The thin man from the Raptors Martial Arts School came up with a large group of people, Zhang Zhi was not afraid at all, he looked at them coldly, but sighed in his heart, it would be good if that Guo Qiangdong was here, once and for all.

Just as he was thinking about it, the thin man from the Raptors Martial Arts School came over with a knife and said, "Red Lantern Temple, Xuanku Monk, I'm right." ”

Zhang Zhi didn't plan to do it immediately, he wanted to wait, and when he saw that Guo Qiangdong didn't come, he replied: "That's right, I'm Xuan Ku of the Red Lantern Temple, it seems that you have found it at the registration office." ”

"Haha, of course, we still had some scruples before, there are good things, there should be a big backstage. But now this possibility is ruled out, the Red Lantern Temple is a small temple, and the total co-construction of the temple is only more than 100 years old, a small group of three or five monks, there should be no backstage, I say this, do you know what to do? ”

The thin man put his fingers through the iron ring of the hilt of the knife, and shook his hand without any notice, so that the whole big knife cut the circle.

This second-rate appearance makes Zhang Zhi feel very funny, this kind of person is a kind of relationship in a group, others are still fighting rabbits with all their strength, he doesn't know himself, he doesn't care so much.

"What do you want me to do?"

Zhang Zhi is still waiting.

"Hand over the sword on your back, I'll let you go, don't worry, our people from the Raptors Martial Arts School are talking, and they won't go back on their word if they say that they will leave your life."

At this time, Zhang Zhi hadn't noticed anyone coming, and he knew that it was impossible to catch them all today.

"Zheng!"

With a soft thud, the heavy sword flew out of the sword box on his back, hovering above his head.

"The sword has come out, which of you dares to take it?" He had a mysterious smile on his face.

"Turn fiction into reality!"

Seeing this scene, the thin man took a step back in shock as if he had seen a ghost, and the others also exclaimed.

But the next moment, the thin man seemed to calm down, held the knife and said: "Brothers, don't be afraid, this person can do magic, it must be a trick to kill this guy who doesn't know how to lift." ”

More than a dozen people rushed up with their swords, Zhang Zhi wanted to raise his sword to kill, but when he thought that he didn't bring another set of robes, he would be covered in blood later, it would attract attention, and it was better to keep a low profile, so eight ivory nails flew out.

"Whew! Shout! ……”

"Ahh

Screams rang out, and the people who rushed up fell to the ground one after another, some clutching their chests and some clutching their throats.

"You, who are you?"

This thin man has a bit of strength, and he actually opened an ivory nail with a knife, but the next moment, his eyes burst out, and an ivory nail came out of his chest, and after a few seconds, this guy fell, shook the smoke and dust, and muttered in his mouth: "Seniors spare their lives...... Eyed ...... I don't know ...... Tarzan ....... ”

Zhang Zhi walked over the corpses of the more than a dozen people as if nothing happened, and all the ivory nails flew back, shuttled several times in a stream next to him, washed away the blood stains, and flew back to him.

"Am I too strong or are you too weak?"

"Maybe I'm really too strong now. In my dream, I should have only been in my twenties when I was more than three months old, and these people may be a little stronger than I was at that time. ”

He thought about it at the moment, if his strength was low, a life would be worthless in the eyes of the strong, and he could be destroyed with a raised hand.

But now it's the other way around, the roles are reversed, and he's even a little inflated.

"Low-key and low-key, we're still under the dome!"

Soon, he returned to the front of the Jade Void Palace and found Xuan Bei. Xuan Bei was chatting with the Bazihu group at the moment, and he didn't care about the ten minutes that Zhang Zhi went out.

The second time they met, they finally got acquainted with each other, so they introduced themselves. It turns out that this eight-character nonsense is called Chen Xi, and he is still the master of a temple.

However, the Yandang Mountain temple where Chen Xi is located is not big, there are six people in total, all of them are here, he is a temple blessing, and the other five people all call him master, but Chen Xi, who is a master, likes to talk the most, and he is also very gossipy.

