"It turns out that this person's martial arts are so profound!"

Yun Xiaoyang has given Hate Hongchen a needle, knowing that she has profound internal skills, although she is slightly inferior to her senior sister, she can also be regarded as a first-class master in the rivers and lakes. With her foundation, Zhang Suiguang lost most of her life. At this time, it was clear that he had almost completely suppressed the Faxiang monk on the Sifang platform. Thinking of what happened that night in the Anxian Salt Transport Administration's Mansion, she couldn't help but look sideways at Mei Yuanchen, and saw him staring at Zhang Suiguang in the martial arts circle expressionlessly.

"He... Does he know something?"

Fa Xiang shook his hands slightly, breathed evenly, and looked at Zhang Suiguang's expression was very different from the beginning.

He was not injured, but Zhang Suiguang cracked a few kung fu skills that he was good at, which gave him a deep shock.

The golden bell jar of Kuzen Temple is the top external practice of kung fu, but I didn't expect it to be able to withstand Zhang Suiguang's strange two-pole internal strength.

If there is no distraction and division, even if he relies on his internal function to resist for a while, it will be difficult to continue for a long time. The Dharma Monk secretly stored his hands and pondered, "What kind of kung fu is this? Why have you never heard of it?"

Xu Xiaoyi and Yi Qilin, who were watching the battle, had already seen that Zhang Suiguang's internal force was extremely domineering, but they couldn't pay attention to the mystery for a while, and they all locked their eyebrows.

... ...

The origin of the Nine Palaces has always been a mystery, because there is no register, not only outsiders do not know, but even the people in the hall have no way to know.

However, there is a tradition in the palace, and the upper and lower bundles are extremely strict, and the order and prohibition are better than the iron generals ruling the army.

Zhang Suiguang and Bodhicitta were not there, and the hand-wrenching hand in Hanzhou naturally respected the bending and breaking away from worries, and the two of them said that the hall master ordered them to go to Orange Prefecture to intercept and kill the Xian Ma envoys, and the more than 300 people in the hall were not suspicious, and they followed without saying a word.

At this time, more than 340 people had been traveling fast for two days, and they were only 100 miles away from the city of Orange.

The Xian Ma envoy accompanied more than 200 people, and a team of sentinels from the Tanzhou outpost escorted along the way, and if you want to kill the envoy, the most suitable place to attack is somewhere in the middle of nowhere.

They want to blame the trouble, and the more hidden things are, the better it is.

The group stopped at an inn, and it was not early, and in half an hour it would be dark, and in half an hour they would not be able to travel a hundred miles. People who walk the rivers and lakes know the truth that "if you travel far away, you would rather not miss it", especially in winter, missing a place to stay may be fatal.

Winter has always been unsuitable for night walking, one is cold, the other is slippery. I don't know what the future holds, so it's more important to grasp the present.

The hundreds of black pressed horses rode into the courtyard, and the inn fight was seen from afar, so frightened that they dropped the broom in their hands and ran away.

The official post in Orange Prefecture is not a busy business road, and there are not too many dart teams and business trips coming and going, and the battles and costumes like the Nine Palaces are scary enough even if they don't show half of their malice.

"Uncle... Uncle, is it a sharp point or a hotel?"

After all, the old shopkeeper has seen a lot of the world, and his courage is much greater than that of the little guy who runs the hall, so he has the courage to walk in front of Qu Bu and cut off his worries, and asked with a smile.

Although he could squeeze out a smile on his face, the fear in his heart could not be stopped, and beads of sweat were already on his temples and forehead.

Breaking away from his waist pocket, he took out two ingots of gold, spread them to the palm of the hall, and said with a smile: "Stay in the hotel, prepare dinner for me, the money for accommodation and food and wine are indispensable to you." ”

After hating Hongchen and defecting, there were only eight masters left in the Nine Palaces, among which it was best described as being disconnected and worried, if it weren't for this black clothes and black cloak, he would look like a rich son.

"Hey, okay! Okay! Let's get ready!" the old shopkeeper breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly agreed.

Although people died for money, he didn't dare to take the gold ingots on the table, and the more than 300 people sitting in the dining room made his heart pound.

"These people are not good at stubble, if they don't greet well, I'm afraid that today's old man, a big family, won't survive. ”

Although money is heavy, how can it be worth the lives of a family, young and old? If you have money to spend, money is just a dream.

Seeing that the old shopkeeper and the little servant had gone down, Qu Buhao summoned a black-robed man with an embroidered case on his chest, and after whispering a few words to him, the man led a group of people out of the inn and drove away quickly towards the post road.

The secret letter of the "clairvoyant" only said that Xian Ma's special envoy had set out from the national capital of Luncheng on the second day of December, and would pass through Orange Prefecture to Sanshui Prefecture, and then be escorted all the way north by the military camp of the Sanshui garrison. As for when they will arrive in Orange State, there is no definite news yet.

Once it passed through Orange State, the Xian Ma envoy was escorted by the garrison barracks, and it would be difficult to do it again. They traveled all the way, and they did not hear of any envoys crossing the border, indicating that the people of the country were still ahead.

It should be sooner rather than later, the Nine Palaces must not let them pass through the Orange State Pass, so they first sent a team of people to explore the way in front, so as not to let them slip over while they were resting.

This group is the equivalent of a sentinel on the march.

... ...

Not only were the fist and foot moves controlled, but the internal force method did not last long.

Feeling his palms trembling slightly and his eyelids trembling slightly, Zhang Suiguang retracted his strength in time. The two have never had a holiday, and they have divided the winners and losers, and it is good for both parties to close the game earlier.

"Amitabha, Gang Master Zhang, the old monk is convinced!" "The Faxiang monk looked bitter and sighed with his hands folded.

He has done his best, but Zhang Suiguang is at ease, the difference between the two is by no means something that can be made up for by fighting on the spot, it is a sure defeat, it is better to admit defeat decently, not to mention that the other party has released goodwill in advance.

Fa Xiang can know the difficulty and retreat, Zhang Suiguang can also save a lot of energy, and hurriedly clenched his fists and saluted back: "Accept it! The master's marrow washing scripture is unfathomable, if it weren't for Zhang Mou's younger teens, I would have lost today." ”

Hearing his words, Fa Xiang's face looked much better, and he thought, "I thought that Uncle Hanging Moon was the first on the list of masters, and he should be invincible in the world in terms of martial arts. Unexpectedly, this Zhang Gang Master cultivated both inside and outside, and he was not weaker than his uncle at all. However, this person is mellow, not as domineering as the rumors in the rivers and lakes, and it is really better to be a friend, not an enemy. ”

Zhang Suiguang's martial arts has always been a mystery on the rivers and lakes, and today everyone finally saw him act generously. What is surprising is that he can win the battle with the abbot of Kuzen Temple so quietly, and let the old monk be convinced, without saying a word.

Obviously, his martial arts exceeded everyone's expectations, including Shi Yinheng.

"This muddy boy, martial arts have reached this realm!"

Yi Qilin frowned, he was thinking: "If I face Zhang Suiguang, what are the chances of winning? Can you win him?"