Some people who thought they had a lot of alcohol stepped forward to toast Liu Yu, and most of them were hidden ghosts. The people of the Kongtong sect www.biquge.info were ordered by Master Yuhe Zhenren to take the opportunity to get drunk with Liu Yu, and they squeezed over one by one with the wine jar.

Liu Yu did not refuse to come, regardless of whether he was an enemy or a friend, he drank from the wine jar.

The prairie is cold on a spring night, just with an iron fist and spirits!

After a while, he lost count of how many jars of wine he had drunk. But the belly was like a bottomless hole, without the slightest bulge. He intuitively felt that the meridians of his limbs were warm and hot, and his true qi was circulating in his body. The liquor dispersed from his stomach into the meridians and then dissolved.

He drank all the heroes alone, the more he drank, the stronger he became, the true qi in his body turned faster and faster, and he faintly felt that his internal strength had also deepened a little - the internal strength contained in this "Great Righteous Martial Scripture" was really a little incomprehensible.

I think that Lu Jun, who wrote the "Great Righteous Martial Scripture", was a Confucian scholar during his lifetime, and must have read Mencius's books, and named his lifelong martial arts works after Mencius's aphorisms. According to Mencius, the so-called righteousness is that although tens of millions of people are in front of them, they are not afraid to go to the soup and fire!

Liu Yu is drunk alone and not afraid, and his state of mind at this moment coincides with the theme of the "Great Righteous Martial Arts". Just when he was unconscious, the internal skills in the "Great Righteous Martial Scripture" had been brought into full play.

The old man with seven injuries looked at the "former senior brother" who was carried back by the disciples of the Emei faction, and couldn't stop sneering. Although he was also forced to drink a bowl of wine by Liu Yu, he finally survived, and he didn't expect this former senior brother to be so embarrassed.

Yuhe Zhenren used a long time of hard work before he exhausted the alcohol in his body, he unusually put aside the prejudices between martial arts people about the so-called good and evil, walked to the side of the seven injured old man for the first time, and whispered a few words to him, "Brother Seven Wounded, happy to be happy, don't forget the order of the Great Khan!"

The old man with seven injuries turned pale when he heard this, and said in a low voice: "Don't dare to forget the order of the Great Khan, everyone will do that kid together in a while, see how long he can be arrogant!"

Yuhe Zhenren nodded and said with a smile: "Brother Seven Wounds still needs to do a little more effort, and no one can have such a big credit." When the matter is done, everyone can go to the Khan together to receive the reward. ”

The old man with seven injuries clenched his fists rattle, "Please rest assured that this is true, although the old man is not as good as that kid in drinking, but if it comes to real kung fu, ten of him is not the old man's opponent." ”

Yuhe Zhenren arched his hand to him, "The Poor Dao has heard that the 'Seven Sorrows Fist' is extremely powerful, and the mysteries of it are indescribable. Today, I still want to see the Seven Wounded Brothers show their demeanor and make great contributions to the Khan!"

The old man with seven injuries raised his head and laughed, "It's easy to say, it's easy to say." Real people, you just wait to see the show!"

Some of the two said a few more words, and Yuhe Zhenren turned around and walked towards the Emei faction, with an elusive smile on the corner of his mouth.

After the Jinding Daoist was seriously injured by Liu Yu, the disciples of the Emei faction were at a loss, they saw the Yuhe real person coming over, knowing that the Taoist of the Kongtong faction was strong in martial arts, and he thought that there must be a way to save his life, so they all fell to the ground and begged him to save the master.

Yuhe Zhenren agreed, and ordered all the Emei sect disciples to turn their backs inwards and besiege a human wall circle, and he wanted to perform the secret method of the Kongtong faction in the human wall to heal the Jinding Dao chief. 、

Jinding Daochang's injury is actually not very serious, he was mainly exposed by Liu Yu, and his arrogance was hit, and he was angry for a while, and he was attacked from inside and outside, so he was lying on the ground.

He didn't care about the ghosts and wolves howling of the disciples under his disciples, and when he was closing his eyes to recuperate, he suddenly heard the voice of the real person of Yuhe, and he knew that something was wrong.

He killed other people's apprentices himself, and he was already weak-hearted, and he understood that people were looking for an opportunity to come to the door to take revenge. It can really be said that it is not a report, and the time has not yet come. But at this time, it was too early, and Long Yi's soul was probably still wandering around, but his misfortune had already come to the door.

He wanted to open his mouth and shout, "My injuries are not serious, I only need a little repair to recover, and I don't need this Jade Crane real person to treat me." ”

But where was the Jade Crane real person willing to give him this opportunity, he pressed it to the ground with a palm, and just as he opened his mouth, he pointed at his dumb acupoint. He leaned into Jin Ding's ear and said fiercely: "Jin Ding, when you killed my dragon apprentice, did you think about it now?"

The Golden Dome Daoist struggled desperately, kicking the grass under him with two feet straight out of two large mud puddles. The strange sound that came out of this made even the disciples of the Emei Sect who were facing him with their backs to the human wall also looked back from time to time.

He looked anxious, hoping that which disciple would be able to see through the tricks of the real Yuhe people. But between the words of Yuhe Zhenren, he threw all his efforts into the water.

Yuhe Zhenren sighed heavily at the disciples of the Emei Sect, shook his head and said, "When that traitor Liu Yu was competing with your master just now, he secretly injured his meridians with his palm power. Seeing your master struggling like this, the situation is not optimistic, and I am deeply saddened!"

The disciples of the Emei faction were all panicked when they heard this, and begged: "Please also ask the real person to save our master, the great kindness of the Kongtong faction, our Emei faction is unforgettable." ”

The Jinding Dao Chief, who couldn't speak, was anxious when he heard this, and the group of disciples he brought were all confused by the traitor Yuhe Zhenren. He held his breath on his waist and tried to sit up and resist.

Yuhe Zhenren had already seen his mind in his eyes, and seemed to inadvertently slap his palm on the shoulder, but secretly he had enough true qi. Jin Ding Dao Chang felt a shock in his shoulder, and the pain was severe to the bone, and the little true qi that had finally gathered in his body suddenly dispersed. He looked at the real person of Yuhe with sad eyes, hoping that he would spare his life.

However, how could Yuhe Zhenren give up such a great opportunity, his apprentice was killed by the person in front of him, and he must let this person die worse than his own apprentice. He lifted the Golden Dome Daoist up, pretended to heal him, and slapped his Tanzhong acupoint with a heavy stroke, scattering the true qi in his body.

He secretly used the "Little Xuanyu Gong" to incorporate the true qi of the Golden Peak Dao Chief's collapse into his body. This little Xuanyu skill is the secret of the Kongtong Sect, which can inhale the enemy's true qi into the body and use it for its own use, until a few hours later, these different true qi will dissipate on its own.

The person who was robbed of the true qi in his body by this little Xuanyu skill not only could not escape death, but also had to endure severe pain like cramps and scraping bones, and the taste was even more uncomfortable than going down to the eighteenth layer of hell.

Jin Dingdao screamed loudly, and his voice was muffled because of the dumb point. All the Emei sect disciples looked at the suffering of the master, and their faces were sad, and they all whispered the Dao number Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, only hoping that the real person of the Jade Crane could quickly contain the injury for the master.

Yuhe Zhenren had beads of sweat on his forehead, and on the surface, it seemed that he had done his best to save the Jinding Dao Chief. (To be continued.) )