Wang Cheng and the three of them appeared very abruptly on the snowfield, as if they suddenly appeared, which made the two of them who were hunting have a feeling of being caught off guard.

The two horses ran over, both of them holding shotguns in their hands, and they all looked at Wang Cheng and the three of them in surprise, they instinctively felt very dangerous and did not dare to approach, but for the sake of the tempting sweaty BMW, the two still ran over.

"Hey, do you sell your horses?"

The black-faced man who shot shouted at Wang Cheng in broken Chinese.

"Not for sale. ”

Of course, Wang Cheng shook his head and refused.

"I'll trade you for a piece of jade. ”

The black-faced man did not give up, and continued, taking out a jade plate from his waist, it seemed to be a mutton fat jade in Northwest Hetian, the condition was not bad, and it was worth at least more than 100,000 yuan on the market.

"Don't waste time, we don't sell, you guys go. ”

Wang Cheng said with a somewhat impatient expression.

The black-faced man snorted coldly, then clenched the shotgun in his hand, looked Wang Cheng and the three of them up and down with a serious expression, and saw that it was only a teenager and two old men, and the greed in his eyes became even stronger.

It's just that at this time, another big man hurriedly pulled him, signaling to look at the footprints on the ground, as well as the strange walking speed of the three of them.

In a blink of an eye, the three of them walked out of a distance of more than ten meters, so that they didn't react at once, if they didn't ride a horse, he might not be able to catch up with these three people when he ran.

"Let's go!"

The expressions of the two changed, knowing that they had met a master, they snorted and did not continue to pester Wang Cheng. He turned his horse's head and ran.

The bright light monk is at the forefront. The feet began to slowly pick up speed. "They'll bring people with them, let's get out of the border quickly," he whispered. ”

Daoist Changhe and Wang Cheng both nodded, did not speak, and the master and apprentice also accelerated their speed and walked towards the southwest, entering China as soon as possible and then heading to the northwest.

Really.

Less than an hour later, a large group of men and horses chased after them from the eastern snowfield, and there were more than twenty men, each armed with a shotgun. More than 20 people rode horses and followed the footprints of the three people. Everyone was trying their best to urge the horses under their crotches to slowly close the distance between them and Wang Cheng.

The black-faced man who took the lead was the Mongolian man who shot and killed the animals just now, and his face was extremely black at the moment.

Because, he felt that the three people who had already seen the figure were faster, and he didn't seem to be able to catch up, and he would reach the border line more than ten kilometers south, and when they got there, they couldn't do what they wanted to do.

That horse was what he wanted.

As a Mongolian knight, he could tell at a glance whether a horse was good or bad. It was definitely the most perfect horse he had ever seen, and it could be said that there were no shortcomings in it. It is a BMW that no rider can miss.

"Quick, catch up with them!"

The black-faced man shouted loudly in the Mongolian language to the dozen or so tribal warriors he had brought.

In the midst of a shout. More than 20 people urged the horses under their crotches to speed up again.

It's a pity that the horses under their crotches are almost at their fastest speed, running wildly on the snow.

The three figures grew farther and farther away from their line of sight, as if they were faster than their horses. However, he could clearly see through his binoculars that the three men were on foot, and that the BMW he had dreamed of was carrying a bag without a ......

How could they be faster than they could run with all their might on horseback?

More than 20 people chased for a full ten kilometers, but they still failed to close the distance between them and Wang Cheng, but were pulled away by the other party for more than a kilometer.

The black-faced man was helpless, and finally gave up, because a few kilometers further south he would run into the border guards!

Wang Cheng glanced back at the people who had already left, and said in a low voice: "This north is really chaotic, and if you have a gun, you dare to rob it." ”

"So, it's good that Agoura died, he didn't run anything all these years. I see how far Muren can go. ”

The Changhe Taoist said lightly, his eyes flashing with thought.

"I think that Baye is the most suitable person if he can make a decision. ”

Wang Cheng thought about it and said suggestively. He still remembered what Baye had said to him that morning, and he felt that Baye was a thoughtful and capable person.

"Then you can slip your hands in the future, and support Baye. ”

The Changhe Taoist said with a smile.

Wang Cheng was silent for a moment, focusing on walking on his feet, his eyes looking due south, where there was his fiancée.

Monk Mingdeng did not participate in the dialogue between the master and apprentice, and after seeing those people leave, he also began to slow down, along a relatively remote mountain road to the northwest, crossed the border line with the national border stone monument, and did not meet anyone, and entered the territory of China smoothly, and collapsed on the land of China again.

