There was a snap in the thatched hut of Mingjiao, followed by a chaotic sound, it turned out that Yang Xiao was standing near Zhou Dian, his eyes were quick, and he slapped the wooden table in front of him with a wave of his palm, blocking Zhou Zhiruo's whip. The long whip hit the wooden table, and in an instant, sawdust flew sideways, and the teapots and tea bowls on the table were thrown around, and a lot of porcelain and hot tea were splashed on each person's body.

Zhou Zhiruo missed a blow, no longer paid attention to Zhou Dian, and the soft whip came back, attacking Yin Liting like a storm. Yu Lianzhou held the sword and watched for a long time, but she couldn't grasp the essence of her whip technique, and thought to herself: "If I make another move, this set of Tai Chi swordsmanship will not make it better than the sixth brother, but if we fight for a long time, her woman's physical strength is insufficient, we may be able to win with tenacity and strength." ”

He saw that Yin Liting's sword momentum opened and closed, yin and yang movements, and he had really reached the mastery that his mentor Zhang Sanfeng usually pointed out, and thought that his junior brother had never performed such a clever swordsmanship in his life, and today he was facing a life-and-death situation, and he actually brought out the most essential points of swordsmanship.

Zhou Zhiruo suddenly shook with a long whip, forming a circle of large and small sizes, and immediately surrounded Yin Li Pavilion in it. Taijiquan and Taijijian both pay attention to luck in a circle, Zhou Zhiruo's long whip actually shook into a circle, and the direction of the whip circle was the same as Yin Liting's sword circle, but it was several times faster. The strength on Yin Liting's sword was taken by her like this, and she suddenly couldn't help it, she turned a few times in a row, the blue light flashed, the long sword took off her hand and raised it, Zhou Zhiruo's long whip rolled upside down, and the whip head was aimed at Yin Liting's heavenly spirit cover and smashed down.

Yu Lianzhou jumped up, grabbed the tip of the soft whip with his right hand, and Zhou Zhiruo flew out of a leg under her skirt, hitting Yu Lianzhou's waist. Yu Lianzhou has been unsure of the essence of Zhou Zhiruo's weird whip technique, waiting to see her shake the whip into a circle, snatching the long sword in Yin Liting's hand, and suddenly her heart brightened: "It turns out that her strength is not enough, and these few whips are in a circle, which is far worse than our Taijiquan kung fu." ”

grabbed the tip of the whip with one hand, grabbed her leg around her waist, and reached out with her left hand, straight into Zhou Zhiruo's lower abdomen, Zhou Zhiruo was irresistible, and a thought flashed in her heart like lightning: "I will die in the hands of Second Uncle Yu today." ”

The right hand let go of the whip handle, and the five fingers were inserted on the top of Yu Lianzhou's head, hoping to fight with him and die together. Yu Lianzhou turned his head sideways to avoid it, but the middle leg of his waist was inserted, his head and neck were stiff, and he couldn't turn it, but his left hand was still lucky. At this critical moment, a person rushed in from the side, blocked Yu Lianzhou's hand with his right hand, and opened the five fingers inserted by Zhou Zhiruo on the top of Yu Lianzhou's head with his left hand, it was Zhang Wuji who came to the rescue. Zhou Zhiruo used both palms and attacked Zhang Wuji's chest, if Zhang Wuji dodged, the power of these palms just hit Yin Liting's face, and he had to shoot his left palm to resist.

The two of them connected with three palms, Zhang Wuji suddenly felt that Zhou Zhiruo had no strength in both palms, and he was shocked: "Ah, it's not good, she and the sixth senior brother have fought hard for more than 200 moves, and they have reached the point where the oil is running out.

At first, he slapped out his left palm, knowing that Zhou Zhiruo's force was not far from his own, and he didn't dare to be negligent at all, plus one palm to meet both palms, this palm came out with ten percent of the strength, and he noticed that the other party's strength was exhausted, and hurriedly took it back, he knew that this was a big taboo, which was equivalent to hitting back with ten percent of his palm power. Unexpectedly, as soon as his palm power returned, he suddenly felt that the other party's palm power was like a flood bursting the embankment, and it rushed unstoppably.

