"Desert?" It seems that the master is preparing to go to Mongolia to see how Guo Daxia's character and martial arts are taught by the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan.

"Sixteen years ago, your Uncle Qiu met two friends in Niujia Village, Lin'an Prefecture, Jiangnan in order to chase and kill the traitor Wang Daoqian, these two people are loyal and good, one is the descendant of the Yang family, named Yang Tiexin, and the other is the descendant of "Sai Rengui" Guo Sheng, named Guo Xiaotian....." Immediately, Ma Yu told Zhanchen about the competition between Qiu Chuji and the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan, and at the end he did not forget to stroke his beard and said with admiration: "The Seven Heroes of Jiangnan are really a model of chivalry in our generation, which is really admirable!" ”

These things, Zhanchen, who has seen the Condor Shooting, knows even more clearly than Ma Yu, but I have to say that although the martial arts of the Jiangnan Seven Monsters are not high, but in terms of chivalry, the Jiangnan Seven Monsters are definitely top-notch, no matter who the opponent is, as long as they encounter injustices, they dare to step forward and take care of them. This point, even Hong Qigong can't compare, for example, Ouyang Ke, even if it is a northern beggar, he can only teach a lesson in the face of the West Poison, instead of taking his life, the Jiangnan Seven Monsters with low martial arts have abolished Ouyang Ke a finger, even Zhanchen admires this very much, and in a different place, Zhanchen can't ignore the West Poison and kill Ouyang Ke directly.

"So Master wants to go to the Mongolian desert to see how the character and martial arts of the descendants of the Guo family are, and if he has good character, he wants to help him?" Zhanchen asked.

"Not bad!" Ma Yu nodded and continued: "In the end, it is after Zhongliang, and besides, it is your Uncle Qiu who is sorry for others!" ”

Half a month later, in the Mongolian desert, under a cliff outside the Temujin tribe, many Mongolians gathered, watching the fierce battle between the black eagle group and a pair of white eagles in the sky, and there were many discussions.

The pair of white eagles do not know what kind of alien species, the body size is several times larger than the ordinary black eagles, fierce and abnormal, under the joint efforts of the two eagles, although the enemy is outnumbered, but also the black eagle group is defeated and retreated, until the black eagle group uses the strategy of diverting the tiger from the mountain, this will kill a white eagle, and at this time, the Mongolian army under the cliff also began to bend the bow and arrow to shoot the black eagle, for a time the black eagle group shot extremely panicked.

In order to avoid the rain of arrows, the black eagle group had to flutter its wings and fly high, towards the distance, at this moment, a Mongolian boy galloped from the team, towards the distant eagle group, this young man is about fourteen or fifteen years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, the appearance is a little simple, wooden, but this horse-riding skill is indeed extraordinary.

When the young man chased his horse to the top of a small hill, he immediately tightened the reins, so that when the horse sat down and stood upright, the young man also jumped up from the saddle, stepped on the horse's head with his left foot, stepped on the saddle with his right foot, drew his bow and arrows in one go, and with the neighing of the horse, the feathered arrows in his hand shot towards the black eagle in the air.

Accompanied by two terrible carvings, it was a double eagle with one stone, and the onlookers applauded, and then, the young man dedicated the double eagle to the leader, and after another commotion, the Mongolian leader took the team back to the camp, and after everyone dispersed, only the young man and a Mongolian girl with a delicate face and gorgeous clothes were here.

Not long after, the other white eagle who was led away came back to see that his partner was killed and crashed into the cliff martyrdom, the wooden boy was practicing swords at this time, and the girl was looking at the pair of white eagle birds on the cliff and didn't know what to do, a loud voice sounded behind the two of them: "Respectable! Respectable! The two little white eagles died of their father, what should they do on this? ”

The pair of young men and girls turned their heads to look, I don't know when two people came, the old man is about fifty years old, with a kind face, wearing a robe, holding a whisk, and carrying a long sword behind his back, the younger one is only fifteen or sixteen years old, although his face is not outstanding, but his temperament is out of the dust, these two people are Ma Yu Zhanchen's two masters and apprentices, and it is Ma Yu who speaks.

The girl was a Mongolian nobleman who could not understand Chinese, and the young man looked at the towering cliff and said, "Unless you have wings and fly up, you can save the eagle!" ”

After that, he picked up the long sword in his hand again and practiced, but one of the simple moves in the Yue Nu swordsmanship, the "branch striking the white ape", practiced for a long time, but he couldn't practice it well.

"Brother, according to your practice method, it will be in vain to practice for a hundred years!" An easy-going voice rang in the ears of this wooden boy!

"What?" Without waiting for the young man's reaction, Zhanchen's figure suddenly stepped forward, snatched the long sword from the young man's hand with his empty hand into the white blade, and then jumped up, instantly pulling out six or seven flat flowers in the air and then landing gently.