Although Bu Xiaoyun is not deeply involved in the world, this does not mean that his IQ is not high.

Tonight is the night of the martial arts heroes mourning Sanfeng real people, the front yard of the Taihe Palace must be full of heroes, crowns and covers, most of them are famous and decent sect masters, and the frontal fight out of the encirclement is like a bamboo stick to break the iron bucket array, it is simply impossible.

So as soon as he got out of the Taiji Palace, Bu Xiaoyun went straight to the cliff on the left side of Taihe Mountain.

This young man is not only good at swordsmanship, but also light skills are also a must, Taihe Mountain is handsome and handsome, the lonely peak is dangerous, the cliff is bottomless, the wall is even more rocky, Bu Xiaoyun actually grabbed the rock with his bare hands, the body swings around in the mountain stream, if the hand is slightly relaxed, the whole person will fall down, and fall to pieces.

Fortunately, Zhang He couldn't see such a unique job, and even if he saw it, he sighed to himself.

The night wind on Wudang Mountain was as cold as a knife and cut people, Bu Xiaoyun was fearless and swept against the wind, and the Wudang disciples couldn't catch up with him at all, and gradually lost their direction in pursuit.

And after waiting for hundreds of Wudang Sect people to guard the main roads, Bu Xiaoyun had already arrived to understand Jianyan.

Wudang as a Taoist holy land, at all times to treat each other with courtesy, this time the night of condolence guarding the sword rock is the senior brother of Wudang Taiji Hall, at this moment has already received the news, led more than 20 brothers of all sizes to block the road down the mountain.

"Your Excellency, please stay, this faction is shocked, it happened suddenly, I hope Your Excellency will not be impulsive, please leave the blade by this sword solving rock, right?" The senior brother is worthy of being polite, Bu Xiaoyun originally went up the mountain with a sword, and at this moment, no one has done anything, which can be regarded as benevolence and righteousness.

But as a swordsman, the sword is the hand, the hand is the sword, the sword is in the people, and the sword destroys the people.

You want a swordsman to keep the sword, it's like asking a beautiful woman to strip her clothes naked.

"I only have two words to say." Bu Xiaoyun said coldly.

The senior brother congratulated his hand and said, "Your Excellency, please speak!" ”

Bu Xiaoyun said: "I won't leave my sword." ”

Senior Brother's face changed: "What about the other sentence?" ”

Bu Xiaoyun said: "If you have to stop me, I can only be sorry." ”

The senior brother shouted: "Then don't blame me for being rude to Your Excellency." ”

As soon as his voice fell, even the person with the sword flew up the stone steps down the mountain, Wudang's long sword is also a very ordinary weapon, but in the hands of the senior brother, it became a poisonous snake spitting letters, the poisonous snake swayed left and right, erratic, this is Wudang's authentic "Finger Twisting Soft Sword".

I thought that even Jiang Yao was afraid of this swordsmanship at the beginning, but Bu Xiaoyun did not retreat but advanced, and pounced like a tiger from above.

The senior brother can be regarded as a long-time experience, but this is the first time he has seen anyone dare to deal with "Finger Twisting Soft Sword" like this, and he became surprised for a while.

It's a pity that the swordsmanship is the same, and you can't be allowed to have distracting thoughts.

In other words, I am not afraid that you are high in martial arts and strong in swordsmanship, and actual combat is completely different things.

The green steel sword in Bu Xiaoyun's hand suddenly turned into a strong light, which was simply a cold light with the sword, like a thunderbolt in the night sky.

Although "Finger Twisting Soft Sword" is uncertain, but "Three Thorns of the Clouds" is very direct, the first sword brushed the cheek of the senior brother, and the senior brother turned around and was about to fight back, but unfortunately the Wudang long sword was frozen in the air.

Because his counterattack could never come back, Bu Xiaoyun's second sword actually stabbed out from under his ribs, and a sword pierced through the senior brother's left chest.

It's like the elder brother himself selling his chest to someone else.

Yellow Critical Strike: "―1688!" ”

The 5th turn master of Wudang Taiji Hall was actually killed by Bu Xiaoyun within two moves, and more than 20 disciples on the edge of the sword rock were all dumbfounded.

By the time they reacted, Bu Xiaoyun had already swept up the tree.

At this time, a group of talents woke up like a dream, knowing that they couldn't catch up, and they threw swords together.

There was another sword light rising from the treetops, followed by a chaotic sound of "clanging", and more than a dozen long swords were knocked away, scattered like meteor showers in the night.

When the light of the falling stars disappeared, Bu Xiaoyun went far away again.

He performed the light skill of "Eight Steps to Catch the Cicada" on the treetops, flying freely in the dark night like a bat.

It's just that the wounds under his ribs are constantly bleeding, and he still underestimates the people in the martial arts, just now when he resisted the combined attack of this group of people's swords, there were still two swords hitting him in the ribs.

Wudang swordsmanship itself is high, and it is authentic in the family, although the wound is not deep and the injury is not high, but the ribs are faintly painful, and the middle is obviously an internal injury.

The young man's willpower is undoubtedly extremely strong, Bu Xiaoyun knows that he can't relax, if he relaxes, the chasing soldiers will soon arrive, and he will definitely die when the strong enemy comes.

He also knew how others dealt with people who had caused a catastrophe, and when he was in Mingyue Village, he had seen thieves tied up and hung on trees, and then beaten to death by sticks.

