The next day, Xu Ziling packed his bags and led the horse, preparing to leave the inn and go to Jeju.

As soon as he stepped on the official road, he saw a woman in green covered with a light veil also out of the inn, and Lianbu walked over lightly.

Xu Ziling smiled and asked, "Sister Mo is also going to Jeju?"

The woman just nodded slightly, but did not reply, and walked along the road with her own care, her steps were light, and her clothes and hair moved with the wind.

Seeing that the woman walked away directly without saying a word, Xu Ziling was not angry, this woman was hot and cold, he had already seen it yesterday, so he didn't think about it anymore, took the reins, patted the horse's buttocks, and galloped away.

More than half an hour later, Xu Ziling passed by a forest and vaguely saw a figure flickering in the forest. After all, it's a teenager's nature, and I can't help but want to find out. Then he tied his horse to the side of the road, took the long sword that he carried by his daily side, and walked into the forest.

Just as he was tiring his horse and leaving, a black-robed man who was secretly following behind him immediately lit a special firework, and a ray of red light rushed into the sky.

When he got closer, Xu Ziling saw the scene in the forest, which was a group of people in strange costumes confronting twenty monks.

There was a woman in men's clothes in the field, with a tall posture, a face like a knife, and a man's hair ornament, and the overall look was quite handsome. Xu Ziling saw her face clearly, only felt a little familiar and cordial, and thought about it carefully, but there was no actual impression.

Suddenly, I heard a purple-robed man say: "Old bald donkey, your junior brother injured my disciple for no reason, what should I explain?"

An old monk wearing a vermilion robe, holding a Zen staff, and a white beard said with a smile: "The people of my sect have good karma, cultivate cause and effect, and all things are reasonable, and all cultivation is nature. If it weren't for the great traitor, my junior brother would definitely not punish him. ”

The heroic woman was furious: "Ridiculous! Old bald donkey, we just borrowed some food from the villagers, how can we say that we are treacherous? ”

The old monk shook his head: "Does the female benefactor know how many days of rations the borrowed grain is the rations of those farmers?" Stealing and plundering without leaving a single cent is tantamount to murder and arson. Besides, you, who are less than half a hundred, have no need for so much food. ”

The heroic woman blushed and was speechless for a moment.

The man next to the woman was already impatient, and shouted loudly: "If you still talk nonsense with him, just kill him." As he spoke, he drew his sword and stabbed the old monk with a sword.

When the surrounding people saw him move, they also drew their swords and fought with the monks.

In the face of the sword stabbed by the man, the old monk's face did not change, and the Zen staff waved lightly, colliding with the stabbing sword.

The old monk made an understatement, and the momentum was slow and heavy. The man only felt like a piercing stone, and a force came back, and his arm was sore, and the sword in his hand came out of his hand.

The man who was about to collapse with one blow was frightened, hurriedly retreated and almost fell, but fortunately, the woman behind him helped him and was able to stand firmly.

The heroic woman pulled out the long sword at her waist and said in a condensed voice: "The old bald donkey has cultivated to a high level, Brother Bai, you are not his opponent, and let me make two moves with him."

The man was not pretentious when he heard this, nodded and took a few steps back.

The old monk looked at the heroic woman who stepped forward with a sword and sighed: "When is the time for retribution?"

The woman snorted softly, turned her wrist, danced a sword flower, and suddenly the sword qi in the sky came out through the sword, and then pointed the tip of the sword at the old monk: "Old bald donkey, you leave it in advance, I just want to share it with you."

The old monk shook his head lightly and said nothing.

The show is coming, and Xu Ziling, who has been peeping for a long time, widened his eyes. The all-out duel of first-class masters is not something that can be seen at any time. At the same time, he was also a little surprised by the high level of this woman's martial arts, and he couldn't resist the staggered sword qi in the sky.

Seeing the old monk standing still, a woman named Fang Baihua moved her feet and handed out a sword wrapped in a thousand powers. The old monk was expressionless, and slowly raised the Zen staff to make a block like this.

The woman's long sword slammed into the Zen staff, and when she landed, the sparks suddenly rose, and all the sword qi surged towards the old monk. The old monk snorted lightly, and with a push of the Zen staff, the woman's sword qi disappeared in an instant.

After a move, I saw the woman retreat a few steps, and the old monk did not move like a mountain. The woman shook her hand and sneered: "The old bald donkey has cultivated well and is able to resist it."

