Chapter 105: Tricks to Death (Part II)
At this moment, a tall and thin Taoist turned from the edge of the cliff and shouted, "Are all the people of the Huashan Sect here?" ”
But when I saw that person, the Taoist robe was sandwiched with silk in the middle, brilliant and luxurious, and the Taoist crown was inlaid with a piece of crystal white jade, which was full of brilliance, holding a whisk in his right hand and carrying a heavy iron sword. About forty or fifty years old, a person with a masterful demeanor.
This person is Yu Zhenzi, the junior disciple of Musang Daoren.
Feng Nandi immediately bowed his hand and said respectfully: "I don't know how to call the chief?" Can you recognize the patriarch of our sect? ”
Yu Zhenzi waved the dust, didn't return the courtesy, and asked, "Are you all from the Huashan faction?" ”
Feng Nan said: "Exactly, I don't know what advice the chief has?" ”
Yu Zhenzi laughed, didn't answer, whisk the dust again, brought out a burst of energy, and rushed straight towards Feng Nandi, Feng Nandi was suddenly forced to take three steps back.
Yu Zhenzi took Sun Zhongjun who was close to him into his arms, kissed her on the cheek, and said: "Yes, yes, that Mu Lao Monkey has average other skills, but the female apprentices under him are exquisite one by one." ”
Sun Zhongjun was furious, raised his hand and hit Yu Zhenzi in the face, Yu Zhenzi waved the dust, blocked it, and put his hand on Sun Zhongjun a little. Sun Zhongjun was subdued in an instant and couldn't move.
The people of the Huashan faction were startled at first, and then roared angrily: "Look for death!" "Qi attacked Yu Zhenzi.
Yu Zhenzi smiled: "A group of milky little guys who have not dried up dare to speak wildly. The Huashan faction is really getting more and more sluggish. ”
With a shake of his back, he let out a soft whistle, and inserted the dust behind his back with his backhand, and at the same time, he raised his hand, held the iron sword, and swung it out. Just listen to a few sounds, everyone's weapons, broken off, and landed.
The rest of the people immediately besieged it, Yu Zhenzi fought fiercely with everyone while "poo, poo, po" on Sun Zhongjun's face, kissing non-stop, and on the other side, he couldn't stop looking at He Tieshou and Ah Jiu, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and he praised with a smile: "Mu Lao Monkey is so blessed that he can accept so many stunning beauties as apprentices." If he doesn't come out, the old Taoist will be the master on his behalf and take it back to ****. ”
He Tieshou whispered to Ah Jiu: "You go in quickly to find my master, I'll stop him first!" ”
Ah Jiu answered, raised his feet and was about to go up the mountain.
Yu Zhenzi smiled: "Two little beauties, where to run." With another wave of the iron sword, it shook away Feng Nandi and the others, hugged Sun Zhongjun, moved sideways under his feet, and unfolded the Divine Transformation Method, forcibly blocking Ah Jiu's way.
He Tieshou smiled and said, "Don't you want to bring a few of us back, you have to compare with our master and defeat them before we can go with you." ”
Yu Zhenzi didn't miss the plan, and said with a smile: "Little beauty, why are you going to this Huashan on the old road?" Doesn't that old monkey often boast of his unparalleled fists and swords, and his martial arts are the best in the world? I'm here to come to Huashan to win against the old monkey. ”
He Tieshou smiled: "You are looking for the wrong person." In the past 20 years, our ancestor may have been the first in the world, but now it is not. Haven't you heard that it is recognized as the number one in the world today, but the bloody hand man Tu Yefeng, if you want to find him, you should also go to him. ”
Yu Zhenzi snorted coldly: "You don't have to provoke me, what bloody hand slaughter, Lao Dao has also heard about it, but a doll less than twenty years old has nothing to do with the bloody hand slaughter twenty years ago." Come to think of it, it's just a false rumor, and it doesn't live up to its name. Win this old Mu monkey, do you think I will let him go? ”
After a pause, Yu Zhenzi said with a smile: "Little beauty, don't bother to delay time, originally I was determined to sweep this Huashan faction, but when I saw you three female dolls, I didn't want to do anything, I just wanted to take the three of you back." ”
After that, the people had already embraced Sun Zhongjun, dodged to block Ah Jiu's way, and with one free hand, he was about to touch Ah Jiu's cheek.
He Tieshou smiled and groaned: "Don't bully my sister." With a whoosh, his wrist flicked, and the soft red spider rope was like a steel whip, pointing at Yu Zhenzi's throat.
As the leader of the Five Poisons Sect, He Tieshou's martial arts are extremely high, and he was originally second only to Gui Xinshu and Yuan Chengzhi, and he was much higher than Feng Nandi and these second-generation disciples of the Huashan Sect.
Yu Zhenzi was shocked in her heart, but said with a smile on her face: "The female doll's martial arts are not bad!" "Let go of Sun Zhongjun, completely unfold it, and fight with He Tie again.
