But seeing Zhao Min's right foot moving slightly, it was expected that she was engrossed in watching the old man compete with Wen Wo'er.

About a cup of tea, the old man shouted, "Go! Zhao Min's right foot landed on the brocade bench, and Wen Wo'er was defeated again.

I only heard the black-faced old man say, "Wen Wo'er retreats, and the black forest bowl is up." ”

When Wang Ji heard that the old man's breath was heavy, he must have been very difficult to fight the two of them in a row.

In a moment, the drama started again, and the black forest bowl made a long and heavy iron rod, so that the wind filled the hall, and the candle flame on the hall was excited by the wind to flicker, and the candle shadow was like a floating cloud in the sky, passing over Zhao Min's feet one by one. Suddenly, it was dark in front of the eyes, and several red candles on the right side of the hall were blown out by the wind of the iron staff, and the wooden sword broke with a click. The old man let out a long sigh and threw his sword to the ground, and the contest was finally lost.

The black-faced old man said, "Mr. Tieqin, will you descend?" It turned out to be the head of the Kunlun faction, "Mr. Tieqin" He Taichong.

He Taichong said proudly: "I will neither surrender nor accept it." If my inner strength is there, this monk is my opponent? ”

The black-faced old man said coldly: "Cut off his left ring finger and send him back to the tower." ”

But when he heard that the temple interrupted his fingers, applied medicine, stopped bleeding, and wrapped his wounds, He Taichong was very hard, and he didn't even hum. The yellow-clothed men with torches in their hands sent him back to the tower where he was imprisoned. Wang Ji shrank behind the corner, and saw He Taichong's face like white paper in the firelight, gritting his teeth, and his expression was extremely angry.

After the group walked away, they suddenly heard a delicate and crisp voice sounding in the hall, saying: "Mr. Deer Staff, the swordsmanship of the Kunlun faction is really good, he stabbed Mahapasi's move, first on the left and on the right......"

Wang Wei took a look again, and saw that it was Zhao Min who spoke. As she spoke, she walked to the hall, holding a wooden sword in her hand, and followed He Taichong's swordsmanship. The monk Mahapas danced with two knives and fed her tricks.

It was the first time Wang Ji had seen the heroine of the heavens, and looked at her carefully. I saw that she was wearing a tender green silk shirt, her appearance was delicate and incoherent, her eyes were black and white, blazing, very beautiful, and she was even more heroic and heroic, and at the same time graceful and luxurious, with a dignified and strict look, which made people awe-inspiring and did not dare to force her to look.

"Mr. Deer Stick" is the black-faced old man, as soon as Wang Jian heard Zhao Min call him, he knew that he was the deer stick guest among the two elders of Xuan Ming.

I only heard the deer stick guest praise: "The master is really clever, and this trick makes it not wrong." ”

Zhao Min practiced again and again, each time he poked the tip of the sword under Mahapasi's armpit, although the sword was a wooden sword, but it poked it heavily, and every time it poked in the same part, it must have been quite painful. Mahabas concentrated on feeding her, without the slightest hint of resentment or evasion. She practiced these tricks, and then asked Wen Wo'er to come out and try how He Taichong defeated his swordsmanship. Following Zhao Min and Heilin Bowl to feed the moves, he hesitated a little when he made the last few moves, and asked, "Mr. Deer Stick, is this the case?" ”

The deer sticker groaned and didn't answer, turned his head and said, "Brother Crane, have you seen it clearly?" ”

A voice in the corner on the left said, "Master Ku must remember it more clearly." ”

Zhao Min smiled and said, "Master Ku, please give me some advice." ”

I saw a long-haired shawl head walking over on the right, with a burly figure, and his face was full of scars, and his appearance was completely unrecognizable. His hair was reddish-brown, and he was not from Middle-earth. Without saying a word, he took the wooden sword in Zhao Min's hand, brushed the sword, and then attacked the Black Forest Bowl, using the Kunlun faction swordsmanship.

Wang Wei knew that this Kutoutuo, known as the "Master of Bitterness", was Fan Yao, the long-missing right envoy of the Ming Sect.

At that time, Yang Dingtian suddenly disappeared, and the masters of the Ming Sect fought for the position of the sect leader, and they did not fight each other, so that they were torn apart. Fan Yao had no intention of fighting for the sect leader, nor did he want to get involved in the whirlpool, so he avoided it from a distance, and was afraid that he would be bumped into by the brothers in the sect, so he disguised himself and roamed around, but he was also at ease.

