Zhang Xingrui smiled, Lao Dao thinks that his cultivation is not the first in the world, and it does not mean that any small fish and shrimp can come and touch Lao Dao's beard! Zhang Xingrui pinched the sword trick in his mouth and laughed: "Stinky boy, see clearly!"

Lao Dao reacted quickly enough, and Emei Sixiu was faster than him, obviously treating him as an enemy before Hutoutuo made a move.

Xu Shuiqin's eyes were blood-red, the cold light flashed in his hand, and he used Emei to throw a secret weapon to produce dozens of golden needles! Tiger Head Tuo was unavoidable, and his hands turned into dragon claws, protecting the vital points of his face, and the energy in his hands exploded, shaking open the dozens of golden needles. Yu Xuelei's sword walked lightly, swayed up, and shouted: "Give back my little uncle's life!" With one hand, Wen Ji waved her pen, "Slamming into the tiger head in the air!"

Xu Hengjun praised: "I didn't expect this chick to have a good figure, and her kung fu looks good!"

Zhang Xingrui shook his head and said: "In recent years, Emei's status in the rivers and lakes has deteriorated, which is not unreasonable. This kind of play is inferior. ”

Emei school kung fu is between Shaolin masculine and Wudang feminine, soft and rigid, internal and external, long and short. But Yu Xuelei is so fierce and rushing, it is all like masculine kung fu, if it is used by a great monk, Hutoutuo may not feel good, but you, a female doll, will definitely be knocked away by Hutoutuo all of a sudden!

Hutoutuo sneered and scolded: "Get out of the way, don't get in the way!" With a grasp of the dragon claw in his right hand, with only an inch of strength, the sword in Yu Xuelei's hand was broken in response! Hutoutuo changed his body shape in the air, and his original head down turned into a foot down, and he kicked heavily in Yu Xuelei's lower abdomen!

"Senior sister (junior sister)" Emei Sanxiu cried out in a lost voice, and couldn't bear to look at it again. Among the four, Xu Shuiqin was the youngest and the least courageous, and tears actually rolled in his eyes.

The relationship between the four of them and the little uncle is very good, among them, Yu Xuelei has the best relationship with the little uncle, knowing the bad news at the time, Yu Xuelei went down the mountain with a sword alone, and was brought back by the master and locked up for three months. This time, the four of them went down the mountain together, not without the intention of avenging the little uncle, but the senior sisters repeatedly reminded that if they really met Hutoutuo, they must be calm, if the four of them can form a formation, they may not be able to kill Hutoutuo! Unfortunately, Yu Xuelei was still dizzy in an instant, only Xu Shuiqin's silver needle hit a hand to cover, and she rushed up.

Yu Xuelei smiled slightly, it's okay, the underworld is cold, you are timid, I should also accompany you!

One hand, faster than Hutoutuo's feet, was against Yu Xuelei's back, and the spiritual power continued to penetrate his body. Hutoutuo couldn't step on the foot in mid-air no matter what! Hutoutuo gritted his teeth and tried hard to retract the kick, but found that his foot was stuck to that spiritual power and couldn't move!

The finch does not fly!

Zhang Xingrui stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Go!"

There is no need for Hutoutuo to exert his own strength, Hutoutuo's body has been pulled by a force, and it flew far away.

When Hutoutuo stood up, the qi and blood in his body surged, and he struggled to suppress a mouthful of surging spiritual power, and swallowed a mouthful of blood, only to regret it, he was obsessed with martial arts, he just felt that the other party was thick inside, and wanted to challenge the challenge, but he only fought for internal strength, and he knew who the other party was. With such a strong internal force, there are only two people in Wudang, and then looking at the gourd on the waist of the Taoist priest, Hutoutuo concluded that he was not an opponent, and said: "Wudang Zhang Zhenren, it really deserves its name!

