Li Zitong froze there, but the Zen staff in Ke Suwen's hand still smashed at him with a whistling sound. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

I can't even take care of the Zen staff that is close at hand, and I can't even take care of my life, but I can imagine how shocked Li Zitong was and how much his heart was affected.

At this time, there was no time to retract the strength, barely retracted three points, and the Zen staff swept directly on Li Zitong's shoulder, and there was a sound of bones shattering, and Li Zitong flew out directly.

At this time, all the Taoists of Changchun Temple were stunned. Not for Li Zitong, but for Yu Xuanjian.

This is the treasure of the town hall, which has been inherited in Changchun Temple for nearly a thousand years, and it is easy not to be used, and it is actually destroyed? Especially this Yuxuan Sword is not just as simple as sharpening iron like clay, it is also a magic sword.

"I'll kill you." A young Taoist priest roared angrily, jumped out from behind everyone and pounced on Su Wen.

Su Wenben was about to lose his strength in the late stage, and the crazy wand method could only rely on inertia to drive itself, and finally forcibly retracted his strength, how could he still have the strength to dodge.

"Stop." An old Taoist priest finally woke up from the heartache of the destruction of the Taoist temple, damaged the treasure of the town, and lost a disciple, if there is another disciple who hurts people after defeat, he will not have the face to see people again.

The young Taoist priest had already pounced on Su Wen at this time, but the other person was faster than him.

A big foot kicked him directly in the back, flew out sideways, and rolled directly into the corner after landing on the ground.

"What? Do you want to rush to the top if you lose? Lu Zhishen stood in front of Su Wen with a disdainful face and looked at a few Taoists, and Tanzong Huixuan and a few people also stared closely at the field.

"Don't move." The old Taoist priest stopped everyone behind him, walked in front of Li Zitong step by step, squatted down to investigate his injuries, and when he stood up again, he seemed to be ten years old. No matter how dead the treasure of Zhenguan is, it is always less important in his heart than his own apprentice.

But this disciple who has been meditating for twenty years will soon be gone. Not only that, but after exploring it just now, the shoulder blade is basically completely shattered, and even if it is cured in the future, it will only be an ordinary person.

You must know that this master-apprentice inheritance is equivalent to father and son, no matter what else, how deep is the twenty-year emotional apprentice? How much effort does it take to train a disciple? In many cases, the relationship is better than that of the biological father and son.

He picked up the broken sword and the tip of the sword on the ground, put them together, and couldn't help crying: "I didn't teach my disciples well, I'm sorry for the ancestors of the past generations, I'm sorry for the host." ”

Su Wen looked at the appearance of the old Taoist priest and sighed lightly: "Amitabha." "The voice was slightly hoarse.

Several Taoist priests crowded around him, looking at the long sword that had been broken into two pieces, as well as the gaps on the sword, their hearts were full of anger and heartache.

If it's just a broken sword, although the effect of the magic sword is gone, it can still be used as a sword. But now the gap on the sword body that is less than the size of a grain of rice has become a saw, and it can only be used as an ornament in the future.

Many Taoist priests didn't care about Li Zitong anymore, and the competition had been lost, so it was useless to stay longer. Helping the old Taoist priest and the Taoist priest who was kicked by Lu Zhishen out of the mountain gate, several people looked back at Li Zitong when they left, and they were no longer fellow travelers from now on, and their hearts were inevitably sad.

"Master."

With a cry of surprise and disbelief, a monk rushed from behind the main hall to the Taoist priest who had been standing in the corner, and fell to his knees.

"Master!" This voice was nasal, Xinghui, the original Song Min, put his head on the ground and couldn't stop crying.

I didn't expect the master to come here to see him, but now he is wearing a monk's robe and a bald head, and he really has no face to see his teacher again.

"The old man Fan Yuxi, invited by the head of the Changchun Temple, came to testify. At this time, the competition was over, and the old man took his leave. The old man and the old man raised his hand to Su Wen, and he was not polite, and took his grandson out of the mountain.

This trip is hard work, but it is worth it.

"These two are a little older than you, but their kung fu is much higher than yours."

Out of the mountain gate, Fan Yuxi taught his grandson and said.

"Yes, yes, that's what your old man said. But I'm not weaker than them at that age, am I? The boy nodded at first, but was still a little unconvinced.

