After Yan Kang heard the sound, he immediately let go of Li Mochou and turned his head to look at where the voice came from.

Zhao Zhijing took a small Taoist priest and came out of the woods behind him.

Zhao Zhijing walked in front of Wan Yankang and stood still.

Cui Zhifang, Wang Zhitan, Li Zhiqian...... More than 20 little Taoist priests surrounded Wan Yankang and the three of them in the middle.

Wan Yankang saw that everyone's faces were not good, and they were all holding swords, and he couldn't help but look at Zhao Zhijing: "Zhao Zhijing, what do you mean!" ”

Zhao Zhijing sneered: "Oh, what a big emperor, the little prince has to punish me Zhao Moujiu!" ”

After Yan Kang came to his senses, it seemed that Zhao Zhijing learned his identity from somewhere, and deliberately instigated a group of little Taoist priests to come and make trouble. He didn't look at Zhao Zhijing, glanced left and right at Wang Zhitan and the others, and said in a deep voice: "Senior brothers, Zhao Zhijing misbehaved, don't be bewitched by him." ”

Li Zhiqian bit his lip and asked out loud: "Senior Brother Zhikang, Senior Brother Zhao said that you are the little prince of the Jin Kingdom, is it true or false?" ”

Wan Yankang: "What if it's what, what's not?" ”

Li Zhiqian said: "If the senior brother is not the little prince, Zhi Qian will kowtow to the senior brother to make amends, if the senior brother is the little prince, Zhi Qian will be offended if he can't say it!" ”

Wan Yankang nodded: "I am." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions were different.

Li Zhiqian, Wang Zhitan and others all showed painful and tangled expressions on their faces.

Zhao Zhijing was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing, he drew his sword out of the sheath and pointed at Wan Yankang: "You dare to admit it!" Zhao Zhijing prejudged that Wan Yankang would have to deny it, but in fact, he had prepared evidence to expose his lies on the spot, but he didn't expect Wan Yankang to admit it, but he saved a lot of tongues.

Wan Yankang snorted coldly: "I don't change my name, I don't change my surname, why don't I dare to recognize it." But you, Zhao Zhijing, instigated a group of juniors, what do you mean? ”

Zhao Zhijing turned his head and arched his hand in the direction of Chongyang Palace, and then he said loudly: "Chongyang Patriarch established my Quanzhen Sect, and his ambition in life is to resist the golden dog and restore the Han dynasty. Little Golden Dog, I don't know what words you used to deceive Uncle Qiu, I, Zhao Zhijing, will capture you today and take you to Chongyang Palace to meet Master Zu, so that all the uncles and uncles will not be deceived by you! ”

As soon as Zhao Zhijing's words came out, Yan Kang didn't reply, Tian Xiaowan beside him stretched out his hand and pointed: "Zhao Zhijing, the identity of the young master of my family, Senior Uncle Qiu has long known, and the real person in charge of the sect and several senior uncles and uncles also know, where is your turn to talk nonsense." ”

When the little Taoist priests heard this, they couldn't help but be a little puzzled, if Qiu Chuji had already known Yan Kang's identity and still accepted him as an apprentice, they would have a plan.

If so, is it right or wrong for me to come with Zhao Zhijing today?

Cui Zhifang also muttered: "Master also knows about it for a long time? ”

Zhao Zhijing saw that everyone was a little shaken, and hurriedly shouted: "Senior brothers, with this little golden dog, don't spend so much tongue, let's capture him and take him to Chongyang Palace, everything will be known." If Uncle Qiu is wrong, we should also admonish the younger generations. ”

Wang Chongyang's life was indeed to resist Jin and support the Han, but since his establishment, he has never publicly erected the banner of resisting Jin.

Otherwise, the Quanzhen Sect would have openly established a religion in the territory of the Jin Kingdom, but I am afraid that it would have been exterminated by the army long ago.

After Wang Chongyang passed away, Ma Yu took over the banner of teaching real people and acted more gently. In the past ten years, the seven sons of Quanzhen have gone down the mountain to open an altar and preach for the magnates of the Jin State, if it were not for this, the Quanzhen Sect would not have been able to prosper so much.

