Yue Ziran coughed dryly and glanced at the nameless warrior monk, interrupting his complaint.

"Hmph. There was a sound of disdain from outside the inn, and Luo Chuan walked in with Mu Nianci, Xie Ran and others, "Don't come to harm's place, monk." Luo Chuan said expressionlessly.

"Huh. The nameless warrior monk looked up, "The weather is good." ”

Yue Ziran held his forehead and said that the weather depends on the roof.

The nameless warrior monk also seemed to know that this excuse was bad enough, so he snorted, rubbed his stomach and muttered that he was so hungry, and slowly moved towards the kitchen.

Luo Chuan was about to ridicule the nameless warrior monk a few more words, but when he looked up and saw Jiang Yuhan, his face suddenly became gloomy.

Yue Ziran still didn't know about the grievances between the two. In Luo Chuan's heart, the culprit who killed Luo Shui was Jiang Yuhan, who was forced to take Luo Shui's life back then, but his hatred was still very strong. Yue Ziran and Jiang Yuhan will fight sooner or later, and Luo Chuan wants to use Yue Ziran's hand to avenge Luo Shui.

Of course, only she knows what Luo Chuan thinks in her heart now.

Jiang Yuhan and Ruo sat at a table, with their backs to Luo Chuan, and their bodies shook when they heard the sound, but they didn't turn around, and they sat for a long time before raising the wine jar and continuing to drink.

Luo Chuan has a very high status in the hearts of everyone in the Star Picking Building, and he usually never dares to slack off, if he stands up, he bows his hand to Luo Chuan.

Jiang Yuhan didn't look back, Luo Chuan didn't pay attention to him, and after bowing back to Ruo, he took a few steps forward and stood beside Yue Ziran, seeing the Ming Sect Leader's coughing and uncomfortable appearance, he sneered: "You are not dead yet, it is really a miracle." ”

The Ming Sect Leader sat on the chair, stared at Luo Chuan gloomily after the cough stopped, and said in a deep voice after a while: "I disappointed you." ”

Yue Ziran was close to Luo Chuan's ear. said in a low voice: "It was the people of Mingjiao who seriously injured Tang Tang's father at the beginning. ”

"I know. Luo Chuan didn't have the slightest surprise on his face. "That's when he was wounded. ”

Yue Ziran was surprised. However, there is not much to say about the wrong occasion. He actually had two things in his heart, and turned his head to see the nameless warrior monk and Ma Dutou tiptoeing out of the kitchen, and asked, "Old man, has Miss Ke'er ever been with you?"

The nameless warrior monk chewed the food in his mouth, nodded first and then shook his head, and swallowed hard before he said, "We were together in the Western Regions, but we parted ways after entering the customs. She and a few monks of the Black Sect were going to Huashan. ”

"Huashan?" Yue Ziran wondered, "What are you going to do in Huashan?"

The nameless warrior monk made an unclear expression and continued to bury his head in the steamed bun in his hand.

"What about the black jade intermittent ointment?" Yue Ziran asked again, his eyes staring at the ugly monk behind the black-clothed man.

When the nameless warrior monk went to the Western Regions to arrest the fire foreman Tuo, Yue Ziran asked him to pay more attention to the black jade intermittent ointment of the Vajra Gate. Now that the nameless warrior monk has returned to the Central Plains, the fire foreman Tuo must have been caught, and he should have received the black jade intermittent ointment.

"On him. Ma Dutou bit half of the green onion in his hand and pointed at the ugly monk.

The black-clothed big Han Wei felt bad, and hurriedly pulled the fire foreman Tuo back, but unexpectedly, Yue Ziran was faster, and almost instantly Yue Ziran had come to the two of them. The right hand grabbed the ugly monk's shoulder.

Wei You's cold ice palm was pressed against Yue Ziran's body. Yue Ziran did not retreat, and with a move of his left palm, "Kanglong has regrets", brought a dragon roar. Faced with the ice palm of Wei You's envoy.

The black-clothed man had a frosty look on his face, and in Yue Ziran's opinion, he must have practiced kung fu such as yin to cold. He didn't wait for Wei You to make the cold ice internal force invade the veins, and the Jiuyang internal force had already gushed out and drilled into the tendons and veins of the black-clothed man.

The "yang" of Jiuyang's internal force is not to talk about the icy internal force of the right envoy of Wan Kewei.

