The heavy rain made the bricks and tiles on the temple rattle, and the inspection of the temple roof and everywhere was much looser. Zhang Wuji used the corner of the wall and the trunk as a cover, his figure was like a ghost, his skill had reached the peak of the peak, and through the majestic sound of rain, he followed Yuanzhen to the top of the mountain.

In the rain lines, I saw that the top of the umbrella had appeared in front of a few pine trees, Zhang Wuji was hidden in the grass beside the road, and was about to go up to the peak, when he suddenly heard the sound of the grass on the right, only to see the white light flashing slightly, and someone was actually ambushing with a sword. He hurriedly held his breath and moved to the left for a few battles, but at this moment, five or six figures suddenly appeared in the grass beside the road. After the few people rushed out, Zhang Wuji crawled forward and looked up.

Suddenly, I heard a long howl from Yuanzhen, and the sound of rain was mixed with the sonorous sound of the intersecting blades, only to see that on the bare peak, the figures of the three pine trees arranged in the glyph of the work were scurrying, and the knife was light, during which the three black ropes were like black dragons rolling between the shadows, which were actually seamless, forcing the several people who attacked to be extremely embarrassed. Under the majestic rain, on the lonely peak in the dark night, three long ropes danced sonorously with the mountain wind, like a fierce ghost with teeth and claws, indescribably weird.

Suddenly, a terrible howl was heard from the bottom of the cliff of the mountain peak in the distance, but it was the two raiders who were caught by the long rope and fell off the cliff without warning. The remaining four immediately became more stretched, and in a moment there were a few more screams, and the remaining few went with their companions. Watching these rare masters on the rivers and lakes die tragically on the spot, Zhang Wuji secretly marveled at the martial arts of the monks in Songjian, and at the same time, he was already sure that his father-in-law must be imprisoned here. Sure enough, the next conversation between Yuanzhen and the old monk Matsuma confirmed his guess.

Yuan Zhen saw that all the evil had been eliminated, so he first had a polite look with the three old monks on the top of the mountain, came between the three pine trees, knelt on the ground, and said to the ground: "Xie Xun, have you thought clearly?" All you need to do is tell me the whereabouts of the Dragon Slayer Knife, and I'll let you out right away. ”

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Hearing that his father-in-law was imprisoned here, Zhang Wuji's tears were almost about to burst out of his eyes, and then he heard the threatening words that Yuan Zhen continued to say, he almost couldn't help but step forward to cheat Yuan Zhen, but thinking of the three old monks on the top of the mountain, he would definitely not be able to please him with one enemy and four enemies, so he had to wait patiently according to the murderous machine in his heart.

The rain still did not have the slightest intention of decreasing, the sky suddenly shone with white light, and three or four lightning bolts pierced the dark sky on the top of the flash, and by this moment of light, Zhang Wuji had seen the faces of the three monks clearly in a flash. It was three thin old monks, one black, one yellow, and one miserable white, sitting in the cave recessed by the trunks of three tall pine trees.

The rain fell to the ground, and the splashed sewage stained Zhang Wuji's cheeks, but he had no intention of wiping them. After about half an hour's effort, Yuanzhen persuaded him to leave in vain and angrily.

Zhang Wuji waited for him to go away, and was about to grow up to tell the three monks, when he suddenly felt that the air flow around his body was different, and there was no sign of the attack.

Roll out of a few battles, I wanted to lift my breath and jump, but when the air was a black rope straight to the chest, the black lock turned into a spear, as fast as lightning pierced the darkness, and at the same time, the black shadows on the left and right sides swept, and the other two black ropes also quietly entangled. Zhang Wuji had seen those six first-class players die in the blink of an eye under the three black ropes before, so he should know the power of them. Between the rapid turn of his mind, he had no choice but to use the Qiankun Great Movement Method, his left hand was wrapped in the blazing Jiuyang Divine Skill, and he turned his hand to grab the black rope that came from the chest, and his arm shook, and the blazing internal energy in his hand spread along the black rope, like an overwhelming sea of thunderbolts, offsetting the internal strength of the old monk on the black rope At the same time, his body was slightly sideways, and the right hand was mixed with the internal strength of Jiuyang Divine Skill, and the right hand was led to the left, and the black rope that came from both sides had been brought together by him.

At this moment, the two black ropes seemed to be unwilling to entangle and hit his abdomen again, if the black rope that had been mixed with three internal forces was solid, it would be the end of the five internal organs being broken and the bones and tendons broken. In the face of this crisis, Zhang Wuji just drew a circle in the void with his right hand, Jiuyang's internal strength erupted, and he lifted it and sent it, and his body rose with his strength, and with a whoosh, his body went straight to the sky.

Bang! The sky streaked across a thunder snake that ran through the sky, and the whole sky and earth shone white. Hearing only a "hmm", the three monks looked up and saw that this unborn master with peerless magic skills was actually a country boy, and at the same time they were surprised by his amazing martial arts, they were even more surprised in their hearts. But the hand was non-stop, only to see the old monk's hands flowing again, and the three black ropes were like black dragons going out to sea with teeth and claws biting Zhang Wuji in the air.

Zhang Wuji, who had nowhere to relay in the air, seemed to be unable to avoid the entanglement of the black rope anymore, and was about to be swept up by the black rope, even if his skills were strong, I am afraid that it would be difficult to avoid falling off the cliff and dying. However, at this time, the corners of Zhang Wuji's mouth provoked a playful arc, and the internal strength of Jiuyang came out of his body, condensing his hands in the air, and there seemed to be a ripple visible to the naked eye in the air, which was hidden from the Tai Chi drawn by his hands, and the left hand dialed the right hand band, one roll and one wrap, and the internal strength of Jiuyang in his palm spread along the black rope, surrounding the internal strength of the three old monks, and the three melanin seemed to be controlled by him, bypassing the round circle in the palm and rolling together.

Jiuyang's internal strength is incomparably thick, such as the surging Yangtze River is endless, but it is extremely generous, the three old monks only feel that the internal strength from the black rope is a little similar to the Jiuyang Gong of their Shaolin Temple, but it is much more clever, and the internal strength in his hands is vigorous, and he is about to tear open the entangled black rope, but Zhang Wuji's hand in the air is round and tighter, as if it is slow and urgent, Jiuyang's internal strength is swallowed, and the three black ropes are almost pulled into a ball, regardless of each other.

Seeing that the time was about to be ripe, Zhang Wuji suddenly flipped an arrow bucket in the air, his internal strength swam on his legs, and his right foot was like a dragonfly dotting water on the entangled black ropes, and the three black ropes rushed straight to the sky with the internal strength. And Zhang Wuji's body floated down, his left foot hooked on the branch of a pine tree, and his body was already firmly settled. Then he bowed down to the old monk among the three tall pines, smiled, and said:

"Bye-bye!"

The three old monks were stunned for a moment, and before they understood what it meant, the thunder in the sky suddenly resounded through the heavens and the earth, and a touch of golden thunder light seemed to come from the nine heavens, slashing down at the top of the mountain, and landed on the black rope that flew into the sky.

Heaven and earth were like day for a while, and the raging thunder and lightning reached the three old monks in an instant, even if their skills were ten times higher, how could they be able to defeat the power of heaven and earth, and in the blink of an eye, they were electrocuted to the point that they were not human......

Zhang Wuji, who was set on the pine branch, looked helplessly at the three monks who were struck by thunder and lightning, and said: "Stupid ancients, who told you to play with chains in thunderstorms, or on the top of this mountain!" Pretty cool, huh? What a fool, nozuonodie! ”

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