Chapter 133: Bloody Hand Slaughter Reappears

"I said I wasn't Zhang Wuji!" On the way, Zhang Wuji, who claimed to be not Zhang Wuji, kept writhing like a caterpillar, but it was useless, Yi Xiaofeng just lifted him and shook him, and an internal force poured in, and Zhang Wuji was paralyzed like a dead fish.

"Doesn't it feel very comfortable?" Seeing this, Yi Xiaofeng asked with a smile.

In doing this, Yi Xiaofeng naturally didn't get angry with Zhang Wuji, but now that he has been hit by the Xuanming Divine Palm, although he hasn't had a seizure yet, the cold internal force has been eroding his body, and now Yi Xiaofeng's Jiuyang internal force is instilled into it, just like a spring breeze turning into snow, making Zhang Wuji's whole body numb.

"Hmph...... what I got was a cold snort from Zhang Wuji.

"Haha......" Seeing Zhang Wuji's child's temper, Yi Xiaofeng smiled even more happily, and his steps were a little faster. But in his heart, he lamented that what was going to happen today may be the reason why Zhang Wuji was indecisive despite being generous and benevolent.

Soon, Yi Xiaofeng carried Zhang Wuji to Zixiao Palace, and saw that the Huogong Daoist of Wudang Mountain was setting up a chair and a stool, as if he was preparing for a banquet, and it looked like he was in full swing, but he was doing these things under the watchful eyes of many people in the rivers and lakes who wore miscellaneous clothes, mixed men, women and children, how could these Huogong Daoists withstand the momentum of these people in the rivers and lakes, so they had to speed up, hastily prepare the tables, chairs and benches, and then left in a hurry.

Seeing such a situation, Yi Xiaofeng smiled slightly, and then carried Zhang Wuji to find a corner to sit down, and the people in the rivers and lakes on the side saw this old and young man, and they also thought that they were looking for Xie Xun's traces, in order to take revenge.

After a while, those fireworkers came out again, carrying large and small food boxes in their hands, and placed them on the table one by one.

"I'll rely on ......" Seeing what the Huogong Daoist put on the table, Yi Xiaofeng scolded in a low voice: "When did the Wudang faction mix so badly that they actually took green vegetables and tofu to feast guests?" "That's right, don't look at the scene so big, the dishes on the table are tofu in addition to green vegetables, and the amount is not much. The people in the rivers and lakes on the side naturally heard Yi Xiaofeng's low scolding, and they also scolded secretly, thinking that they had weakened Wudang Mountain's face and embarrassed themselves.

Of course, Yi Xiaofeng knew that this was because Zhang Sanfeng had never thought about making this big birthday at all, and it was the same for the first few times, but a few disciples had gathered, not to mention the sentence that Yi Xiaofeng said ten years ago that reminded him to hold on, which made Zhang Sanfeng feel nothing about this 100th birthday, and naturally he didn't want to be extravagant anymore, so he didn't have any preparations at all.

Yi Xiaofeng said this just for fun, and he was used to being so funny.

And Zhang Wuji on the side saw that his family was such a banquet, not long after he came out of the Ice and Fire Island, he actually listened to Yi Xiaofeng's words, and secretly worried: "Presumably these are all here to ask about the whereabouts of my father-in-law, hmph, I won't say it!" ”

Zhang Wuji was arrogantly thinking about what he didn't have, Yi Xiaofeng slapped him on the head and asked, "Boy, are you hungry, if you're hungry, you want to eat some, the green vegetable tofu in Wudang Mountain is still quite delicious!" ”

"Hmph......" Holding his head, Zhang Wuji squinted and looked at Yi Xiaofeng resentfully, but his stomach growled uncontrollably.

"Haha......" Yi Xiaofeng of Jiuyang Dacheng was naturally deaf and clear-sighted, patted Zhang Wuji's shoulder, instilled an internal force, and said loudly: "Although I don't say it, my body is very honest, come, eat more, I will have the strength to cry later!" ”

said such a sentence that Zhang Wuji couldn't understand at all, and then pouted, picked up the dishes and chopsticks and ate them.

"Hehe......" Looking at Zhang Wuji's gobbling up, Yi Xiaofeng grinned, touched his head, looked at the closed door in front of him, and sighed again.

