A young man who looked no more than in his early twenties, holding half a bowl of porridge in his hand, glared at Yu Tianjiu angrily. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"It turned out to be a hairy boy, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead. Yu Tianjiu smiled coldly, Yu Sezi had already walked towards the young man, and pulled out a soft sword like a poisonous snake from his waist, the soft sword was blue and watery, obviously quenched with poison.

The young man clenched his fists, his body trembled slightly, but he gritted his teeth and said, "The master gave me a meal and a place to rest." Even if I, Liang Han, know that I am not your opponent, I can't pretend to be deaf and dumb, like a wood carving clay sculpture. ”

Many people around are still holding bowls and chopsticks in their hands, and there are still unused porridge and rice porridge in the bowls, but they are extremely heavy in their hands at the moment.

Seeing that no one around stood up with him, he just silently put down the dishes and chopsticks, and then put his head aside, not looking at him or the old monk, as if he could feel at ease in this way, the young Liang Han felt inexplicably sad at the same time, but also had a trace of regret, which seemed to be too impulsive.

Yu Sezi had already walked to the opposite side of the young man Liang Han, and the soft sword in his hand was spitting the core of a poisonous snake.

Liang Han pulled out the whistle stick from his waist and held it tightly, his knuckles were a little white.

The young man looks like he is just acquired, but he is afraid that he will not even have complete internal strength, if he can set foot in the congenital in this life, it is the ancestors who burned high incense, and the ancestral tomb smoked. But Yu Sezi is an out-and-out innate master, the two are not of the same level at all, and it only takes a moment for him to be killed.

"Stop!" the old monk spoke, but his thin body seemed to contain a huge amount of power, and he blocked the young man's face in one step, and then grabbed Yu Sezi's soft sword with his thin fingers.

"Old thing!" Yu Sezi's face was fierce, and he couldn't draw a soft sword, so he slapped his waist, and more than a dozen blue spikes flew towards the old monk.

The old monk waved his empty hand, and suddenly gave birth to a knife qi out of thin air.

The sword flashed, and the dozen or so spikes were cut off along with the soft sword and fell to the ground.

"What a fast knife!"

"What a ruthless knife technique! He is indeed Wang Xu, the sword king of northern Sichuan. ”

Yu Tianjiu said: "You finally made a move!"

"Give me death now. ”

Yu Tianjiu said, billowing black smoke came out of his hands, and the whole person was wrapped in black smoke, where the black smoke passed, there was a strong smell of corpses, and people who were relatively close were all stunned, and their faces were black for fear of danger.

The old monk held it empty-handed, as if he was holding a long knife in his hand, his expression was sad and extremely heavy, as if a layer of shackles had suddenly been put on his body.

Yu Tianjiu suddenly stood in front of the old monk, and suddenly he was not in a hurry to attack.

A pair of jade-like palms appeared in his wide-sleeved robe.

Tyre!

With a loud shout, Yu Tianjiu took a deep breath, and his jade-like palms were suddenly congested and expanded, becoming the size of two fans.

Old Jianghu, those who are familiar with him should recognize it, this trick is Yu Tianjiu's original trick that Yu Tianjiu has practiced for decades, called 'Big Stone Mill'. Agitate qi and blood, expand your hands like a grinding plate, and with a clamp between your hands, the steel will also be ground for you.

The old monk suddenly retracted his knife, and instead pinched the Buddha beads with his fingers, and shot the Buddha beads out with ten fingers.

The Buddha beads were like bullets, densely flying towards Yu Tianjiu, but the parts that hit were only some joints, obviously the old monk didn't want Yu Tianjiu's life.

This move of the big stone mill changed from heart to heart in Yu Tianjiu's hands, the original killing move turned into a defensive move, and the palm of his hand waved the Buddha beads that were difficult to see with the naked eye, and they turned into dust under the grinding of his hands.

The merchants who hid far away had already been stunned, they had never thought that they could be so powerful, it was simply beyond common sense. Although they walk in the rivers and lakes, they are too far away from the real rivers and lakes after all. Those encounters that belong to the masters, they may not have seen them in their lifetime. Of course, this may be lucky.

Bang! Bang!

Yu Tianjiu's whole person was sluggish, like a pigeon that had been hit by an arrow.

His eyes bulged out like dead fish's eyes, and his face, which was originally just old, was full of hideousness, and there was a hole the size of a fist in his palms and knees.

Embedded in it is a Buddhist bead.

"How is it possible! How can you be so much stronger than me? I have practiced hard for so many years, and I have already cracked your sword technique. Impossible... Yu Tianjiu's face was full of hideousness.

The old monk clasped his hands together and said, "Master Yu, the Northern Sichuan Sword King is dead, and the only one left here is the old monk Kushan." ”

But the god operator said to Gu Chuanxia, "Do you see it?"

Gu Chuanxia said: "Of course! I am familiar with it, this is the supreme magic skill of Dingzhu Demon Subjugation." Although I took it away, I still knew it. ”

"It seems that he really has something to do with Xuzhu. At that time, the Vulture Palace collected many martial arts in the world, and most of the Shaolin 72 stunts were also among them. Xuzhu was born in Shaolin, so he returned all these stunts. But... It seems that he is also a martial artist after all, so I still watched it. The god operator said.

"Don't look any further! just take it away!" After saying that, the god operator had already stepped out, stretched out his hand and grabbed the old monk.

Suddenly shocked, the old monk was unprepared, and his martial arts were far from being the opponent of the god operator, and he was held by a handful of the veins, and his true qi could not be used.

The next moment, the god operator grabbed the old monk and flew out of the temple gate, galloping towards the top of the Buddha's head.

Gu Chuanxia smiled slightly, grabbed the Liang Han in his hand, and also disappeared in place.

The temple was as quiet as death.

The changes between the ups and downs of the rabbit are difficult for them to accept.

The fierce and powerful Yu Tianjiu was easily defeated by an old monk, and before he could digest this matter, the old monk was taken away by the mysterious person even more easily.

Many people suddenly felt that the rivers and lakes were too deep and there were too many masters. The fledgling has lost the passion that spreads, and I think it's better to go back to my hometown.

There are also many people who noticed Liang Han's disappearance, and suddenly felt as if they had lost some opportunity, perhaps an opportunity to change their fate. There was a look of regret on his face, and he just wanted to beat his chest.

Above the head of the big Buddha, the god operator asked the old monk straightforwardly, "Where is the virtual bamboo now?"

The old monk said unhurriedly: "Master, his old man is naturally where he should go, how can I know, monk?"

As soon as the divine operator raised his eyebrows, he was about to get angry, but Gu Chuanxia said: "Master is relieved, we have no malicious intentions. What's more, how can we be the opponent of Master Xuzhu? Looking for him is just an important matter to discuss!"

The words paused, and Gu Chuanxia glanced at the god operator strangely.

But look where there is anger on his face.

"Damn, old fox! I'm waiting for me to sing with a white face! I'm stupid enough to jump out. Damn retarded!" The expression on his face remained unchanged, but he secretly cursed himself in his heart.

The old monk said: "The monk did not lie, and the monks did not speak! The master's words before leaving entered the deep mountains, participated in meditation and enlightenment, eliminated demons with the sea of suffering, and purified all sentient beings." There is no direction, where the road is, the direction is there. ”

(To be continued.) )