I saw Chu Hao's fist flying like a meteor, and bursts of air explosions exploded above the old Taoist's head!

The corners of the old Taoist's mouth curled, and he didn't care, with a flip of his wrist, the Qingfeng Sword in his hand drew a full moon, and the silver-white sword body was drawn in mid-air, as if it was really like a full moon rising from the sea. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This is exactly what is in the Tai Chi Sword, the sea rises and the moon rises!

This sword protects the old Taoist priest tightly, which can be described as impermeable and water-inadequate!

The old Taoist priest was full of pride in his heart at this time, he wanted to see how Chu Hao took his move.

If Chu Hao held a blade weapon in his hand at this time, he might still care about one or two, but Chu Hao actually used a pair of fleshy palms against the enemy, it was a little too much, and he would look down on him too much.

If he holds a blade and loses to Chu Hao, then he is really going to die!

There is no way, compared to the meat palm, the Qingfeng Sword in his hand really occupies too much advantage, and it can even be said that he is already invincible.

He dared to take Chu Hao's palm, so did Chu Hao dare to take him with a sword?

And after fighting Chu Hao for so long just now, he still saw some of Chu Hao's weaknesses, that is, Chu Hao's body style was not as good as him.

Although Chu Hao's body method is similar to that of the Swimming Body Baguazhang, and it can even be said that it is more clever, but after all, he has been immersed in the swimming body Baguazhang for decades, and it can even be said that these eight directions have been imprinted into his bones and become his instinct.

He can't beat it, he can't run it, he wants to see what Chu Hao will do now!

But to everyone's surprise, in the face of this sky-rushing sword light, Chu Hao still blasted down with one punch, not even the slightest intention to dodge, as if this sword light emitting cold light did not exist at all.

In an instant, the whole air was completely frozen!

The surrounding Wudang disciples' eyes widened and they held their breath.

Han Lu and Xia Yun even raised their hearts to their throats, wanting to scream, but they couldn't make any sound.

Chu Hao copied it with his hand, and directly clamped the Qingfeng Sword in the old Taoist's hand with his hand, the old Taoist's face changed drastically, he didn't expect that Chu Hao really wanted to play the set of empty-handed white blades, so he couldn't help but look down on him too much.

The technique of snatching the white blade empty-handed is not uncommon in any school and boxing, but the difficulty is that there must be a very big disparity in strength between the two, so that it is possible to successfully capture the white blade empty-handed.

He really couldn't evaluate whether Chu Hao was looking for death or death now.

But he knew very well that he was completely despised by Chu Hao, a milk doll.

At that moment, the old Taoist priest's heart was ruthless, his wrist flipped over, and the Qingfeng Sword in his hand stirred, he wanted to see if Chu Hao's palm was really sharper than his sword!

But to the complete surprise of the old Taoist, Chu Hao actually bent his five fingers and grabbed them directly on the blade of the sword.

This really scared him, you must know that he grabbed the white blade empty-handed, and even dared to touch the sword spine with his palm in a place without a blade, as for the sword blade, I am afraid that even a master of transformation would not dare to touch it, Chu Hao is really too big.

But immediately after, the old Taoist priest felt an incomparable vast power coming from the sword, and his hand involuntarily let go.

In the next moment, I saw Chu Hao and the old Taoist priest's figures staggered, and the two turned their backs to each other and stood quietly on the ground.

As for the people around them, they shattered their eyeballs.

Oh my God!

They really couldn't believe it, how could the Qingfeng Sword in Uncle Qingde's hand appear in Chu Hao's hands.

At this time, the old Taoist priest was covered in a cold sweat, and looked at his hands blankly, as if everything in front of him was illusory, and his sword was actually still in his hands.

"Bang dang!"

Chu Hao casually threw the Qingfeng Sword in his hand to the ground, making a crisp sound!

This crisp sound is like a morning bell and a dusk drum, instantly pulling everyone's souls back.

The old Taoist priest was even more dead-faced, no matter how much he didn't believe it, he couldn't change the fact that his sword was taken away.

However, what made him even more frightened was that Chu Hao's fingers were broken by him now, and he didn't even shed any blood, this is too terrifying, could it be that Chu Hao still practiced with a vajra cover, and the iron cloth shirt could not be made.

Chu Hao naturally hadn't practiced the golden bell jar and iron cloth shirt, but he had the golden silk gloves that he had systematically drawn.

