As Yin Zhiping expected, the previous thieves were only a small part, not most of the enemy. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

When most of the enemy attacked Chongyang Palace from all directions, according to Yin Zhiping's orders, the Quanzhen Taoist priests who were in various parts formed a Beidou formation in groups of seven to resist hundreds of enemies.

These enemies are tall and short, fat or thin, martial arts factions, different dresses, or blades, or flesh palms, and are swooping down on the Beidou Array from all directions.

It seems that these people's martial arts are not weak, and the number of people is numerous, and the Quanzhen group has fallen behind.

But the enemy is fighting on its own, but the Beidou Array echoes each other, guarding it tightly, and although the enemy is strong, he can resist it.

Yin Zhiping, Guo Jing, Yang Guo, and Tang Xiu have already come to the main hall of Chongyang Palace.

I could only hear the whirring wind in the temple, and some people were fighting.

More than ten giant candles are lit brightly on the main hall, illuminating the situation in the field clearly.

I saw seven futons lined up in the hall, and seven Taoists sat cross-legged, their left palms connected, each with their right palms, resisting the siege of more than ten people around them.

It is the Seven Sons of Quanzhen.

The seven people formed a Beidou array according to the Tianshu and even the shaking light, sitting upright.

After Yin Zhiping, Guo Jing, Yang Guo, and Tang Xiu arrived, Guo Jing saw that Ma Yu and the others were in a critical situation, and the blood in his chest was about to rise, no matter who the enemy was, his tongue bloomed with spring thunder, and he opened his mouth and shouted: "Bold thief, dare to come to Chongyang Palace to spread wild?"

With both hands outstretched, he had already grabbed the vests of the two enemies, and was about to fall out, but he knew that both of them were good hands, and their feet were firmly nailed to the ground, and they couldn't move.

The person who can besiege the seven sons of Quanzhen, how can he be a mediocre hand?

Although he is a master, he is still a lot worse than Guo Jing, a top master.

Guo Jing suddenly let go and swept away with his feet. The two of them were making the jack fall kung fu against his hand, but he didn't expect him to change his tricks, and under this sweep, he took off and broke out of the door.

The enemy was shocked when he saw the opponent's sudden master, but he didn't care about the chance of winning, and two people had already pounced and asked, "Who is it?"

Guo Jing ignored it, "whirring" twice, and slapped out with both palms.

The two of them had not yet gotten close, and they had been shocked by the power of his eighteen palms, and they couldn't stand on their feet, and they soared twice, their vests hit the wall, and their mouths spurted blood.

The rest of the enemies couldn't help but be shocked when they saw that he had wounded four people in a row, and no one dared to come forward to fight for a while.

As soon as Ma Yu, Qiu Chuji, and Wang Chuji recognized him, they were overjoyed, and secretly said: "As soon as this person arrives, I will teach you without worry!"

Guo Jing didn't take the enemy in his eyes, knelt down and kowtowed to Ma Yu and the others, and said, "Disciple Guo Jing to meet you." ”

Ma Yu, Qiu Chuji, and Wang Chuyi smiled and nodded, and raised their hands to return the salute.

Yin Zhiping also stepped forward to pay a visit and reported the situation outside, although the thieves were numerous, they were all good players. But he had already sat down and arranged it in advance, and all the disciples of the Quanzhen Sect could resist it.

Seeing that Yin Zhiping was calm, well-arranged, and had the style of a general, the seven sons of Quanzhen bowed slightly, and they were very satisfied.

At this time, Guo Jing suddenly shouted: "Be careful!"

The words are full of concern.

But it was the thieves who took advantage of them to catch up with the old days, saw Yang Guo and Tang Xiu, two children, and suddenly launched a secret attack, wanting to take them hostage.

Tang Xiu snorted lightly, his footsteps moved sideways, and he blocked in front of Yang Guo, reaching out and pointing two fingers. With his current martial arts, let alone these martial arts masters, even Guo Jing is under his hands, and it is difficult to get by with a few moves.

Before everyone could see it clearly, the two who attacked Tang Xiu and Yang Guo had already snorted and fell to the ground.

Seeing this scene, except for Guo Jing and Yang Guo, who had seen Tang Xiu's martial arts, everyone's eyes widened, full of disbelief.

Yin Zhiping was even more so, looking at Tang Xiu with shock, I don't know where this thirteen or fourteen-year-old doll came from when she fell to the ground?

There is no such number one person in "The Condor Heroes"!

