"Mother, are you okay?"

Before Yin Mingyu got close to Mrs. White Bone, Mrs. White Bone waved her long sleeves, and Yin Mingyu suddenly felt a soft true qi lift her away, and fell to Zhang Songxi's side and was supported by Zhang Songxi.

"Let's go!" Lady Bones' voice was full of anger, not at all as weak as she imagined.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter, the four sword-wearing girls hurriedly lifted the plain white sedan chair, and when Mrs. White Bone was about to step on the sedan chair and leave, a stiff voice sounded: "Wait, why should Mrs. leave in a hurry, it's better to look at the means of the poor road." ”

Originally, when the White Bone Lady left, Qi Daochong and the other Wudang Daoists all showed joyful expressions, and they didn't want the Shura Daoists to suddenly stand up.

Lady White Bone looked at the Shura Daoist, and a trace of displeasure flashed in her eyes.

"Shura, Mrs. Ben hopes that you can take the position of Wudang Sect Leader, but it doesn't seem to be so easy now. ”

The Shura Taoist laughed, but his face and muscles were stiff, and his laughter was not as refreshing as ordinary people, but was as turbid as boiling water.

"As long as Madame doesn't mind, Poor Dao is going to give it a try. ”

After speaking, the Shura Daoist looked at Zhang Songxi: "I didn't expect Uncle Chen to teach such an outstanding disciple as you, if you are really better than blue." Just now you said that you should bear the grudge of respecting the master, and the grudge between my master and Uncle Chen forty years ago should also be settled by us today!"

Before Zhang Songxi could speak, Qi Daochong shouted: "Chen Daodao, Uncle Li's defeat at the hands of the family teacher was an upright competition. Senior Brother Zhang has already lost most of his true qi just now, and you are obviously taking advantage of others. If you really want to settle the grievances of the year, you should be accompanied by the poor road. ”

The Shura Daoist sneered and shook his head: "Qi Daochong, your martial arts are still a step behind in the eyes of the poor Dao. If you want to die, come up. ”

Although Qi Daochong knew that the Shura Daoist was provoking him with words, he still couldn't help but want to go out and fight to the death with the Shura Daoist. Zhang Songxi hurriedly said: "Why should Senior Brother Lao be involved in such a trivial matter? Bashan Boy and Grandma Kunshan have not yet made a move, and Senior Brother is on the side to help." ”

When Qi Daochong heard this, his eyes swept away, and Bashan Boy and Grandma Kunshan smiled at him at the same time, and their hearts couldn't help but be awe-inspiring.

"Too much nonsense, watch the fight!"

At this time, the Shura Daoist couldn't help but shout when he saw that Qi Daochong didn't come out, and jumped up towards Zhang Songxi. Using his hand as a knife, he slashed at Zhang Songxi's head! Zhang Songxi hurriedly flashed, only to see a chasm appear silently where he had been standing.

"Split the empty palm!"

Zhang Feiyu exclaimed, this is the most famous palm technique of the Wudang faction. And the attainments of the Shura Daoist in this palm technique have obviously reached the unfathomable realm, and the power is amazing, but it is silent, which can be described as a great sound!

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound in everyone's ears.

It turned out that although the power of the Shura Daoist's splitting palm was amazing, Zhang Songxi didn't pay much attention to it. I saw that his figure flashed and dodged this palm, and it was a backhand sword, stabbing at the Jiquan acupoint under the armpit of the Shura Daoist.

But to Zhang Songxi's surprise, this sword was as if it was piercing on iron and stone, and it was difficult to penetrate even a single bit. The Shura Daoist grinned, and took advantage of Zhang Songxi's surprise moment, his arm was clamped, and the long sword suddenly broke inch by inch.

"Be careful......," exclaimed Wang Youren, who had previously been hit hard by the Shura Daoist who had destroyed his long sword.

However, Zhang Songxi is not Wang Youren after all. He was able to create his own Turtle and Snake Fist ten years ago, and in the next ten years, he created the Eight Scenes Meditation Method. Not to mention anything else, this martial arts talent alone is no worse than anyone else. His current martial arts can even be regarded as a generation of grandmasters since Zhang Zhenren in the Wudang Sect.

His fist skills are naturally no worse than swordsmanship.

I saw that he leaned close to him, and actually lifted the Shura Taoist up, which was the "hegemony under the negative mountain" in the turtle and snake fist method. With a "boom", the Shura Daoist was smashed three feet away, and fell heavily to the ground, dusty.

At the same time, he hurried forward, ready to take advantage of his illness to kill him.

It's just that Zhang Songxi was also a little negligent, and the Shura Daoist relied on decades of childlike skills to cultivate the immortal golden body. That moment was not at all insignificant to him, so when Zhang Songxi rushed to the side of the Shura Daoist, he saw an extremely hard fist.

Zhang Songxi inhaled suddenly, and his entire back instantly bent like a cooked shrimp, which was the "shrinking breast turtle's back".

The Shura Daoist's fist really didn't hit him, but the whistling fist wind directly knocked Zhang Songxi out. The surging force made Zhang Songxi's body churn with qi and blood, and a mouthful of blood almost rushed to his throat.

"Wow......"

Zhang Songxi stepped out a few footprints about a few inches deep in a row before he stabilized his figure. Looking at the Shura Daoist who was striding over, Zhang Songxi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he made a fist. The body is like a mountain turtle, and the hand is like a snake, which is the starting style of the turtle and snake fist.

