A low-level martial artist can't make a sound when he is exercising, even if Zhang Wuji breaks through to the innate level, he is still just a low-level martial artist.

Therefore, when Zhang Wuji was in a hurry, he couldn't make a sound.

Therefore, Zhang Wuji's words could only be issued by him before rushing to the center of the square.

In other words, Zhang Wuji shouted "Let's ...... slowly" on the spot, and then he used the light body exercise and came to the place between Zong Weixia and the white-eyed eagle king.

But Zhang Wuji actually arrived in the center of the square at the same time as his voice, which is why Zhang Wuji surprised everyone.

Zong Weixia was also very surprised, he just looked in the direction of the sound, and a vague figure appeared in front of his eyes, how could he not be surprised?

However, when Zhang Wuji's vague figure condensed, Zong Weixia had a lot of disdain in his eyes, just because Zhang Wuji's dress and age could not attract his attention.

In fact, this is just the result of Zong Weixia's visual confusion.

The direction in which Zhang Wuji ran was in the same straight line as the direction from which the voice was transmitted, how could Zong Weixia judge the location of Zhang Wuji's initial shouting? He also thought that Zhang Wuji came to the neighborhood when he was distracted by Tang Wenliang's affairs.

Of course, there are so many meters in this vicinity, otherwise, Zhang Wuji would have already attracted his attention.

And Zhang Wuji's initial murmuring with Jiuyang's true qi also attracted Zong Weixia's attention, and Zong Weixia did not forget Zhang Wuji, a ragged but powerful young man.

Yes, Zong Weixia was not much surprised by Zhang Wuji's vague figure, this distance of more than ten meters was already able for him Zong Weixia, and although this young man has deep internal strength, but according to his age and clothing, what advanced martial arts does he know, he will be a stumbling block for himself?

He was just a passerby who disturbed his next cruel feast.

So, Zong Weixia said to Zhang Wuji: "Boy, get out of the way, don't lose your life for this demon sect." ”

Zhang Wuji waved his hand and said, "Senior, the Eagle King's predecessor has been seriously injured, so don't do anything like that to him again." ”

For Zong Weixia, this Zhang Wuji was originally an inconsequential passerby, and letting him get out of the way before was already a reminder to stay away from right and wrong, and he dared to point fingers at himself here, if it weren't for the fact that he was in front of the heroes at this moment, Zong Weixia would have given this ignorant junior a punch with seven wounds.

But fortunately, as one of the five elders of Kongtong and a long-term wanderer, Zong Weixia still took care of his face after all, and he didn't make a move against a nobody like Zhang Wuji.

However, Zong Weixia didn't answer Zhang Wuji's words, he walked past Zhang Wuji's side so lightly, and continued to walk towards Yin Tianzheng, the white-eyed eagle king.

After walking past Zhang Wuji, Zong Weixia still regarded Zhang Wuji as air, and said directly to the white-eyed Eagle King: "Yin Tianzheng, I guarantee that you will be more painful than my third brother." ”

After speaking, Zong Weixia's hands on his back were slightly loosened and put in front of him, his footsteps did not stop, and he was slowly approaching Yin Tianzheng.

After a few more steps, Zong Weixia's right hand was clenched into a fist, and he swung a seven-wound punch into the air at the white-eyed eagle king, but his seven-wound punch was not as powerful as the previous one, nor as spectacular as the previous one.

This time, the fist shadow condensed by the Seven Wounds Fist did not expand at all, but directly hit the right arm of the White-eyed Eagle King, thinking that Zong Weixia's move should just want to abolish the right arm of the White-eyed Eagle King.

Seeing that the Seven Wounds Fist Fist Shadow was about to hit the right arm of the White-eyed Eagle King, Zong Weixia also had a smile on his face, but his smile froze on his face the next moment.

Because the ignorant kid actually ran in front of the white-eyed eagle king at a very fast speed, and waved his hand, easily knocking out the seven wounds fist shadow he sent out.

After taking a deep look at Zhang Wuji, Zong Weixia said in his heart: This kid is so fast, he can even be faster than my Seven Injuries Fist, it seems that his light skills are also good.

But so what? Even if his internal strength and light skills are good, if he really dares to stand in my way, I will destroy this piece of jade with my own hands.

Thinking of this, Zong Weixia still decided to give Zhang Wuji a chance, after all, this Zhang Wuji is not a member of the Demon Sect.

So, Zong Weixia asked Zhang Wuji: "Boy, what's your name." ”

"The younger generation had... Ah Niu. ”

"Zeng Ah Niu? I've never heard of this name, but you shouldn't be a disciple of the Ming Sect and the Sky Eagle Sect, so why do you have to protect the Demon Sect demons behind you? ”

Just as Zong Weixia asked this, Zhang Wuji pressed his right hand on the back of the White-eyed Eagle King, and began to use Jiuyang True Qi to heal the White-eyed Eagle King.

As soon as Zhang Wuji's Jiuyang True Qi entered the body of the White-eyed Eagle King, he explored the injuries in the White-eyed Eagle King's body clearly.

At this time, Zhang Wuji secretly said in his heart: Although his grandfather was seriously injured, he did not have the power to resist, I am afraid that the decline of his grandfather in the previous competition with Tang Wenliang was also deliberate, after all, his grandfather still has to fight for Mingjiao many times, and it is good to be able to make the opponent despise him.

Soon after Zhang Wuji's Jiuyang True Qi entered the body of the White Eyebrow Eagle King, the meridians in the White Eyebrow Eagle King's body that were blocked by blood were opened, and the expression on the White Eyebrow Eagle King's face was much more relaxed.

And when Zong Weixia's questioning was finished, Jiuyang True Qi had already retired and returned to Zhang Wuji's body.

At this time, Gu Qinghe, who had been observing Zhang Wuji from a distance, shrank his eyes, and was slightly surprised in his heart: the domineering Jiuyang True Qi actually controlled the injuries in the body of the White-eyed Eagle King in an instant. And this is still in the case that Zhang Wuji can't control the Jiuyang True Qi in his body freely, if Zhang Wuji can control the Jiuyang True Qi freely, then can he heal the injuries in the White Eyebrow Eagle King's body in an instant?

And my Nine Shades True Qi is not as good as the Nine Shades True Qi at this point, is it because Zhang Wuji's Nine Yang True Qi is more refined than my Nine Shades True Qi?

With a slight turn of the thought in his mind, Gu Qinghe understood: the realm above the grandmaster and the grandmaster has its own mysteries, and the martial arts they created are naturally better than those I created, and it seems that my Nine Shadows True Qi can continue to be pure.

Then, Gu Qinghe smiled slightly and whispered, "It seems that after I broke through to the Grandmaster, I have important things to do." ”