But these truths can only be understood, not explicitly stated.

Wanyan Kang's identity and true life experience of the little prince of Jinguo, the seven sons of Quanzhen have long known, but they cannot be made public. If Wanyan Kang is captured by Zhao Zhijing and taken to Chongyang Palace to confront the seven sons of Quanzhen, it will undoubtedly roast the division commanders on the fire!

Wan Yankang's eyes became more and more cold, he didn't know why Zhao Zhijing was so bold, but at this moment, there was only one choice he could make.

He raised his head, stared at Zhao Zhijing, and said word by word: "Zhao... Will... You... Self... Look for... Target! ”

Zhao Zhijing was a little flustered when he was watched, and hurriedly shouted: "Senior brothers, go out ......"

He shouted to everyone to shoot together, and before the word "shot" was finished, Wan Yankang had already pounced like a beast.

At this time, Wan Yankang was unarmed, and Zhao Zhijing was holding a sword.

He never expected that Wan Yankang would dare to make a brazen attack in the face of everyone watching and being unarmed.

Although Zhao Zhijing was holding a sword, he was not sure at all, but felt like falling into an ice cave.

Finally, Zhao Zhijing succeeded in cultivating the Xuanmen, but he was shocked but not confused, and used a move to fix the yang needle, and the sword blade pointed directly at Yan Kang's chest and abdomen.

Although Zhao Zhijing is narrow-minded, he started early, and his kung fu is extremely solid. In Zhao Zhijing's mind, with a sword in his hand, Qiu Chuji personally took action, and he had to make three or five moves before he could take down himself. As long as he survives two breaths, the juniors and disciples will be able to rescue in time, and no matter how strong Yan Kang's martial arts are, there will only be one way to lose.

This person's martial arts are too high, and after he captures him, his martial arts will be abolished first, Zhao Zhijing thought so.

Zhao Zhijing's move is to set the yang needle, so that the furnace is perfect, if the enemy does not have a weapon in hand, he must avoid it first.

And once it is avoided, the siege is coming.

Wan Yankang didn't avoid it, and only shouted: "Get out!" ”

He shouted loudly, using the method of lion roar gong, and the eardrums of everyone around him jumped, and Zhao Zhijing, who was in front of him, bore the brunt of the blow, only to feel that his head was beaten, and the strength in his hand could not help but loosen a little.

Wan Yankang reached out with his left hand, clasped the body of Zhao Zhijing's sword, and then exerted his strength to the side, and then blasted out his right fist, hitting Zhao Zhijing's chest.

Zhao Zhijing didn't have time to react at all, so he was hit with a heavy punch, and the whole person flew backwards, spurting out a mouthful of blood in the air.

Wan Yankang was unforgiving, and carried a reed to cross the river quickly, and when Zhao Zhijing landed, his left hand became a claw and buckled the person's neck.

"Whoever dares to move again, I will take Zhao Zhijing's life first!" After Yan Kang clasped Zhao Zhijing, he turned around in place, majestic.

The little Taoist priests had to stop and shouted: "Let go of Senior Brother Zhao, let go of Senior Brother Zhao......"

Zhao Zhijing also began to struggle.

Wan Yankang hit Zhao Zhijing's acupoint with his right hand, and his left hand was slightly forced, and he said coldly: "No matter how verbose it is, it is Zhao Fat who suffers." ”

His Nine Yin Divine Claw is not trivial, with a slight luck in his left hand, Zhao Zhijing's neck was broken by his claw, and the blood flowed, which was very terrifying.

Cui Zhifang and Zhao Zhijing belonged to the same family, and when he saw Zhao Zhijing in such a miserable situation, he hurriedly shouted: "Senior Brother Zhikang, be merciful." ”

Wan Yankang slightly let go of his left hand: "These two times were caused by him, senior brother, I have always paid attention to convincing people with virtue." ”

The little Taoist priests looked embarrassed and didn't know how to answer.

Tian Xiaowan and Li Mochou rushed to Wan Yankang's side and acted as left and right guards. Tian Xiaowan also asked with concern, "Young Master, are you okay?" ”

Wang Zhitan rolled his eyes weakly, it was obviously Senior Brother Zhao who had something......

