Dong Lao suddenly appeared between Zhang Cheng and Qin Shuai. He cried, but he was shocked. There was a deep voice in his body. His face was a little unnatural, mixed with a hint of happiness.

Zhang Cheng and Qin Yingjun listened and regained their strength.

"This time, I'll let you go. But in three days, I'm going to prove in front of everyone, including Merlin, that you're not worthy of Merlin. Merlin is my woman!"

Qin Ying's domineering declaration.

"In a sense, I don't think you can do it."

Zhang Cheng sneered.

"I didn't do that to the people around you. My family did. This despicable method, I, Qin Shuai, don't bother to do it, and you don't have the right to ask me to do it

Unexpectedly, Qin Guo frankly admitted it and said, "I can assure you that they will not interfere in the decisive battle between us. If they ask someone else to do it, you don't have to. I'll clean the door myself. ”

Zhang Cheng didn't know whether to trust him or not. He turned to look at Cai Meilin.

"Zhang Cheng, don't worry, he's not that handsome." Cai Meilin nodded and said.

"Okay, we'll see you in three days at Bauhinia Mountain." Zhang Cheng looked at Qin Ying and said again.

"If you lose, I'll kill you.

There are still three days left before the war.

Three days is not much, but it is not a lot. Zhang Cheng had to train hard during this time. He will recall his previous studies and battles, thinking about his strengths and weaknesses.

Because the ultimate victory or defeat will be determined by the small and imperceptible shortcomings of the master. This is what Zhang Bo told him.

Zhang has also experienced it many times. Therefore, in the end, he wanted to find a quiet place to practice martial arts, find shortcomings, and strive for perfection. When he is at his best, it is time to face Qin Shuai.

There is a quiet grove a few dozen miles away from Cai's house. During the day, there are very few people here. At night, there are almost no people.

At this time, the full moon is high and the stars are everywhere.

A ray of starlight poured down from the sky, little by little.

A man is practicing martial arts under a large tree. Staggered foliage casts swirling shadows.

"Yes, that's it!"

"I have some shortcomings."

"When I blow up, there's a little gap. If I work hard, it can be faster. Since then, there has been little more space. ”

As he practiced martial arts, Zhang Cheng became more and more natural, as if there was no connection, and a movement was like no interval.

"Interesting."

Suddenly, an icy voice came from the woods not far away. At the same time, a shadow appeared at an unimaginable speed.

Even Zhang Cheng was a little surprised. The other side was too hidden for him to notice. In a hurry, Rao is Zhang Cheng. He could only lie in front of him with his arms raised!

It is not a fist, a palm, or a weapon, but a finger.

This scene, and the people I once met.

In the past, Zhang Cheng was often used against enemies. One finger represents the elephant strike.

Zhang Cheng didn't think much about it. There are also many kung fu in the world that target fingers, such as one finger is inflamed and one finger is injured.

As a result, the tip of that finger hit Zhang Cheng's arm. In an instant, Zhang Cheng felt the opponent's power surging into his fingers and transmitting it.

Even in Zhangcheng, he couldn't help but be beautiful. He took more than ten steps back, and there were red and swollen marks on his arm.

"Elephant strike!"

Zhang Cheng lost his voice.

Yes, this is an elephant strike. He is familiar with object impacts. This is a real elephant strike. Concentrate all your strength on a finger punch.

What this man just did definitely looked like he was beating, but it was a little weird. He is not as skilled as Zhang Cheng, nor is he as successful as Zhang Cheng.

"It seems to me that I didn't find the wrong person. Of course, you'll strike like a bat. The guest didn't continue, but stopped to speak.

"Who are you?"

Under the moonlight, Zhang Cheng looked at him carefully. Opposite was an old man in a robe. His eyes were full of sadness, but he looked him up and down. In addition, he is shrouded in a mysterious temperament that is elusive.

"Don't you remember me?"

The other party asked.

"It's you!"

A young woman came out of the woods again. Zhang Cheng recognized him as a disciple of the Divine Tree Sect, named Dong Yan.

Zhang Cheng recognized Dong Yan and immediately recognized who the mysterious old man in front of Zhang Bo's tomb was. It wasn't until today that he guessed who the other party was.

"Yes, it's me. I am the dean of the seminary. I'm called a rune. Ouyang evaded. ”

The old man said, "You say, you are also a member of my divination sect." According to your generation, you should call me Uncle Wu. ”

"Jokes." "I don't think so, right?" He sneered

Dong Yan was very dissatisfied with Zhang Cheng's rude attitude: "Hey, what is your attitude?" My Master is an expert in the world. If you have money, don't touch it. How dare you treat my master like this. ”

Uncle Shen waved his hand to signal Dongyan to be quiet.

"I'm not a member of the Divine Art Sect, I'm just a disciple of Uncle Zhang, that's all." Zhang Cheng said that he had severed ties with Shenshumen.

He had a bad impression of Shenzhen Gate. First of all, although Zhang Bo is from Shenmen, he never mentions Shenmen. Secondly, the tomb of Zhang Bo may be the work of the gods.

That Teng Jiao is the biggest suspect.

"King Wu, he is my senior brother. I am his martial brother. They are the same master, the same sect. As a descendant of King Wu, it's time to call me Uncle Wu. ”

But he said.

"Hmph."

Zhang Cheng snorted, no doubt.

"Ah, I told him not to walk against the sky in those days. "Tian Ji Dao" clearly states that the life of "three disasters, six disasters, nine diseases" and "scourge king" is destined to live a miserable life, not to die well. If you want to live out your old age in peace, the only way is to live in seclusion at the Sacred Tree Gate. If you don't go out for a long time, you can cultivate your body and avoid waste.

"No way, no one can hurt Zhang Bo." Zhang Cheng whispered.

"You can't stop it. I can't even stop King Wu's enemies, let alone you. ”

He said.

"It's none of your business." Zhang Cheng looked at each other and said thoughtfully, "What are you looking for me for?" Avenge your apprentice? Or just chat. If it's the former, then you can do it. I can also see the power of our top ten school leaders in China's rivers and lakes. ”

"I didn't come to you for revenge, but to stop you."

Uncle Shen shook his head slowly and said, "Come with me to the Divine Tree Gate." I can't stop Brother Wu, but I can stop you. I don't want the tragedy to happen again. ”

"What do you mean by that?"

"Zhang Cheng was surprised," he asked.

"You are the life of three calamities, six calamities, and nine diseases, and you are the king of misfortune, while Qin Junjun is the life of ninety-nine, but you are the king of fate." On the contrary, you are the worst and the best. In life, Qin Yinyun is your nemesis. You will die at his hands. ”

After years of understanding Tian Jidao, Uncle Shen asked no one in the world who could compare with him. The ninth highest is the King of Doom, but it is the eternal truth. Zhang Cheng, no matter how strong he is, is not Nine's biggest opponent.

"I'm sorry, I don't believe Tian Jidao at all. Zhang Bo didn't believe it either. ”

Uncle Zhang told him "Heavenly Road", but Zhang Cheng didn't believe it.

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