Ji Zhen's internal cultivation is really not high, so when he talks, he can't sense whether the monk has profound martial arts.

However, he was defensive.

When Ji Zhen was about to retreat with light skills, he saw that the idiot monk chased after him, and as soon as he came up, he was imprinted with a palm towards his back.

Ji Zhen twisted his waist in the air, and his figure turned around. From the original forward-facing to the infatuated. However, his body still exists, and the light power is running, Ji Zhen retreated, and at the same time picked up Rama's body with the long sword in his left hand, and the five fingers of his right hand were opened, and he also printed it with one palm.

General's Order!

Palms touch!

Rumble!

Ji Zhen's eighth internal force comparable to Huashan's heart method was transformed into palm power, and it burst out from the palm of his hand!

Immediately, Ji Zhen's face changed!

Because of the palm of the obsessive monk, a more fierce force rushed out of the palm! As soon as he came into contact with Ji Zhen's palm strength, he washed away all his palm strength with a devastating momentum, and then rushed into Ji Zhen's meridians!

Unbeatable!

The thought in Ji Zhen's heart flashed like this, and then without hesitation, he exerted his light skills to the limit, and took a step back with the strength of the other party's strong palm, flashing out of the way!

Then, Ji Zhen's feet were staggered, and between the changes in body shape, the direction shifted unpredictably, flashing out of the palm range of the obsessive monk.

The next moment, Ji Zhen's figure rose from the ground, and between a few ups and downs, he disappeared with the help of trees.

Seeing that Ji Zhen had disappeared, the obsessive monk frowned.

"Skillful in light work, chic in shape, handsome in posture, and changing pace, this is the light skill of the Huashan faction."

"The strength of the palm method is the same as the mixed element, tough and sharp, and it is also the mixed element skill of the Huashan faction."

"Could it be a disciple of the Huashan Sect?"

···

"What an obsessive monk, his palm is as strong as his palm, and his internal strength is strong and profound, and he is really a disciple from Shaolin."

Ji Zhen's figure staggered, and then a mouthful of blood spit out.

As this mouthful of blood spit out, Ji Zhen's face quickly turned rosy, and his eyes also showed a sparkle in his eyes.

"It's such a fierce palm, and it's like a bamboo along the meridians all the way. Fortunately, my internal strength is quite resilient, and I slowly forced this palm strength out. ”

"It's just that my meridians have been injured a lot, and this is another internal injury." Ji Zhen couldn't help but smile a little bitterly.

The internal injuries he suffered in the place where the fat oil was Chen were just right, and this time he suffered internal injuries again.

However, he has no regrets.

There is never anything in this world that is not rewarded, and it is impossible to get a huge harvest without taking risks.

Although he suffered internal injuries, Rama's body was in his hands, and Ji Zhen felt that the injury was worth it.

The injury this time was lighter than the last time, so Ji Zhen also slowly paced back to his home.

"Why are you hurt again?" The ancient divine doctor had a deep attainment in Wangwen Wenqi, and Dr. Li, who was just about to leave, knew that he was injured again as soon as he saw Ji Zhen's appearance.

Ji Zhen smiled at Dr. Li indifferently, "I'm going to trouble you again." ”

Dr. Li stretched out his hand on Ji Zhen's wrist, sensed his pulse, touched his left hand, and then transferred it to his right hand.

"The injury this time is not serious, I will prescribe two prescriptions for you and take the medicine on time. With your internal strength, after seven days, your injuries will be healed. ”

"Thank you."

···

"Helper, there's news of a drizzle."

The Wheel King's black one-piece cloak shrouded himself in the night, making him look invisible.

"Yesterday, a group of people from Tongbao Qianzhuang were caught blind, killed, and wounded. Some people in the gang thought it was a drizzle's martial arts path. ”

The Wheel King waved his sleeves, "Where are the people?" ”

"In a cell."

The Wheel King and his entourage took the people in the cell out and took them to Tongbao Qianzhuang, the scene of the crime, and restored the number of swordsmanship at that time.

"It's Drizzle's martial arts path, but she doesn't use a sword."

Soon, Blackstone found out the identity of Drizzle. Drizzle had already undergone face-swapping surgery by the ghost doctor Li Ghost, and changed his face to live an ordinary life in the capital.

The black stone is coming, and the drizzle at this time is tired of the strife and fighting in the rivers and lakes, for her husband and for a peaceful life in the future. He could only promise Heishi to complete the remains of the upper and lower Ramas in exchange for returning to the lives of ordinary people.

The black stone receded, and the drizzle came to Yunhe Temple.

At a glance, Drizzle's face became gloomy.

"Amitabha!"

The Buddha's horn rang in the ears of the drizzle, pulling back the thoughts that were almost immediately drawn into the darkness by the drizzle. Her face changed from gloomy to calm.

"Donor, Rama's body has been snatched away, and I have already sent a letter to investigate."

···

Shaanxi, Huashan.

A carrier pigeon flew into the inner hall of the Huashan faction and landed on the bird's nest.

A person walked out of the room, his steps were clear, his face was purple, and his face was righteous. It was Yue Buqun, the head of the Huashan faction.

He took the creed from the pigeon's feet and looked at it silently.

"Call your senior brother Linghu Chong."

Someone obeyed the order of the head of the house to call Linghu Chong. In less than half a pillar of incense, Ling Hu Chong had already walked in with a sword.

"Master, what called me?"

Yue Buqun handed the creed to Ling Hu Chong, and at the same time said, "Shaolin's idiot master encountered a thief in Yunhe Temple, which made it the light work of the Huashan faction and the cultivation of the Huashan faction's mental method. You go to the capital and help Master Jianzhi find out about this. ”

"Whether this person is stealing the martial arts of my Huashan faction, or whether it is a disciple of Huashan who has done such a shameful thing, I must arrest him back to Huashan."

Creed space is limited, and although the information displayed on it is not much, it can be considered to be clear.

"Yes, Master, I'll go down the mountain." Ling Hu Chong replied very simply. There was a snickering joy in my heart, and I could finally go down the mountain. On this Huashan Mountain, the master and his wife are in charge, and they are not even happy to drink.

"Work seriously after going down the mountain, don't delay the big thing because of wine."

Yue Buqun also knew Ling Hu Chong's character very well, his eyes widened, and he seriously told his eldest disciple.

"Yes, Master."

Ling Hu Chong came out of Yue Buqun's room with joy in his heart, and was blocked by someone after just two steps.

The person who blocked Ling Hu Chong had a delicate face, and his big smart eyes were dripping, and he looked like a ghost elf.

It is Yue Buqun's daughter, Yue Lingshan, Ling Hu Chong's junior sister.

"Senior brother, are you going down the mountain?"

Ling Hu Chong felt that his head was starting to hurt, and he quickly shook his head, "No, Master reprimanded me, saying that I don't practice hard." ”

"You don't lie to me." Yue Lingshan jumped close to Ling Hu Chong with her hands behind her back, "Looking at your expression, I just have to write four words on my face, I'm very happy." ”

Ling Hu Chong looked helpless, "Senior sister, I have serious things to do when I go down the mountain this time, and I don't want to play." So, don't think about sneaking down the mountain with me. ”

Hum!

was called by Linghu Chong to break the little Jiujiu in his heart, Yue Lingshan snorted. Then he reached out and hugged Ling Hu Chong's left hand.

"Division... Brother, take me down the mountain... ”