If it weren't for Su Zedong's silence and greetings, he would have killed more than a dozen of his disciples within this day, the power of this mad dragon sword would have blinded him, not to mention that now it is a dart that has turned out to be a famous swordsman on the rivers and lakes, and his nine-handed Kunlun monk Jukong Master may still be afraid of his apprentice who is a powerful hand in the world and the world, and he will not make a big move with him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the entire rivers and lakes, in addition to the remaining ten swordsmen who have not yet joined the Qi Dynasty, the master of his nine-handed Kunlun monk Jukong admires the most is Su Zedong's master, that is, the master of the world and the earth, Meihujiang, he knows in his heart that if it is not for the other party to fight with him, the duel between the two will definitely end within three hundred moves, and the result is that he died under the opponent's big sword!

He is a master of the nine-handed Kunlun monk Jukong, and he can be described as a generation of grandmasters, and he can be ranked as the number one person in the eighteen Arhat Hall of Shaolin Temple, but it also depends on the owner to fight the dog, he is not afraid of how capable the junior Su Zedong is, anyway, he is not his opponent, taking the other party's life can be described as simple as exploring the bag and taking things, what he is worried about is Su Zedong's master Meihujiang!

"Hey, at this time and at that time, it seems that if the old man doesn't come forward, the general on the other side is a role that is difficult to solve, and if you want to solve him, it is not something that one or two hundred people can do."

The nine-handed Kunlun monk Jukong Master did not change his face, but he did not say that the exaggerated words were like a fantasy novel or alarmist in later generations, and said: "Because this person has obtained the true inheritance of the master, and I heard that this person's martial arts are quite outstanding, today's opportunity is really rare, and the old man wants to understand and understand it at this time!" ”

The nine-handed Kunlun monk Jukong Master dares to make a move now, thinking that this is in the battlefield, there are no brothers and no father and son on the battlefield, not to mention the affection between the master and the disciple, not to mention, now it is the other party who first killed more than a dozen of his proud protégés and disciples first, and he is now going to shoot last!

"Boy, do you know who the old man is?" There are not too many routines and no too ostentatious way of appearance, just with more than 20 people in the rivers and lakes, the nine-handed Kunlun monk Jukong Master came to the front of the two sides, his eyes were round, and his spirit flashed with golden light, looking at Su Zedong in front of the enemy formation and asked: "The old man wants you to be a little hairy boy today, and die clearly!" ”

Su Zedong is the soul of the later generations, he has seen small fights and big scenes, as well as the killers of the Xiang family's killing alliance, including the god leg flying man who was killed by himself within ten catties, he has not seen a person with high martial arts, but a person as powerful as the old monk in front of him has never met in Su Sanliang's mental memory!

However, Su Zedong was still able to know the identity of the other party from the other party's appearance and his master's explanation of Mei Hujiang.

The nine-handed Kunlun monk gathers the sky master, this name came to Su Zedong's mind.

Master Jukong, the nine-handed Kunlun monk, was wearing a monk's robe at this time, his face was all covered with wrinkles, and even his eyebrows were white, but his eyes were shining, which was extremely inconsistent with his age and appearance.

Su Zedong looked at the nine-handed Kunlun monk Jukong Master, and the staff made of ten catties of steel in his hand could be seen that he should still have some hidden weapons on his body, Su Zedong looked from the appearance, the number of darts hidden on his body should not be less than twenty, and he heard what his master said, all of them should be coated with poison.

Su Zedong didn't dare to slack off, and immediately clenched the Crazy Dragon Treasure Knife in his hand, afraid that it would send out a secret weapon coldly, if he didn't have any place, I was afraid that he would suffer!

"Old abbot, dare to ask if you are the Kunlun Temple in the Kunlun Mountains, the law name is Jukong, and the people in the rivers and lakes are called the master of the nine-handed Kunlun monk?" Without waiting for Su Zedong to speak, Jiang Shijie still took the lead, grabbed in front of Su Zedong, and said to his opponent: "Boy Jiang Shijie, I have long admired the name of Master Jukong, and when I see it today, it is the third life of the younger generation!" ”

Seeing that the nine-handed Kunlun monk Jukong Master on the opposite side was blown up by his own words, Jiang Shijie changed his previous polite words and asked with a serious face: "But I wonder why the junior is not talented, I really don't understand why the master appeared here, and he is still in cahoots with the Mongolian Tatars, and wants to persecute us and other Han loyal and righteous troops!" ”

"Hmph, who do you think the old man thinks? Dare to be in this army, just you and him dare to come to see the old man alone, it is really magnificent enough! The tone of the nine-handed Kunlun monk Jukong Master was full of sarcasm and disdain, and said: "It turned out to be the proud disciple of the old swordsman of Nanzun Martial Arts, Jiang Shijie!" ”

The tone of the nine-handed Kunlun monk Jukong Master was still unabated, with a sinister smile on his face, and said: "What are you a little hairy child, what kind of righteousness do you know, isn't it old decay that says you, do you know what the law of the country is, and what is called family rules?" When will it be your turn to be a hairy child who keeps screaming in front of the old man, the old man came today, and he asked for Su San's head, but it has nothing to do with you, hurry! I don't care about you. ”

Seeing where Jiang Shijie was still standing, even if Su Zedong glared at him, he didn't let him leave, and the nine-handed Kunlun monk Jukong Master looked up to the sky and laughed, "Okay! Well, good words can't persuade the ghost! It's a pity that your Nanzun swordsman, who was over 100 years old, spent a lot of effort to teach you this apprentice in his twilight years! ”

"Hmph, you are an old monk, a Nanzun swordsman, a Nanzun swordsman, but I have never seen you justified my master!" Jiang Shijie listened to the nine-handed Kunlun monk Jukong Master sneering at him, and he didn't control his mood, picked up the weapon in his hand and shouted: "Since this is the case, then I won't talk more nonsense, today's junior can let you taste it, what is the high apprentice of our master!" ”

After finishing speaking, the people around could clearly see the weapon in Jiang Shijie's hand, which turned out to be a dragon heavenly sword that exuded gold and silver light, and was no slower than the mad dragon treasure knife in Su Zedong's hand from the outside.

In other words, this sword is the crystallization of the collective wisdom of the craftsmen who struck iron in ancient times and even the "artists" of craftsmen.