Chapter Twenty-Four: The Real Man of Longhu Mountain

Yang Xiaojun and Ouyang Wentao completely understood their situation at this time, the person opposite was going to solve them and then absorb their abilities, and from the other party's tone, Yang Xiaojun felt that the other party didn't take the two of them in his eyes at all. At this time, Ouyang Wentao also had a trace of despair, but he was still unwilling to become someone else's nourishment so inexplicably, so he said: "We came out this time to investigate the cultivator in the baby transaction case, and I can't smell the kind of pill you have taken from your smell, so you should have misunderstood." We scanned the surroundings with our mental power just to find out the people who practiced the special function, but we didn't expect to disturb your cultivation, I'm really embarrassed. ”

"Hahahaha...... that's even more right, it's just that that kind of low-level elixir is of no use to me, your special smell recognition ability is something I've always been curious about, take this opportunity to study it carefully, and let people cooperate to bring you here." My purpose is different from that of those people, but I also belong to the cultivator you are looking for, and it is weighty enough, depending on whether you have the ability to bring me back to ask for merit. The man in the shirt laughed.

"In this case, I hope that the seniors will report the name, and let the juniors know which master they are defeated" Ouyang Wentao has already made a final fight.

"You guys are not worthy of my name, wait until I absorb the energy of the two of you, I'll tell you" After finishing speaking, the man in the shirt swooped in front of Ouyang Wentao, grabbed the top of Ouyang Wentao's head with his left hand, and slapped his right hand in the direction of Yang Xiaojun.

Yang Xiaojun stabbed the opponent's armpit with the bronze dagger in his hand at the same time as the shirt man attacked, and felt the opponent's fierce palm wind attacking, and dodged on one side, and at the same time, the dagger in his right hand also changed direction, and aimed it at the opponent's throat. The man in the shirt obviously didn't expect Yang Xiaojun to be able to dodge his attack and use such a threatening move, grabbing Ouyang Wentao's left hand and hurriedly retracting it, grabbing Yang Xiaojun's arm.

While Ouyang Wentao blocked the top of his head with his right hand, he also stabbed the shirt man in the chest with a dagger with his left hand, and he made a move that ended in the same end. However, due to Yang Xiaojun's attack, the other party was a little caught off guard, and he used a desperate posture, when the dagger approached the shirt man's chest, the shirt man waved his right hand and lay his body backwards, defusing the attack of the two. But Yang Xiaojun's right foot had already kicked to the crotch while the opponent was dodging, and Ouyang Wentao obviously didn't expect a fatal blow, and kicked the opponent's lower plate with his foot while the opponent's body leaned back, and the man in the shirt reacted quickly, and the half-lying body turned in the opposite direction while the action was not completely completed, although he dodged the fatal attack, but the calf on the buttocks was kicked heavily by the two at the same time, these two kicks did not constitute a little damage to him, but the appearance was indeed very embarrassing.

"I didn't expect to have two more moments, underestimating you." The man in the shirt stared at Yang Xiaojun viciously. Obviously, he only regarded Ouyang Wentao as a prey at first, and felt that Yang Xiaojun was a dispensable character, and he hit the side with a slap. I didn't expect to almost hurt myself by this inconspicuous little person.

The man in the shirt looked at the two with a solemn expression at this time, Yang Xiaojun didn't wait for him to make another move, and took the initiative to wave the dagger and use his best Yanqing fist move to attack the opponent's whole body. Ouyang Wentao waited for the opportunity to assist, interfering with the attack of the man in the shirt from time to time. After a few minutes, the man in the shirt was not as calm as he was at the beginning, because Yang Xiaojun's martial arts skills were practiced since he was a child, and with the cultivation of his mental power in the past few years, he had made a qualitative leap in speed and strength. Besides, this kind of way of not using spells, just hand-to-hand combat is the worst for the shirt man, attacking the enemy's strength with his own short, even if his strength is much higher than Yang Xiaojun, he is forced to jump up and down, and the shirt on his body is cut into strips of cloth by the dagger.

The man in the shirt was obviously enraged, and after he dodged the joint attack of the two in a very embarrassed way, he saw the opportunity to slap the two of them fiercely, and a backward roll floated to three meters away. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Ouyang Wentao give Yang Xiaojun a look, and the two turned around and ran.