Zhang Wuji was taken aback, knowing that he had been plotted, and with a thump in his chest, he had been hit by Zhou Zhiruo's palms. It was his own palm power, plus Zhou Zhiruo's palm power, naturally he couldn't resist it. At the moment, he involuntarily leaned back, his eyes were dark, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

If Zhou Zhiruo's sneak attack was successful, his left hand followed forward, and his five fingers grabbed his chest, Zhang Wuji was seriously injured, and his mind was not disturbed, seeing that this catch was coming, he was immediately disemboweled, and he barely moved back a few inches. With a snort, Zhou Zhiruo's five fingers had already scratched the clothes on his chest, revealing the skin on his chest.

Zhou Zhiruo's five fingers of her right hand followed and was about to attack, Yu Lianzhou was kicked down by her and couldn't move, Yin Liting rushed to the rescue, but it was too late, seeing that Zhang Wuji could not escape this catastrophe. Zhou Zhiruo glanced at it, her five fingers were less than half a foot away from his chest, her heart was tender, her eyes were red, and she couldn't grasp it. She hesitated for a moment, Wei Yixiao, Yin Liting, Yang Xiao, and Fan Yao had already pounced at the same time, Wei Yixiao flew in front of Zhang Wuji, Yang Xiao and Fan Yao attacked Zhou Zhiruo's left and right, and Yin Liting had already fled with Zhang Wuji in his arms.

As a result, there was an instant chaos in the field, and the Emei faction disciples and Shaolin monks shouted one after another, holding swords in their hands, and rushed to the field. Yang Xiao, Fan Yao and Zhou Zhiruo dismantled a few moves, they no longer fell in love with the war, Wei Yixiao helped Yu Lianzhou, and returned to the thatched hut together.

Zhao Min was also going to rush to the rescue, but his body was not as fast as Wei Yixiao, Yang Xiao and others, and when he met him halfway, he saw that Zhang Wuji's mouth was full of blood, and his face was as frightened as a blank paper. Zhang Wuji smiled: "Don't get in the way, it'll be fine in a while." And they helped him to sit down on the ground in the hut.

Zhou Zhiruo shouted, "Which hero came to teach?"

Fan Yao tied his belt and strode out, Zhang Wuji said: "Fan You, I order you not to fight, we ...... We admit defeat......" said in one breath, and two mouthfuls of blood spurted out.

Fan Yao didn't dare to disobey the sect leader's orders, if he insisted on fighting, it would inevitably lead to Zhang Wuji's injury aggravating, not to mention that he was just trying his best to fight, and he gave his life in vain, but it didn't help the sect.

Zhang Wuji injured himself just now, only he and Zhou Zhiruo understood, others thought that Zhou Zhiruo's palm power was weird, and Zhang Wuji's strength was invincible, and Zhou Zhiruo didn't make a move, sparing his life, but everyone saw it. With a young woman, she defeated Yin Liting, Yu Lianzhou, and Zhang Wuji three masters in a row, and the wonder of martial arts is really incredible.

Although there are many people in the group who are uneducated, they are not as good as Yin Liting, Yu Lianzhou, and Zhang Wuji, so they don't have to go up to die. Zhou Zhiruo stood in the middle of the field, the mountain wind blew her shirt and skirt, and it seemed that even her delicate body was shaking, but none of the thousands of heroes and heroes from the three mountains and five mountains and all directions dared to step forward to challenge again.

Zhou Zhiruo stayed for a while, but still no one stepped forward. The old monk of the Dharma Hall walked out, and Heshi said: "Mrs. Song, the head of the Emei faction, has the best skills and martial arts are the first in the world, which hero is not convinced?"

Zhou Dian shouted: "I Zhou Dian is not convinced. ”

The old monk said, "Then please ask Zhou Yingying to come out of the competition." ”

Zhou Dian said: "I can't beat her, what's the comparison?"

Old monk: "Since Zhou Yingying knows that he is invincible, then he is convinced?"

Zhou Dian: "I know that I am invincible, but I still refuse to accept it, can't I?"

The old monk no longer entangled with him, and asked, "Apart from this Zhou hero, who else is not convinced?"

asked three times in a row, Zhou Dian shushed three times, but no one was convinced. The old monk said: "Since there is no one to compete, we will follow the prior agreement of the Heroes Conference, and the golden lion king Xie Xun will be handed over to Mrs. Song of the Emei faction." Whoever is in the hands of the dragon slaying sword, please also hand it over and let Mrs. Song take care of it, this is a referendum of the heroes, and no one can object. ”

Zhang Wuji suddenly heard the old monk say that the golden lion king Xie Xun was handed over to Mrs. Song, the head of the Emei faction, and his heart was shocked, and he almost spurted out a mouthful of blood. Zhao Min sat on the side, taking care of him with all his attention, seeing that his body suddenly trembled, his face changed greatly, he understood his intentions, and said softly: "Brother Wuji, the Golden Retriever Lion King is handled by Sister Zhou, that is the best." She couldn't bear to hurt you just now, it can be seen that she still has a deep affection for you, and it is impossible to hurt the golden lion king, although you can rest assured to heal. Zhang Wuji thought about it well, and his heart was wide.