Hutoutuo just turned around, ready to perform light skills, slipped away, and just took a step, Zhang Xingrui had already appeared behind him, pressed one hand on his shoulder, and said, "Go back!"

Hutoutuo's whole person fell straight to the ground.

Damn, Fang Cai's palm, on the surface, is a chick from the Emei faction, but in fact, it has wrapped my whole body with spiritual power, plus the push on the shoulder just now, it will block all the spiritual power points in my body, this old man, the strength is not under the regiment leader!

Hutoutuo's spiritual power couldn't work, and he smashed a pit in the desert.

Zhang Xingrui took off the gourd on his waist, took a few sips, and said: "Your ancestor's 80th birthday is approaching, this person can be regarded as a small gift from Wudang!"

The four Xiu Xiu of Emei knelt down in unison and said, "Thank you Zhang Zhenren for your great kindness, the Emei faction is grateful!"

Yu Xuelei's previous sword was broken, and she snatched the sword in Xu Shuiqin's hand again, and stabbed it when she held the sword. was stopped by Chen Anning, the senior sister of the four shows in Emei, Chen Anning said: "Senior sister, no!

Hutoutuo said: "Hmph, old Taoist, I know it's very easy for you to capture me, but if you really want to kill me and be an enemy of the empire, I don't think you will dare!

The people do not fight with the officials, as it has always been. What's more, Hutoutuo is also the family general of the head of the Imperial Knights, and his status is respected! The old Taoist only drinks in a muffled voice, and is noncommittal!

Xu Hengjun sat on him with his ass, slapped him over, and scolded while beating: "Master, I am most unaccustomed to beating women! Your grandfather, such a flower-like young lady, you can also do it! Have you asked the master if I have the sword in my hand?" The backhand was another slap, and then waved the wooden sword in his hand, looking like a villain was proud and proud.

Emei Sixiu was amused again, and Chen Anning said: "Zhang Zhenren, if we catch this wicked person who killed my little uncle, the four of us will set off to go back!

Zhang Xingrui nodded and said: "It's okay, the situation inside the poor road can't be mastered, the four of you go back, the poor road also has a lot of mind to fight the enemy! It's just that it takes a month to go back to Mount Emei here, and the old man's Tai Chi palm power will seal his trick points for three days at most." Once his spiritual power is back in operation, you will never be an opponent!"

Xu Hengjun said: "What's so difficult about this? You feed him some sweat medicine on time, isn't it done?" After speaking, he began to grope around himself: "Hey, it's strange." What about Lao Tzu's sweat pills? Damn, old man, did you steal my sweat pills?"

Chen Anning said: "How can we be decent, how can we...use such indiscriminate means?"

Xu Hengjun snorted disdainfully: "What kind of decent family, don't want your life? Don't send him back to Emei?"

Zhang Xingrui said solemnly: "How can the cultivators of my generation be burdened by fame?"

The implication is that he even agreed to take medication, Emei Sixiu, you look at me, I look at you, and I was a little at a loss for a while.

Xu Hengjun, who was still optimistic, broke the deadlock, took a deep breath, and said, "My sweat medicine should have been lost in the middle of the road, most of them are available in this city, I'll look for it." With that, he ran to the desert city.

Hutoutuo said: "Old Taoist, it's very dangerous inside, why don't you go with him to protect him?"

Zhang Xingrui said: "Before the old Taoist entered the desert, he calculated a hexagram for him, there was no danger, there was no harm. ”

Hutoutuo said: "Then have you calculated it for yourself?"

Zhang Xingrui ignored him and continued to drink. I just think of the hexagram calculated for myself, although my heart is not magnificent, but I have some ideas.

A narrow escape!

But I don't know if it's nine deaths, or a lifetime?

It doesn't matter, it's a poor age, and life and death are considered light, but this wine doesn't seem to have drunk enough. Also, that kid from Hengjun, if you don't see that kid grow up, you will be a little regretful, right? Poor Dao drinks and claims to be the best in the world, and his vision is also, this kid has the potential to win the pinnacle of kendo in the world.