After fighting for a long time, Yu Zhenzi still failed to take He Tieshou. I was anxious in my heart, and I couldn't care about the identity of my predecessors, my back shook, and the dust flew. He held the dust whisk in one hand and the iron sword in the other, and attacked He Tieshou together. He Tieshou was suddenly at a disadvantage, just blindly defending, and occasionally could fight back with one or two moves.
After a short time, He Tieshou will be defeated.
The Huashan faction was anxious, and the rest of the people attacked Yu Zhenzi again, Sun Zhongjun ran to the mountain to find Mu Renqing and the others, only to hear her suddenly shout in surprise: "Dao Chief, you are also here!" There was indescribable joy in the words.
I only heard an old voice coming: "Why did you come to Huashan?" ”
A Taoist dressed in a yellow coarse sermon robe, yellow and thin, with sparse hair, turned the cliff and appeared in front of everyone. It is the people of Musang Dao.
The faces of all the people in the Huashan faction showed joy, this is not good-looking, but the martial arts are not comparable to the ancestor, with him coming forward, then there is nothing to worry about.
Yu Zhenzi's face was cold, and he said coldly: "Hmph, that old monkey Mu doesn't often boast to himself, what kind of fist and sword are unparalleled, the first in the world." I came to Huashan, first, to find the field, who let the old monkey send disciples to make trouble with me. These two, naturally, they want to pick Mu Lao Monkey, so that he can teach him what is the best in the world! ”
Mu Sang Dao shook his head and said, "The first in the world? What a big breath, hey, after so many years, your temper hasn't changed at all. But now, the number one in the world has already been replaced, even if you pick the Huashan faction, the world will not recognize you as the number one in the world. ”
Yu Zhenzi sneered: "There is another number one in the world, what you said, it is also the one who pretends to be a god and a ghost, what kind of bullshit bloody hand slaughter, right?" Hmph, fame seeker, do you think I can spare him?! ”
A trace of strangeness flashed on Mu Sang Daoren's face, and he didn't know what to remember, sighed lightly, shook his head, and said, "You better hurry down the mountain, otherwise we will do it again, and I won't spare you this time." ”
Yu Zhenzi sneered: "Do it with me? Hmph, lo and behold, what is this?! He took out a small iron sword from his bosom and displayed it in front of the Musang Dao people.
Mu Sang Dao was stunned for a moment, and said miserably: "After all, you haven't wasted all these years, and you still found it for you after all." ”
Yu Zhenzi said coldly: "Musang Daoist, don't you kneel when you see the iron sword of the master?!" ”
Musang Daoren sighed, and really knelt down.
The disciples of the Zhuhua Mountain Sect were all dumbfounded. Originally, they expected the Musang Dao people to stand up for them, but they never expected it to be like this.
Yu Zhenzi's face was calm, and he waved his hand and hit Mu Sang Daoren. Mu Sang Dao people had no luck to resist, and let Yu Zhenzi's hands rise and fall. There were a few muffled clicks, and the ribs on the chest of the Musang Dao people were broken together.
The crowd exclaimed.
Mu Sang Dao's body shook, but he still knelt in place.
Yu Zhenzi snorted coldly, waved his hand and hit Mu Sang Dao on the shoulder. This time, it seems to be gentle, but it attacks its heart, and it is very powerful. Mu Sang Dao bent his body and spat out a few mouthfuls of blood towards the mountain rock in front of him.
Ah Jiu couldn't help but blurt out, "Dao Chief! ”
Yu Zhenzi's face turned pale, and he raised another palm and slapped it directly on the top of Mu Sang Daoren's head. If this palm is struck, the Musang Dao people will definitely not survive.
Ah Jiu is the closest to Musang Daoren, although she doesn't know Musang Dao people, but she is kind from the bottom of her heart. Chivalrous heart rose, the body moved forward, and then lowered again, and the person had blocked the Musang Dao people. Yu Zhenzi's palm struck straight at Ah Jiu's back.
He Tieshou exclaimed: "Sister Ajiu! ”
Even if it was the disciples of the Huashan faction, they couldn't bear it, and some of them turned their faces away, and they couldn't bear to look at it anymore.
At this moment, a cold cry came from afar: "Yu Zhenzi, you are looking for death!! ”
The sound was like thunder, and the whole valley was buzzed.
As soon as the words began, a white light pierced the sky, burst from the foot of the mountain, and shot towards Yu Zhenzi's head with a powerful energy. Yu Zhenzi was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly swung his sword to block.
While!
There was a loud bang, and sparks flew in all directions.
The people of Yu Zhenzi had been forced to retreat three or four steps in a row, attacking Yu Zhenzi's hidden weapons, all of which fell to the ground and shattered into countless pieces.
Everyone looked at it again, and they all gasped, it turned out that what repelled Yu Zhenzi with one blow was nothing more than a ball of about seventeen or eighteen, which was nothing more than an ordinary copper coin.