"Ahh

He felt a burning pain in his arm.

Where Jiuyang's internal force passes, it turns from yin to heat, which is simply two heavens of ice and fire. The muscles and veins obviously couldn't withstand such sudden changes, and in a moment the blood was pouring out, and the whole arm was already useless.

The Ming Sect Leader made a move.

His body suddenly bounced up from the chair, pulled away Wei You's envoy with one hand and threw it to his subordinates, and the other palm faced Yue Ziran, after a solid palm with Yue Ziran, the empty palm of the previous Laiwei Right Envoy swept towards the tabletop, and the whole table suddenly cracked in half, and the gaps collapsed in a moment.

The Ming Sect Leader's body was safe and sound, and he fell to the chair.

"Qiankun has moved?" Yue Ziran stood up and asked, seeing the other party nodding, he praised: "Sure enough, there is something unique." With that, the palm of his hand grabbed the ugly monk again.

Obviously, the ugly monk or the black jade intermittent ointment is also useful for the Ming Sect, at least the Ming Sect Leader is likely to be inseparable from the chair, so when Yue Ziran's palm grabbed the ugly monk again, the Ming Sect Leader struck again.

Yue Ziran had already taken precautions, and turned around and waved out a move "Flying Dragon in the Sky".

The fierce road taken by the eighteen palms of the dragon descending is very difficult to unload its domineering power according to common sense. The sect leader of the Ming Sect was obviously confident, he did not avoid or retreat, and after receiving Yue Ziran's palm, his whole body jumped up, and after being close to the beam, his palm fell down again.

The great shift of Qiankun was really successful, Yue Ziran thought to himself, only the method of using its strength to fight is not comparable to those of "four or two thousand catties".

The body of the Ming Sect Leader was about to fall, and Yue Ziran was about to make a move, when he caught a glimpse of Luo Chuan's figure flashing out of the corner of his eye, and Tianshan Zhenmei's hand turned into a palm shadow in the sky and hit the Ming Sect Leader.

In terms of palm power, the eighteen palms of the dragon are the first in the world, but in terms of subtlety, the Tianshan Folding Plum Hand far exceeds the eighteen palms of the dragon.

The internal strength of Tianshan Zhemei's hand is feminine and changeable, and it is by no means something that can be resolved by a Ming Sect leader who has not even learned about it. Therefore, when he saw Luo Chuan, the face of the Ming Sect leader became solemn, and he retreated as soon as he touched it, and he would never dare to fight.

Yue Ziran grabbed the ugly monk again, the ugly monk's hands were tied, and no one could untie them, so he could only kick them over. Yue Ziran was not polite to him, he avoided it sideways, cut off his outstretched leg with one palm, grabbed the shoulder of the ugly monk, and threw it in the direction of the nameless warrior monk.

This set of actions rises and falls, all in one go, and looks pleasing to the eye.

Ma Dutou took over the ugly monk, patted the ugly monk's head, and said proudly: "Let you be rampant, my Ma Dutou is a brother all over the world, and any one can catch you." ”

Luo Chuan's strength has only recovered seventy or eighty percent now, Yue Ziran was worried about her, and after she succeeded, she didn't stop, and drew her sword and prepared to besiege the Ming Sect Leader from the side.

Between the lightning and flint, a long sword stopped in front of Yue Ziran.

Jiang Yuhan made a move.

His sword body was as clear and cold as a cold pool, and a fierce sword intent approached Yue Ziran.

The inn, where the torches were flickering, suddenly felt a great chill, and the air became a little heavier.

Seeing this scene, Ouyang Feng held his breath and concentrated. When the swordsmen of the world fought, the only thing that could attract his attention was the battle between the two in front of him.

After Yue Ziran was forced to retreat by a sword, he turned around and pulled out another listening string sword, and the two swords did not stop to greet Jiang Yuhan behind his hands.

Yue Ziran's sword was very fast, and only a few afterimages crossed in Ouyang Feng's eyes, bringing up a piece of silver light, like a sudden lightning, cutting through his eyes and astonishing everything.

Compared with Yue Ziran, Jiang Yuhan's sword was not fast, and the few sword flowers that he pulled out bloomed in the lightning storm brought up by Yue Ziran's fast sword, like a white lotus flower that bloomed tenaciously in the rain, standing still like a mountain in the face of wind and rain. (To be continued......)