The man in the shirt obviously couldn't let these two young people who didn't talk about martial arts succeed, he was relieved when he saw that the other party began to run away, it seemed that there was a distance of more than ten meters, but he never gave up, the two ran very embarrassed, and the man in the shirt looked relatively calm in the back. At this time, Yang Xiaojun felt that this was definitely not the way, and it was better to fight to the death than to be so tired and unable to get rid of the other party. He and Ouyang Wentao said: "The main target of the other party is you, I will pester him for a while, and you will find an opportunity to call for help"

Ouyang Wentao said: "It's useless to ask for help, no one here in Guangdong is his opponent, unless my master and uncle come at this level." Besides, didn't you notice that the space around us was blocked off by that guy? The phone call didn't go out at all. ”

"Then what should I do, I was tired to death by him like this, it is better to fight to the death. How long did it take for you, Master, to receive the message and feel that they were here? Yang Xiaojun asked as he ran.

"It will take me five minutes to run out of his blockade circle, and my master will be able to appear if they cast a spell for ten minutes," Ouyang Wentao replied.

"That's it, I'll pester him, you wait for the opportunity to escape" Yang Xiaojun didn't wait for Ouyang Wentao to answer at this time, he stopped panting, and looked at the man in the shirt who was floating over, and now he should be called the cloth man. Ouyang Wentao ignored Yang Xiaojun and continued to run forward.

The cloth man also saw their plan, and said with a sneer: "This little trick wants to escape from me? You underestimate me." As he spoke, he took out a few order flags from the Qiankun bag and threw them into the air, and Ouyang Wentao in front of him was bounced back as if he had touched a stone wall.

"Run, why don't you run?" The cloth strip man said with a playful expression.

"I know who you are. You are the true person of the Heavenly Master Dao of Dragon and Tiger Mountain," Ouyang Wentao said as he gasped.

"What's the use of knowing. I can't talk about real people, and now I've been removed from Longhu Mountain, I'm a free and scattered person, and I won't be bound by those rules in the future. Mochizuki said coldly.

"Uncle Mochizuki, you are a generation of grandmasters, and you are one of the top young masters in the world, how can you be willing to degenerate, go against the government, and find trouble for us juniors, I really don't understand." Ouyang Wentao asked with some curiosity while procrastinating for time.

"I know you're trying to stall, but what's the use. I trapped you here for ten days and half a month, and no one may know, but you still have that heart. Mochizuki was not in a hurry at this time, and said confidently.

"I really want to know why, you have to die to understand, don't you? The predecessors are also well-known in the Taoist Association, since they don't take pills, it has nothing to do with the pill incident, is it for my special sense of smell ability? In your opinion, this little insect carving skill is worth mentioning? Ouyang Wentao asked.

"With your current skills, of course, it's just a small carving insect skill, but if you put it on me, it's different. It's useless to talk to you so much, since you have always been curious about my experience, then I will tell you about it, so that you can die and understand. Hey, the more you know, the faster you die, don't you understand? Don't you just want to take a break and recover your strength to do the dying struggle, then I will also fulfill you two juniors. Mochizuki said expressionlessly.

Although Mochizuki Zhenren was not a direct participant in the pill incident, several of his apprentices were the culprits, and although Mochizuki had discovered it before, he did not punish these apprentices out of order to protect his own power. This time, when the various sects cooperated with the government's action and began to block the mountain gate for self-examination and self-inspection, several apprentices were not spared, and they were all found out, and they were to be sentenced to death. Among cultivators, the punishment of capital punishment is to absorb all the mana of the person, so that he can completely become a waste person who cannot survive and cannot die. If this torturer was him, he might not have such a big opinion, but this time it was his contemporaries and some elders who were in the bottleneck period of cultivation.

Because of absorbing the abilities of these people, one's own skills have been strengthened. Mochizuki was originally a strong contender for the next head of the sect, but this time, due to his lax rule, not only could he not become an torturer, but he was also punished and deprived of his position as an elder, and he lost the opportunity to become the head of the sect, which made Mochizuki unacceptable. I tried to reason with the sect leader and the elders many times, but they were all rejected, and in my last anger, I left Longhu Mountain. Everyone thought that he just couldn't turn around for a while and went out to relax, so they ignored it. At first, Mochizuki really just wanted to come out to relax, but when he came here, he found Ouyang Wentao, which aroused his greedy desire. He thought that if he could absorb the ability of this innate supernatural person unconsciously, his strength would also have a big leap, and even if he fell out with the sect at that time, he could start a sect and no longer be restricted by others.

