"Amitabha Buddha ......"

Although the One Yang Finger is sharp, it is difficult to cultivate.

Master Yideng has profound skills, and if he is not congenital, he is still not Zhao Linglong's opponent.

After all, he is too old.

It's just that he turned out to be a congenital !!

Zhao Linglong looked at the hole in the palm of his hand blankly, and stared at Yilan with a complicated expression: "You turned out to be a congenital !! ”

The old naughty boy was also stunned, and suddenly smiled: "Boy, you can't run away now." ”

"Run, why am I running? I, Zhao Linglong, dare to do things, and the only thing I care about is my family. For the sake of the family, what about death. ”

Zhao Linglong smiled faintly, put down his palm, and stared at Yilan with burning eyes: "It seems that the master is going to intervene, Zhao will not be able to survive today." ”

Yideng had a complicated expression: "Donor, you have abolished your martial arts, and you will retreat as soon as you don't see it." ”

"Are you telling jokes again?" Zhao Linglong felt ridiculous.

Yideng sighed: "Back then, if it weren't for Wang Chongyang's innate skills, I wouldn't have broken through the innate skills." Although the innate skill was exchanged for a yang finger, this feeling of breaking the realm had to be reported by a lamp. ”

"That's right, I destroyed the Quanzhen Sect, you want to take revenge, and it is natural to repay this kindness."

Hearing Yideng's words, Zhao Linglong understood why he wanted to go against him.

His eyes flashed, Zhao Linglong raised his head and said, "My family is on the mountain, Master Yideng is merciful, and he won't mind if I go to see my family." ”

Yideng nodded: "As long as the donor abandons his martial arts, Yideng turns around and leaves, you are very much looking at your family, or living in seclusion in the mountains and forests, and you don't care about Yideng." ”

Shaking his head, Zhao Linglong smiled bitterly: "Don't worry about too many enemies, if I don't have martial arts, how can I protect the safety of my family." It's better to die like this, so that the rivers and lakes forget about me, and they won't find trouble with Mo Chou. ”

"Master, don't say more, follow me to Zhongnan Mountain, the ruins of Chongyang Palace, we will fight there, destroy Chongyang Palace, Zhao died in Chongyang Palace, it can be regarded as the reincarnation of cause and effect."

Seeing Zhao Linglong's indifferent face and a flat look, Yideng's heart trembled, and he sighed: "If there is no Li Mochou, maybe the poor monk will become friends with the benefactor." ”

Zhao Linglong smiled: "Master said that Mo Chou is my wife, I bear her sins, I bear her enemies, as a man, it is nothing to fight alone for his wife." ”

He turned around, not afraid of a sneak attack at all, and believed in a lamp's character.

smiled at the old naughty boy: "Old naughty boy, martial arts, we may be on par, but I am better than you in other aspects, at least for my own woman, I have the courage to bear it, but you will only escape." ”

The old naughty boy was stunned for a moment, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and he was about to say something, but he saw that Zhao Linglong had already turned around and walked towards Zhongnan Mountain.

With his mouth open, the old urchin wanted to say something, but he didn't know how.

Yideng glanced at the old naughty boy, his eyes were complicated, he sighed, and followed Zhao Linglong to the mountain.

The old urchin struggled to his feet, gritting his teeth, and was about to follow. But suddenly heard someone shouting to himself, he raised his head blankly, but his face changed greatly, only to see a gray-haired old lady, frantically pounced, crying and screaming, painful and excited.

Zhongnan Mountain, Zhong Lingding show, infinite creation.

Zhao Linglong was dressed in white, with his hands behind his back, standing on the cliff, staring at the direction of the ancient tomb with complicated eyes.

He is really reluctant to leave, he has his own wife, his own children, and a group of family members. In the past five years, he has regarded this place as his everything, enjoying the warmth of his family and the happiness of his wife and children.

It's just that he can't help himself.

"It's beautiful, but I ruined it all with my own hands, Master of a Lamp, you say, I'm not cruel."

Yideng stood behind Zhao Linglong, his expression was complicated, he had known Zhao Linglong, he was very kind, he had saved many orphans, and he had also founded a school to teach civil and martial arts. is very talented, and one novel after another has spread all over the rivers and lakes, not only martial arts people are sought after, but even those ladies and nobles in the deep palace are also obsessed.

I heard that all the money he earned was used to buy grain and distribute it to the poor.

Such a person has such a good reputation, if it weren't for Li Mochou, maybe more people would worship him.

Yideng sighed, life is like this, you have done countless good things, even if there is one evil thing, you may be ruined.

He was a pity for Zhao Linglong to arrive, he could have become a New Year's friend, but because of some unavoidable hardships......

Yideng thought of Hao Datong who was crying and begging in front of him, and his heart was lost.

"There is no right or wrong thing, you have killed people all over the house for sin. But in order to protect his wife and children, he is inevitably a husband. Donor, there are no outsiders here, a lamp is still the same sentence, as long as the donor ......"

Zhao Linglong turned around, with a calm smile on his handsome face: "Those of my generation who practice martial arts should ask the way forward with a sword." Master of a lamp, Zhao is just a small person, Zhao fights, except for being a person who practices martial arts and is unwilling to escape, the rest is for his wife and children. ”

Yilan was silent, unwilling to say more.

Zhao Linglong smiled, suddenly moved, and as soon as he made a move, he wrapped himself closely, not giving Yilan a chance to release a yang finger.

Yideng is an old man, of course he knows Zhao Linglong's plans.

But his cultivation is high, he has entered the innate nature, and his internal force is endless, and he is mighty, so naturally he will not be afraid of Zhao Linglong.

Taizu's long fist opened and closed, extremely fierce, and in hand-to-hand combat, it was even more powerful.

In addition, Zhao Linglong has a strong physical body and vigorous spirit, and he is extremely wild when he fights, and he doesn't care about the injuries on his body at all.

Although Yilan is full of internal strength, he also frowned. After all, he had never practiced external skills, his body was old and decayed, and after only a moment, he became short of breath.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

A lamp pronounced a Buddha horn, and with a mistake under his feet, he dodged Zhao Linglong's punch and smashed it down, and a scorching layer of true qi suddenly erupted all over his body, wrapping himself in a brush.

Zhao Linglong punched out, and smashed on the true qi layer with a bang, bringing out a trace of ripples. With a twist of his eyes, he made a quick move, and smashed it in the same position again, and the true qi layer shattered with a click.

But Zhao Linglong was also uncomfortable, his hand bones were shattered, and the pain was unbearable.

Frowning, he was about to pounce again, not giving a light a chance to breathe.

But seeing a light slowly raise his finger, a strange sound came, Zhao Linglong's pupils shrank, and he looked at the golden light coming to his face, and he leaned back to dodge with his waist.

Brush!!!

Another golden light came, Zhao Linglong smiled bitterly, and then retreated.

Brush Brush Brush !!

A light followed Zhao Linglong's footsteps, approaching step by step, his fingers trembled, and a golden light shot out, forcing Zhao Linglong to keep retreating, his feet were empty, and he stood on the edge of the cliff.