The mountain turtle represents the mountain elephant, and the Teng snake represents the Ze elephant, and it is the Xuanwu that lives in the mountains.

As soon as such a divine will comes out, ordinary people will only think that Zhang Songxi is like a mythical Xuanwu, as powerful as a prison, and he will be a little weaker before he fights. But the Shura Taoist seems to be unaware, just because of his practice of Tongzigong, his heart is like a child without anything, and he is fearless if he is thoughtless.

This time, Zhang Songxi suffered another loss. If it weren't for the combination of the turtle and snake fist technique, yin and yang, I was afraid that I would be defeated if I couldn't support a few moves, and the immortal golden body of the Shura Daoist was really overwhelming.

It can be seen from this that the Shura Daoist had made a good calculation at the beginning, and he clearly saw that the White Bone Lady was not losing in swordsmanship but in divine will. He was just a little jealous of the Dragon Tooth Sword of the White Bone Lady, and as for Zhang Songxi's divine will, he was not worried at all.

The authorities are fascinated, Zhang Songxi didn't expect this, Qi Daochong and Mrs. Bai Gu and others saw it. Qi Daochong couldn't help but whisper a few words to a person behind him, and the person hurriedly squeezed into the hall and muttered to the statue of the True Martial Emperor: "The emperor forgives ...... sin."

As he spoke, he leaped forward, flipped over to the back of the statue's head, and felt for a sword case.

All the Daoists were stunned when they saw the sword box in his hand, and some people were surprised: "Could this be the true martial sword of the ancestor Zhang Zhenren?"

The Daoist took the sword box and returned to the door of the Patriarch Palace, Qi Daochong took the sword box, took out an ancient clumsy sword from it, and said loudly to Zhang Songxi: "Senior brother takes the sword!"

Zhang Songxi's eyes flashed, and the "grass snake gray line" flew up like a snake on the grass, and took the ancient clumsy sword.

The next moment, a brilliant sword light lit up!

Only a scream was heard, and the Shura Dao people went down the mountain without looking back. Only the remaining puddle of blood was so dazzling in the sunlight, obviously the immortal golden body was broken.

Zhang Songxi looked at the long sword glowing with cold light in his hand, and the word "Zhenwu" was engraved on the sword.

......

"You are a disciple of Ge Soshan Quan Qingzi, Quan Qingzi is really a blessing!" Yu Jianzi said with a smile as he straightened his blood-stained robe.

There is no need for the two masters to give Bai Yujing a salute, and Bai Yujing hurriedly replied: "I don't dare to accept the big gift from the two masters, speaking of which, Xiaodao also thanks to the favor of the three idiot masters of Shaolin." ”

"It turns out that you are the Taoist priest who sent the sword of Wuchen Senior Brother back to the mountain, Amitabha, it is really the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves. Master Bu said, he still has some impression of what the junior disciple said in front of the wall of the Dharma Cave.

Li Quangui and Yang Xuanhan stood aside and did not speak. The two of them rarely set foot in the rivers and lakes, and although they have heard of the name of Ge Sooshan, Quan Qingzi has indeed never met.

A few people exchanged a few words, and then returned to the place where the master of Sanshe passed away, and they couldn't help but feel sad. Li Quangui carried the master of Sanshe on his back, and this time the master of Sanshe came at the invitation of their Wudang. Unfortunately, he was robbed today, and they should have sent his body back to Jiuhua Mountain.

However, although Xiao Yan, the master of the four palaces of the Demon Gate, was hit by Bai Yujing's sword, Gongsun Buzhi was also seriously injured, and he should not come out to make trouble in a short time. But in order to prevent them from sneaking up on the road, Li Quangui and the others still planned to go back together, and they would have a good idea on the way.

Of course, Bai Yujing couldn't leave like this, so he had to say goodbye to Li Quangui and the others.

But when he returned to the village community of Huixin Village, he was stunned to find that the four of Zhu Tianwang had all disappeared. There was only a trace of blood left in that corner, and Bai Yujing couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. This is clearly someone who disregarded the serious injury and went retrograde to rush to the acupoint.

He searched everywhere and finally found some traces.

The four of Zhu Tianwang seemed to have divided into two groups, and two of them went towards Moyunling. Two others should have returned to Yazhou City, and among them was the man who was seriously injured. Because there are two people's footprints when they go to Moyunling, but there are only one people's footprints when they go to Yazhou City. But the footprints of that person were obviously heavier than those of the two people, and it was obvious that he was carrying a person on his back.

Bai Yujing thought about it for a while, and decided to go back to Moyunling first. Zhang Cuiping is still on the mountain, and I'm afraid I'm in a hurry at this time.

And just as he arrived at the foot of Moyunling Mountain, he heard a fighting sound in the distance. At a glance, Zhu Tianwang and the thin man who led him down the mountain were intercepted by two women, and it turned out to be Zhang Cuiping and Lan Yuer.

Originally, Lan Yu'er and Zhang Cuiping would definitely not be able to stop these two, but Zhu Tianwang and Cao Xiaojin were both injured before, and they were quite equal for a while.

Seeing this, Bai Yujing was afraid that Zhang Cuiping and the others would suffer, so he hurriedly rushed forward. Suddenly, a loud sound like thunder rolled from the top of the mountain. Then the mountains shook for a while, and Bai Yujing's whole person was stunned.

"It's ......"

He watched in horror as a burst of fire rose from the top of the mountain, and black smoke billowed into the sky.