So the design led Ouyang Wentao over, as for Yang Xiaojun in his eyes, it was better to buy one get one free, and it was better to absorb it together, but there were no special innate skills, but some of the abilities obtained from cultivation were not very attractive to him, that is, to increase a little skill.

"The ability from cultivation can be absorbed by outsiders, but the innate ability cannot be absorbed, and the ability to absorb is always a foreign thing, refining also takes some time, and there will be some accidents in the absorption and refining project, I think this senior knows, or it is estimated that it will be difficult for the younger generation to live healthily until now," Ouyang Wentao said unwillingly.

"So I'm going to arrest you, find a place where no one is around, and study it, and you don't have to worry about anything else. Okay, now that you already know, let's go with me, doing useless struggles can only make you die faster, and if one day I have mercy and let you go, it may not be" Mochizuki said calmly, as if he was already fully sure of the final result.

At this time, Yang Xiaojun knew that the other party was about to make a move, and it was better to strike first, since the other party was not good at hand-to-hand combat, he would make the first move, and without waiting for Ouyang Wentao to speak again, he directly brandished a dagger and rushed to Mochizuki's side. Mochizuki seems to be careless, but in fact, he has been prepared for a long time, just now he suffered the loss of Yang Xiaojun's fast attack, and turned his good shirt into strips of cloth, how can he be so easy to be fooled this time.

At the same time as Yang Xiaojun started, Mochizuki also sacrificed his body protection qi, so that Yang Xiaojun could not hurt his body. This kind of body protection is an ability that only advanced cultivators can have, and each sect in the current ability world that can possess this ability will not exceed one palm, which shows how powerful Mochizuki is an opponent. But Yang Xiaojun knew very little about the Abnormal Ability Realm, he was just blindly punching and rushing now, if he knew that the other party was protected by the Protective Body Gang Qi, he would have no chance of winning at all, and he would have given up struggling a long time ago.

Ouyang Wentao saw the true strength of the other party, and was basically completely desperate, thinking hard about a plan to escape beside him. Although Yang Xiaojun's attack could not cause fatal damage to Mochizuki, this kung fu also made him unable to shake off Yang Xiaojun who was surrounding him for a while, after all, the bronze dagger and Yang Xiaojun's skill, if he could pierce the gang qi without moving at all, he still needed to see the move. Yang Xiaojun is fighting faster and faster, and Mochizuki is becoming more and more crazy, obviously the opponent and himself are two levels of people, but they are entangled and tired to deal with it, which is equivalent to playing Tai Chi and meeting Wang Baquan. And Mochizuki has been cultivating in the mountains since he was a child, and he has basically never participated in real combat, at most, it is a competition between senior brothers, and this kind of desperate struggle is completely two concepts.

Exchanges in the monastic world are generally based on spells and abilities, and few are used in hand-to-hand combat. But Yang Xiaojun doesn't care about those, what he is best at is fighting skills, and now that he has encountered the stage of life and death, of course he has to use his greatest ability. For nearly a quarter of an hour, Yang Xiaojun's physical strength had reached its limit, but Mochizuki didn't have much physical exertion except for looking a little embarrassed. Taking advantage of the moment when Yang Xiaojun's movements were slow, Mochizuki hit Yang Xiaojun's shoulder with a long fist, and Yang Xiaojun immediately lost his balance, and he fell to the side, his arm aching hotly. Ouyang Wentao hurriedly came over to help Yang Xiaojun up, he had been watching the battle from the side, because Yang Xiaojun's clothes had been close to the other party, Ouyang Wentao couldn't help at all, and now seeing Yang Xiaojun knocked to the ground by the other party, he knew that if he didn't run, he would have no chance at all.

Mochizuki shook his hands and said hatefully, "I didn't expect it to be so difficult."

was about to continue to subdue Yang Xiaojun, but he saw Ouyang Wentao throw out a talisman seal, followed by a wisp of gray smoke, and Yang Xiaojun and Ouyang Wentao disappeared from in front of him.

"I can't imagine that Yu Xiaozi, this old miscellaneous hair, is really good to this apprentice, and he can even give up the Thousand Miles Escape Talisman" Mochizuki stood in place dumbfounded. But at the same time, he also thought that if his behavior was publicized by these two people, even if the government department couldn't spare manpower to deal with him for a while, those old ways in Luofu Mountain and Longhu Mountain would not let him go. Thinking of this, he also sent a tracking talisman seal ruthlessly, and looked at the northwest direction and stomped his feet and galloped away.