At this time, the sun was setting behind the mountain, and the square was getting dark. The old monk said, "The golden lion king Xie Xun is imprisoned somewhere behind the mountain, and it is dark today, and you must be hungry." Tomorrow afternoon, we will still gather here, and the old monk will guide Mrs. Song to the release of prisoners, and then we will see Mrs. Song's unparalleled martial arts again. ”

Yang Xiao, Fan Yao and the others all glanced at Zhao Min: "Sure enough, what you said is right, the Shaolin faction has another conspiracy." No matter how strong Zhou Zhiruo's martial arts are, she can't defeat the three old monks such as Du Er, but she is afraid that she will have to die on the small peak, and the result is still dominated by the Shaolin faction. ”

At this time, Zhou Zhiruo had returned to the thatched hut, and the Emei faction was intimidating today, and all the disciples were in awe when they saw the head of the house coming back. Although the heroes saw that Zhou Zhiruo had won the first place in the world of martial arts, the major event was not over, and everyone had their own calculations in their hearts, and no one went down the mountain.

The old monk said: "All the heroes come to this temple, they are all guests of the Shaolin faction, if you have grievances and entanglements with each other, please look at the thin noodles of our faction, endure for a while, do not tie the knot on the Shaolin Mountain, otherwise you will look down on the Shaolin faction." After you have dinner, you can visit all over the front mountain, you can visit at will, and the back mountain is the place where we teach the scriptures, please stay with your own respect. ”

At that moment, Fan Yao picked up Zhang Wuji and returned to the thatched hut built by Mingjiao, although Zhang Wuji suffered a serious palm injury, he took nine elixirs, and at the second watch in the middle of the night, he vomited out three mouthfuls of blood stasis, and the internal injuries were gone. Yang Xiao, Fan Yao, Yu Lianzhou, Yin Liting and others were all surprised and delighted.

Zhang Wuji ate two bowls of rice, rested for a while, stood up and said, "I'll go out for a while." ”

He is the leader of the sect, and he does not say what it is, and it is inconvenient for others to ask. Yin Liting said: "You have just recovered from your serious injury, be careful." ”

Zhang Wuji responded: "Yes!"

Seeing that Zhao Min's face was extremely caring, he smiled at her and said, "Don't worry!"

He walked out of the thatched hut, raised his head, saw the bright moon in the sky, sparse the stars, took a deep breath, was refreshed, walked to the outside of the Shaolin Temple, and said to the monk who knew the guest: "I have something to see the head of the Emei faction, and lead the way." ”

When the monk saw that it was the leader of the Ming Sect, he was very scared, and hurriedly respectfully respected: "Yes, yes, the little monk leads the way, and Sect Master Zhang invites you to come here." He led him westward, about a mile or so, and pointed to a few huts.

The monk said: "The Emei faction all live there, and the monks and nuns are different, and it is inconvenient for the little monk to approach late at night. ”

He was afraid that Zhang Wuji would go to fight with Zhou Zhiruo again, and these two masters would fight, and if he was not careful, he would suffer from the pond fish. Zhang Wuji smiled: "If you go back and talk about this matter, you will inevitably alarm others, why don't you wait for me here?"

The monk hurriedly said: "The little monk will never dare to say it, please rest assured, sect master." He hurriedly turned around and left.

Zhang Wuji walked slowly to the front of the hut, more than ten zhang away, and saw two female nuns coming, holding swords in front of him, and said, "Who is it?"

Zhang Wuji clenched his fists and said: "Mingjiao Zhang Wuji, ask to see Mrs. Song, the head of your faction." ”

The two nuns were shocked, and an older nun said, "Zhang...... Sect Leader Zhang...... Please wait, I ...... I'll report it. ”

Although she forced her composure, her voice trembled, and she turned around and didn't take a few steps before she felt out the bamboo whistle and blew it.