Only after passing the Tiger Beach, and approaching the evil dragon abyss. The previous time when the righteous body Nakata Yoshichili was trapped in chasing the soul and poisoning the palm, and when the vitality had not yet recovered, the thousand-faced old monster took the opportunity to obstruct it and attacked it with a big sneak attack. It can really be called frightening and dangerous.

A night passed, dawn in a blink of an eye, Zhao Qingyun searched for people all over the city to no avail, he came to the land temple outside the city to try his luck with helplessness and apprehension. As soon as he stepped into the temple gate, he saw a thousand-faced old monster fighting fiercely inside. Most of the grievances and disputes in the rivers and lakes are caused by this thief,

Zhao Qingyun's eyes were blazing, dignified and upright, and he pulled out the Cangsong Sword to kill the demons.

However, a hero and three gangs, Zhao Qingyun has no chance of winning in the face of the fierce thousand-faced old monster, but he has no fear in his heart, even if he is sending people to destroy, he has to fight to the death with the scum of the rivers and lakes.

The two confronted each other, Zhao Qingyun lightly stretched his ape arm, stepped on Taiyi's life and death steps, and the spirit of the Cangsong Sword in his hand flashed and turned into a dragon with qi. I saw him kick forward with both feet, his right arm rotated inward, the tip of the sword raised, and he shuttled through the moon with one move, and went straight to the throat of the old monster. The old monster leaned back, turned the mullet over the river with one move, bent down to dodge, and Zhao Qingyun's sword move was empty. Then the old swordsman was proficient in swordsmanship, moved to cut steps, and the sword edge turned,

With another move, the white bull turned the corner and split down obliquely.

The old monster rolled on the spot, and the carp rose up. His face was angry and his eyes were fierce. He is a two-character horse, bending down, with a degree of virtual closure in his palm, and swallowing eight wildernesses. After slowly exhaling, his snow-shuang face turned white, and a blood-red aura condensed. He intended to induce internal qi and accumulate strength, and his arms went up, looking at Zhao Qingyun with a fierce eye in the Vajra Tuotian style.

Zhao Qingyun pointed at the dragonfly, volleyed in the air, and made a move of Ziyan through the curtain, and then stabbed the old monster's heart. The old monster took two steps back, clasped his palms together, and grabbed the white blade empty-handed. Zhao Qingyun turned around and drew his sword, the old monster struggled with a pair of iron palms, and the two began to fist each other again. Zhao Qingyun fisted the Chinese army, fought the evil tiger of Nanshan, the thousand-faced old monster flew double butterflies, and the dragon shook its majesty. The two of them each gathered their true qi, palms facing each other, and fought with internal strength. The clouds were steaming, the smoke was thick, and the true qi swirled around the two of them. After half a cup of tea, the tiny beads on Zhao Qingyun's forehead suddenly became larger, and then rolled down Qingyun's face one by one. His shirt was already drenched in sweat. However, the old monster's face did not show any pain except for a vicious cloud.

His internal strength is like a river tide, and the waves are endless. Zhao Qingyun's whole body trembled slightly at this time, as if he couldn't hold it.

The old monster sneered a few times, gritted his teeth and said to Zhao Qingyun: "The mantis arm blocks the car, the guy who doesn't know whether he is dead or alive, he can try his palm today." As soon as he spoke, the spirit fox jumped forward, opened the mountain gate with his palm, and slashed at Zhao Qingyun's forehead viciously.

If this palm continues, Zhao Qingyun will inevitably be killed on the spot. The wind roared and thundered, and when the old monster made his palm, the little beggar suddenly appeared and roared at the old monster: "The old immortal thing, Hugh is here to bully people." ”

The old monster couldn't help but be shocked, and when he withdrew his palm and turned around, Zhao Qingyun got away with it from his palm. He flipped backwards, still in shock.

