After a few more days, Jing Zhou waited for Wei Yixiao and Leng Qian, Zhou Dian, and these scattered people.

These people came together, except for the old bat who wanted to cure the disease, the other people all had thoughts to see how the young man who was admired in Monk Peng's letter was.

The people below had already reported, Jing Zhou, Yang Xiao, and Monk Peng were waiting in the main hall, and after a while, they saw a cyan figure taking the lead, like a puff of light smoke, more than ten zhang away, and flew over in the blink of an eye.

Yang Xiao, as the left envoy of light, immediately explained to Jing Zhou: "This is the Guardian Dharma King Blue Winged Bat King. ”

When Monk Peng saw Wei Yixiao, he also laughed and said, "Haha, the Bat King is so light!" ”

Jing Zhou knew that this was Wei Yixiao, so he nodded and smiled at him, and let him look at himself.

After a while, he said, "Have you seen enough of the Bat King?" ”

Anyone who is stared at by an old man from the beginning to the end will not feel comfortable, besides, this old man still looks obscene, no wonder he has won the title of the Blue Winged Bat King, not the White Crane King or the Dapeng King.

If he hadn't known that this old bat was his own, Jing Zhou would have kicked him over and given him plastic surgery.

The old bat wanted to see if the person whom Monk Peng highly respected in the letter really had three heads and six arms, but he didn't expect it to be a noble son. Looking at the appearance of the son, he was more handsome than the two envoys of the bright left and right back then, and Yang Xiao was far worse than the son back then, both in temperament and appearance. ”

This Wei Yixiao has always been at odds with Yang Xiao, and now when he speaks, he does not forget to belittle Yang Xiao by the way.

Wei Yixiao is an old man, and he speaks smoothly, which is an outlier in this group of upright Mingjiao men. He knew that Jing Zhou was very likely to be the leader of the Ming Sect in the future, and he would also pick up good words.

"Hmph, Yang is naturally not as good as Gongzi, but he is thousands of times stronger than you, a stinky bat."

"Hahaha, now the old bat finds that your Yang Xiao's best thing should be fart, it's really a stinky fart, a fart doesn't stink!"

As soon as Wei Yi finished speaking, the four of them rushed in.

Jing Zhou saw that everyone had arrived, so he spoke: "In this case, is it okay to heal the Bat King first?" ”

Wei Yixiao came here to cure the disease, although he didn't know if the person in front of him could cure himself, but this was not procrastinating, and then helping him to treat made Wei Yixiao extremely satisfied.

"Shaoxia not only looks like a jade tree in the wind, but also speaks reasonably, if Shaoxia can cure me of this cold poison, I will be driven by Shaoxia in the future."

This cold poison was caused by Wei Yixiao's practice of cold ice palms, and he had suffered from it for many years.

It's just that he has profound skills and can suppress this cold poison, unlike Zhang Wuji, who has the worries of life. Even so, after every exercise, you have to suck blood, otherwise you will get chills, your blood will freeze into ice, and you will die of poison.

Although he has been alive all these years, he is not a human or a ghost, life is better than death, a big living person, who wants to suck blood!

If Jingzhou can cure this disease, it will be no less than the grace of reinvention for Jean.

The five scattered people also nodded in agreement:

"What the young man said is extremely true!"

"In this case, please ask the young man to treat this old bat first."

"I'm in trouble."

Jing Zhou asked, and seeing that a few people were meaningless, he walked to Wei Yixiao's side, sat on the ground with Wei Yixiao, and then put a palm against his back, transporting Jiuyang's internal force to help him get rid of the cold poison.

This cold poison is helpless for others, and for him, it is just a period of luck.

As soon as Jingzhou's internal force entered Wei Yixiao's body, the old bat felt that his body seemed to be soaked in a hot spring, his whole body was warm, and he couldn't help but let out a moan comfortably, but it didn't take long for him to feel that the internal force entering his body was like a flood that broke the embankment, and where he passed, it seemed to be burning, and after a while, he was red all over his body, and his face was sweating profusely.

Originally, as if he had reached an orgasm, his face became heavy, and he gradually showed a painful look.

After a while, they saw a puff of white smoke rising above Wei Yixiao's head, and everyone knew that it was a person with good kung fu who had run his internal force to the extreme.

Zhou Dian, I can't say that a few people haven't seen Jing Zhou's kung fu, but looking at the strong internal force he showed when he dispelled the cold poison for Wei Yixiao, he knew that he was definitely not his opponent.

I don't know how much more of this majestic internal force than theirs.

They had also used their internal strength to help Wei Yixiao suppress the cold poison before, but as soon as they touched Wei Yixiao, they felt as if they had touched a piece of cold ice in their hands, and even they were uncomfortable.

And Jing Zhou helped Wei Yixiao to force the cold poison for so long, but his face did not change by half a point.

More and more cold air was forced out of Wei Yixiao's body, causing the temperature in the hall to drop sharply by three points, even if everyone had internal strength to protect their bodies, they all felt a burst of coldness.

Suddenly, Wei Yi opened his mouth and coughed, spitting out a piece of frozen black blood, and then his face stretched out, with a hint of a smile on his face.

"Old bat, you've really been cured!"

I can't say that the monk took the lead in speaking, and his face was happy. He has the best relationship with Wei Yixiao, which is a friend of life and death, because of his old friend's illness, he also runs errands.

As Jing Zhou finished his work, Wei Yixiao stood up, first saluted this Jing Zhou, and then haha: "It's so fucking comfortable, this cold poison has really been removed, and Lao Tzu will never have to drink blood in the future!" ”

After this cold poison was removed, he didn't have to use internal force to suppress it at all times, and his martial arts were three points better than before. The person was in good spirits and his face was full of joy.

In this way, it seems that another marriage will be arranged for him, and he can press the begonia with a pear flower.

"I don't know what kind of realm the young man's kung fu has reached?"

It was Mr. Leng Qian who spoke out.

You must know that Wei Yixiao's illness is helpless when Yang Dingtian is there, could it be that this young man's martial arts have surpassed Yang Dingtian? Several other people were also curious, looking at Jing Zhou, wanting to know how far the person in front of them had practiced martial arts.

"I was lucky enough to break through the first-class realm not long ago and reached the top of the list."

"The best master!" Several people were startled at first, and then opened their mouths in admiration.

There are only a few top masters in this river and lake, all of them are less than a palm, and the previous sect leader Yang Dingtian is this realm!

Feeling that a few people's hearts seemed to be hot, Jing Zhou proposed: "How about I wait for a few people to have a discussion?" ”

The five of them looked at each other and said, "Then I'll be offended!" ”

Wei Yixiao leaned on Jing Zhou's closer, and picked up the cold ice cotton palm and attacked Jing Zhou's back, only to see that the cold air was all over his fingers, and the whole palm seemed to be frozen. For so many years, this was the first time he had used the Ice Sponge Palm with all his might, and with one palm, the cold palm wind seemed to freeze even the air.

I can't say how many people are too, each of them used their best kung fu to call around Jingzhou, and these five people actually wanted to join forces to besiege Jingzhou.

They also knew that one person alone was not the opponent of the young man in front of them, and for this person who was about to become the sect leader, several of them also wanted to see the new sect leader's hard work.

Several people shot at the same time, although the momentum was big, but it was not too much of a threat to Jing Zhou, I saw him use his fists and feet together, or claws or fingers, or palms or fists, to dissolve the offensive of the five people one by one...