Standing in the middle of the road, he didn't move at all, but said lightly in mid-air: "Old Zamao, you have been cultivating for nearly two hundred years, but you have come to embarrass a female doll, how can you bear it?" ”

A dry and thin old man walked out of the second carriage tremblingly, and said with a wry smile: "Master Lone, you scolded this well." It's just that my building is not as good as your Fanjing Mountain incense, if it weren't for the Heavenly Dynasty, I'm afraid that even the rice in the pot would be gone. ”

Silent sneered: "It's a good excuse to wait for the rice to be put in the pot." Wang Huaji, you deceived me as a junior, I really didn't know that you and Zhang Mingyang had already reached the realm of Bigu. And the few disciples of your second and third generations have already entered the world to practice, and the stove on the peak of Zhongnan Mountain Tower has been cold for many years. ”

Walking forward slowly, the old Taoist Wang Huaji of Zhongnan Louguan, who quietly blocked everyone behind him, didn't expect that silence was so serious, and muttered to himself: "If you come to such a state in my Louguan at Fanjing Mountain, you will understand." ”

Silence seemed to be reluctant to say more, and the monk's robe under him was windless and automatic, and he pushed forward with a palm.

It is the world-famous Zhenshan stunt Mida palm of Fanjing Mountain.

The palm moves and the person does not move. But the silent slap was only half slapped, but the person who came out of the palm came to Wang Huaji.

Li Tiantu's eyes widened, he was sure that he was silent and didn't move, but what was going on?

Wang Huaji faced this silence in the face of this silence who was nearly two generations younger than himself but had unqualified qualifications, and did not dare to hold it up, staring at the silence with a solemn face, which was so powerful that it seemed to squeeze the space between the two, and waited for the palm wind to come to him, he waved the dust whisk, and used the dust whisk as a medium to introduce this palm power into his thin body.

The palm power of the silence from the old Tao's dusty right arm went up, meandered into the lower dantian, and after the river and the sea were turned up and down in the dantian, it was turned into a true qi line by the old way, spit out from the mouth, and went straight to the silence.

Silent face Lou Guan Lao Dao counterattacked, his hands were folded, as quiet as the Buddha who did not move, and the innate Gang Qi in his body was dispersed to more than three feet around his body, blocking Wang Huaji's true qi line that turned from silence and indestructibility to three feet, and he could no longer enter a single bit. After that, it was only a moment, and the true qi line that almost wanted to invade the body and the qi all over the body disappeared invisibly.

This is still the kind of ordinary masters of the rivers and lakes who dance knives and guns, kill people and see blood, Li Tiantu was amazed in his heart, and he forcibly resisted the desire to continue to watch, he knew that this moment was the only time to save the ninth princess.

The pressed 100 Tubo Iron Horsemen had moved to the front of the team, and Li Tiantu rode directly up, jumped up when he was close to the carriage of the Nine Princesses, pulled out the Tianshan snow on his waist, and tore the front curtain of the carriage to pieces with a slight stroke in his hand.

Yan Mengyu never dreamed that he would encounter a third wave of assassins in a short period of time, so this time the reaction was half a beat slower than usual.

Waiting for the sword qi of the person to tear the curtain of the car, Yan Mengyu had already blocked in front of the ninth princess, and the head was slapped at the visitor.

Li Tiantu knew that the time was urgent, he turned the true qi of the Heavenly Dao up and down Zhou's body, did not retreat but advanced and took Yan Mengyu's palm, forcibly swallowed the blood that went upriver after the viscera was injured, the long sword in his hand shook, shattering the entire carriage, and then the sword momentum did not decrease and slashed horizontally between Yan Mengyu and the Ninth Princess, and at the same time glanced back at Su Ling'er on the horse.

Su Ling'er no longer hesitated at the moment, boarded the carriage with a leap, grabbed the stunned Nine Princesses in her arms, and turned over on the horse under the cover of Li Tiantu, the whole movement was coherent and smooth in one go, making people unable to react.

The accident that happened here naturally couldn't hide the two monks and Taoists who were facing each other in front of them. Wang Huajie approached the end of the carriage, and the five fingers of his thin and skinny right hand flicked, and a wisp of qi whistled and stabbed Su Ling'er's back. Originally, because of the old way, he sighed in vain, and when he saw the helper who suddenly killed, his spirit was unconsciously lifted, and his body moved horizontally between Wang Huaji and the carriage.

It's just that the old Taoist priest is too fast, and the distance between the two sides is far away, and he is helpless about the wisp of aura that seems to be small but can actually tear the sky and the earth.

Li Tiantu's face changed greatly, he did not enter the heavenly path with martial arts, he had a slight control over the weather vitality, the old Dao's finger did not contain true qi, purely with the flowing air flow between his fingers to drive the heaven and earth vitality, there was no sign to Su Ling'er who was walking towards the horse, let alone Su Ling'er, if he was born and suffered, there was also death and no life.

The speed of the aura shot out by Lao Dao was not fast, like water waves, and there were fine lines that flashed away where he passed. Li Tiantu couldn't care about Yan Mengyu on the other side anymore, and landed in a flash where the qi must pass, and then contained the remaining Heavenly Dao true qi in his body at the tip of the sword, and lightly stabbed the sword at the qi that had reached about a zhang in front of him.

The tip of the sword is facing the qi, and the qi is powerful, instantly devouring the true qi of the sword tip, and the trajectory remains unchanged, spreading along the sword body towards the sword holder.

Li Tiantu was taken aback, what kind of realm had reached this Louguan Lao Dao, and the air that popped up with his fingers had become a tangible thing, implying the devouring power of the old Dao's divine skills. No wonder this old Taoist priest dared to resist the silent Mida palm of the Lord of Fanjing Mountain.

Do you want to abandon the sword? It was not the first time in his life that Li Tiantu felt the threat of death, and his anger would not disappear because he abandoned the seven-foot Qingfeng in his hand, not to mention how could he be cowardly before he fought.

Although the aura of swimming along the snow of the Tianshan Mountains is strong, it has lost three points of sharpness, otherwise it is already on the hilt of the sword at this moment? Li Tiantu did not have the martial arts realm of Louguan Old Dao devouring the heavens and devouring the earth, but he suddenly remembered the big Taiji Yin and Yang diagram in the center of the main hall of the Kunlun Temple, and Tianshan Xue was a soft sword. As soon as he thought of this, Li Tiantu used the force in his hand to connect the trembling "Tianshan Snow" sword hilt and the tip of the sword into a circle, urging the remaining Heavenly Dao True Qi of the sword body to flow in an arc with the qi, and the speed of the two True Qi was getting faster and faster, until it finally exploded in the chest of the controller, Li Tiantu.

Li Tiantu was pushed onto the trunk of a boxwood tree on the side of the road by the strong force of the anti-shock, and his viscera was injured again, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. The price paid is not small, but it finally resolved the magic power of the old Taoist immortal with all kinds of difficulties.

Yan Mengyu, who had not been in a hurry to make a move, even watched Su Ling'er take the Ninth Princess to rush out of the encirclement and did not stop Yan Mengyu, who got out of the carriage, and stared closely at the mysterious master who had turned away the old Taoist immortal but only squirted a mouthful of blood and asked, "Is it you?" ”

Li Tiantu, who was leaning against the trunk of the tree and looked indifferent, didn't know where he had missed a flaw, but he finally understood why the woman in front of him didn't take the opportunity to attack him just now, and subconsciously touched a wisp of beard stuck to his chin. If this is the case, will Si also have a chance to kiss Fangze. ”

I have to say that Li Tiantu's disguise technique learned from Yun Mengluo is still passable.

(End of chapter)