When he drew this glove, Li Lingsu introduced that this glove is invulnerable, invulnerable, and he was still skeptical, but now that he tried it, the system produced it really deserved its reputation, and when he held the blade just now, he felt that his hand was scraped by a very blunt scraper, and he didn't feel pain at all.

As for the Wudang disciples around, they were even more stunned, they couldn't believe it at all, what kind of skill and what kind of strength could actually take away the Qingfeng Sword from Uncle Qingde's hands, this strength was probably going to be thrown out of Uncle Qingde's eight streets, but looking at Chu Hao's appearance, is there such a powerful young man in these years?

And some disciples whose strength is quite good, now they can't believe what they saw, at that time, Uncle Qingde didn't react at all, the Qingfeng Sword was taken away, but he also flipped his wrist, but what made them wonder was why Uncle Qingde flipped his wrist and the sword was still taken away.

Han Lu and Xia Yun screamed, and rushed directly to the Taiji Diagram, surrounding Chu Hao, with starlight flashing in their eyes, and a thousand words in their mouths, but they couldn't say anything for a while.

The surrounding Wudang disciples widened their eyes, and they closed Chu Hao's finger just now, they really didn't understand it wrong, these two beautiful girls were actually their girlfriends.

If it weren't for my girlfriend, would this expression?

Are you kidding.

There is no reason for this, and for a while, Chu Hao's slaps in the face of the Wudang faction were all hurt by the current show of affection!

"Poof!"

The old Taoist priest suddenly became angry, a mouthful of old blood spurted out, and his body fell straight to the ground.

The frightened disciples hurriedly rushed over and lifted the old Taoist priest up with all hands and feet.

However, after all, it is just qi, plus practicing martial arts all day long, although he is older, his body is still very good, and the old Taoist priest actually woke up again in a blink of an eye.

Pushing away the surrounding disciples, the old Taoist priest reluctantly stood up again.

"Uncle Qingde, I'm guiding that junior brother again. ”

Suddenly, a hearty laugh came from afar.

The eyes of all the Wudang disciples suddenly lit up, and they came to save the stars, and it was the eighteenth senior brother who spoke.

Their generation is a teacher's generation, and the age gap between the brothers is quite large, the older one is about the same as Uncle Qingde, and the younger one is Shi Ming, who just didn't wear open crotch pants.

And the eighteenth senior brother, in his thirties, is the year of fighting, and when he is in his twenties, he has already become a master of dark energy.

And he was sent down the mountain early, joined a very mysterious department, and there were many Wudang division commanders in it, as for what to do, the head of the master had repeatedly ordered them not to inquire, but they vaguely knew that this department had great power, and the eighteenth senior brother had recently been promoted, this time it was a vacation, and the eighteenth senior brother came back.

Now that the eighteenth senior brother is here, Wudang's face can finally be saved.

After walking in a little, Zhang Shiyong saw that something was wrong, why was there a young man who didn't wear a Wudang robe in the middle, and why was Uncle Qingde's face so ugly.

"Eighteen Senior Brothers!"

Finally seeing the savior, the little Taoist priest ran over, hugged Zhang Shiyong's thigh, and said urgently: "Eighteen senior brothers, someone is bullying my master, you have to be the master for me and my master." ”

As he spoke, the little Taoist priest also had a few snot bubbles, and there was an indescribable sense of pity.

Zhang Shiyong frowned, he had already hit the Wudang Mountain Gate, which was a bit deceitful.

However, what is a little strange about him is that looking at the back, this person should not be very old, and although Uncle Qingde's strength is only in the bottom few of the uncles and uncles of the previous generation, he will not be defeated in the hands of a teenager.

"There are eighteen senior brothers who are in charge of you. ”

Saying that, Zhang Shiyong said slowly: "This friend, since he has already hit my Wudang Mountain Gate, then I naturally want to ask Your Excellency for two tricks." ”

Chu Hao turned around, and suddenly felt bored, this big faction is in trouble, and if you provoke one, it is like stabbing a beenet's nest, it is really useless.

It's just that what's interesting is that the ordinary people are all beaten small, and the old ones are coming, and now this Wudang faction is upside down, and they are beating the old ones and the small ones.

But as soon as Chu Hao turned his head, that Zhang Shiyong's face changed suddenly, as if he saw something strange.

"Mr. Chu, why are you here?" Zhang Shiyong said.

Chu Hao was a little puzzled, this person knew himself, and if he looked closely, he really knew this person.