Zhang Wuji, who was on the side, naturally heard Yi Xiaofeng's long sigh, and while shaving food into his mouth, he looked at Yi Xiaofeng carefully, and said secretly in his heart: "This person doesn't know if it's good or bad, he just saved me, I should be thankful, but he called out my father's name, so I didn't dare to say more, but he didn't ask about the whereabouts of my father-in-law, oops, it's hard to think, it's better to be chic and happy on Ice and Fire Island!" ”

"Boy, hurry up and eat, otherwise you won't be in the mood to eat later!" Feeling Zhang Wuji's gaze, Yi Xiaofeng glared viciously, and the bluffed Zhang Wuji hurriedly buried his face in the bowl.

It didn't take long for these people from the rivers and lakes to eat Zhang Sanfeng's birthday banquet, they took a few bites of rice, and then lost their chopsticks, and seeing that no one was eating, the Huogong Daoist came up and cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, tables and chairs one after another.

And Yi Xiaofeng also pulled Zhang Wuji aside, found a corner and sat down, watching Zhang Songxi come out of the inner hall and say some polite words to the people present, but the words were all about not messing around on Master Lao Tzu's birthday, otherwise you would feel better.

However, these people in the rivers and lakes did not have the slightest cold to Zhang Songxi's words, especially the first few men and women with swords, as if they had not heard Zhang Songxi's words. After all, there are hundreds of people here, and they are still afraid of your Wudang faction?

Immediately, a person in front of the head stood up and said loudly: "Zhang Sixia, you don't have to say it in your head." We Mingren don't do dark things, open the skylight and say bright words, this time we went up the mountain, first, to celebrate Zhang Zhenren's birthday, and secondly, to inquire about the whereabouts of Xie Xun's thief. ”

Mo Shenggu, who was the youngest in age, couldn't help it first, stood up and gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I see, no wonder, no wonder!" You are waiting for the hidden blade to celebrate my master's birthday, presumably to use your sword as a birthday gift! ”

"It's bloody......" The man unbuttoned his robe and shouted, "What kind of blades are there?" ”

"Hmph, you said no?" Hearing this, Mo Shenggu rushed directly up, pulled at his waist, and the two short knives fell.

And this person was also single, and directly admitted: "Yes, if Zhang Wuxia refuses to tell Xie Xun's whereabouts, then it is impossible to say that he will use his sword and sword." ”

Hearing this, Mo Shenggu's pupils shrank, and Zhang Songxi behind him also held down the hilt of the sword, and was about to have a seizure, when he heard a Buddha horn suddenly coming from outside the door.

"Amitabha!" It was these four words, but it made the eardrums of those who were not deep in the field tremble.

And Zhang Sanfeng also jumped out of the inner hall and ordered: "It turns out that the Shaolin Sect Kongwen Zen Master has arrived, hurry up and greet him." "I heard that the abbot of Shaolin Temple is coming, and the martial arts people present are just happy, but except for the head of Kunlun, He Taichong, who took over the sentence, no one spoke anymore, not that they didn't want to say, but Zhang Sanfeng actually used internal force, Zhang Sanfeng's internal force is so powerful, and there are a few people present who can interject.

And the empty news outside the door heard Zhang Sanfeng answer with internal force, and he also replied with internal force. After a few rounds of back and forth, the monks were brought in by everyone, and then they were questioned and blamed, and the atmosphere became even more stiff.

", two pretend-coers, I don't know when a thunderbolt kills them both!" Yi Xiaofeng, who was sitting in the corner and pulling out a long black cloth towel from his arms, complained.

At this time, Zhang Wuji also stood on tiptoe to look over the crowd, and then his eyes lit up, and he shouted loudly: "Daddy......"

This dad shouted loudly, attracting everyone's attention.

Then I saw an old man, holding a child down, carrying the people on his back and putting a cloth towel on his face.

"Eh, I'll, boy, you wait for a while, wait for me to cover my face first......" Hearing the old man's words, everyone was angry, and they were about to continue to ask the Wudang people, but they saw Zhang Cuishan and the demon girl Yin Susu moving a few times, both standing on the spot, one holding a judge's pen, and the other holding a sword Standing in front of the old man with a murderous face, and asked: "This old gentleman, the disaster will not affect the family, if there is anything offended by our couple, we will bear it, and ask the old gentleman to let our children go." ”

"Daddy ......" finally saw his parents, Zhang Wuji is now a kid, how can he hold back the thoughts in his heart and cry directly, and at this time, Zhang Sanfeng and others also stood in front of the old man. Hearing Zhang Wuji's crying, his face was full of grief and indignation, and he almost went crazy. Except, of course, Zhang Sanfeng.

has been friends for more than 70 years, so naturally they will not be like Zhang Cuishan and others who can't recognize who the old man in front of him is.

