Old man Wu moved very quickly and swept backwards. He actually avoided Li Yuanxiu's attack with great ease. He reached out and said, "Let's wait!"

But Li Yuanxiu didn't care about him. The sword light was like a waterfall, instantly covering this old man.

Zhao Dongting was stunned by the side.

Because this old man dodged left and right, Li Yuanxiu's continuous sword shadow did not touch him at all.

His kung fu is probably not inferior to Li Yuanxiu.

"stop!"

Zhao Dongting was afraid that the two of them would make any mistakes, so he came to his senses and quickly shouted.

Li Yuanxiu was extremely obedient to his words, and immediately pulled away, with a little shocked look on her face.

He naturally felt more sincere than Zhao Dongting. Even if this old beggar is not as good as him, he is even more capable.

“Good Kung Fu.”

The old man smirked and said, "But it's not too late to hear me finish again. The emperor is the emperor of the world, but I am the emperor of the beggars of the world."

In fact, if it is a person from the world, he can definitely infer who he is when he hears this.

However, Zhao Dongting first came to the Southern Song Dynasty, and Li Yuanxiu had never left the palace before, and the two of them were still confused.

Old Man Zha didn't care and looked at Li Yuanxiu, "I look at your skills, it seems that I am not particularly good at swordsmanship, but those who can practice internal strength to the pinnacle of you will definitely have outstanding external skills. Take some time and show your best skills and then fight with me, how about it?"

Judging from his arrogant appearance, he obviously wanted to say that he dodged one after another just now and did not use his real ability.

Although Li Yuanxiu is an eunuch, he also has a temper and said with a sting on his neck: "If you fight, you will fight. Do you think I am afraid that you will not succeed?"

"Don't demolish my house, two!"

At this time, another person came out of the inner room, with a smile in his words.

Zhao Dongting and Li Yuanxiu looked over at the same time.

This is also an old man. Although he is dressed simply, he is extremely neat, his hair is meticulously combed, and his face is elegant.

He and Lao Lao were extremely clean and the other was extremely sloppy.

"I'm going to Dongyang to meet the emperor."

After walking out of the inner room and approaching Zhao Dongting, the old man slowly fell to the ground.

Judging from his temperament, he was somewhat similar to those doctors and scholars who were well-read in the court, but Zhao Dongting did not dare to underestimate him.

Old man wu is not an ordinary person, and his kung fu is transcendent. If this old man named Xiang Dongyang can play chess with him, he will definitely not be an ordinary person.

Zhao Dongting personally reached out and helped Xiang Dongyang up and said, "You don't have to be too polite to Mr. Xiang."

The old man who called himself the beggar emperor was still smiling beside him.

"I dare not take it, I dare not take it."

Xiang Dongyang waved his hands repeatedly, "I am just a teacher, and I should not be allowed to say "Xiang Lao"."

Immediately afterwards, he pointed at Old Man Zhe and said, "This is my friend, Hong Wutian, the leader of the Beggars' Sect. He has always been idle and has no rules. He just ran into the emperor and I apologize for him. I hope the emperor will not be surprised."

Judging from his words and actions, he was very scheming and had a very pedantic atmosphere.

"The leader of the Beggars' Sect?"

Zhao Dongting was a little stunned when he heard this and stared at Hong Wutian in a daze.

Hong Wutian has a sloppy beard, his hair is scattered, his body is patched, and his face is loose. He is not only a beggar, but also an old beggar.

"This is simply the prototype of Hong Qigong."

Zhao Dongting thought to himself, and couldn't help but ask, "Is Senior Hong a nickname Hong Qigong?"

Hong Wutian was stunned, "What Hong Qigong?"

Xiang Dongyang was also a little strange next to him, saying, "Your Majesty is afraid that he has made a mistake. My old friend, Jianghu, is nicknamed Hong Jiuzhi."

As he said that, he stroked the long beard on his chin and smiled, "But the person who dares to call him the nickname is only a few dozen people in the entire world."

At the end of the story, he was also a little proud of Hong Wutian. Obviously, Hong Wutian has a very high status in the world.

Hong Jiufing?

Zhao Dongting pondered slightly in his heart and breathed lightly.

His name is not Hong Qigong. It was not during the Northern Song Dynasty, and his martial arts skills were not as exaggerated as Jin Yongzhong wrote. It seems that Jin Yong had never traveled to ancient times, and those were all imagined.

Zhao Dongting didn't know why he was relieved.

Perhaps, if other modern people came to the Southern Song Dynasty, they would never have such a sense of superiority again?

Or maybe it is because someone else travels over and may threaten yourself?

As for people, they always hope that they are unique.

"emperor?"

Xiang Dongyang suddenly became stunned when he saw Zhao Dongting, and shouted softly.

Zhao Dongting came back to his senses, smiled at Xiang Dongyang, and then looked at Hong Wutian, "Just just said something nonsense, Senior Hong Haihan."

Hong Wutian waved his hand without hesitation, "You emperor stayed in the deep palace and courtyard for many years, and it is normal to get the nickname of Laozi. I will not bother with you, a child."
Chapter completed!