Perhaps it was the psychological effect, the moment he entered the land of China, Wang Cheng felt that his feet were a little more steady, and the tightness in his heart disappeared in an instant, leaving only a trace of warmth.

Step by step, without stopping to rest or eating.

In this way, the three of them walked towards the northwest for four days and four nights, and finally crossed a distance of 2,000 kilometers and came to the hinterland of the Northwest Province, at the foot of a high mountain in the Tianshan Mountains.

The Tianshan Mountains are one of the largest mountain ranges in the world, connecting several countries in Central Asia, and dividing the northwestern province into two halves.

At this moment, the three of them entered the colder half of the northwestern part of the northwest.

Monk Mingdeng said as he walked: "I have read a classic record that more than a thousand years ago, when our Vajra Sect ancestor ran away from the Indian Buddhism, he left India and came to the Northwest Province along the Tianshan Mountain Range......

"The mountain gate of the Vajra Sect is inside the Heavenly Pond?"

Wang Cheng said with slight surprise.

Monk Minglan nodded and said, "Yes, the mountain gate of the King Kong Sect is at the foot of a mountain in the Heavenly Pond. ”

Taoist Changhe said: "I heard Monk Mingde say that the Vajra Sect exists outside the world! It's a pity that I haven't been able to come to the northwest once, so I haven't seen what the mountain gate of the Vajra Sect looks like. ”

Tianchi in winter is also a tourist mecca in Northwest China. There are many pleasant views to be seen here. When the three of them came over. It's afternoon. You can meet many tourists walking down the mountain, as well as nearby residents.

Most of them looked at the three of them curiously, because these three people looked like they were in the dust, and they should have come from a long journey. But the three of them were not wearing hats, and none of them had ice on their bodies, as if they had just come out of the house, and their eyebrows and faces were clean.

In the winter in the northwest, it is usually more than minus 30 degrees. It is also normal to have more than minus 40 degrees Celsius at the coldest time.

Wang Cheng covered his face, afraid that someone would recognize him. After all, the exposure of the tournament can be described as terrifying, with more than two billion viewers worldwide, and if he is recognized by someone here with a heart, he will be in constant trouble.

When he climbed to the mountain step by step, Wang Cheng's vision suddenly widened, and he looked at the calm lake surrounded by the snow-white peaks not far away, which was a little charming.

This is Tianchi, known as Yaochi in ancient times, and is said to be the place where the Queen Mother of the West washes her feet.

"Follow me. ”

The bright lamp monk whispered. led the three of them along an inconspicuous path and walked from the edge of the heavenly pool. A warmth rose from the surface of the lake: "I remember when I was a child, I saw many senior brothers and uncles practicing martial arts in Tianchi, and they were not afraid of the cold in winter, it was a good time to temper their qi, blood and body." ”

As they spoke, the three of them suddenly felt something, their feet became heavy, and their eyes looked at the lake at the same time.

A hula sound suddenly rose on the surface of the lake, and a splash rose into the sky, and then a large man with a bare upper body came out of the water, and then rolled back and forth on the water a few times, and got into the water again.

"Big brother is so powerful......"

On a rock not far away, another young man stood loudly at the lake.

What is striking is that the young man standing on the stone is still standing on the stone, his feet are firmly on the stone, and his hands are slowly punching in and out.

The most important thing is that this young man standing on the stone, in this harsh cold, is also naked, wearing only a pair of single pants, and every time he throws a punch, he will spit out a long mouthful of white mist, and a layer of frost seems to have condensed on his face.

This young man is obviously practicing martial arts, and his inner family breath is not weak, and he deliberately tempers his inner family breath in the severe cold of winter.

Wang Cheng stared at the lake slightly, calculating the breath-holding time of the person in the lake in his heart, and walked out for hundreds of meters, and after several breaths, the figure in the lake came out again, brought up a splash, jumped up directly from the water, rolled his body in the air a few times, and a splash swayed out, standing firmly on the stone with both feet, standing side by side with another young man.

"This should be someone from a martial arts family in the Northwest, it seems that it may be someone from the Ma family, and the young man's pile method has the shadow of Xingyi Fist. ”

Daoist Changhe looked at the young man who had been practicing the pile method there before, and said lightly.

However, when another young man who jumped up from the water stepped down from the stone, the Bright Lantern Monk suddenly stopped, his eyes fixed on the young man.

