Su Li and Zhang Wuji drifted down the mountain from Zixiao Palace and left, the disciples were very reluctant, and they breathed a sigh of relief, finally there was no need to let Wuji beat them.

"Second Senior Brother, where are you going?" Zhang Songxi was the most careful, and when he saw Yu Lianzhou leaving without saying a word, he had doubts, so he asked.

"Practice, beat back. Yu Lianzhou popped out a sentence, people have gone far.

Rao is the old man of Song Yuanqiao, and he feels that it makes sense, so he took advantage of the master and Wuji to go down the mountain and hurry up to practice. His gaze fell on Song Qingshu seriously, very dissatisfied.

If it weren't for Song Qingshu's martial arts failure, which made it difficult for the True Martial Seven Formation to be completed, they would not have been beaten so much.

Yu Daiyan, Yin Liting, and Mo Shenggu all set their eyes on Song Qingshu, especially Yin Liting, and said: "Qingshu, you have to work harder, otherwise you will have a chance to go down the mountain to save Miss Zhou." ”

Song Qingshu was indignant, and said in his heart: "It's clear that Uncle Six, you want to save Ji Nuxia more, and how old am I, I can't win against Zhang Wuji and I'm not ashamed." ”

He really didn't dare say it.

Zhang Songxi said: "I have an idea, let's feed Song Qingshu together, urge him to practice, he will definitely be able to make great progress, as long as he can have the kung fu of the previous fifth brother, the power of our True Martial Seven Interception Formation can also increase a lot." ”

Song Yuanqiao thought deeply and said: "Ten years ago, the fifth brother was not much older than Qingshu, and the master's peerless learning in the past twenty years, the fifth brother didn't have a chance to cultivate, and Qingshu still had a chance to catch up." I'll come first, lest you look at my face, and your hands will be light, and it won't work. ”

Not long after, Song Qingshu's wail came from the main hall.

Zhu Xia looked at each other and said in his heart: "Is Qingshu the eldest brother's own child?"

Then they joined the war group, and after so many days of beating, they were finally able to beat others. Anyway, Song Qingshu was definitely not born by them.

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Su Li and Zhang Wuji traveled to Hanshui, and Zhang Wuji couldn't help but look complicated.

He remembered another part of his life, and it was here that he met Zhou Zhiruo. The grace of Hanshui feeding, never dare to dare or forget, the words are still in the ears.

But is she here, will it be her, and he is not that Zhang Wuji.

There was a fierce fight on the riverbank, and I saw a group of Yuan soldiers besiege a head holding a child, and the monk didn't know what martial arts he was practicing, and he raised his hands and feet to shake the Yuan soldiers down.

After a while, the Yuan soldiers formed a formation, besieged Toutuo, and a monk came out of it. The monk was majestic, his eyebrows were all gray, and he was wearing a red lama robe and a yellow lama robe.

Zhang Wuji was carrying a demon seed, and his senses were extremely keen, and he sensed that this person had a mysterious and unfathomable power, which made him involuntarily jealous.

Toutuo was obviously wary of the monk, but he refused to let go of the child in his arms.

"Kutoutuo, put down the child in your hand, and I will leave you with all the corpses. ”

The monks are in ten ways.

Seeing that they were outnumbered, Zhang Wuji couldn't help but feel indignant, and said loudly: "You bully more and less, what kind of heroes are you." ”

The monk looked at Zhang Wuji and said in his heart: "Zhongtu is really outstanding, and there is such an outstanding young man." This son has such kung fu at a young age, and in the next few decades, maybe he will be an old man again, and he will never be able to stay. ”

He is the supreme master of Tantric Buddhism, and he can see at a glance that Zhang Wuji has outstanding martial arts.

This is also Zhang Wuji's demon seed has not yet converged, and the top masters can detect his power and unfathomable potential.

Fan Seng smiled faintly at Zhang Wuji and stretched out a palm.

Zhang Wuji didn't care at first, after all, the two were far apart, but soon the demon seed sent a warning. His heart was pounding, and in an instant, the palm of the monk turned crimson, from small to large, filling Zhang Wuji's line of sight.

It was as if he saw a red sun rising from the horizon, and he seemed more and more insignificant.

But seeing the palm print, Zhang Wuji had no way to dodge, he could only strive to urge the demon seed, the amazing magic power worked in his body, the demon seed seemed to feel this destructive power, and instantly stimulated a monstrous potential, like surging Han water, to engulf the red sun.

Rumble!

Zhang Wuji flew upside down, and the monk continued to chase, and it was another palm, which was even more terrifying than Shicai's palm, overwhelming the world and destroying everything.

The martial arts he cultivates are very unique, after an ordinary person strikes with all his strength, he needs to return to qi, but he doesn't need it at all, the first palm is the vitality force, the second palm is the death force, and the strength is constantly changing between life and death, and it never stops.

But all the palm power suddenly disappeared without a trace.

An old man appeared in front of him.

The monk had also noticed the old Tao before, but he thought he was mediocre, and when he saw that the sun wheel seals he had urged with the immortal method had all failed, he immediately remembered who he was.

The monk decisively bit the tip of his tongue, and the essence blood spurted out, and he was much older when he was old. But I saw a red light passing by on the riverbank, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The military attache at the head looked at Su Li, suddenly remembered someone, and stammered: "You are ......"

Before he finished speaking, he ran away, and the Yuan soldiers lost their leader and dispersed in a hurry.

Su Li hesitated slightly, looked at the direction where the red light disappeared, shook his head, and still didn't chase after him. This guy is even more cowardly than Qiu Qianren, he didn't expect the other party to be so decisive at first, he missed a blow, directly consumed the essence yuan, and fled thousands of miles away. According to the rare demeanor of the head of Huashan Paiyue.

Zhang Wuji spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, but his eyes were bright and bright, and he looked better than when he didn't vomit blood, he said: "Master, who is that person, it hurts me so much." ”

Su Li said: "It should be the great master of Tantra, the Red Sun Dharma King, this person is only inferior to your big brother Lang's martial arts, you must be careful when you meet him alone." ”

Zhang Wuji said: "Then why did he run away directly, he didn't have the bearing of a great grandmaster at all." ”

Su Li sighed and said, "Wuji, did you say that Master Tai looked too scary and scared him away." ”

Zhang Wuji said: "Definitely not, Master Tai is so amiable. ”

Su Li said: "I'm such a fairy wind dao bone, you actually said that I was just amiable, go back and copy the fairy wind dao bone 100,000 times." ”

Zhang Wuji: "......"

"Fan Yao, the right envoy of the Ming Sect, met Zhang Zhenren. Toutuo approached Su Li with the child in his arms.

With the child in his arms, he smiled at Su Li and said, "After eighty years of farewell, I didn't expect the old man to still be there." ”

Su Li's eyes fell on this child, and saw that he was bright and jade, and his demeanor was like a bright moon and a flowing wind, teaching people not to treat them as ordinary.

The characters he has seen in his life can only be matched by the temperament of one person.

"Eight-division-ba!"