and then jumped up, and his whole body crashed into Ning Tao like a shell. At the moment when his body was thrown out, his left and right fists were pushed out at the same time, with the sound of tearing the void, and thunderously thunderously thunderously thunderously.

At the same time, Ning Tao punched four more times.

Bang!

Ning Tao's body flew off the ground again.

Yin Molan also covered his left eye.

Bang!

Ning Tao fell to the ground with a bang, and then stood up again.

Yin Molan also let go of his hand covering his left eye, but a blue-black circle appeared in his left eye. He punched Ning Tao twice, Ning Tao hit him four times, and the four fists hit his left eye.

However, Ning Tao was also injured a little, and a trace of blood spilled out of the corner of his mouth. But he was too lazy to wipe it. With the slight internal injury, his special spiritual power would be solved soon. He raised his right hand again, stretched out his index finger and hooked it, "Don't you look down on the doctor? Come again."

"Roar!" Yin Molan pounced on him again.

The two men's bodies were entangled.

Yin Molan fought in close combat. He was really proficient in all kinds of martial arts skills, which made Ning Tao no longer able to fight back. However, this was something Ning Tao could not afford. Yin Molan attacked him like crazy, which was equivalent to helping him practice "take it casually". Yin Molan punched him, which was better than the demolition workers who had beaten him dozens of times before. The more fierce Yin Molan attacked, the smoother his spiritual power airbag would run and become stronger - hundreds of times of tempering into steel!

However, he didn't keep hitting the target. He seized the opportunity and gave Yin Molan a few punches, specifically hitting the key between his eyes and legs. The cat claw fist was low, but it could achieve good results when attacking the key.

A few minutes later...

Yin Molan suddenly jumped back and landed a few meters away. At this time, he was no longer as majestic as before. His eyes were black and his legs were tightly clamped. In his case, he probably couldn't remember how many punches Ning Tao had punched him in the eye and the place below. If he continued to hit like this, his eyes would probably not be blind, but he didn't know whether the egg was broken or not.

Ning Tao's mouth was covered in blood, his clothes and pants were beaten to pieces, and he looked very beaten, but his spirit was obviously much better than Yin Molan.

Ning Tao said lightly: "Yin Molan, do you still want to be a master in front of me? If you want to fight, I can still play with you."

Yin Molan reached out his hand and suddenly a sheathed embroidered spring sword flew out from the stone house behind him. After this fight, he already knew Ning Tao's weakness. The blunt damage could not hurt Ning Tao's roots, but the sharp weapon could not prevent Ning Tao from hurting!

"Hiss!" Qing Zhui suddenly showed his snake claws, his eyes were fierce, and he leaned forward, as if he was about to fight against Yin Molan.
Chapter completed!