He didn't want his fate to be like this, so he jumped off the treetops and ran towards the Han River wharf, as long as he got on the wharf, successfully left here, and spread the news of Wudang's hidden red goods, he didn't have to worry about being hunted down, and then everyone in the rivers and lakes knew that he had solved the big case.

However, the road to the dock was not smooth, and on the edge of the rugged muddy ground, a ragged old man named Hanako had made a fire and was roasting a pig's leg.

Bu Xiaoyun swept by like the wind, and the old man Hua actually smiled and said, "Young man, are you hungry?" Come and try my craft? ”

It was the moment of escape, and Bu Xiaoyun naturally ignored him.

But after he ran out for a few miles, there was another fire in front of him, and the smiling old Hanako was waving to him: "Young man, run slower, are you hungry?" I have pork legs here. ”

Bu Xiaoyun had to stop at this moment, he actually looked away, this old man called Huazi is actually a hidden master, his light skills are far higher than himself, and he can't run away.

Bu Xiaoyun was silent and said, "The beggar gang law enforcement elder Shi Wuji? ”

Shi Wuji was stunned and smiled: "The young man is young, but his vision is not bad. ”

Bu Xiaoyun said in a deep voice: "I heard that Elder Shi's light skills are known as a hundred miles of gods. ”

Shi Wuji smiled: "Since you know, why are you still running so fast?" ”

Bu Xiaoyun said coldly: "The beggar gang and Wudang have always been very good, and the elders are also here to arrest me?" ”

Shi Wuji put away his smile at this time: "Young man, the news of Mei Zhenren's murder has spread all over the rivers and lakes a quarter of an hour ago, so you plan to leave like this?" ”

Bu Xiaoyun said: "Then what should I do?" Should you obediently tie your hands and wait for the fate of the new head of Wudang? ”

Shi Wuji stared at him: "If you want to prove your innocence, you should also come up with evidence and let the heroes of the world in the Taihe Palace see it now." ”

Bu Xiaoyun was only silent, he couldn't take it out.

Don't say that he can't take it out, even Zhang He can't take it out, because this matter is too weird, in that case, anyone will show off the killer, and God knows that it is the second generation of Wudang Sect Leader.

Looking at his expression, Shi Wuji sighed: "It seems that you can't take it out, and I can only escort you back to Wudang Mountain." ”

Bu Xiaoyun said: "I won't go back." ”

Shi Wuji sighed and said, "Young man, why are you doing this? Why bother? ”

He was sighing, "Why do you have to do it", but he did it first, he slashed at the fire in front of him with his bare palm, countless flames splashed up, and then another palm was pushed out, only to see the flames melt into a ribbon-like palm wind and roll towards Bu Xiaoyun.

The old rivers and lakes are the old rivers and lakes, Shi Wuji's actual combat experience is far richer than that of the senior brother, this beggar gang's "Wind Splitting Palm" is not only powerful, but also carries flames, and it is a long-range attack, and Bu Xiaoyun can only dodge.

The law enforcement elder of the beggar gang is a 7-turn background, which is by no means comparable to players such as Teacher Guangxi, and as soon as "Splitting Wind Palm" came out, the trunk as thick as the mouth of the bowl was broken.

Bu Xiaoyun swayed back and forth between the trunks of the big trees, and Shi Wuji's palm wind made the trunks "crackle" and break non-stop.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Bu Xiaoyun has no hope of winning in any aspect of time, heritage, experience, and stunts in this way.

It was another large-scale palm wind, and Bu Xiaoyun, a 5-turn immature child, actually performed such a light skill as "Pulling Onions on Dry Land", and bounced up more than two feet high in the air on the spot.

"Good!" Shi Wuji couldn't help but praise loudly.

But as soon as the word "good" came out, Bu Xiaoyun in the air felt that a black and slimy thing was flying in front of him, which was obviously a hidden weapon outside the palm wind.

In the night, the sword light of the green steel sword flashed like a vortex, and after a few flashes, the black slimy thing was cut into several halves, and if you looked closely, it turned out to be a pork leg roasted on the fire.

Bu Xiaoyun's reaction was not slow, he knew that he had been tricked, and it was too late to change his body in the air, and two black lights with sharp shouts came.

The first hit him on the wrist, and the green steel sword fell into the grass; The second hit the "ring jumping hole" on his leg, and the breath of "Pulling Onions on the Dry Land" disappeared suddenly, Bu Xiaoyun fell, and wild dogs fell into the mud.

Although his strength is extraordinary, it's a pity that he can't stand up again this time, no matter who is pointed at such a big hole, it is difficult to stand firm, let alone the point ordered by the elders of the beggar gang.

And what hit his acupuncture point turned out to be a pair of bamboo chopsticks that Shi Wuji prepared to use to eat roast pork legs.

Defeated at the hands of such an experienced master, what else do you have to say?

Shi Wuji stood in the distance and clapped his hands and laughed: "There is always the benefit of being called Hanako, but a young man like you still can't understand it." ”

Bu Xiaoyun struggled to stand up reluctantly, his eyes were full of grief and indignation, he gritted his teeth and raised his palm, and slapped it on his heavenly spirit cover.

He would rather commit suicide than fall into the hands of others and be slowly humiliated to death.

The young man's breath of flesh is really killable but not humiliating.

"You can't kill yourself and go back to the city!" Shi Wuji exclaimed, he never imagined that this young man had such a surname and backbone.

As soon as the words fell, he actually arrived in front of Bu Xiaoyun in a "flash", and his palm was already buckled: "The martial arts level is not easy to come by, why self-destruct?" ”

(To be continued)