I am the Xu banxian he is looking for

After Xu Cheng's acupuncture point was hit, he was carried up to the top of the mountain.

There was an old man sitting there. He was dressed in a white robe and had a head full of white hair. His body was curled up like a dog as he sat under the peach blossom forest. He looked at the waterfall and his body was a little tired.

After Xu Cheng was pressed to the ground, he heard the man in the Tiger skin say,""Village chief, this guy actually knows the shadow fist. He's probably related to the thief that the older generation said stole the shadow fist."

Xu Cheng's eyes widened.

It was mainly because there was too much information.

"Impossible!" "My master can't be a thief!" He blurted out.

"Is your master Zhang chenfeng?" The white-haired old man with his back to Xu Cheng asked.

Xu Cheng was surprised," How do you know?"

"That's right. He's indeed a thief. He stole the Mizongquan." The old man said.

"Nonsense!" Xu Cheng said in a deep voice.