Yang Zixu saw that Yiqing had gone far away, and the sun was about to set in the west, so he said to the hero, Caiyi and Da Mao Ermao: "It's getting late, you have to hurry up and go back." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoLet's compare the strength of our feet and see who can get home first."

The hero and Caiyi listened, sitting on the ground and roaring wolf, and Da Mao Ermao also beat his chest and roared, it seems that these two people and two wolves are not convinced by his appearance.

Yang Zixu smiled indifferently, bent down to pick up a small stone, and said to them, "I'll throw the stone into the sky, and we'll start running when the stone falls to the ground." After saying that, he used enough internal strength and threw the stone in his hand into the sky with all his might. “

The two savages and the two wolves just looked at the sky stupidly, and no stone fell for a long time. By the time they realized that they had been deceived, Yang Zixu had already turned into a small black dot in the distance。。。。。。

At this time, Yang Zixu had enough strength to run with his feet, he grinned and bloomed, those ancients, I can't fight. You four, I can't fight anymore, what face do you have to say that you came through time. Hehe.

The sun was setting little by little, and a dark cloud was slowly drifting in from the east, and it seemed that it was going to rain soon, and I had to hurry back to the ruined temple as soon as possible. At this time, he had been running frantically for more than an hour, leaving the hero, Caiyi and Er Savage far behind, but Yang Zixu suddenly found that he was lost.

The sky gradually darkened, and the dark clouds in the distance splashed into the sky like heavy ink. After a few lightning flashes and thunders, it rained heavily, the land became muddy, and it was much more laborious than usual to run, and since the crossing, Yang Zixu was afraid of this thunder and lightning, and at this moment, looking at the wind and clouds in the sky, and the surrounding darkness, a sense of danger in his heart surged into his mind.

Yang Zixu, who was a little tired, stood on a thick treetop and gasped, he exhaled a few heavy breaths of turbidity, and the white mist was soon drowned in the heavy rain. Wet and wet, he used his internal strength to protect his internal organs, and he did this to prevent colds, knowing that in this era, more people died of typhoid fever than all other diseases combined!

He looked around, except for the same woods and the same hills. Now that the sky is full of dark clouds, there is no way to distinguish between the southeast and the northwest, so it is better to raise enough energy and wait until dawn is looking for a way back.

He gasped, except for the sound of the wind in his ears, it was the sound of rain, but he felt a trace of heat at the back of his neck! This is the hot breath breathed out of a person, Yang Zixu intuitively felt that this person would not be more than thirty centimeters away from him, what kind of person actually appeared behind him silently, with his current skills, that is, within a radius of dozens of meters, a copper coin fell to the ground, and he could hear it really.

Yang Zixu stood quietly, motionless. He had goosebumps and then calmed down, his muscles tense like a leopard about to pounce on its prey.

The man seemed to know that Yang Zixu had discovered him, and the two confronted each other quietly, like two chess players playing against each other. Yang Zixu's internal strength lies in the five senses, and he suddenly felt that the raindrops had stopped, and he saw every drop really well.

Suddenly, with the force of his feet, he jumped forward violently, and in this jump, he jumped more than ten meters. As soon as Yang Zixu's toes landed, he moved more than three meters to the left... In this way, after tossing and turning nine times, he stopped. Because he knew that the man behind him was calmly following him like a maggot attached to the bone.

Yang Zixu stood up slowly, the man didn't make a move, he spit out a breath of turbidity, the man hadn't made a move, Yang Zixu was about to rush forward with his legs, his left foot just lifted, but he twisted his waist suddenly, and kicked it with a roundabout kick.

When Yang Zixu turned around and finally saw the man clearly, he saw a broken sack on his head, even his hair was tightly covered, and a gray robe was worn on his body.

Yang Zixu thought that this kick could kick this person's sleeve robe to pieces, but after this kick, he felt as if he had kicked on the steel bar poured from concrete, and the man's sleeve robe was undamaged, but his legs were sore and sore. 'Iron Sleeve Gong', isn't this the kung fu of the Taishan faction? Could it be that this person is a master of the Taishan faction?

Yang Zixu bowed his hand and said, "Your Excellency is the senior of the Taishan Sect, and the junior Wudang Sect is a registered disciple. I don't know what kind of misunderstanding I have with my seniors?"

The man giggled and laughed, but did not answer. He walked over leisurely, and slapped it with a Shaolin long fist. Yang Zixu deliberately compared his internal strength with him, so he made all his efforts to meet it. As soon as the two exchanged palms, Yang Zixu found that the other party's internal force was useless at all, and his own internal force surged over like a tide. He secretly said that it is not good, I just accidentally killed Zhang San a few days ago, and today I killed this person by mistake, and I really have no shame to live.

Yang Zixu wanted to recover his internal force again, but it was not too late. He was just about to worry that the other party would vomit blood and die, but the man just shook his body for a while, and said in a yin owl's voice: "Doll, good internal strength." After speaking, he was with Yang Zixu again.

Yang Zixu was shocked in his heart, my full palm is a stone tablet can be broken into two sections, and this person received a palm from me, just a shake of his body, who is this person, he has such amazing martial arts.

The man fought with Yang Zixu with one hand for dozens of moves, among which the martial arts of each sect were there, and Yang Zixu didn't see the way. The man suddenly took a few steps back, broke two branches, threw them to Yang Zixu, and then used the branch as a sword, and stabbed him with a poisonous tongue.

The swordsmanship of the Emei faction, aren't all the Emei faction women? Yang Zixu couldn't control it so much, and used the Wudang swordsmanship such as the Nine Palace Bagua Sword and the Taiyi Xuanmen Sword in one go.

That person is not strong in internal strength, and his moves are also exquisite. His sword moves were easily dissolved. After nearly 100 moves, Yang Zixu couldn't get close to him.

Yang Zixu became more and more shocked, he pondered for a moment, and suddenly realized, he couldn't help laughing. So he stabbed the opponent's chest with a move of scorching sun, and the figure flickered, and he made a move to turn around and stroke the willow, avoiding his sword edge, and the branch in his hand swept Yang Zixu's ears.

Yang Zixu's sword piercing the air was already expected, this move was to get close to this person, he saw that he didn't have time to withdraw the sword, so he let go of the branch in his hand, squatted down with a move, and stretched out his right hand into a knife-like shape to slash the man's armpit.

The man obviously didn't expect Yang Zixu to take a risk, he sighed, and his body actually moved back three feet out of thin air, dodging the knife. Yang Zixu didn't wait for the person to stand firm, he got up and made the tip of the sword with his hand, and with a move, the green dragon went out to sea and stabbed the man's dantian acupoint.

The man held a sword flower from the branch in his hand and stabbed Yang Zixu's right vein.

Yang Zixu turned a blind eye to it, and he didn't hide or hide, obviously the other party didn't expect Yang Zixu to fight with his life, he also stopped the branch in his hand and let Yang Zixu pounce.