There is also the sunrise and sunset of Lotus Peak, as well as the blue sea of clouds of Nayuzhu Mountain and the verdant bamboo forest of Nanyan.

So, if you can't see that, that's a pity.

The sea of clouds in Wudang Mountain is churning, and the sunrise scene of Lotus Peak is the most magnificent. And sitting in the turtle meditation is what Zhang Xingrui must do every day. After meditating, as soon as I opened my eyes, I always stood aside respectfully, the wine was ready, and of course, the questions were ready.

"Senior brother, I don't think the internal strength of the bird that doesn't fly shouldn't be spit out like this"

"Senior brother, I think your sword is still too fast, and slower may be more in line with our Wudang style. ”

"Senior brother, can't you stop drinking this wine?"

“.........”

It's just that that year, after he came down the mountain at the age of twenty-three, no one nagged the old Zhang Xingrui anymore. He still went to see the sunrise of Lotus Peak, but the meditation on the turtle couldn't be quiet anyway. They are nominally brothers, but they are very different in age, and Zhang Xingrui is just teaching on behalf of the teacher.

Twenty-three years old, he is only twenty-three. If it is his life to die that year, it is his life to let him be buried back to Wudang Mountain, it is his Zhang Xingrui's life!

Where is his body?

Zhang Xingrui hated! He could tolerate the death of his junior brother, that was his fate, and a cultivator could not believe it, but he couldn't tolerate his junior brother being made into a puppet and at the mercy of others!

Zhang Xingrui recalled the past and lost his mind. Once a person is old, some small things can always remember the past.

Just when Zhang Xingrui lost his mind, the tiger head roared, and jumped up in an instant, his hands were dragon claws, his head was actually bulging into a big tiger head, with a terrifying king written on his forehead, his feet on the ground, it was a strong beast elephant legs, and a tail grew on his buttocks, which was a leopard tail!

Four are not like!

When Hutoutuo's trick was sealed, he made a plan, even if he lost his life, he couldn't be escorted back to Emei, he was not afraid of death, but for him, there was something more precious than life.

He's a four-family general.

He couldn't afford to lose this person, and the head of the Knights couldn't afford to lose this person! He bit his lip, recited a duel, and took up the method of arming the beast, and became the appearance in front of him!

Zhang Xingrui's palm power can seal people's acupoints, but how can the acupoints of demonic beasts be the same as people?

His dragon claws swung towards Xu Shuiqin, and there was a piercing sound in the air.

Chen Anning shouted, "Beware!" A flying body pounced, and the dragon's claws hooked out countless flesh and blood, exploding in the air.

Zhang Xingrui shouted violently: "Evil animal!" A peachwood sword soared into the sky, and fell heavily to the ground, the peachwood sword fell on the head of Hutoutuo, and the strong spiritual power contained in the sword formed a magic circle, trapping Hutoutuo inside.

It seems that a peachwood sword is better than thousands of divine soldiers!

Zhang Xingrui said angrily: "Do you really think that I don't dare to take you in Wudang?"

Tiger Head Tuo roared, the dragon claws probed forward, although the pain in the heart, but did not stop, not long after, the pair of dragon claws were already blurred flesh and blood, but they also forcibly tore apart the rich spiritual power set by Zhang Xingrui.

The determination of a strong man with a broken wrist!

Breaking through the magic circle, Hutoutuo hurriedly swept backwards and shouted: "Hutoutuo is leaving!"

Zhang Xingrui said: "Where to run!" Yuqi peachwood sword wants to catch up!

But I heard the roar of the lion of Buddhism. A dilapidated robe pronounced a Buddha song, jumped high, and slapped his right palm on the top of the tiger head tuo heavenly spirit cover, the tiger head tuo stretched out the dragon claw to resist, and the strong vajra palm of the bitter monk was closed in time, changing the Shaolin dragon grip. The bitter monk's technique was like the wind, and he went down, grabbed Hutoutuo's wrist, suddenly exerted force, and struck hard, only to hear a wail, and Hutoutuo's original bloody dragon claw was directly broken.

