Xiao Tie was tall, much taller than ordinary people, and had a solid muscle like a meat pier. When he walked out of the carriage, he calmed the thin guy in his heart.

He hid behind him and reached out and pulled Xiao Tie's sleeve, meaning not to get involved.

“Huh?”

Xiao Tie blinked.

The person who used boxing was familiar with the boxing skills and body shape.

"Brother Xiaohu is ahead?"

Xiao Tie shouted, and Zhang Xiaohu, who was wielding his fists to hit the sea sand gang, heard the shouting and looked back and saw Xiao Tie standing by a carriage more than ten meters away.

Zhang Xiaohu immediately felt happy.

In the Xiaoxiang land, the two of them fought side by side. Zhang Xiaohu had a deep memory of this tall brave boy, who was Brother Shen's companion.

This is a coincidence.

"Xiao Tie, come forward and help! These lower-ranking and inferior people in the city are bullying!"

Zhang Xiaohu responded.

In fact, with him and Yi Sheng, the martial arts he honed with the Demon Sect in Xiaoxiang Land, it is not difficult to defeat these Haisha Gang people.

The main reason is to protect Liu Zhuoran, he is a little confused about one thing.

Seeing that there was Zhang Xiaohu in front of him, Xiao Tie did not hesitate. He followed Shen Qiu so many ways and was taught by Shen Qiu.

This is the first priority to tell who is a friend and who is an enemy.

Zhang Xiaohu is Li Yijian's sworn brother, and Li Yijian is also a friend of his own group, and the Haisha Gang is not very famous in Quanzhou.

It is clear at a glance who can help.

Xiao Tie didn't move Juque, clenched his fists and rushed up like a bull.

The dragon and tiger fighting spirit in the body was infuriated, and a fist as big as a sand bowl was punched out, and a swordsman who could not dodge was flying a few feet away, smashing it into the crowd, knocking down several whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle-whistle

Xiao Tie doesn’t learn boxing.

But he was born with divine power and practiced martial arts with Shen Qiu every day. Shen Qiu was proficient in fist palms. After this daily training, Xiao Tie used his fist, and was also very stylish.

He rushed into the crowd from behind like a tiger, storming from behind, slamming his fists, causing the Haisha Gang to scream and scatter.

Zhang Xiaohu and Yi Sheng also took the opportunity to attack. In just over a dozen breaths, a group of Haisha Gangmen were beaten to throw away their armor and fled to death.

There were still a dozen guys with broken bones lying on the ground.

Humph, it makes people feel upset.

"I heard from Li Yijian that you two came to Guangdong and Guangxi to find boxing brochures. Why did you mess with the Shanghai Sha Gang again?"

Xiao Tie threw the Haisha gang out of the tea shop one by one and asked again.

Yi Sheng was also helping to throw someone out of the tea shop. He whispered and said to Xiao Tie:

"It's not for that guy."

"who?"

Xiao Tie looked back and saw the drunk man lying on the table, as if he was sleeping, and as if he was enduring the pain, his whole body trembling.

His hair was disheveled, his linen robe was covered with wine stains, and his smell of wine was smelly, and he looked very down.

"Who is that?"

Xiao Tie had never participated in the Suzhou War, so naturally he had never seen Liu Zhuoran. He looked at Zhang Xiaohu and asked.

The latter says:

"Liu Zhuoran, Jianjun, is the first in the world list.

I fought with me in Xiaoxiang. When I saw that he was bullied by the Haisha Gang, I forced myself to stand up and caused trouble for the little Tie brothers."

The little Tiexin was slightly shocked. He had heard of the name of Sword Lord, and that was a disciple of Penglai.

In the master's letter, he specifically reminded him that the farther away from the Penglai people, the better.

But why did Liu Zhuoran become so depressed all of a sudden?

"No trouble, just a bunch of gangsters."

Xiao Tie thought for a moment and waved his hand. He asked the two of them to get on the carriage, and put Liu Zhuoran, who did not say a word, into the carriage and continued to walk towards Zhejiazhuang.

He asked curiously:

"Since that Sword Lord is the first in the earth list, how could he be bullied by a third-rate force like the Haisha Gang?"

"I don't know if I wait."

Zhang Xiaohu sat cross-legged on the shaft and said to Xiao Tie helplessly:

"I asked him, but he didn't say anything. Xiaosheng showed him that he must have been poisoned. The toxins have been penetrated into the internal organs, and all the martial arts have been destroyed with one sound.

Even the Lingxu sword, which is famous all over the world, disappeared."

"So miserable?"

Xiao Tie glanced at Liu Zhuoran lying in the carriage. He felt sad and asked again:

"He doesn't have a good friend or something? Everyone in the world knows his name. He is so down and has no personal support?"

"You are not familiar with him."

Yi Sheng held the poisonous sword, curled his lips, and said to Xiao Tie:

"We are waiting in Xiaoxiang, but we have seen this sword king act with our own eyes.

He did not obey the etiquette and laws of the world, and killed both the demon sect and the righteous.

As long as he does something bad and knows it, he will come to the door to find justice.

I have read Yinlou’s description of Jianjun. He has been in the world for many years and has died at his hands, but he is no less decent than the Demon Sect.

It is because of his strong martial arts that no one dares to seek revenge. But in this way, he is also a cold and arrogant person, and has always been alone, so how can he have any sincere friends?"

"So, is Liu Zhuoran's behavior fair?"

When Xiao Tie heard what Yi Sheng said, he thought of his father's grudges for the pursuing of grievances in the world.

"Justice is justice, and I actually admire it in my heart."

Yi Sheng shrugged and said to Xiao Tie:

"But Sword Lord is cold and alienated to others. We have seen him in Changsha City. Even a group of seniors in the world don't like him very much.

In Xiaoxiang, he has always been alone. Unless it is urgent, he rarely joins hands with others. There are also rumors that this Jianjun is a member of the Immortal family, looks down on the warriors in the world, and is very arrogant.

But I don’t think so. This sword master is just too lazy to pay attention to our secular people.

There is indeed arrogance.

But it was a bit too late to say that he looked down on others. Xiaohu and I have seen it with our own eyes. He was very attentive to those casualties and injuries."

Xiao Tie nodded.

Although Liu Zhuoran is a disciple of Penglai and should stay away from him, at this time, he felt a little fond of what Liu Zhuoran did.

It is somewhat similar to his father and elder brother.

Don’t ask about good and evil, just look at good and evil.

Xiao Tie asked again:

"Then what should you do when you wait? Take him back to Luoyang?"

“No plan yet.”

Yi Sheng glanced at Zhang Xiaohu, who rubbed his wrist and said:

“But since you want to help, just help to the end.

If he couldn't find his family locally, he would take him back to Luoyang. Brother Yijian was full of loyalty and could not bear to see the heroes in the world, so he would definitely take him in."

"No, don't go!"

As soon as Yi Sheng finished speaking, Liu Zhuoran, who seemed drunk, opened his eyes, his tone was weak, but he was stubborn.

He grabbed the carriage and was about to get off the car, saying:

"Put me down and throw it in Quanzhou City. Don't meddle in other people's business."

"You're going crazy!"

Yi Sheng suppressed the struggling Liu Zhuoran and said sternly:

"The Haisha Gang is looking for you, and you have lost your martial arts again. If you just leave it like this, you may even lose your life."

"Leave me down!"

Liu Zhuoran disheveled his hair, but became a useless person. He really couldn't resist the obstruction of the three people in front of him.

In desperation, he could only explain:
To be continued...