Bang bang!

The door was slammed open, and two Taoist priests with long swords in their hands stumbled in, fell to the ground, and fainted for a while.

Outside the door, there was a middle-aged beautiful woman, with several old and young disciples, holding a sword against the enemy.

She saw Yue Buqun on the chair with a bandage inside the door, and frowned: "Husband, who beat you like this?" ”

"Daddy!"

"Master!"

"Master, how are you!"

The group of disciples cried out urgently, their faces were sad or sad, and they all looked distressed, as if they had seen the death of a tall hero, and some people were even about to lose their faith.

His own master was beaten to such a serious injury?

No way!

No way!

Even the master of Shaolin's proof, he can't do it!

"Me."

Wen Hong put the bowl down, raised his eyelids, and glanced at the middle-aged beauty: "Ning Nuxia? ”

Although it is a question, it is really affirmative.

The person who came was none other than one of the two elders of the Huashan Sword Sect who came because her husband did not return day and night, and was uneasy, Yue Buqun's wife, Ning Zhongze.

Oh, and those disciples.

If the effort is not yet complete, it can be said that it has poured out of the nest.

"Wen Jian Yuan!" Ning Zhong shouted, "My husband is here sincerely, what is your intention when you make him look like this?" ”

Wen Hong touched the chair with his hand, his waist was straight, and the Taoist priests in the temple surrounded him to surround him.

But it's impossible to expect them to capture the enemy.

"I like to talk to righteous people like Ning Nuxia, it's comfortable."

Wen Hong smiled: "It's just, come by heart?" Master Yue really came to the door, how do I think it's a good bully to come and send it? ”

"Full of nonsense!"

The man with sword eyebrows and thin lips scolded: "You go to the rivers and lakes and ask, my teacher is anxious for justice and righteousness, saves people from fire and water, hoes the strong and helps the weak, can you do such a thing to oppress the small faction?"

I really can't be self-styled when I am a teacher, and the gentleman's sword is self-styled! ”

Wen Hong looked at this person and said suspiciously: "Are you Ling Hu Chong?" ”

"It's down there!"

"If you look at Deputy Head Yue like this, then I hope you won't change your mind in the future." Wen Hong stood up, "Today, you wait to come to the temple, but I want an explanation."

Don't take more, the foundation of the sword sect will be enough. ”

Ling Hu Chong was about to speak, but was stopped by Ning Zhongze.

She noticed that there was something wrong with Wen Hong's words, and said, "What did you say? Deputy head of Yue? ”

"In the future, there will only be one Huashan League in Huashan, and when you go out to walk in the rivers and lakes, you will become famous for the Sword Sect, and don't forget the name of the prefix Huashan League."

When!

With a sword sound, Wen Hong pulled out the long sword on the waist of the little Dao boy who was waiting next to him, threw it, and went towards a girl among the disciples of the Sword Sect.

This throw, as fast as electricity, silver light shimmering, ordinary people will be frightened when they see it, afraid that it will be directly through the chest, like wearing a meat skewer.

Ning Zhongzemi's complexion changed, but he wanted to draw his sword and slash the flying sword first.

But I saw a shadow rushing out of the crowd, and the sound of the sword weapon rang out, blocking the sword that Wen Hong flew out.

It's none other than Ling Hu Chong.

Among the disciples of Huashan, he is the only one who has cultivated the mixed yuan one qigong in the nine gongs of Huashan, with deep internal strength, and under the blessing, his ears and eyes are clear, and his body is faster, blocking this sword for his little sister Yue Lingshan.

He was shocked and angry in his heart, it was too dangerous, and his junior sister was almost about to die.

The Wenjian Courtyard of this Xiyue Temple is ruthless!

Before Ling Hu Chong could open his mouth and scold, and then perform exquisite swordsmanship, Wen Hong had already flown upward, almost synchronously with Fang Cai's flying sword.

Fly a sword first, confuse people's hearts, and disrupt the formation.

Flying, it was grabbing, and the big hand was directly buckled on the top of Linghu Chong's brain.

Five-finger strength, pores are closed and contracted, vitality is agitated, and strength is condensed at the fingertips. With a click, the thumb directly pierced the skin in front of Ling Hu Chong's forehead, blood gurgling, and he saw the white bones, the back of his head, and the side of his head, and there were four more flesh holes.

Ling Hu Chong is also a man, he never screamed, just snorted.

