The scimitar of the wounded face came silently, went without leaving a picture, and drew an extremely beautiful arc and slashed at the man's left shoulder. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, Zhang Zhan knew that the weapon that Wan Yan was most comfortable with was the pair of heavy hammers he held when they first met. It is clear that on the battlefield, the scimitar is more destructive than the hammer. Because it wasn't a one-on-one duel, but a sea of people coming and going. The hammer needs space to swing, and it is difficult to exert its effectiveness on the battlefield, so it will be discarded and used in favor of the scimitar.

Zhang Yan's attack on his lower plate made him unable to turn around without scruples, forcing him to deal with his thick-backed knife, so that he couldn't care about each other. So even if Zhang Yan only slowed down his rhythm at all, Wan Yan Injury, who was the main attacker, would definitely be able to take advantage of the problem, and Zhang Yan Injury also believed that Wan Yan Injury had the ability to capture the opportunity of the white horse's passage.

The two are full of tacit understanding, and their wishful thinking is very loud. But after all the calculations, it was impossible to calculate that he was motionless, and he really turned his back on the enemy in the future.

The scimitar almost turned into a flash of silver light, and when it invaded the man's shoulder three inches in an unpredictable trajectory, I saw that the man just slapped back with one hand, clenched his palm into a fist, and poked out his thumb alone, so miraculously that he could not be more clever and pressed on the side of the scimitar.

The two intersected with each other's energies, and sneered at each other.

Zhang Yan, who caught up later, had not yet swung his knife and slashed down, and suddenly the true qi flowing around came to his face. And Zhang Yan knew that if he continued to rush forward with his head stuffy, he would definitely be dismembered by this air current. In desperation, he sighed secretly, and slashed at the strongest point of the airflow, cutting off the remaining strength of the two of them.

Then Zhang Remnant took advantage of the situation to hold back the retreating Wanyan Injury with one palm, and when the Wanyan Injury just stood still, he withdrew his hand in time.

Looking at the man again, he was still motionless with his back to Zhang Yan and Wan Yan Injury, and even his long hair reaching the ground did not have the slightest ripple. The only thing that had ever moved was the cocked thumb he was keeping.

If someone does this to you in normal times, it means compliment. But at this time, the two of them just wanted to dig a hole in the ground and get into it, ashamed.

The two joined forces to attack, but they were defeated by him with one move, and they didn't even get the qualification to make him turn around and face the enemy head-on.

Even immortals could not achieve such impressive results.

Before Zhang Yan was frightened, the man suddenly said: "This little brother Zhang next to him, why does he have the brand of a family teacher in his body?"

Zhang Yan was stunned for a long time, and he didn't know what he meant. However, he knew that he had a wordless heavenly book in his body, and he thought that he should be referring to the old man with a ghost hand, so he replied to himself: "What did the family master say to the little brother after suppressing the killing intent of the counterattack for the little brother?"

Zhang Zhan suddenly realized at this time that he should be referring to the old monk in the temple on the outskirts of Lin'an City.

The name of the temple is really difficult to remember, but he knows that he was facing a life-and-death situation at that time, and the old monk who suddenly appeared gave him a pure true power, making him turn the corner. Now after this person mentioned it, after Zhang Shui recalled it for a long time, Fang replied uncertainly: "At that time, the master seemed to say something, wait for the junior to let go of everything, and then go to him." ”

As if confirmed, Zhang Yan nodded: "Well! ”

Except for the sound of the mountain wind whistling, there is no other hearing, and it seems that the mountain is particularly lonely and desolate.

After remaining silent for a long time, the man said softly: "This sentence was actually conveyed to the subordinates by the family teacher Zhang Xiaobrother. ”

Zhang Yan was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but say: "How can the seniors be so sure." ”

The man didn't answer, but said lightly: "Please let the little brother convey to the family teacher, I have disappointed him." Then he said as if to himself, "One man said he never wanted to see me again." Therefore, if that person is alive for a day, I will never leave Qilong Mountain for half a step, and be willing to decay here. ”

I don't know how plain he is to say such an unforgettable sentence full of grievances.

Zhang Yan couldn't help but think of Qu Wang's intention at that time and said: "It turns out that some people miss some people, and not mentioning them does not mean that they have forgotten." ”

He is definitely a demon monk serving demons. As for the person in his mouth, it was definitely Shangguan Bing, who had turned all beings upside down.

The people of their generation are really a tragedy. Because of one woman, she has ruined so many amazing and gorgeous immortal masters. Sometimes the destructive power of beauty is really irresistible.

Zhang Yan asked, "The predecessor is a demon monk serving the demon?"

He still didn't answer, but listened to him say in a tone that looked through the autumn water and saw through everything in the world: "Let's go down the mountain." ”

After Zhang Zan's and Wan Yanshuang glanced at each other, Zhang Zan's heart was terrible.

Sure enough, Wan Yan took a big step forward: "The senior just said that the dense fog has surrounded his subordinates, I wonder if this is true?"

The demon monk said calmly: "If you are not invited, you have never been able to go back to Qilong Mountain. ”

Wanyan was shocked all over his body, his fists were clenched, and his teeth were gritted.

Zhang Yan knew that he was also arrogant and arrogant, and it was unlikely that he would ask for it softly, so he said: "Can the seniors let these people go for the sake of the juniors passing on the word for the commander?"

The demon servant said lightly: "Little Brother Zhang begged for retribution, and from then on, you and I will write it off." ”

Then he said: "Little brother Wanyan, I will give you a chance to make ten moves, if you can force any movement in the rest of the body except for the left hand, you will win." ”

Zhang Zhan thought of the ease of retreating from the enemy with his move just now, and looked at the thumbs up action he still maintained, so he pretended to be humble and asked, "I don't know what kind of reputation my predecessor's move just now?"

The so-called knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent is invincible.

Although there are many martial arts factions, you can get a glimpse of them from the name of martial arts. For example, the Kunlun faction has a "rainstorm pear flower gun", and you don't need to fight to know that this marksmanship pays attention to speed and density.

Therefore, if you can know the name of his martial arts from the mouth of the demon servant, then you can be regarded as having some understanding of his martial arts paths.

Of course, the demon servant knew Zhang Yan's careful thoughts, but with his pride, he still said lightly: "One finger Zen." ”

Listening to the name, you know that this is an authentic practice of Buddhism.

And Buddhist disciples rarely walk around in the rivers and lakes, and even if they do, under the heart of Buddha, they almost never compete with others. Therefore, Zhang Zhan did not know much about the kung fu of Buddhism, let alone the more advanced Zen skills. After looking at Yan Hurt with his eyes, he found that he also showed a blank look, obviously at a loss.

However, this still could not stop Wan Yan's determination, after all, the life and death of 8,000 soldiers rested on his shoulders.

Wan Yan injured himself in the shortest possible time, and the endless pressure turned into unyielding motivation, and said proudly: "The seniors can just let it go! By the way, if the juniors take the lives of the seniors by mistake, I don't know who to find to solve the formation?"

As soon as such heroic words came out, the momentum of the whole person suddenly increased to the peak in vain, and the whole person was majestic, like a god.

Serving the demon was silent for a long time, and when he was not only imposing, but also had his spirit and spirit at the highest level, Fang said lightly: "I deliberately waited until the little brother Wanyan was at his peak to defeat him, because I hope that after ten moves, the little brother will still remember what he said." ”