Wan Yankang smiled: "Xiaowan, the young master is fine." Then he turned to Wang Zhitan and said, "Zhitan, you report the news in Islam and ask the master and the real person in charge of the sect to come over." ”

When Wang Zhitan heard this, he immediately pulled out his legs and left.

The other little Taoist priests also put their minds at ease, no matter what Yan Kang thought, at least he took the initiative to ask Qiu Chuji to wait for the division commander to come, so he would not have any bad intentions.

After a cup of tea, the sound of breaking wind sounded, and Ma Yu, Qiu Chuji, Wang Chuyi, and Sun Buer appeared together.

A group of little Taoist priests saluted with one palm: "I have seen the real person in charge, and I have seen the uncle and uncle." ”

Ma Yu nodded slightly, which was regarded as a return gift.

Sun Bu'er and the three of them were all frosty, Qiu Chuji stared at Yan Kang, and shouted: "Zhikang, you ......"

After Yan Kang didn't wait for Qiu Chuji to finish speaking, he hurriedly pushed Zhao Zhijing towards Wang Chuyi, and then bowed deeply: "Master, uncle, uncle, the disciple was really persecuted by this person. ”

Qiu Chuji unconsciously pulled his lips, you kid was persecuted, but the result was unscathed, but the person who forced you was extremely miserable......

Tian Xiaowan silently handed over a handkerchief on the side, and said softly: "Young master, you wipe your hands." ”

Although her voice was subtle, Qiu Chuji and several people could hear it clearly, Sun Buji snorted and glared at Tian Xiaowan fiercely.

Tian Xiaowan realized that something was wrong with her, stuck out her tongue, and hid behind Wan Yankang.

After Wang Chu investigated Zhao Zhijing's injuries, the original frost on his face finally eased slightly. When he first arrived, he saw the blood flowing from Zhao Zhijing's neck, thinking that his apprentice must have been seriously injured, and seeing Wan Yankang's appearance, he thought that he must take Zhao Zhijing as a hostage.

Thinking about it at the king's place, if Wan Yankang persecuted him too much, he couldn't say that he would damage Qiu Chuji's face, use thunderous means, and capture him.

After Yan Kang didn't say a word, he handed over Zhao Zhijing, which surprised Wang Chu.

After inspecting the injury, Wang Chuyi found that the wound on Zhao Zhijing's neck looked miserable, but in fact, it was just a flesh wound, which was nothing to a person in the martial arts. The punch in Zhao Zhijing's chest was quite light, not to mention the internal injuries, and a few broken ribs, which would take at least a month or two to heal.

But with Wang Chuyi's understanding of Wanyan Kang's martial arts, this master and nephew can be regarded as merciful.

He bowed slightly towards Ma Yu, Qiu Chuji, and Sun Buer, signaling that Zhao Zhijing's injuries were acceptable.

Ma Yu and the three of them also bowed slightly, and Wang Chu shouted at Cui Zhifang: "Zhifang, take Zhijing." ”

Cui Zhifang cautiously walked in front of him, helped Zhao Zhijing to sit under the big tree on the side, and asked softly, "Master, why don't I send my senior brother back to heal first?" ”

Wang Chu snorted coldly: "What kind of wound to heal, stay there, he can't die!" On the way here, Wang Chuyi had already asked Wang Zhitan about the brief situation, knowing that today's incident was caused by Zhao Zhijing, where would he give him a good face at this time.

Ma Yu stretched out his hand and put it on Wang's shoulder, and smiled slightly: "Senior brother, the children are messing around, and they haven't caused any big trouble, so why be angry." After speaking, he turned to Cui Zhifang and said, "Zhifang, take Zhijing back to heal." ”

As soon as Wang Chu heard Ma Yu's words, he stopped talking.

Cui Zhifang was about to call the two senior brothers to help Zhao Zhijing go back, but Zhao Zhijing struggled to stand up, and said in a choked voice: "Uncle Zhang, the disciple's injury is fine, the disciple has something to say!" ”