The Changhe Taoist opened his mouth and said in a low voice: "That's the pile method of the Vajra Sect." ”

The monk nodded and said solemnly: "Yes, that is the pile method of the Vajra Fist Method, looking at the combination of its breath and the pile method, it should be the true transmission." ”

Wang Cheng's eyes flashed, and he said, "That's Ma Muti from the Ma family participating in the martial arts competition. ”

Mamuti fought Wang Cheng in the ring and was deeply impressed. This guy has indeed practiced the boxing techniques of the Vajra Sect, and Ma Muti told him in the ring that it seems that the Ma family saved the monk Mingde back then, so he got the boxing inheritance of the Vajra Sect from his hands.

At that time, Wang Cheng did not believe it, because he thought that the monk Mingde was not dead.

Now it seems that what Mamuti said should be true.

He said that he was the lineage of Master Mingde. ”

Wang Cheng thought about it, but still told the monk Mingdeng .

The monk nodded, noncommittal, whispered the Buddha's name, and then continued to walk towards the mountain, as if he didn't want to pay attention to the matter.

Wang Cheng and Changhe Taoist Master and Apprentice didn't say much, they just wanted to enter the King Kong Sect Mountain Gate as soon as possible and end the matter.

However, the two young men on the stone both looked at Wang Cheng and the others.

Especially Ma Muti, who had just rushed up from the water, stared at Wang Cheng's breath and steps as he walked, his expression was extremely serious, and he shouted: "It's Wang Cheng?"

Wang Cheng didn't reply, nor did he stop, just continued to walk, he didn't want to catch up with Mamuti here.

"Wang Cheng, when you come to the northwest, you don't say hello to old friends, isn't it kind?"

The sound came, Mamuti had already rushed down directly from the stone, stepping on the snow with bare feet, rushing towards Wang Cheng step by step, each step was like a hammer hammering the earth, smashing the ice crystals on the ground, leaving a clear upbringing, and then rushed to Wang Cheng's back with a punch.

Although Wang Cheng didn't admit it, but Mamuti fought with Wang Cheng and was almost crushed by Wang Cheng, how could he misunderstand Wang Cheng's breath and body pace?

Even if Wang Cheng has gone through breakthroughs and adventures again and again during this time, he still can't change some of the inner core aura and momentum.

Call......

Mamuti struck with a punch, and there was a sharp whistling of gold and iron breaking through the air in the air.

This is the Vajra Fist Method, and the Vajra Palm Technique practiced by Batu is a supporting martial art, and together it is a complete martial arts, not the Shaolin simple attack palm method can be compared with the powerful Vajra Palm!

The corners of Wang Cheng's mouth showed a helpless wry smile, he wanted to hide his whereabouts, but he didn't expect to be discovered. At that moment, he was not polite, turned around and threw a punch at Ma Muti's fist, and replied to the other party stiffly: "Brother Ma is serious, I really have something important to do, I wanted to visit Ma's house after the matter is over." ”

Rumble......

Wang Cheng's punch was not polite, he used eight points of force, and there was only a trace of evil energy condensed on his fist, and he did not exert all his strength.

Because, he knew that Mamuti was almost attacking with all his strength, and if he wanted to suddenly attack him for some cheapness, he naturally couldn't let Mamuti succeed.

Depending on the situation, Mamuti's recent strength has also improved rapidly, perhaps there has been a major breakthrough, and there is a trace of strength in his fist, but it is a pity that he has not yet completely condensed and succeeded.

Once successful, it is also King Kong Jin!

Rumble......

Under the collision of the fists of the two, the surrounding aura swept out.

Mamuti suddenly felt a trace of stiffness in his fist and his entire arm, and then he couldn't continue to exert his strength for a moment, and was hit by a huge force and flew upside down more than three meters before he landed, and he stepped on two stones with his bare feet to stand firmly, and a trace of stinging pain came from the soles of his feet, and he said in surprise: "Wang Cheng is worthy of being Wang Cheng, I thought that I had made a breakthrough recently and could be stronger than you, but I didn't expect your progress to be greater, and I was already condensed and admired." ”

Wang Cheng smiled and said: "Brother Ma's strength is not weak, King Kong's breath is condensed, and King Kong Jin seems to be not far away." ”

Mamuti's face turned red, his eyes skimmed over the Bright Lantern Monk and the Changhe Daoist, and his heart was instantly shocked.

It's not because of the terrifying aura of blood on the two masters, but the face of the bright lamp monk is exactly the same as the photo of the monk enshrined in their family.

He immediately shook his body, and then knelt down directly, and said respectfully: "Junior Mamuti, I have seen Master Mingde. ”

The bright lantern monk sighed, he wanted to dodge, but he didn't succeed after all. (To be continued.) )