"Naturally, I will take him to Mongolia with the ancestor, and by the way, I will meet the Seventh Prince." Hong Antong smiled slightly.

Noticing the Blood Knife Ancestor's somewhat moved look, Wei Xiaobao was anxious, and hurriedly shouted: "Ancestor, don't believe his words, I fell in love with this old turtle's wife, and this old turtle has always wanted to skin and cramp me......"

Wei Xiaobao didn't dare to say that Hong Antong coveted the forty-two chapters of the scriptures on him, and it was difficult to guarantee that the Blood Knife Ancestor would not be greedy......

There is no greater hatred in the world than the hatred of killing one's father, the hatred of taking one's wife, and the hatred of killing one's father...... Considering the age difference between Hong Antong and himself, the Blood Knife Ancestor is not a fool; So I had to use the hatred of taking my wife.

Hong An was so angry that he trembled: "Bastard, even you, a scoundrel, can be within three feet of my wife's body?"

"Old turtle, you don't look in the mirror yourself, you are so big with white hair, and you have married such a coquettish young wife, do you still have the ability to satisfy her? She has nothing to eat at home, of course she goes outside to find food, your subordinates are all afraid of you, I am not afraid!" Wei Xiaobao's words accidentally hit the biggest pain in Hong Antong's heart, and he was suddenly so angry that his hair was all open, and his fingers were clattering.

Wei Xiaobao knew that today he would not let the Blood Knife Ancestor completely believe that the two of them would not share the sky, I am afraid that all the previous efforts would be in vain, although he was a little frightened when he looked at Hong Antong's hideous appearance, he still gritted his teeth and continued to add fuel and vinegar: "I can not only get close to Mrs. Hong's body, but also enter her body." As he spoke, he shrugged his waist obscenely, and licked his lips with his tongue, "Tut-tut, Mrs. Hong's delicate body is really white and slippery, and her needs are so great~"

"Lao Tzu killed you little brute!" Hong Antong couldn't hold back anymore and punched over.

Thinking of Mrs. Hong's coquettish appearance, Wei Xiaobao became more and more excited the more he scolded, and he became excited, how do you know the distance of several zhang, Hong Antong turned around, looking at the big fist of the sand bowl, Wei Xiaobao was stupid all of a sudden, and his feet couldn't move.

The dream of the Blood Knife Ancestor Feng Hou to worship the Prime Minister still relied on Wei Xiaobao, how could he watch him die.

"Blood Knife Ancestor, this little beast has insulted me too much, do you really want to help him?" Hong Antong viciously waited for the Blood Knife Ancestor.

"Why is Sect Leader Hong so angry, the Qing is self-purifying......" The Blood Knife Ancestor pondered in his heart: I have long heard how Mrs. Hong's fame is, this Hong Antong's age is inhumane at first glance, could it be that Mrs. Hong is really lonely...... Hehe, Wei Xiaobao, this kid is a bit similar to the ancestor's spleen and stomach, I will also go to Shenlong Island as a guest another day to understand the customs of Mrs. Hong.

Noticing the Blood Knife Ancestor's obscene expression, thinking of his reputation for insulting women, Hong Antong was furious: "Since Your Excellency wants to give birth to this little beast, then don't blame the old man for being unkind."

"Hehe, Sect Master Hong, don't you forget, this kid was named by the Seventh Prince, you killed him and the Seventh Prince's Lord, can you understand what the consequences are?" Blood Knife Ancestor sneered.

"Hmph, the old man killed you together, won't no one know?" Hong Antong was furious at this time, and he had already moved to kill.

"Ancestor, my blood knife is not pretty." The Blood Knife Ancestor smiled dryly, and gently scraped his bald head with the Blood Knife, which was the starting style of the Blood Knife Sutra, both offensive and defensive.

Hong Antong stopped speaking, stretched out his palms like two soft snakes and attacked him left and right.

"Turning bones into palms!" "The Blood Knife Ancestor was secretly vigilant and swung his knife to meet him.

After more than a dozen moves, the two separated again.The Blood Knife Ancestor moved his numb wrist, knowing that the other party's internal strength and martial arts attainments were higher than him, but he didn't have any timidity at all, "If the fight between life and death is really that simple, then everyone can directly decide the victory or defeat according to the level of internal strength, and a fart." Thinking of this, the Blood Knife Ancestor's fighting intent became stronger and stronger.

Hong Antong was also very surprised, the last time he fought in the Shandong Golden Snake Camp, he tried to show that his martial arts were slightly inferior to himself, and he thought that if he hadn't been stopped by Sang Jie, the other party would definitely not be his opponent if he continued to fight.

After all, Hong Antong is a sect master, and his previous anger has gradually calmed down, and he can teach Wei Xiaobao according to his aptitude in a single thought, and design a tailor-made "Hero Three Moves" for Wei Xiaobao, and the realm of martial arts has already surpassed that of ordinary masters.

When he got used to the bloody knife ancestor's chaotic fighting style, he slowly began to occupy the advantage, and after dozens of moves, he was already confident that he could take the opponent's life, but he was worried that he would have to pay a lot of money, so he kept consuming.

"Oops, I didn't expect this old ghost to be so powerful, I'm afraid Lao Tzu's life will be here if I continue to fight." The Blood Knife Ancestor knew that he was suffering, so he had the idea of going.

"Hmph! I can't get this kid, and you don't want to catch him." The Blood Knife Ancestor snorted coldly, jumped out of the battle circle and slashed at Wei Xiaobao.

