Li Hongshang reacted very quickly, her body retreated, and she raised her hand to meet it with a palm, she was confident that her skills were superior, and she did not dodge or dodge in the face of a sneak attack in the dark, so she wanted to take this palm hard.

How do you know that the person who came did not contact her palm, this trick was only half, and suddenly changed the shot to take it, grabbing her wrist, the speed was fast, and the angle was unexpected.

Li Hongsheng said "Huh", and he also changed the beat to take it, and handed out almost the same move. The man did not wait for his hands to intersect, and changed his hand shape again, but he punched the opponent in the lower abdomen. Li Hongshang also clenched his fists with one hand to meet him, his fists were not touched, the man changed his moves again, his fist was retracted, and he elbowed Li Hongsheng on the shoulder.

The more Li Hongshang fought, the more he felt that something was wrong, because he couldn't see the appearance of the other party clearly, he made a "tense" word in his busy schedule, injected an inch of strength into his whole body, shook violently, forced the man to attack, took two steps back in a row, and shouted: "Wait, who are you? Why do you make Kunlun Liuhe entangle?"

The man smiled: "Why, I haven't seen you all these years, have you even forgotten me?"

Li Hongsheng's body trembled, and she lost her voice: "You...... You...... How is that possible? Are you a human or a ghost?"

"What do you say?"

Li Hongshang said angrily: "Don't come to this set, where are the ghosts in this world, the old body hates people pretending to be ghosts." ”

The old man said: "If there are no ghosts in this world, then what ghosts are buried in the Xi'er River and the Xianhe Pond in Dali Kingdom? If you die, what ghosts will you see when you go underground? Have you ever thought of me, an old ghost?"

The words seemed to be knocking on the sore spot, Li Hongshang trembled, screamed suddenly, shook off the young woman's hand, hid her face and ran away, and disappeared after a while.

It wasn't until she ran away that the young woman who had been controlled before said in a trembling voice, "You...... Are you really a ghost?"

The old man smiled and said, "If I am a ghost, how can you have your life now?" Okay, I won't scare you." Let me ask you, why did that woman force you to take the aconitum corpse worm? Does it mean that you want you to help her go to Dali to do an important thing?"

"Huh, how do you know? Not only did she threaten me, but she also said she wanted to pick up ...... She wants Wu Gongzi to be used by her, and seconded the soldiers and horses of the yellow-headed people and the Tubo people......"

"Ah, it's not good, this mother-in-law must have been poisoned at this time, I'll go first. ”

Wu Shijiu did not give up, searched repeatedly in the vicinity, but never saw the two figures again, recalling the scene just now: The person who wrote the note was obviously Shuangxi, and she was very likely to be here just now, why did she refuse to meet? Why did she always pass by several times? Could it be that there is really no fate between each other? Could it be that this relationship that has passed through thousands of years is really just an illusion?

While thinking, he returned to the tent station in despair, but the sight surprised him.

I saw the yellow-headed people and Hehuang warriors all over the ground stumbling unconscious, Ah Jie Jie, Kerry Bone, Ashina Wei, Wu Yi Zijin and others were also unconscious, beside the bonfire, Jueru closed his eyes tightly and his brows were deeply locked, he was sitting cross-legged, silently chanting something, Yongzhong monk's clothes were full of wind, puffed up high, and a black shadow not far away rushed straight towards him.

"Stop......"

Wu Shijiu jumped up, carried the fire spirit trick with both palms, and slapped towards the black shadow with a move of "first sound and then truth", almost mobilizing the internal force of the whole body, increasing the speed to the extreme.

Seeing that he was coming violently, the man stopped, and suddenly his figure shook, as if there were more than a hundred and ten pairs of arms behind his back, reflecting the firelight, and he saw the palm shadow in the sky coming towards Wu Shijiu.

What kind of kung fu is this?

In the darkness, Wu Shijiu listened carefully to the wind and identified the position, and found that the other party seemed to have countless pairs of arms attacking, he stepped on the shock position into the Kun position, and instantly retreated into the Xun position, Jiugong Feibu stepped forward and retreated, the left hand "Tiansu Ma Jiao" and the right hand "Jun Tian Guangle", only to listen to the bang several hand-to-hand combat, the four arms of the two people were entangled.

The black shadow suddenly raised his foot and kicked Wu Shijiu's door directly, and at the same time, Wu Shijiu raised his foot to "get it first", and there was a banging sound three times, and the two people were pressed against each other with their two feet, which became a stalemate.

In the night, I saw that the man was dressed in black, covered with black cloth, and his eyes were shining, staring at Wu Shijiu, and his hands and feet were carrying internal force at the same time, trying to shake the other party away.

Once compared to the internal force, the gap between the two people suddenly appeared.

