Chapter 22: The Six Sons of Quanzhen (3)
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Seven figures, six middle-aged Taoists, and one young Taoist.
It is the seventh son of Quanzhen in addition to the sixth son of Sun Buer, the last person, that is, Yin Zhiping, who received a palm from Wu Youde and abolished the kidney vein, the little Taoist priest is already pale, and Yintang is even more purple and black.
"Ke Daxia, you kill indiscriminately, you know that God has the virtue of a good life!" Qiu Chuji shouted, as if there was something in the words.
The seven of them seemed to be slow and fast, and in a few breaths, they had arrived in front of the crooked neck tree.
"In the battle of Lin'an Mansion back then, Daoist Qiu killed less than my eldest brother!" The four blames Nancy Ren rarely talks on weekdays, but he often hits the nail on the head.
"Some corrupt officials and corrupt officials, traitors and shameless people, kill poor people with a clear conscience."
"Am I ashamed! If someone wants to kill me, do you want me to be killed? Wu Youde sneered.
"You ......," Qiu snorted.
While a few people were talking, a horse galloped over, and thousands of feet away, and saw dust and smoke billowing again.
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Seeing the hundred horsemen rushing towards the master, Guo Jing was in a hurry, and he whipped the green horse, beating the horse's skin and flesh.
But after that, Guo Jing was shocked.
The master jumped twice, killed into the hundred horses, and with a wave of the sword, the sword shadow flashed, that is, more than a dozen people fell from their horses, and in the blink of an eye, there was no trace of them, and there were people falling from their horses in the distance.
A hundred swiftly charging iron horsemen, in a few blinks of an eye, were killed and wounded.
Finally, the master's eyes, which had been closed, seemed to look at him from a distance, and then he turned back and walked, and in a few steps, he returned to the tree with his crooked neck.
"Phew!"
Guo Jing turned over and jumped off the green horse, rushed to Wu Youde in a hurry, and fell to his knees with a bang.
"Master, Jing'er is not filial and will put you in danger." Guo Jing's eyes were blood-red, and after he finished speaking, he had already kowtowed a few times.
Wu Youde was stunned, a few thoughts flashed in his mind, and asked, "You told Temujin about Huazheng?" ”
"The Great Khan asked Jing'er what reward he wanted, and Jing'er asked the master to be fine, but the Great Khan gave me a golden knife and ordered Jochi to take the master...... It was Jing'er's fault that caused trouble for the master. Guo Jing said, his tone choked.
"You're not wrong."
Wu Youde stretched out his hand to hold Guo Jing's shoulder and arm, but the latter knelt down and repented, and it was rare for him not to be lucky again, and he really couldn't lift it for a while.
No wonder so many masters like this silly boy!
In the martial arts world, Wu Youde is not sure, but he can put it in the real world, I am afraid that his own son does not have this filial piety, and he can always think about his safety, regardless of personal gains and losses.
Compare Yang Kang again...... No wonder in the drunken immortal building competition, Qiu was so ashamed that he admitted defeat on his own.
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"Ke Daxia, everyone, you are polite." Ma Yu saluted.
The scholar asked, "Who is the Taoist?" ”
"Poor Ma Yu."
"It was originally the head of the Quanzhen Sect, but I don't know what to teach when I come to Mobei?"
In the Condor world, Ma Yu is one of the few people who are admired by Wu Youde.
Danyangzi has a generous temperament, and in the plot, he learned that Guo Jing lacked the foundation of internal strength, so he went to Mobei in person, tried to complete Guo Jing, and taught superior internal strength, otherwise, how could there be such a coincidence, and he just met Guo Jing on the vast grassland? And wasted two years for him for no reason?
"Ke Daxia's words are serious, how dare you be poor!" Ma Yu pondered, "It's about the people in the contemptible sect who offended Ke Daxia, and the poor Dao specially led him to make amends to Ke Daxia." ”
"Zhiping!"
"Yes!" Yin Zhiping took a few steps forward, and was just about to kneel, when he saw Wu Youde shake his hand, and the wind rose on the ground, shaking off the little Taoist.
"Ma Dao Chang is polite." Wu Youde said flatly.
Quan Zhen's heart sank.
But I also understood that the flying bat did have hatred, and it hated Yin Zhiping alone.
