Seeing this, Wang Zhi didn't dare to be careless, and immediately added two more successes to his palms, and changed it to Kang Long's regret halfway. After the palms were connected, only to hear a 'bang' sound, Wang Zhi suddenly felt a surge of blood and qi, and retreated more than ten steps before he stabilized his body. 'This person really lives up to his reputation!' Wang Zhi said secretly, and couldn't help but look at the field.

Not only did a trace of blood appear on the corner of his mouth, but he retreated more than a foot away before he stopped, and the most miserable thing was the horse standing behind him just now. This is still a thousand-mile divine horse specially selected by Elder Yan when he left after Wang Zhi returned to the helm yesterday. At this moment, he was tired by the aftermath of the palm wind, and before he had time to howl, he had already broken his bones and died on the spot! Thinking that the other party might still have a companion here, he didn't dare to stay longer, so Wang Zhidang even cast his birth method and went straight to the south. Along the way, passing through Nanyang and passing through Suizhou, Wang Zhi tried his best to avoid the official road and chose a small road to move forward with all his might. Within a few days, he came to the ground of Xiangyang Mansion.

Just when Wang Zhi was thinking about whether to go into the city to take a sharp shot, he saw a group of big men chasing a monk from a distance. Although the monk did not know what to say, his footwork was extremely wonderful, and in the middle of a single turn, the successive attacks of the great men all failed. Unexpectedly, just when the monk saw that he had escaped, suddenly a group of big men rushed out of the oblique stab, and the two groups of men and horses immediately merged together and launched a siege on the monk. But the monk was still unmoved, only a slight mistake in his footwork, and in the flash and movement, all the big man's attacks were all in vain. After such a fight, the fierce big man attacked in turn, and it lasted for nearly two hours, but he couldn't help it! In the meantime, I only listened to those besieging big men repeatedly asking, 'Master, as long as you can tell the whereabouts of the Taihao Fist Sutra, my Pengjia Island Seventy-two Serial Village will immediately stop entangled with the master!' But the monk just didn't know what to say, and blindly played with the besiegers.

Seeing this, Wang Zhi's heart moved, and he suddenly remembered someone. It is said that this person has been among the top masters of martial arts for several decades, and he is good at playing in the rivers and lakes, and he is dedicated to exploring all kinds of rumors for pleasure, and if you are hiding all kinds of mysterious things, he will definitely be found out clearly! Yes, after many years, he knows everything and knows everything, so he is respected by the people of the rivers and lakes as 'Master Bai Xiaotong'; but at this time, he is proud of not knowing, and he only considers himself an 'ignorant monk' when he walks the rivers and lakes. Thinking of this, I looked at the monk in front of me again: this fat head and big ears with a red face, except for a slight age gap, his skills are not the same as those who don't know the monk!

"I think this Buddha Dao Xuanmen Sect has the ability to accommodate immortality!" Wang Zhi said secretly, and when he asked from a distance, "Is it Master Bai Xiaotong in front of you?" "Amitabha Buddha! There are no masters here, only unknown monks!" When the voice came, the monk had already flashed and disappeared without a trace. "What kind of body method is this? It's the same as my cloud climbing!" Seeing the monk's divine thaumaturgy, Wang Zhi couldn't help but secretly break his tongue. 'Boy, who are you?, dare to come to the troubled waters of my seventy-two serial villages on Pengjia Island?!' Thinking about it, the big men who besieged the monk just now had already surrounded him. 'Pengjiadao Seventy-two Serial Village?' Hearing the other party's name, Wang Zhi couldn't help but be shocked. It is said that this Pengjia Island originally originated from a small island in the South China Sea, and its owner Peng Xianghu was only a second- or third-rate character in the rivers and lakes at that time. But then for some reason, Peng Xianghu suddenly made great progress in martial arts, and soon became one of the top masters of martial arts; Lotus Mountain and other rivers and lakes as its branches; so many generations of management, and now when Peng Mai is in charge, Pengjiadao has already become the branch throughout the north and south of the river, the power includes Nanyang Mansion, 9981 chain villages, hundreds of thousands of people in the first gate of the rivers and lakes!

Thinking of this, Wang Zhi hurriedly clenched his fists and asked, "It turns out that they are the heroes of Pengjia Island!" Who are the leaders here?' "I am Lei Heng of the Black Tiger Village!" This is Qi Shun of the Lotus Village, and that is the ...... of the Shenmu Village Shi Dun Shi's family,' a red-faced strong man in the center introduced. 'This thunder is down, and I also know some rivers and lakes etiquette!' Wang Zhi secretly praised. However, looking at the menacing appearance of the other big men, it is obvious that they have already regarded themselves as those who have come to set up a bridge; what should we do? Once we do it, but there are casualties, the beggar gang and this Pengjia Island will inevitably form a grudge, but we can't always consume it like this! Wang Zhi couldn't help but hesitate.

Just when Wang Zhi was secretly thinking about how to end up with this group of Pengjiadao men, as several figures fell into the entrance, a group of Pengjiadao people immediately scattered and disappeared into nothing! Who is so majestic? Wang Zhi couldn't help but look at the people who came. However, in addition to chasing souls, one of the four people who appeared together had a face that was longer than a horse's face, and there was a pair of eyes comparable to mung beans growing under the eyebrows of two thick duck paws, which were more than three fingers away, but the nose and mouth were square; it just complemented the soul chasing with a mournful appearance, and it could be said that he was changing his head and not looking for money! Among the other men and women: although the woman was pretty, there was a touch of iron blue in her face; the man was a man with a sallow face and a sick face carrying a long knife with willow leaves on his shoulder, and his expression was cold! As soon as the four of them stood still in the field, a faint murderous aura immediately diffused in the air, which made people shudder. Compared with the rumors in the rivers and lakes, Wang Zhi was shocked, and couldn't help blurting out asking, "Is the person who comes asking for his life, chasing souls, stumps, and beheadings?"

"Yes, knowing our prestige, why don't you kill us quickly?!" said the sick man-looking stump coldly. "It's the gathering of the four killers, what am I afraid of?!" Thinking of the martial arts taught by the new master, Wang Zhi's heart suddenly rose with pride. Seeing this, 'So, let me take my life!' and the four of them immediately launched an attack in unison. I saw that the stump first shrouded Wang Zhi with the 'prison knife method', and then immediately took off into the air to carry out a sneak attack; and the woman named Xiao Shou held a large black iron scissor to pick out the head and attack; the cooperation can be said to be seamless, and there is no chance of survival! But 'Shibei should be impressed for three days!' I saw that after Wang Zhi first dodged the fatal blow of several people with his footwork of climbing the clouds, he immediately used the new style of 'Flying Dragon in the Sky' given by Hong Qi and rushed straight above the heads of several people. Although this type of flying dragon is not as remorseful and domineering as Kang Long in the sky, it is better to win: this style can be above the opponent, overlooking the overall situation in the air, and waiting for the opportunity to counterattack.