Hutoutuo changed his body shape in the air, and fell over with a blow to the leopard's tail, and the bitter phase made the Shaolin grappling hand, pinched the leopard's tail in his hand impartially, and pulled it hard, and actually stripped the tail from Hutoutuo's body!

Hutoutuo fell to the ground, bleeding behind him, staring at the big monk in front of him. I was stunned in my heart, thinking that the chances of surviving today were very slim, and asked, "Bitter and good monk?"

Kuxiang didn't like to talk, but just folded his hands and said, "Poor monk is bitter!"

Hutoutuo closed his eyes peacefully, and there was occasional spiritual power leaking out around him, vaguely like a firecracker exploding, crackling. Hutoutuo has been martial all his life, and he can be regarded as an idiot. With the rich inheritance left by his father when he died, he more or less got the true inheritance of some masters in the rivers and lakes, and later committed an accident and was broken by someone. Originally, he planned to stop practicing martial arts, but then by chance, he was selected by the knights and transformed his body, which is the so-called beast armament, and he was the only one who survived more than a hundred experimenters.

Therefore, his hands can become dragon claws, his legs can become the legs of a beast and an elephant, and his head can be a tiger's head. Since then, he has been in a state of great progress, and he is even more fortunate to be the head of the regiment, and he has always been proud.

After becoming famous, he also took over the old lady in the family, that was the first time he had emotions after he was transformed, the old lady was really old, and she became a frost-haired old woman, and she used to like to chatter even more. It's just that once I secretly looked at the old lady outside the window, but the old lady was in a daze at the sky, silent and silent.

After that, he was like a beast, with no emotions to speak of, and only when he came home he looked like a human being.

This time out of the desert city, he took the old lady to give him some intact packages, at that time he still felt a little burdensome, but at the moment he missed a little. Where did that package go? It seemed that he had thrown it on the city wall at will! He suddenly remembered that the shoes on his feet had been sewn by the old lady herself, but they had now been torn by himself armed with wild beasts.

How good would it be if I hugged my old mother at that time and said that I love you for a long, long time?

There was no chance to say it again.

It's more like the head of a beast for the second time, and the heart feels guilty.

Hutoutuo glanced down at his shoes, which had been propped up so that he couldn't see clearly, but he still had some fabrics and lines, smiled slightly, and let the bitter monk's Vajra palm force smash on him, and his right leg stepped on the ground fiercely, setting off countless wind and sand, and he exhaled again.

Hutoutuo's vitality began to burn, and he said softly: "Mom, I love you." ”

Hutoutuo stomped on the ground and began to run wildly, facing the Vajra palm power of the bitter monk and began to run wildly, and those palm powers had disappeared before they touched Hutoutuo's body.

Kuxiang's hands were folded heavily, and his spiritual power climbed to the peak, and in an instant, the sunset was no longer visible, and he connected a few fingers.

But Hutoutuo didn't realize it, let the flesh and blood on his body blur, he still didn't stop, only smiled heroically and continued to move forward.

This collision is unparalleled in the world, and the bitter monk could have avoided it. But he is convinced that proving the Tao with martial arts is the great way, how can he hide? He wants to prove that even if Hutoutuo exhausts his vitality, it is nothing more than that!

Unfortunately, he was wrong. The cuffs of his tattered robe were shattered, the whole robe swayed in the wind, and his feet were solid, but even so, he still slid for a distance of more than ten zhang before stopping, and the spiritual power in his body was scattered, which actually knocked up the dantian.

In front of him, Tiger Head Tuo was looking down at the upper of his shoes.

Only the fabric and some lines of the upper remained.

Smile slightly.