One day, he happened to see Cheng Kun and the guards of the Ruyang palace discussing something unfavorable to Mingjiao. In order to find out the details, he gritted his teeth and ruined his appearance, and even dyed his hair with drugs, pretended to be a hair-leading leader, and threw himself into the Ruyang Palace.

I saw that Fan Yao imitated He Taichong's sword moves, and he didn't use any internal force at all, but the black forest bowl man did it with all his might, and when he was in the middle of the fight, he swept with his staff, and the red candles that were lit after the right side of the hall were extinguished suddenly went out again. He Taichong had no dodge in this move, and was forced to block the iron rod with the wooden sword, so he broke the sword and was defeated, but Fan Yao's wooden sword turned sharply and slashed out lightly, like a light swallow skimming the water and cutting it against the iron staff. The fingers of the black forest bowl man holding the staff were cut by the wooden sword, and the acupoint at the tiger's mouth was sour and numb, and he couldn't hold it when he landed.

The black forest bowl man's face was flushed, knowing that if this wooden sword was replaced with a sharp sword, his eight fingers would have already been cut off, and he bowed down and said, "Obey, obey!" Leaning down and picking up the iron staff. Fan Yao held the wooden sword in both hands and handed it to Zhao Min.

Zhao Min said with a smile: "Master Ku, the last move is exquisite, is it also the swordsmanship of the Kunlun faction?" ”

Fan Yao shook his head.

When Fan Yao entered the house, he was afraid that after a long time, he would show his feet in his daily speech, so he pretended to be dumb, did not say a word for more than ten years, and relied on writing and body language to communicate with people.

Zhao Min said again; "No wonder He Taichong can't, Master Ku, you teach me."

Fan Yao competed with his sword empty-handed. Zhao Min did so with his sword. After practicing for the third time, Kutoutuo's actions were like electricity, and she was already incredibly fast, and Zhao Min couldn't keep up, but although her sword moves were slow, she was still the same, and she was not happy at all. Kutouta turned over, threw his hands forward, and stopped moving.

This trick is very skillful, Zhao Min has a limited foundation and can't understand it for a while, he looked sideways at Fan Yao's posture, thought about it, realized it, and said: "Ah, Master Ku, if you have a blade in your hand, a staff has hit my arm." How to resolve this trick? ”

Fan Yao made a gesture with his backhand, grabbed the iron staff, flew out with his left foot, raised his head, and showed that he had taken the enemy's iron rod, and kicked the person away at the same time. These few strokes seem to be clumsy and ingenious, but they are extremely strong and fierce outer door kung fu.

Zhao Min smiled and said, "Good master, teach me quickly." "The expression is delicate and charming.

Fan Yao made two gestures, but it was a sign that she didn't have enough internal skills and couldn't learn, and then turned around and walked away, ignoring her no more.

Seeing that Fan Yao refused to teach again, Zhao Min smiled slightly, and was not angry, and said, "Call Chang Jingzhi of the Kongtong faction." ”

After a short time, a tall and thin old man was escorted into the temple. He is Chang Jingzhi, who ranks fourth among the five elders of Kongtong.

The deerstick sent three more men to fight him. Chang Jingzhi refused to suffer on the blade, competed empty-handed, won two games first, and on the third game, the opponent urged the internal force, Chang Jingzhi was unable to resist, and a finger was cut off.

Zhao Min practiced Chang Jingzhi's boxing technique for a while under the guidance of Lu Zhuke, and recruited a Shaolin monk with the law name "Yuanyin", and after a competition, he also cut off one of his fingers.

After practicing Shaolin kung fu again, Zhao Min said: "Let's go here today first, and then practice again tomorrow." With that, she turned and walked out of the main hall.

Wang Jian tightened his figure to the corner, and saw that although Zhao Min came out, in addition to Lu Zhuke and Fan Yao, there was also a tall and thin old man and a middle-aged Taoist priest. Combined with the content of the book, Wang Jian guessed that the tall and thin old man should be Hebi Weng, who was one of the two elders of Xuanming and Lu Zhuke. But who the middle-aged Taoist priest was, Wang Ji couldn't think of it.

After the five people walked away, Wang Ji came out of the corner of the wall, turned around the temple a few more times, and saw that the sky was about to dawn, so he went out of the temple and returned to the inn.