The old monster's evil eyes were cold and cold, and he looked the little beggar up and down. He was no more than five feet tall, dirty and sloppy, but his eyes were as clear and bright as the autumn water of Minghu Lake. The old monster snorted and scolded: "Yang Changzhi still has the courage to be my enemy, and after seeing me looking for him, he killed him with one slap to vent the hatred in my heart." ”

The little beggar saw that the thousand-faced old monster was spitting foul language, he bared his teeth and sneered: "Old monster, you are really blind, Gang Master Yang has been away from the beggar gang for a long time, how can you give orders to me." To tell you the truth, I came to get you on the orders of the high gang leader. ”

When the old monster with a thousand faces heard this, he scolded the little beggar: "Talking nonsense, bullshit." HD righteousness has been ....... He kept silent, and a layer of window paper didn't have to be pierced. HD Yiming was the leader of the beggar gang, but in fact, he took refuge in Wei Zhongxian, and the official was named General Pingyu. Although this high-definition righteousness is a false position, it is a real money that leads the court. He has a very strong sense of vanity, and he is not willing to be a beggar despised by everyone with his martial arts.

The little beggar saw that the old monster with a thousand faces wanted to speak and stopped, and a solemn aura appeared on his face. So he had red lips and white teeth, and entangled some non-existent things to slander the thousand-faced old monster. After the old monster heard this, his white hair stood upside down, and his tiger eyes widened. After the little beggar explained to him, the old monster began to believe that the so-called one mountain does not allow two tigers. Gao Gao Yi is also a person with superior martial arts, and it is reasonable for the two to compete for merit and invite rewards, and it is reasonable for each other to be jealous of each other.

He shouted in the air and scolded viciously: "Gao Gaoyi, you sent a stinky hairy boy to send him to death, but he hid his head and shrunk his tail, what kind of hero is it." Seeing that the old monster was crazy and angry, the little beggar wanted to turn around and unlock the acupoint for Cunyi. The old monster glared at him with a hideous face, his claws like a dragon and a tiger, and his bones clicked. On the face of the fierce god, there was a surge of murderous aura. The little beggar smiled, pointed forward, and said, "Gang Master, you came just in time." The old monster turned around and looked, and the little beggar returned to the style of the wind blowing the willows and unlocked the acupoint of Cunyi.

Although Cunyi is depressed, fortunately, the palm poison in the body is cleared, through the so-called Tiangang Divine Skill of the Pure Yang Boy, after looking up at Wuji and gathering Qi Xiao Zhoutian, his dantian warm current is full, and the pain is reduced a lot.

The momentum of the little beggar who moved the dragon into the clouds, the old monster's eyes condensed with surprise, and he began to meditate on it, but this person's body and footwork were familiar. With a glimpse of light in his mind, the old monster began to remember that this little beggar was the man in black who confronted him that night. It's just that the night is hazy, and in a hurry, he doesn't think about it.

For the old monster, this is really an enemy who is very angry when they meet. He leaped and soared, the eagle spread its wings, and the six-step step under his feet turned into a different position. His eyes were filled with anger, and he scolded at the little beggar, "Stinky boy, I remember. The person who was entangled with me the night before was you. ”

The little beggar laughed and said to the old monster with a thousand faces: "I thought you were an old monster, your old eyes were dizzy, and I didn't expect you to recognize it." As soon as these words came out, everyone was grateful. Yufeng's beautiful eyes were a little sad, this child was so delicate, how could he withstand the poisonous fist of the old monster, but he was annoyed that he was like a thousand entanglements, and he couldn't move at all.

The thousand-faced old monster saw that the little monster looked very proud, and he couldn't help but be angry from his heart, and evil was born to the side of his guts. He stepped forward with iron claws, which can be said to be covered with liver and guts, and slammed away the little beggar's chest. The little beggar walked with broken flowers at his feet, the shadow danced in the fairy wind, the lion shook his head, the strange python turned over, and avoided again and again. The old monster is full of tigers and tigers in the palm of his hand, slapping his face, locking his throat and digging out his heart, it is really ruthless, and he kills with his palm.

