Chapter 1187: A Sword of Terror
"Don't worry, I won't keep you waiting." Ma Xiaoyao said confidently: "In a few years, I will beat you down, beat you well, and let you feel cold from the bottom of your heart when you see me." "Anyway, you don't pay taxes if you brag about it, you can brag as much as you can, no matter what, you must show your confidence.
"Don't be ashamed." The unheard monk gave Ma Xiaoyao a disdainful look.
"You wait for me, I'll be sooner or later...... Yes! Before Ma Xiaoyao finished speaking, he heard a loud noise from the car, and then a huge force surged, Ma Xiaoyao involuntarily hit the front, and his head hit the car seat impartially, and the painful Ma Xiaoyao grinned.
The situation of the unknown monk was much stronger than that of Ma Xiaoyao, but he just bumped his arm, and it was not a big deal.
"Squeak!"
The speeding sedan came to a stop after a few laps on the road.
"What's going on!" Ma Xiaoyao raised his head and asked in disbelief.
"The tire went flat." Lei Dazhuang's sullen voice came from the front.
"Okay, how could the tires burst?" Ma Xiaoyao pushed the car door and walked down, looked down, and found that one of the tires of the sedan had been deflated: "It's really unlucky!" There is no village in front of the village, there is no store in the back, where can I find a tire repair? ”
"You don't need to find a replacement tire." Lei Dazhuang jumped out of the car: "There is a spare tire in the trunk, just change it." ”
"That's right." Ma Xiaoyao patted his forehead: "How did I forget about this matter!" ”
At this time, the unknown monk also got out of the car, glanced at the flat tire, and frowned: "It's a little weird......"
"What's weird? It's normal for a car to have a flat tire. Ma Xiaoyao said casually.
The monk Wuwen did not take care of the horse, but squatted down and reached out to grope for the flat tire.
"Hey, what are you touching?" Ma Yao asked suspiciously.
"Poof!"
The Wuwen monk pulled out a slender silver needle from the puncture tire, exuding a forgetful color under the sunlight, and the Wuwen monk's eyes narrowed: "Sure enough, as I guessed, this puncture is not a coincidence, but artificial." ”
"Artificial!" Ma Xiaoyao's face changed: "You mean ......"
"Be careful!" The unheard monk kept the horse loose and rolled to the side.
"Jingle ......"
A row of silver needles fell from the sky and shot at the place where the unknown monk and Ma Xiaoyao had just stood, these silver needles were the same size, and all of them shimmered with a palpitating cold light.
"Whoosh!"
A figure galloped from a distance, holding a sharp sword in his hand, and slashed at the unknown monk.
The unheard monk hurriedly took out a short iron rod from his bosom to resist it.
"Ling Xue!" After seeing the face of the attacking figure clearly, Ma Xiaoyao immediately exclaimed, it was Ling Xue who attacked them! Ma Xiaoyao's face twitched fiercely, Nima! Didn't Master Yuantian say that Ling Xue was seriously injured and would not be able to recover in a year and a half? Why are you coming out to hunt him down again now? Ma Xiaoyao has this hatred in his heart! He felt like he had been tricked by Master Yuantian!
The unheard monk also recognized Ling Xue, his face changed wildly, and his heart began to beat faster, wasn't this demon girl injured? Why did it come out again? It's over! The unheard monk glanced at the pale Ma Xiaoyao, and secretly complained in his heart, if he was the only one, there might be hope to escape, but with the burden of Ma Xiaoyao......
"The demon girl looks at the move!"
Lei Dazhuang was looking for a spare tire in the back of the carriage, and suddenly saw Ling Xue rushing out, his face suddenly changed, and he rushed up with a big tong without thinking about it, this big tong was found from the trunk, half a meter long, iron, and it still has a certain power when wielded.
Just when the unknown monk and Lei Dazhuang were about to fight with Ling Xue, Ling Xue suddenly withdrew the long sword, and then twisted her body and pounced directly on Ma Xiaoyao, it turned out that Ling Xue was using all false tricks just now, and her real target was Ma Xiaoyao.
"Brother Ma be careful!"
Lei Dazhuang stimulated the potential in his body, ran over quickly, and then pounced hard, knocking Ma Yao to the ground on the spot, and Ling Xue's sword was directly blocked by Lei Dazhuang with his body.
"Poof!"
"Uh......"
The sharp long sword stabbed directly into Lei Dazhuang's back, Lei Dazhuang snorted in pain, and opened his mouth to spurt out a mouthful of blood.
"You dare!" The unknown monk rushed from a distance, raised the iron rod in his hand and smashed it towards Ling Xue.
"Huh!"
Ling Xue pulled out the long sword from Lei Dazhuang's back, and backhanded the iron rod smashed by the unknown monk.
"Bell!"
The long sword and the iron rod collided together, sending out a spark, and then Ling Xue spurted blood and flew out...... The unknown monk only took a few steps back before stabilizing his figure.
What's going on?
The unknown monk was stunned on the spot, Ling Xue should be many times better than him, but she ...... But he was knocked out by his own stick? He also vomited blood...... You're not dreaming, are you? No, he wasn't dreaming, Ling Xue was already seriously injured, her body was very weak, and she couldn't exert much strength at all, so she was knocked out by her own stick...... Thinking of this, the Wuwen monk was overjoyed, if his guess was right, then today was the best time to kill Ling Xue.