After saying that, the momentum of the body soared again, and the sword in his hand was full of blue light, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and with the sword blade swimming, the momentum was huge.

However, the woman kept changing her moves and ran towards the old monk, but she was blocked by the old monk's simple horizontal and vertical swings.

The strength of the Buddhist family is calm and stable, and the old monk's breath is still as stable as Mount Tai if he only defends and does not attack, but the woman's breath has become slightly disordered because it has not been broken for a long time.

Xu Ziling, who was secretly watching the battle, was enjoying it, but suddenly his eyebrows jumped, and he felt bad, and when he turned his head, there was a person not far away with a bow and arrow, aiming at him, and the arrow was terrifyingly big.

Seeing him turn his head, the corners of the man's mouth rose, he sneered, and let go of his fingers.

The huge arrows came at a gallop in an instant, and it was too late to dodge. Xu Ziling let out a quick sigh, and the long sword on his waist flew out of the sheath and landed in front of Xu Ziling's eyes.

The arrow hit the sword body directly, and the force of the impact slapped Xu Ziling's forehead with the long sword, Xu Ziling's head hurt, and he fell to the ground, quite embarrassed.

The man was very surprised when he saw the young man's sword blocking the arrow, and immediately took another arrow and shot it out again.

Xu Ziling, who fell to the ground, saw another arrow coming, and hurriedly rolled backwards, allowing the arrow to shoot straight to the ground.

Seeing that the young man had come back to his senses, the man knew that there was no chance for the hidden arrow to hurt people, so he put down his bow and arrow, pulled out the Zhu Ying gun inserted in the side, and walked towards Xu Ziling. A few more people followed one after another.

Xu Ziling saw that the other party was menacing, and there were many people, so he hurriedly ran to the old monk's side, shouting as he ran: "Sister save me!!"

Fang Baihua, who was in a stalemate with the old monk, was stunned for a moment when she heard the young man's voice, temporarily restrained her offensive, looked at the young man who was running, and asked, "Who are you?"

Xu Ziling said with a sincere face: "When I first saw my sister's sassy and heroic appearance, I was shocked, and I am willing to marry my sister with a different surname."

Fang Baihua felt a little funny, and was about to speak, but saw a few square-faced men holding Zhu Ying's guns coming over, and suddenly understood the young man's intentions, and said coldly: "Your plan to lead the water to the east is too superficial, this enemy has been killed in the face, when I am stupid as a pig?"

The square-faced man had long known that this young man did not know these two groups, so he spoke directly: "This girl, this kid is the enemy of my Zengtou City, and I invite you to watch from the sidelines, let me wait to take this boy with a slippery mouth."

The monks were on par with the Manichaeans in strength, but they only seriously injured a few people after fighting for a long time, and did not kill a single person. Seeing the third force coming, both sides stopped, waiting for the action of Dahan and the others.

But I saw that the young man ran next to the old monk, put his hands together and said: "Amitabha, I still hope that the master will save my life, I am willing to take refuge in Buddhism, and from then on I will escape into the empty door, without asking about the red dust."

The old monk stroked his white beard and said with a smile: "Son, don't tease the old man."

Zeng Mi, who was behind the square-faced man, saw the absurd behavior of the young man, thought that he was sick and rushed to the hospital, and shouted loudly: "Boy! As long as you come over and kowtow to the uncle, I will kowtow three or five times, and the uncle may spare your life when he is satisfied. ”

Before the words fell, the figure of Xu Ziling beside the old monk flashed, and instantly arrived in front of Zeng Mi, and blasted towards the door in front of him with a punch. Zeng Miden was shocked, and before he could react, a spear crossed in front of him and stopped Xu Ziling's fist, which was the Zhu Yinggun of the square-faced man.

The young man took two steps back from his fist, patted the dust on his body, and said: "I, Xu Ziling, have lived for seventeen years, not kneeling to the sky, not kneeling to the ground, only kneeling to my father-in-law and master, do you want me to kowtow to you and admit your mistakes?" Dream on. ”

Zeng Mi's face was pale, and he stared at him through gritted teeth. The square-faced man standing beside him clenched his spear and strode forward, ready to take down Xu Ziling.

Xu Ziling exhaled, held the front palm and put the back palm, and said the word "please" to the other party's big-faced man.

But when he saw the square-faced man, he asked with a surprised face, "Who are you Zhou Tong?"