"You just see one of them. The Qingping swordsmanship that Li Zi used is the most flexible and changeable, especially the one-handed sword that has not been used. It's just that the weapon was destroyed and his mind changed greatly, so he lost. As for the host, I heard that what he is best at is not the cane method, according to me, he is a little rusty with the cane method, and he has not practiced this kung fu for a long time. But the staff method is first-class, and when he goes further, it will be much more powerful. In addition, there is an invulnerability to kung fu. If it is an empty-handed battle, it will be several times more powerful. ”

Speaking of this, I felt a little sorry. "It's a pity that Li Zitong, that arm is useless, and it will be difficult to lift heavy objects in the future, let alone hold a sword. Otherwise, with his age, he will be a great character if he goes further in the future. ”

The pair of men and women in the temple also raised their voices to say goodbye, the male is called Du Yichen, and the female is called Yun Wenyue, and they are all famous masters in the southern martial arts world like Na Fan Yuzhi.

The two greeted Su Wen politely, and their eyes turned around Lu Zhishen a few times, they seemed to be very interested in him, and they were a little eager to try. Lu Zhishen just made a kick, but the last hit came first, and seeing that the Taoist priest was kicked far away and still being helped to walk, this effort was also quite ingenious.

In addition, Tan Zong and Hui Jue in the temple also have good kung fu in the eyes of the two. After all, every move, line, and lie down with real kung fu is different from ordinary people, and as a martial arts master, he can naturally distinguish it.

I can't imagine that a small temple is actually hiding a dragon and a crouching tiger.

Seeing the two of them go out of the mountain gate, Zhao Zhongxuan and Xiao Ran walked over, or Zhao Zhongxuan came over, Xiao Ran still walked and jumped like a child, with that smiling face, people felt happy when they looked at it.

"Master Su Wen". Zhao Zhongxuan said hello.

Xiao Ran didn't see it at all, and said with a big grin: "Great monk, you are very powerful, that guy Li Zitong has always been above the top, but I didn't expect to lose to you." ”

Zhao Zhongxuan hurriedly stopped her: "Xiao Ran, don't talk nonsense." ”

"Hmph, don't let me say this every day, don't let me say that." Xiao Ran wrinkled her nose and snorted.

Su Wen was a little embarrassed, and greeted the two with a smile: "I've seen two Taoist friends." ”

"I wanted to sit for a while, but I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to take care of the two of us for a while, so I said goodbye first and came back to visit tomorrow." Zhao Zhongxuan pulled Xiao Ran to say goodbye, meaning something.

Su Wen saw that the man and woman and the four bodyguards were still standing there, and the man and woman didn't know what they were talking about, so they nodded.

"Senior Brother Daoyan, you can show that Li Zitong the injury, and call me when he wakes up." Su Wen said to Dao Yan. Li Zitong's injury was caused by him, and he knew exactly what it was. The shoulder blade must be completely broken, and if it is not cured, it will be a waste in the future. If you want to cure him, you need immortal grass to do it, and this is not a trivial matter, so let's go back and talk about it.

Wang De and the others took advantage of the fact that no one paid attention to them and sneaked out.

After going out and going down the mountain, the strong heartbeat slowed down slightly, and Qiu Wenquan spoke loudly: "It's really exciting, I didn't expect to see such a scene." ”

And Wang De looked pensive from the time he came down the mountain, not knowing what he was thinking.

"What? What do you think? Qiu Wenquan touched him with his elbow.

"Huh?" Wang De was awakened at this time. "What's wrong?"

"I said what do you want, you look like a god is not guarding. Lost your wallet? Qiu Wenquan said loudly.

"I think, I want to learn martial arts." Wang De hesitated for a moment, but still said what he thought to his best buddy.

"Xuebei, let's have a martial arts gym to teach sanda and Hongquan. There is also a taekwondo gym, which is very beautiful, and it is good to use it to soak girls. ”

"It's not Sanda, I want to go up the mountain to learn martial arts." Wang De repeated.

"On the mountain? Learn from those monks? Qiu Wenquan was stunned. Will they take you? ”

"How do you know if you don't try?"

Not to mention the young man who was aroused by this gambling fight, Su Wen met the last wave of people.

As for Xinghui and the Taoist priest, no one bothered.