"Ke Zhenxi, you are so difficult for a junior, aren't you afraid of the shame of your fellow Jianghu people?" Qiu Chuji shouted angrily.
"Qiu Chuji, I will spare your life in vain, and I have already given you enough face."
Wu Youde shook the iron sword, the blade of the sword was so wrenched that the air was buzzing and trembling, and Guo Jing and Yin Zhiping, who had the weakest internal strength, only felt that the blood in their chests was surging, and they were nauseous and wanted to vomit.
"Just because Zhiping slapped Guo Jing three times?" Qiu Chuji suppressed his anger and asked.
Wu Youde snorted, "The two of them are competing in the light, and if my Jing'er loses, I will lose." ”
"Why is that?" Qiu asked the machine.
"I have my own reason!"
Wu Youde scolded secretly, do you want me to sue you, you precious apprentice will blaspheme the little dragon girl?
"How can it be!"
Qiu Chuji only felt a wave of anger rushing straight to his brain, and a sword turned into a cold star, enveloping Wu Youde's chest and abdomen.
Wu Youde listened to the wind and discerned the position, his five fingers were closed, and the shadow of the sword dissipated, only to see a little cold star stagnation in the palm of his left hand, like a magnet absorbing gold stones.
The blade trembled violently slightly, and it was difficult to break free from the three inches of solidification in the palm.
After a while, Qiu Chuji's face turned red, and the white gas rose above his head.
Wu Youde roared, the true qi in his palm surged, the tip of the sword cracked, and Qiu Chuji snorted, taking seven steps back, one step at a time.
"Good!" The six monsters shouted in unison, excited with passion.
"The martial arts of the Quanzhen Sect are indeed extraordinary!"
Wu Youde's palm had a thin white mark.
He thought that he could break the blade of Qiu Chuji's sword with one palm, but he only broke the tip of the sword, and made people cut a mark.
"Humph!" Qiu Chuji lost his broken sword, and his face became even more angry.
The four sons had different expressions, either angry or shocked, but Ma Yu's face was solemn and he saluted Wu Youde.
"Ke Daxia has outstanding martial arts, and he is broad-minded, and he is admired by the poor way, and he should retreat from the difficulty, but it is related to the whole true religion and Taoism, and the poor way can only be offended."
If you hear the words of praise from other people's mouths, you have to have multiple eyes, whether it is polite or sarcastic, but Danyangzi said that Wu Youde is broad-minded, which is really praise.
In the battle of Lin'an Mansion, Qiu Chuji single-handedly beat the seven monsters of Jiangnan to the ground, and with Wu Youde's skills, he could have already set foot on Zhongnan Mountain, and he was ashamed of it.
Since Chongyang Zhenren Xianyou, the old naughty boy is nowhere to be found, and the Quanzhen Sect has been declining day by day, if he gives Wu Youde such a trouble, he will immediately be able to become famous, and the seven sons of Quanzhen are destined to laugh at the rivers and lakes.
"Poor Dao is willing to make a bet with Ke Daxia." Ma Yu said.
"How to bet?" Wu Youde asked.
Ma Yu was silent, it was difficult to speak, and finally said, "The contempt sect has a Tiangang Beidou Array...... At this point, Danyangzi was silent again.
"In the name of Beidou, it is seven numbers, except for six, do you want this little Taoist priest to make up for it?" Wu Youde seemed to be muttering to himself, and seemed to ask, "Daoist Ma wants me to break your seven-person formation?" ”
"I'm ashamed." Ma Yu sighed.
"What if I break it?" Wu Youde asked.
In the plot, with the flawless Tiangang Beidou Array, the seven sons of Quanzhen can fight fiercely with the Eastern Evil all night.
If there is no defect, Wu is virtuous and difficult to beat, but if a horn is missing, it is not necessarily who will kill the deer.
"The breath of the poor Taoist Guan Ke Daxia seems to be a lineage of Taoist Xuanmen, if you don't disdain the vulgarity of martial arts, you can refer to the classics together."
"Senior brother!" The five sons of Quanzhen exclaimed.
Ma Yu said sharply, "Shut up!" ”
"I lost, what do I have to lose?" Wu Youde asked again.
"Wangke Daxia told me how much strength did that palm have? How many variations were used? ”
"It's as simple as that?"
"It's that simple!"
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