A gust of wind swept up the ground, carrying rolling sand and stones, and the ground became a mess, as if it had passed through a natural and man-made disaster.

Looking at the power of his eighteen palms of dragon descending, Zhang Wuji couldn't help but be stunned, this eighteen palms of dragon descending is really infinitely powerful! I think it is the combination of the Eighteen Palms of the Eighteen Palms of the Absolute Dragon and the Nine Yang True Qi of the Extreme Yang that will cause such an effect! Now it seems that this Jiuyang Sutra is simply a specially tailored internal power method for the eighteen palms of the dragon, the eighteen palms of the dragon are extremely consuming of internal force, but the Jiuyang magic can provide a steady stream of internal force for people, one is the most rigid, one is the yang, this is the first palm method in the world!

Zhao Min was stunned on the sidelines, since he met Zhang Wuji, the martial arts he has been using have always been elegant and chic, and now this palm technique actually contains such a strong masculinity, domineering moves, and powerful power.

Zhang Wuji saw that the power of the eighteen palms of the dragon descending was so strong, his hands were itchy for a while, and he planned to continue to use a few palms, but seeing that the two of them were in the middle of the mountain stream, the mountain walls on both sides were still trembling after the repentance of the dragon just now, and then looked at Zhao Min's resentful expression, forget it, in case the mountain road collapses, it is still himself who is unlucky.

Thinking about it, he stupidly put away his right palm, which was ready to go.

..................

On this day, the two finally stepped into the territory of Tubo, and there was an inn within a radius of dozens of miles, and the two immediately lived in the store.

"Yo, this son, young lady, are you two sharp-eyed or staying in the hotel?" Xiao Er saw the two of them and immediately came up to greet them, but his eyes skimmed the burden of the two of them from time to time, and at the same time peeked at Zhao Min, a trace of greed flashed in his eyes, but he covered it up well, and then flashed.

But what kind of character is Zhang Wuji, the demeanor of this shopkeeper is noticed by himself, Zhang Wuji sneered in his heart, dare to stretch his claws to me, can he get tired of it?

immediately responded quietly, "Stay in a hotel, a room!" ”

"Okay, shopkeeper, come to life, two distinguished guests!"

Then, a middle-aged man with thief eyebrows and rat-eyed eyes appeared in front of the two of them, "Okay, two distinguished guests and go upstairs to rest, this is to boil water and cook rice for the two of you." ”

At this time, Zhao Min didn't notice it at all, dragged Zhang Wuji to the room, and after entering the door, he directly closed the door with his backhand, and there was nothing to see outside.

Inside the house, Zhang Wuji looked at Zhao Min and couldn't help but tease, "Minmin, rest so early today?" ”

Zhao Min glanced outside the house, then looked back at Zhang Wuji and said, "This shop is a black shop." ”

"When we came in just now, did you see the shopkeeper's hands, there are a lot of calluses on them, obviously only people who practice martial arts will have, if he is left by doing chores all year round, the shopkeeper is even more strange, as the shopkeeper, there are calluses on his hands, it is enough to show that the two of them have a problem, besides, since we entered the store, they have looked at our burden from time to time, and the greed in their eyes is very obvious."

Zhao Min continued, "Besides, how can there be only two people in an inn in Nuoda? ”

"This inn is too quiet, in short, it feels very bad, we still have to be careful, this is on the border of the two places, the defense is negligent, this kind of problem is also very common!"

Ke Zhang Wuji listened to Zhao Min's analysis, and couldn't help but be dumbfounded, the reason why he could see it was because he had high strength and excellent eyesight, but Zhao Min saw so many loopholes just by relying on his own analysis, should I say it or not, I still can't compare to Zhao Min's talent!

Zhang Wuji nodded in agreement, in fact, he didn't care at all, after all, he had practiced the Jiuyang Divine Skill and taken the Manggu Zhu Clam, and he was already invulnerable to all poisons, and even his own blood could cure all kinds of poisons. So, he didn't care at all that they used poison on himself.

"Master, are you sharpening, or are you staying in a hotel?"

"Poor road stay!"

An old but powerful voice appeared downstairs talking to the previous shopkeeper.

Zhang Wuji was curious, and looked downstairs, only to see that the other party was an old Taoist, sloppy and thin, but he was a crane with a childish face, and he couldn't tell the age of this person, but what made Zhang Wuji even more amazed was that the breath on this old Taoist body was almost the same as his master Zhang Sanfeng, back to the basics, but one was bright and bright, the other was vicious and ruthless, it was completely two extremes, and even he could see through the true strength of this Taoist!

Sure enough, he is not the best in the world, and Zhang Wuji feels difficult to cope with just by dealing with this old way in front of him.

At this time, the Taoist priest glanced up at Zhang Wuji, and suddenly Zhang Wuji felt unprecedented pressure, as if to warn himself, young man, it is rude to snoop on others casually.

With just one glance, Zhang Wuji concluded that he was not an opponent, but should be a master of his master's generation. Now it seems that it was Master Tai who restrained his breath at the beginning, but he still thought that he was strong enough, which is really ridiculous!

Hey, try to keep a low profile so you don't get yourself in trouble! Zhang Wuji felt a sense of grievance for the first time since his debut, and he actually lost his temper in front of a sloppy old man.

"Knock knock!" The door rang,

"Guest officer, this is the water that has been boiled and the food prepared for you."

Zhang Wuji opened the door and took over the things, and didn't pay any more attention to this little er, and closed the door easily.

That little second didn't please him, and he didn't bother himself.

............

It was night, and the inn was very quiet, except for the sound of sharpening knives in the kitchen.

"Big brother, there are two groups of people here today, the man and the woman look extremely rich, I think there should be a lot of oil and water on my body, and that little lady is the best in the world, if our brother can enjoy it, it will let me live ten years less, I am also willing!"

"So what? Then we will leave that woman behind, not at the mercy of our brothers..."

"As for that old Taoist priest, I think there should be nothing to kill!"

"Assert ......"

The sinister laughter of the two echoed throughout the room.

In the dark room, the two thieves walked into the Taoist priest's room in the dark, and it was unlucky to say that the two wanted to kill this useless old Taoist priest first, and then go to Zhang Wuji and Zhao Min to search for oil and water and kidnap the little beauty, but after thousands of calculations, the two still didn't calculate, and the two of them chose a hard stubble.

The two tiptoed into Lao Dao's room, found the Taoist priest's bed, and slashed it over. According to the two of them, the Hundred Damage Dao people should have died at this time, but the strange thing was that they didn't hear the sound of flesh and blood, and both of them felt strange.

"Hey, big brother, you are just suspicious, we have taken so many Mongolian and Chinese medicines in our meals, how can they wake up? Maybe it's because of this old man's skin, so there is no sound..."

The two didn't hesitate, then turned around and walked towards the outside of the house, wanting to kill Zhang Wuji, when an old voice came from behind them, "Immeasurable Tianzun!" ”

"Poor Dao, please donor to die!"

The two of them turned around in an instant, looked at Lao Dao in disbelief, and then turned into ice sculptures, and the artwork was generally placed in place, during which Lao Dao did not move.

The next day, the sun rose, and the two ice sculptures had already melted into a pool of blood under the sun's rays.