Ma Yu was also very shocked, looked at Guo Jing again, smiled slightly, and said: "Jing'er, please get up, I haven't seen you for more than ten years, you have made great progress in kung fu!"

Before, Guo Jing even injured and killed people in an instant, and he saw it in his eyes.

If it is said that Huashan discussed the sword more than ten years ago, Guo Jing had hundreds of moves with them because Hong Qigong, Huang Laoxie and others deliberately released water. Now, martial arts have really caught up with Hong Qigong, Huang Laoxie and others, and they are the top masters in the world.

After all, although Guo Jing had sucked snake blood at that time, and cultivated the Nine Yin True Scripture, his skills had improved greatly, but after all, the time was still short.

Guo Jing stood up, smiled modestly, and said, "How can these people be dispatched, but by the orders of the Taoist chief." ”

Ma Yu hadn't answered yet, but he heard two people behind him laugh at the same time, and the laughter was quite weird.

These two people, one wearing a red robe and a golden crown, described as thin, and was a middle-aged Tibetan monk.

The other was dressed in a light yellow brocade robe, holding a folding fan, dressed as a noble son, about thirty years old, with a proud look on his face.

Guo Jing saw that the two of them had a calm demeanor, which was very different from the remaining enemies, and had already guessed that it was Huo Du and Darba in Yin Zhiping's mouth.

He didn't dare to be contemptuous, and clenched his fists and said, "Who are the two of you?

The noble boy said, "Who are you, what are you doing here?" The accent is not pure, and it is obviously not from the Middle-earth clan.

Guo Jing said: "Here are the disciples of these teachers. ”

The noble prince sneered: "I can't see that there are such characters in the Quanzhen Sect. ”

He is a few years younger than Guo Jing, but he speaks old-fashioned and arrogant.

Guo Jing originally wanted to distinguish that he was not a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, but when he heard his frivolous words, he felt a slight anger in his heart, and he was not good at speaking, so he didn't say much, and only said: "What kind of grudge do you two have with the Quanzhen Sect?

The noble prince sneered: "You are a junior of the Quanzhen Sect, and you are not allowed to talk here." ”

Guo Jing said: "You are so nonsense, it is too arrogant. ”

The noble boy folded the fan and opened it, stepped forward, and said with a smile: "These friends are all brought by me, as long as you can catch me thirty moves, how about I spare this group of bull-nosed veterans?"

Seeing that the situation was critical, Guo Jing didn't want to say more, his right hand reached out, grabbed him and folded the fan into his arms, if he didn't let go of the fan, he would pull him over.

Under a pull, the boy's body shook a few times, and the folding fan did not take off.

Guo Jing was slightly surprised: "This person is not very old, he can actually withstand my pull, his internal strength seems to be similar to the Tibetan monk Lingzhi Master's portal, but he is far more clever and flexible than the Lingzhi Master, and he is also a sect of Esoteric Buddhism." The bones of his fan were made of steel, and it turned out to be a blade. ”

Immediately, he strengthened his hands and shouted, "Let go!"

A layer of purple qi suddenly appeared on the child's face, but it subsided in an instant.

Guo Jing knew that he was in a hurry to resist with his internal strength, and if he strengthened himself at this time, as long as his face showed purple qi three times, his internal organs would be seriously injured, thinking that it was not easy for this person to practice such kung fu, and he didn't want to hurt him with heavy hands, so he smiled slightly and suddenly opened his palm.

The folding fan was placed flat in the palm of his hand, and the son's strength was not gone, Guo Jing's palm power was transmitted from the folding fan to the opponent's hand, and it turned into a push, and the boy stood unsteadily, and his body wanted to fly backwards.

If Guo Jing's palm is a little stronger, the son will definitely raise the sky and make a big fall, but Guo Jing let go at this time. The boy knew in his heart that the other party's martial arts were far superior to his own, so in order to save his face, he didn't push himself, jumped away with his hand, his face was flushed, and said: "Please ask Your Excellency to respect your name." ”

The tone was already very polite.

Guo Jing said: "It is not enough to worry about the name of the lowly, here Ma Zhenren, Qiu Zhenren, and Wang Zhenren are all teachers under him." ”

Tang Xiu saw that Guo Jing was merciful to the enemy, although he admired Guo Jing's personality, he also secretly shook his head, which was too stupid and pedantic.

Yin Zhiping, the crossing criminal, thought the same thing and shook his head secretly.