"Phew,, it's finally good!" With a face towel, Yi Xiaofeng turned around with Zhang Wuji and shouted: "Hmph, when I didn't know that it would hurt my family!" Then he pointed at Zhang Wuji and said, "This kid was snatched back from the Mongols, what else do you have to say?" ”

Hearing this, although Zhang Cuishan did not let down his guard, he accepted the judge's pen and hugged his fists and said: "Thank you so much for the old gentleman, I haven't asked the old gentleman for his name, and I and Humble Jing will have a good reward in the future." ”

"My name...... His eyes rolled, Yi Xiaofeng raised his head and said: "More than seventy years ago, Tu Ning Liheng, who was called the Bloody Handman, was below. ”

"Bloody Hand Massacre?" Zhang Cuishan and the people present repeated at the same time, thinking about it, when had they heard of this name, but after thinking about it, they didn't have a clue, but they knew that since it was called Bloody Hands and People Tu, it must not be a good person. And everyone leaned towards Yi Xiaofeng, and the first ones were naturally Shaolin, Emei, Kunlun, and Kongtong.

At this time, Yi Xiaofeng waved his hand "I don't talk to you junior", Yi Xiaofeng looked directly at Zhang Sanfeng, and looked at Zhang Sanfeng for a while, Yi Xiaofeng recalled: "Zhang sloppy, I just want to ask you a question, a question I have been wanting to ask for more than 70 years." ”

Hearing this Yi Xiaofeng call Zhang Sanfeng Zhang sloppy, the people present were shocked, although they all knew that Zhang Sanfeng had been called Zhang Sloppy because of his roughness in his prime, but that was when he was in his prime, but how many people are the same generation as Zhang Sanfeng now?

Could it be that this person in front of him is Zhang Sanfeng's contemporary? Is it a master of seclusion?

Seeing Yi Xiaofeng behave like this, Zhang Sanfeng's heart was pounding, and he had a bad premonition.

However, he still stubbornly put his hands behind his back and raised his head and said, "You say." ”

"Okay, haha, then I'll just say ......" After a heavy pause, Yi Xiaofeng said coldly: "Did you fall in love with Guo Xiang back then, and you couldn't think about it for a while before you became a monk, created this Wudang faction, and became an old virgin for a lifetime!" ”

Be quiet......

It's very quiet......

It's eerily quiet......

Everyone present can be said to be Zhang Sanfeng's late learner, and Guo Xiang is the founding patriarch of the Emei faction that is resounding in the rivers and lakes today, these two people ......

There is such a scandal......

It looks like it's exciting!

"Presumptuous ......"

Zhang Sanfeng was also asked by this question of bad friends, Nima, is this a question that should be asked now? However, before Zhang Sanfeng could react, the Emei faction flew out with a big five and three thick ...... The woman stabbed Yi Xiaofeng straight into the left chest with a sword.

"Hehe......" But Yi Xiaofeng didn't dodge or dodge, but greeted him.

Seeing this, Zhang Sanfeng was shocked, and wanted to stop it, for so many years, Zhang Sanfeng has never explored the martial arts of this friend, naturally he doesn't know his ability now, he has already started, and he is about to stop it, but thinking of his miracle, since he is so confident and still catches up, he must have his plans.

That is, Zhang Sanfeng's mind turned like this, and the woman of the Emei faction had already pierced Yi Xiaofeng's clothes.

"Bell ......" was very dull, the woman was also startled, and then a backlash came from the sword body, and the woman had no choice but to put away the sword and retreat again and again.

The sword just now must have been stabbed in the flesh of this man, but when it was pierced, it did not advance an inch, but the sound of metal striking came out.

Can there be such a miraculous martial art in this martial arts......

Subconsciously, the woman looked at the solemn appearance of the treasure on the side......

And at this time, Kongwen's eyelids jumped......

The same goes for Zhang Sanfeng......

It's just that those real juniors are suffering, because he is really confused, why is there no follow-up after stabbing a sword, isn't it just a heart shield on his chest?