Hong Antong couldn't wait to peel Wei Xiaobao and cramp, if he didn't bring it back to Shenlong Island and let the colorful Shenlong slowly torture him to death, how could he relieve his hatred, how could he let him die so cheaply.

Hurriedly attacked the Blood Knife Ancestor's vest, with the calculation of encircling Wei to save Zhao, but decades of combat experience made him realize that there was fraud, so he secretly left some strength to guard against the sudden counterattack of the Blood Knife Ancestor.

How do you know that what the Blood Knife Ancestor is waiting for is his staying strength, he calculated that Hong Antong would not watch him chop Wei Xiaobao to death, and he also knew that the other party would definitely guard against him, so after seeing that he had left his strength, the blade turned around, and directly split the stones on the ground, and accelerated to escape into the distance with the help of the power of the shock.

Hong Antong knew that the other party was trying to escape with all his might, so he had no choice but to do so. Watching the figure of the Blood Knife Ancestor disappear into the wilderness, he frowned, thinking that he had run away and offended the Seven Princes of Mongolia, and I am afraid it will be a little tricky in the future.

But thinking of another hateful person, Hong Antong turned around and looked at Wei Xiaobao with a smile: "White Dragon Envoy, you are very good, what do you think I will do with you?"

"Sect Master Hong Wencheng Wude, immortal blessing forever, longevity and Tianqi...... You have a lot of them, so you can treat me as a fart and let me go." Wei Xiaobao didn't expect the Blood Knife Ancestor to be so useless, and when he saw Hong Antong coming towards him, he trembled with fright and couldn't help but retreat.

"Whoosh!" A sharp sound of breaking the sky came, Hong Antong listened to it for eight minutes, and hurriedly tossed on the spot, dodging the attacking thing, and before he had time to catch his breath, his face suddenly changed, his feet moved rapidly, and he jumped a few feet away.

Withdrawing the wooden sword that shot out, Song Qingshu laughed loudly: "Sect Master Hong has a very good memory, he remembered that my wooden sword would go and return so quickly."

"Ouch, my own brother too!" Wei Xiaobao saw Song Qingshu appear, and he wanted to cry, so he hurriedly ran behind him, thinking that his little life had finally been saved.

"Aren't you tied up in the camp?" Hong Antong's face was cloudy, he had a fight with the Blood Knife Ancestor just now, and his true qi had been consumed a lot, and the martial arts of this kid on the other side were unfathomable, and it was really difficult to deal with.

"You were treacherous and seriously injured Yuan Chengzhi, and he let me go after you in a fit of rage." Song Qingshu said casually, thinking that it would be good to give Yuan Chengzhi a little more enemies, it would be very cheap for him not to kill him just now.

"Your Excellency punched the old man before, and Sang Jie made a big mudra, and in just one or two days, I'm afraid the recovery is limited." Hong Antong is very confident in his fist, even if the half-human and half-immortal Wudang Zhang Sanfeng is hit by his full punch, if he doesn't die, he has to go to half a life, the other party's light and breezy appearance, I'm afraid that there is a good chance that ** is pretending.

"Sect Master Hong can come and try." Song Qingshu didn't care, and stretched out his hand to make a gesture of please.

Hong Antong's eyes narrowed, his toes stabbed, and a stone shot towards Wei Xiaobao like a sharp arrow, without hesitation, his figure flashed, and he attacked Song Qingshu with his palm.

Song Qingshu was taken aback, and secretly admired that the other party was really experienced in a hundred battles, and he could grasp the fighter so well, stretched out the wooden sword, picked up the Taiji sword intent, picked up a big circle, and easily changed the whereabouts of the small pebble, so that it reflected back to Hong Antong who was rushing over at double the speed.

How can Hong Antong know that the other party still has this hand, stealing chickens is not a loss of rice, how can it be too late to dodge now.

With a pop, he was hit in the left chest by a small pebble, Hong Antong quickly flew back, raised his hand and threw out a handful of poisonous snakes, taking the opportunity to flee into the distance.

Song Qingshu pushed forward with both palms, and used the 'Shock Hundred Miles' of the eighteen palms of the dragon descending, shocking the poisonous snake to death in mid-air.

"Brother Song, the old turtle has escaped, why don't you chase it quickly?" Wei Xiaobao looked anxiously into the distance, he scolded Hong Antong so hard today, Hong Antong didn't die for a day, he really couldn't sleep.

"Hong Antong is strong in martial arts, how can it be so easy to want his life." Song Qingshu shook his head, but he was thinking in his heart: He was not bent on defecting to the Qing court, once Hong Antong died, the Shenlong Sect would definitely fall apart, wouldn't it be cheap Kangxi for nothing?

Putting aside the matter of Hong Antong, Song Qingshu began to recall the Tai Chi sword intent he had just played.Song Qingshu was the chief disciple of the Wudang faction, and he had more or less seen his uncles practicing Tai Chi Sword before, just now he had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and inadvertently used a little bit of the Tai Chi Sword, but it was a pity that Song Qing had too little secretary before, so now he can only see the scales and claws of the Tai Chi Sword.

"Brother Song, I was able to escape with my life this time, thanks to you, after returning to the stable, I will invite you to drink flower wine for three days and three nights, and invite the most popular girl in the stable to accompany you......" If Wei Xiaobao was still hypocritical to Song Qingshu before, now he is grateful to Song Qingshu from the bottom of his heart.

"I hope the famous prostitutes in the stable are as beautiful as the quiet girl."

"Of course!"

……

The two talked happily and hurried all the way north.

"King Dalun Ming?" After the two contacted Dolong's army, they couldn't help but exclaim when they saw a big-eared monk at the head.