Zhao Qingyun and the others were terrified, and a little cold sweat continued to ooze from their hands. The little beggar moves like a rabbit, swift like a fox, and the old monster is fierce and fierce although the wind blows the grass. But it is less than half a point cheap. It is precisely the practice that requires the practice of steps, and the steps are pure and self-fulfilling. The little beggar sparrow attacked, and played hide and seek with the thousand-faced monster.

The old monster has martial arts, and it looks like child's play in the eyes of the little beggar. His blood could not help but rise, and his face, which was as white as paper, turned red and purple. The little beggar went around in circles, only bringing the thousand-faced old monster to Cunyi's side. The old monster glanced at the languishing Cunyi, and a look of disdain appeared on his lips.

The two were a few steps away, and the little beggar said to the thousand-faced old monster: "Old monster, you don't want to be ruthless, I will be an arhat to subdue demons, and I will deal with scum like you." ”

"Hugh is going to speak out. The old monster drew a silver hook with iron, and flipped his claws to grab the little beggar's heavenly spirit cover. The little beggar raised his stick to greet him, wrapped his head and hit his brain, and the old monster bent down and flashed, who knew that he had no real strength.

The old monster was angry, and while he was angry, he shook the heavenly pillar and the red dragon stirred the water, and the two true qi of the Yongquan Cave condensed in his palm. He shouted, the dragon roared, and the old monster was terrified. Turning around to find out, Cunyi made a move of the fire phoenix to break through the air, and hit the old monster's ribs with both palms.

The old monster whined and wailed, and coughed up a stream of blood in his mouth. He immediately took out a Snow Mountain Jade Luo Dan from his arms, chewed it, and meditated slightly. The burning pain of the flames made him angry. The old monster scolded at the little beggar: "Stinky boy, the green mountains do not change, the green water flows for a long time, next time I bump into you, I have to kill you." ”

After that, the phantom drifted away, and the jumping forest jumped into the stream and disappeared. Cunyi solved the acupoints of Zi Yan and Yufeng, and everyone thanked the little beggar. The little beggar shook his head again and again and gave Zhao Qingyun a salute. He told Zhao Qingyun that Gang Leader Yang was grateful to Zhao's seniors for their kindness and care. Although he left because of the affairs of the gang, he was very concerned about the old-timers in his heart, so he wanted to stay here to help the old-timers.

Everyone was overjoyed when they heard this, Yufeng and Ziyan saw that the little beggar was very fond of it, and called him a brother. The little beggar coincidentally won the love of the two sisters, and was naturally ecstatic. Zhao Qingyun saw that the little beggar was dressed in rags, so he gave him two taels of silver and asked him to comb his flow well. But the little beggar didn't accept it. He smiled and told Zhao Qingyun that if he was well fed and clothed, he wouldn't look like a beggar. Everyone laughed, and took the little beggar back to Diancang Pie, where they had a hearty meal.

The little beggar was full of wine and food, and stood by the cane, saying goodbye to everyone one by one. Zhao Qingyun told him to be careful on the road, and beware of the thousand-faced old monster waiting for an opportunity to retaliate. The little beggar nodded, and took advantage of the sinking day to find a place to settle down.

He followed the winding path through the woods, only to hear the sound of hurried footsteps ahead. Then someone said: "Gang leader, my subordinates have indeed seen Yang Changzhi's figure here, and he was with Zhao Qingyun of the Diancang Sect last month." ”

The little beggar couldn't help but be shocked, it turned out that Gao Gaoyi came with the gang. He hid in the woods, listening to what he was going to do. Gao Yi searched for the Yang gang leader in vain, and he was angry in his heart, and when he came to Yunnan this time, he was about to kill the Yang gang leader here, so as to blame the Cang faction.

When the little beggar heard this high-definition righteous and vicious plan, he was shocked. He is about to find the Yang gang leader to help him out of danger.