This person is not an outsider, they are all Longteng's people, and they are also people around Liao Laosan, every time Chu Hao meets Liao Laosan, this person is by Liao Laosan's side.

Immediately after, the two were silent for a while, which seemed a little embarrassing.

As for the people around, the second monk was even more confused, could it be that the eighteenth senior brother knew this kid?

"Are you a disciple of Wudang?" Chu Hao said a little uncomfortably.

But after saying this, he felt like he was going to slap himself, isn't this nonsense, he didn't listen to the shouts of the eighteenth senior brother just now.

"Yes. ”

Zhang Shiyong replied, but there was an indescribable awkwardness in this expression.

I really don't know if it's because Huaxia Martial Arts is too small, or if there are too many masters of Longteng.

"This ......"

As he spoke, Zhang Shiyong pointed to the little Taoist priest who was still holding his thighs at his feet.

"Take a step and speak. ”

The two walked to a secluded place, and Chu Hao told him what had happened.

"For this matter, I will compensate you on behalf of Uncle Qingde. Zhang Shiyong said helplessly.

He still understands what kind of virtue his uncle is, so he naturally knows that Chu Hao's words are true.

"That's not necessary. Chu Hao waved his hand.

Liao Laosan helped himself a lot, and this Zhang Shiyong was taken by Liao Laosan's side, so he was naturally a cronie of Liao Laosan's side, and Chu Hao naturally didn't care too much.

"Eighteenth Senior Brother, you have to be the master of my master. ”

I didn't know if I was in a hurry, the little Taoist priest twisted his butt again, hugged Zhang Shiyong's thigh and said.

In an instant, Zhang Shiyong felt that his head was about to explode, this matter was originally provoked by Uncle Qingde, and his fist and foot kung fu were not as good as others, so defeat is defeat, what else is there to say.

What's more, Uncle Qingde, including his own juniors, doesn't know what Chu Hao's identity is, he follows Liao Laosan all day long, how can he not know Chu Hao's true identity.

Now, thank God, Chu Hao is not injured, let alone missing arms or legs.

In case Chu Hao dares to do anything, I'm afraid that the entire Wudang Sect will not be at peace.

Not to mention, Chu Hao is the nephew of the team leader, just as Chu Hao is now famous in China, and even all over the world, but if something happens, I am afraid that it will attract countless reporters and reports in an instant, and when the time comes, it will be angry in China!

There is no way, Chu Hao is now known as the most outstanding scientist of the younger generation, this young generation, but the standard of the academic world, in the academic world, is generally counted as a young person before the age of forty-five.

In other words, among the scientists before the age of forty-five, Chu Hao is already the most outstanding, and he is the leader of the future academic world, and he may lead the pace of human progress and highlight the way forward.

Such a person, even if it is a small injury, if it is magnified to the entire human world, it is a huge loss to the entire human race.

But looking at the bottom again, the little Taoist's face that has been wronged to the extreme, Zhang Shiyong can't say anything to refuse.

A smile crossed the corner of Chu Hao's mouth, but if you look closely, you will find that Chu Hao's smile is actually a little cold.

Maybe it was because the memory left by the little Taoist priest was too deep for him before, and he always felt that the little Taoist priest rushed over on purpose.

After all, from Zhang Shiyong's expression and tone just now, Chu Hao couldn't see that he had the intention of continuing to embarrass himself.

But now, as soon as the little Taoist priest said this, it was clear that he was roasted on the fire.

Suddenly, the old Taoist priest coughed, waved his hand, and beckoned Zhang Shiyong over.

"Do you know this person, is that sect a disciple?" the old Taoist priest asked.

It seems that he still remembers Chu Hao's identity.

"Uh...... , no door, no faction. ”

Zhang Shiyong thought for a moment and replied.

"Is there really no way to do it?" The old Taoist's voice suddenly rose a lot, and his complexion changed suddenly.

However, such a drastic change in mood caused the old Taoist priest to cough several times in a row, and then he came to his senses, and he felt that he almost coughed out his heart, liver and lungs just now.

"I guess, I don't know. Zhang Shiyong scratched his head, a little strange, why did Uncle Qingde always struggle with what kind of sect Chu Hao was.

The old Taoist priest's face was like ashes, and finally he asked unwillingly, "Then where did he learn this kung fu?"

He was really unwilling, and he didn't want to believe that he had lost so badly, even if he was really defeated in the hands of a nameless and powerless boy.