The man used his strength twice in a row, trying to shake Wu Shijiu away, but found that the internal force was like a mud cow entering the sea, and there was no place to go. When he was surprised, suddenly the internal force of the other party surged like a river bursting its banks, just like a person swimming in calm water, and suddenly one wave after another, no matter how good the water is, it is inevitable that he will panic and can only resist desperately. After only a cup of tea, he already knew that he was not an opponent at all, and after a while, his body trembled involuntarily.

Wu Shijiu didn't mean to hurt anyone, he was just testing the other party. Even so, the man couldn't stand it anymore, and only felt that the bones in his whole body were clicking, and he was almost about to fall apart.

After another moment, the man closed his eyes, thinking that this life was going to be confessed here, and he was at a loss, when he suddenly found that his body was loosened, and when he opened his eyes, Wu Shijiu had withdrawn a foot away.

"Who are you? What did you do to these people?" Wu Shijiu was afraid that the other party would run away, so he stepped on the Xun position with his left foot two or four for his shoulder, ready to exert his strength at any time.

"Hey...... I didn't expect that after many years of not moving, the Central Plains martial arts would have such a powerful offspring. After the man's internal strength competition, his hands and feet were still numb, and he looked Wu Shijiu up and down, almost unable to believe that he was defeated by this young descendant.

Wu Shijiu stepped forward and said, "These people are all my friends, ask again, what method did you use to hurt them?"

The man didn't answer, but said, "The robe on this little monk's body is really strange, and people don't know where to start." Looks like I was careless today......"

Before he finished speaking, Wu Shijiu's figure flashed, and the person was already in front of him, his left hand clasped his throat, and his right palm cut straight into his chest. The man was startled, he didn't expect the other party to come so quickly, his body shook, and suddenly there seemed to be countless hands stretched out behind him, and there was a bang, bang,

This time, Wu Shijiu could see that the other party did not have countless hands, but the speed of the shot was too fast, as if hundreds of pairs suddenly appeared behind him, and in the darkness of the night, ordinary people couldn't catch it at all. If it weren't for the innate twelve styles themselves, which were quick and fast, I am afraid that Wu Shijiu would have been lying on the ground at this time.

Wu Shijiu secretly admired, thinking that the speed of this person's shot was simply unbelievable. At the moment, we cheered up and launched another round of offensive.

The average martial arts master makes a move, whether it is fast or slow, dismantling the move and changing the style, there will always be traces to follow between a breath and a breath. These two people's moves were like popping beans, just listening to the sound of banging and banging, and in the blink of an eye, they were dismantled to more than thirty moves. Regardless of the strength of the internal force, in terms of the speed of the shot, the speed of this person's shot has never been seen before. Wu Shijiu suddenly met a strong opponent, and his curiosity rose, wanting to see how fast the other party could be, he combined a set of innate twelve styles with any combination, and the more he fought, the more hearty he became.

At the beginning, the two of them could still be evenly divided, and after a fight of incense, the power of Bi Fang's fire bag gradually became prominent, the man only felt that the other party's palm was hot, and the sense of oppression gradually increased, and what was even worse was that new tricks emerged one after another, each of which was wonderful to the peak, and later his breath seemed to be driven by the other party's true qi to rise and fall, and the shot became more and more sour and sluggish, and it was no longer as easy to advance and retreat as at the beginning.

In Wu Shijiu's opinion, the admiration in his heart has outweighed the hostility. Since he learned the Nine Palaces Flying Steps, when he fought with people, with the magic of the innate twelve styles, he could take down the opponent in a few moves, in his words, it was not cool at all! But this time he was able to fight with the opponent to more than 100 moves, and it was very cool to fight, many move combinations that had never been thought of before were born in response to stress, and new moves were endless, and I was looking forward to fighting with the other party like this.

But how did he know that until now, the opponent has almost exhausted every move, and he only gritted his teeth to hold on.

After fighting for a while, the man's move was a little slower, and he was kicked on the left rib by Wu Shijiu's foot, this foot was blessed by Bi Fang's fire sac, how good the internal strength was, the man gathered his true qi in the two ribs in a panic, and he was hard to come down, and his internal organs suddenly seemed to turn over, and he took a few steps back to forcibly take the pile and stand firm.

Even if he took a few steps back, Wu Shijiu's strength was still not completely eliminated, if he stood firmly, he was afraid that his ribs would be crushed, there was no way, the person took a few steps back in a row, and then gradually unloaded the strength of this kick.

Wu Shijiu was about to rub his body again, but the man bent over and waved his hand repeatedly: "Don't fight, don't fight, I'm ...... I can't beat you......"

Wu Shijiu thought to himself, this person is also simply, knowing that he is not strong enough to be invincible, Zhengse said: "Who are you? Can you tell me now?"