Since the Qing Dynasty, after the establishment of the Republic of China, after the establishment of the new China, this period of time religion has been more and more squeezed, there is no living space, Yandang Mountain, which was originally a holy land, there are only a few small temples left, Chen Xi this branch, is the largest there.

Chen Xi asked about the origin of Xuan Bei and the others, and Xuan Bei said even more miserably.

"Our Red Lantern Temple is in the urban area of Han City, and it was developed more than ten years ago, and all the land around us was planned, and if it wasn't for the preservation of our temple as an ancient building for more than 100 years, it would have been bulldozed directly. However, in the whole temple, the abbot and our senior brothers, the abbot mutated in the last days, and the two of us barely survived. ”

Xuanbei's paragraph was made up reasonably, and it quickly won the sympathy of Chen Xi and others, especially the wandering monks of several other small temples next to it, who sighed again and again, and had a great sense of resonance.

Everyone chatted in groups, some were talking about the experience of fighting monsters, some were talking about the zombie siege, and all kinds of situations varied. Soon, the Taoist priests of Wudang Mountain filled the front of the Yuxu Palace with chairs.

There were more than 3,000 people who came to participate in the martial arts conference today, and Zhang Zhi secretly admired how this news was sent out and how it was organized.

Although people can travel thousands of miles a day now, after all, the end of the world has only been more than three months, and Wudang Mountain still has the leisure to waste manpower on this.

However, when he heard that the martial arts alliance leader was going to be elected today, it all made sense again.

"The name of the Raptors Martial Arts School has long been known, but Xuanwu Zhenren is polite to them, Brother Xuanku, you have figured it out, this is fighting for votes. It is said that more than 100 people came to the Raptors Martial Arts School this time, which is more than 100 votes, if I am a real person of Xuanwu, I have to win the hearts of the people. ”

Chen Xi quickly answered another question that Zhang Zhi didn't expect.

However, Zhang Zhi secretly said in his heart: "Five minutes ago, I ruined the sixteen votes of Xuanwu Zhenren. ”

"Look, look, that's the Shaolin Temple's Liberation Master!"

Chen Xi's tone suddenly became excited, Zhang Zhi and the others all turned their heads to look over, and sure enough, they saw an old monk surrounded by the number one hundred and ten monks, sitting in the front row of the phalanx.

"Xuanwu Zhenren personally led the way, look, who is that, Xuanwu Zhenren also welcomes him?"

Someone asked, Chen Xi said: "It must be Haixu Dao Chang, I didn't expect Haixu Dao Chang to be so young, he definitely doesn't look more than sixty." ”

Zhang Zhi turned on his ears and determined the identity of the Taoist, who was really a Haixu Taoist.

However, he didn't see the figure of the Nine Peaks Daoist, it is estimated that the person is relatively low-key, otherwise he can also occupy a position in the front row of the phalanx, after all, the Nine Ridges Daoist is the only master of the realm of turning fiction into reality that Zhang Zhi has ever seen.

Suddenly, Zhang Zhi thought of a question, isn't there still Ling Daomian?

Ling Daomian is known as the first person in China, and it is said that he also came to the scene today.

His hearing was full, and he didn't hear anyone talk about the Martial Pole Crazy Sword.

"It's strange, Ling Daomian is the first person in Huaxia on the list, how do I feel that everyone doesn't take it seriously?"

There were too many people, and it was impossible for Zhang Zhi to observe them one by one, but he suddenly thought that at this time, Ling Daomian was only the first person on the data list, and he didn't have any amazing achievements.

"By the way, Ling Daomian doesn't even have the nickname of the Martial Extreme Crazy Knife at the moment, and it seems that the dream is famous in one fell swoop at some conference, so he has the title of Martial Extreme Crazy Knife."

"Could it be this martial arts conference? Then there's a good show to watch today. ”

"It is said that his sword technique is the Eight Gates Golden Lock Knife. What these eight golden lock knives are, we need to take a good look. ”

Just when Zhang Zhi was deep in thought, Guo Qiangdong in the other phalanx was already anxious like an ant on a hot pot.

"Monkey, go and see, why Xiao Du hasn't come back yet, did they swallow the things and run away when they got them."