He was angry, and his internal force rose from the dantian, passed through the meridians and reached the top of the skull, and he flicked it three times in a row, colliding with Wen Hong's five fingers.

"Mixed Yuan One Qigong?" Wen Hong raised his eyes and glanced down, "This strength is quite tenacious, but it's a pity that it's ......"

It's too shallow!

Although his cultivation of the Seven Heavens of Ice and Fire is not deep, he only has such a group of internal strength and true strength, but he is only traveling around his body, and he can't do anything to fight back against the stormy waves.

With the blessing of this internal force, combined with the strength of the body, even if you can't have internal strength and external strength, you can compete with others.

The five fingers urged the strength again, popped out the five fingers, broke Ling Hu Chong's internal force and counterattacked, and even grabbed his head and lifted it, like wielding a sledgehammer, it smashed towards Ning Zhongze.

This series of attacks and defenses was extremely fast, and Ning Zhong also reacted and drew out his long sword, which was Huashan's swordsmanship against the enemy.

can see that the other party uses Chong'er as a soldier, if this sword does not dodge, it will be the result of a sword piercing Chong'er, so he had to temporarily change his tricks and dodge in a hurry.

"Sure enough."

Wen Hong smiled indifferently and threw Ling Hu Chong up, like throwing silk and satin, protecting his body.

"I've been with Deputy Head Yue for a long time, and your brain is rusty, I don't know how to change your sword moves.

As Wen Hong said, he loves to talk to these righteous people the most, and he loves to fight with Ning Zhongze, who are the figures of the Huashan Qi Sect.

There are rules, which are more rigid and can be bullied.

Wen Hong thinks that he is not a saint, the standard is too high, but he is a good person who does not follow the rules very much.

Hack and sneak attack.

Threatening people, holding people hostage, and protecting one's own comfort, that is a familiar road, just like now.

No one in the Huashan Sword Sect dared to use the sword easily, all because the eldest disciple Ling Hu Chong was grabbed by Wen Hong's head, and when he was a weapon, such as armor, no matter how he moved, he had to call this person first, and then to the enemy.

But you can't hurt people with a light move, and you can't take back the senior brother.

Heavy moves are easy to hurt the senior brother, and even kill the other party directly, but the relatives are painful and the enemies are fast.

Ling Hu Chong only felt that he had a splitting headache, and his whole body was shaken by skillful strength, and he couldn't use his strength, and all the joints seemed to be derailed, and the strength was difficult to reach his fingertips.

The internal organs are like Nezha's troubles, turning the world upside down, making a lot of noise, and wanting to vomit.

It is also Yue Buqun's current internal cultivation is not deep enough, and it has not reached the level at the beginning of the plot.

Otherwise, although he was behind him, his whole body was dislocated, but he could also cross the internal force far away, and add three points of strength to Ling Hu Chong, it would not be easy to do.

Hearing that Hong was marching with his troops, the Taoist priests hurriedly retreated, vacating the place first, so as not to interfere with the prison and fight.

One step out, throwing people like throwing guns, Ling Hu Chong only felt that his ears were bursting, and the muscles and bones of the people were thrown into a straight line, and the toes were straight together, and he pierced out.

Ning Zhong was shocked, he had indeed never seen such a method.

Even if the husband has strong internal strength, he can't make such a soft soldier of equal weight!

I couldn't use the sword, so I was afraid of hurting Ling Hu Chong, so I had no choice but to put away my palm, came from the side, and slapped Ling Hu Chong's calf.

Bang!

I only heard a burst of sound in the air, which made Fox Chong's legs have a strong force, which separated Ning Zhongze, and even rushed straight up, breaking one of the opponent's fingers.

The figure remained unchanged, straight and straight and poked at Ning Zhongze's chest and abdomen.

In an instant, Wen Hong's hands stacked waves, and one after another of true energy overlapped, wave after wave, from Linghu Chong's head to his toes.

I only listened to the sound of bone cracking.

Ling Hu Chong couldn't stand it in his brain at first, and repeatedly concussed in the cranial cavity and passed out.

Then, from the neck down, the spine is shaken, and the upper arms, lower arms, wrists, fingertips, hips, thighs, calves, ankles, soles, and toes are scattered.

Every bone was affected, as if a hundred joints of the whip were trembling, but it couldn't withstand the strength, and it cracked inch by inch, more than Yue Buqun was injured, except for the head and neck, no bone was intact.