The man gasped for breath with his hands on his waist, and only after a while did he say, "I can't imagine that my Shen Tu Ghost Hand has not asked about the Central Plains for many years, and I was beaten so badly by your little doll, it's really ...... What the fuck...... Shame!"

Wu Shijiu's heart moved, he had heard the fat master say a long time ago about the name of Shen Tu's ghost hand, this person is the "degree" in "The Fourth Degree of Yanmen Counting Plague Ghosts", and there is a nickname called "Degree Three Passes", and he has sixty-four hands in his life, and his hands are as varied as ghost hands. Legend has it that this person lives and dies, money, and feelings, and the most difficult "three levels" in the world are like dung and mustard for him, but he is also a legend.

"It turns out that you are the third pass, I have heard your name before, and I have admired it for a long time. ”

"Don't look up, I'm in your hands today, little doll, what's your name?"

"Wu Shijiu, a disciple of the Central Plains Wind and Fire Hall, a junior in the Middle Plains. ”

"Wind and Fire Hall, hehe, your kid's kung fu is not like Wind Beard at all, that old boy can't catch my ghost sixty-four hands. Who did you learn this kung fu from?"

"This is Mr. Bai Yun's innate twelve styles, and later senior brother Liu Zizi taught me some kung fu. ”

Shen Tu Ghost Hands listened, first opened his mouth wide, did not speak for a long time, and after a while, he suddenly burst into laughter, laughing so red that he couldn't help himself, and finally choked and coughed again and again.

Wu Shijiu was stunned to see him laugh before asking, "What's so funny?"

"That old guy Chen has been dead for decades, how old is your little doll, and you are actually a brother and sister to Liu Zizi. ”

Wu Shijiu thought to himself that there was no need to tell him the reason for this, the most important thing at the moment was to ask Ashinawei if they were injured.

"I can't help it if my predecessors don't believe me, but there is one thing that must be told in person. These people who have fallen to the ground are my friends, and if you hurt them, you will have to settle the account. ”

Shen Tu Ghost smiled and said, "Welcome to settle the account, I don't know how you calculate this account?"

"If the predecessors used poison, they can't say it, they have to use it a little stronger, please leave the antidote. ”

"Hahaha, what is the first degree of my three levels? Life and death are small, but it's a big deal that I don't want this life. The last thing Shen Tu is afraid of is that others will coerce me. ”

At this time, Jueru, who was meditating on the side, suddenly got up and said, "Wu Gongzi, everyone is fine, but he suddenly attacked him and clicked on the acupoint." I have Yongzhong monk's clothes to defend myself, and I am okay for a while. But the man was so fast that everyone was drinking and having fun, so they didn't even watch out. ”

Wu Shijiu rushed to Ashinawei's side, probed his nose, and saw that he was breathing evenly and sleeping deeply, and he was indeed ordered to acupuncture points, so he hurriedly helped him push blood through the palace, and went to see other people, so he was relieved.

"In that case, I'm relieved. It's just that the juniors don't understand a little, the seniors have no grievances with them, why did they secretly attack and bring them down?"

Before Shen Tu Ghost Hand could answer, he suddenly heard the voice of an old woman in the darkness say: "The Innate Twelve Styles are so powerful, they can actually beat Shen Tu Ghost Hand to beg for mercy?

By the light of the bonfire, the red shadow suddenly shook in the darkness, and Sen Sen's sword qi suddenly rose, the sword light flashed, and a long sword had arrived at Wu Shijiu's door. This sword came so fast, it was really chasing the wind and the scenery, and the spirit was running through Changhong.

Wu Shijiu barely noticed the aura of the arrival, and the long sword had already stabbed it. If he changed to someone else, this sword would have to pierce a transparent hole, but he was extremely fast, stepping on the nine palaces and flying steps, wearing nine shoes and one and six or eight feet, turning around, which could be avoided.

The old woman in red shouted "Okay", stepped forward with her left foot, held a sword flower in her right hand, shook her wrist, lifted incense on the stove with a move, and stabbed her left ribs, making a quick and ruthless move, the sword aura was extremely powerful, and she shouted in her mouth: "Ghost hand, did he kick your left ribs?"

Shen Tu Ghost Hand said "hey", but did not answer, the old woman said: "Useless things, see how I clean him up." ”

Wu Shijiu saw that her sword was fierce and vicious, and he didn't dare to take it hard, so he jumped and avoided it again.

The other person was still in mid-air, the cold light flashed in the hand of the old woman in red, and the sword qi rose to the sky, enveloping all around him, and the strength of the internal force was really rare. Wu Shijiu knew that he had encountered an extremely strong opponent today, so he took out the sword Sichuan blood blade from his waist in a hurry, and the sword flower of "Juntian Guangle" greeted him little by little, and the two swords intersected, and with a "Zheng" sound, the two of them were shocked.