"Hey! Demon girl, take your life! ”
As soon as the unknown monk shook the iron rod in his hand, he rushed towards Ling Xue.
Ling Xue glanced at the unknown monk, and then at Ma Xiaoyao, who was holding Lei Da Da and screaming, and let out a sigh in his heart, he had been lurking for so many days, and finally found a chance to start, but who knew that he still failed...... That's it, this time I'll let Ma Xiaoyao go for the time being, and wait for the injury to heal later, and then come to revenge.
"Smack!"
Ling Xue gently patted the ground with the palm of her hand, and then the whole person jumped up more than two meters high, put the long sword on his back, gritted his teeth, and ran as fast as he could with all his strength, disappearing in a few ups and downs.
Monk Wuwen's fighting skills are good, but his light skills are too bad, even if Ling Xue's injuries have not healed, he can run faster than him, that's it...... The unheard monk watched as Ling Xue escaped.
"Alas......" The unknown monk stomped his feet with hatred: "Such a good opportunity...... I missed ......"
"Da Zhuang, what's wrong with you? Da Zhuang, don't scare me! Behind him, there was a panicked shout from Ma Yao.
The unknown monk had an iron rod in his hand, turned around and walked towards Ma Xiaoyao and Lei Dazhuang: "What's wrong?" ”
"Senior brother, come over and take a look, Da Zhuang is dying." The horses are about to break down.
The unknown monk glanced at Lei Dazhuang's blackened face, and was suddenly shocked, and hurriedly squatted down to check Lei Dazhuang's situation: "Da Zhuang was hit by a sword, but it didn't hurt the vital ...... But the sword was smeared with poison ......"
"Poisonous!" Ma Xiaoyao's eyes suddenly widened.
"It's despicable!" The unheard monk scolded: "The dignified master of the Great Grandmaster level not only made a sneak attack, but also smeared poison on the long sword...... It's so despicable and shameless! ”
"Senior brother, you must have a way to detoxify, right?" Ma Xiaoyao looked at the unknown monk with expectation.
The unknown monk shook his head: "The poison in Da Zhuang is very domineering, and it spreads all over the body in such a short period of time...... I have limited ability to solve ......"
"Ah......" Ma Xiaoyao almost didn't collapse: "Senior brother......"
"Don't worry." Monk Wuwen waved his hand: "I have a big pill here, although it can't detoxify, but it can delay the spread of toxins, and give Da Zhuang a few more days to detoxify......" Speaking of this, monk Wuwen took out a small box from his arms, then opened the lid of the box, and took out a snow-white pill from it: "This big pill was given to me by the master, and I have never been willing to eat ......it."
"When I get back, I'll help you ask Master for a few more." Ma Xiaoyao couldn't wait, reached out and snatched the Great Returning Pill from the hand of the unknown monk, and stuffed it directly into Lei Dazhuang's mouth.
Watching Lei Dazhuang eat the Da Huan Dan that he had worked hard to accumulate for many years, the Wuwen monk suddenly felt a little painful, Da Huan Dan is the ancestral pill of Shaolin Temple, and the refining steps are very complicated, the current Shaolin Temple, only Master Yuantian and the abbot of Wuxiang can refine, Master Yuantian is usually busy practicing, and he has no time to refine Da Huandan, and the abbot of Wuxiang is also very busy, so he can only occasionally spare a little time to refine, and after a year, at most, seven or eight will be refined.
Da Huan Dan is a kind of medicine to heal injuries and continue life, no matter how serious the injury is, as long as you take a Da Huan Dan, you can hang a breath and make you not die, of course, this is also a time limit, the effect of Da Huan Dan lasts for half a month at most, that is to say, within half a month, if Lei Dazhuang can't remove the poison in his body, then he has a dead end.
After taking Da Huan Dan, the poison in Lei Dazhuang's body was temporarily suppressed, and his breathing gradually became calmer, but he still closed his eyes tightly and was unconscious.
"Okay, Da Zhuang's life is not in danger for the time being, but we have to quickly find a way to help Da Zhuang detoxify, otherwise after half a month, the medicinal effect of Da Huan Dan will disappear, and Da Zhuang will be in danger at that time." The unheard monk said in a deep voice.
"Go back to Shaolin Temple! Please Master to heal Da Zhuang! Senior brother, you help me take care of Da Zhuang, and I'll change the tires! Ma Xiaoyao handed Lei Dazhuang over to the caretaker of the unknown monk, and then went to change the tires alone, and after a few minutes, the tires were changed.
Carrying Lei Dazhuang into the car and putting it away, Ma Xiaoyao drove the car towards Shaolin Temple.
……
Deep in the mountains.
Ling Xue stumbled through the rocks, her face pale, her breathing short, and the corners of her mouth kept dripping blood.
Originally, Ling Xue had already been seriously injured, the seven meridians, eight veins and five internal organs were all severely shocked and damaged, if she found a quiet place to heal in time, she would be healed in a year and a half, but she did not choose to heal at the first time, but forcibly suppressed the injury, lurking outside, looking for an opportunity to kill Ma Xiaoyao. R1148