The old monk's white eyebrows jumped, and his face was still calm: "What kind of treasure map? The old monk doesn't know?"

Hu Jing sneered: "Old monk, what are you pretending? You know very well, what I'm talking about is Yang Zhangao's treasure map." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info I know that you are a disciple of Xu Shigong, others don't know your martial arts path, but some people do, it's really thanks to Lu Shao's master. ”

Most people who didn't know these words were in a fog, only Pan Yue and Hui Yuan were more well-informed because they had heard about Yang Zhangao, Xu Shigong, and the treasure map, and their faces changed for a while, and they looked at the old monk in disbelief.

Hu Jingsheng was in his hands, and he was not in a hurry to question the old monk, but looked at Lu Tianyang, who was "struggling" to stand up but couldn't stand up, with a mocking face: "Lu Tianyang, how does it feel to make wedding dresses for others?"

Lu Tianyang's face was full of anger: "Hu Jing, how dare you team up with Wang Qingming to use poison gas to assassinate so many fellow martial artists present?

Hu Jing's face changed, and he quickly snorted coldly: "Thanks to you, now the relationship between the Wulin League and the Notoriety Chamber of Commerce is tense, and the Notorious Chamber of Commerce is instigating a civil rebellion in Wei County, and my master and his old man have rushed to assist the government to quell the incident, and it will be at least a few days since he came back." By then, you will have been reduced to ashes!"

Lu Tianyang didn't believe that a man like Yan Donghui would deal with the martial arts sect in the Huashan area for the so-called treasure map, and he was immediately relieved when he heard Hu Jing's words, proving that Yan Donghui really didn't participate in this incident! Otherwise, he really had to give up the three-star task, and he couldn't hand over the treasure map to Yan Donghui.

His mind turned sharply, in addition to Wang Qingping and his two disciples in the Qingping Taoist Sect this time, the rest of the masters including Ma Chuan and Qiu Baishu were also poisoned, and it is estimated that even Hu Jing and Wang Qingming who participated in the implementation of this poison gas incident were only a handful of people.

Thinking of this, Lu Tianyang was even more calm, but he still pretended to be annoyed and panicked on the surface and said: "Hu Jing, do you want to kill all the people from all the sects and factions present?

"Chase and kill?hahaha, do you think the current world is still the same as before?Now that the Zhou Dynasty is worried about internal and external troubles, and the Jiangnan Righteous Army is everywhere, as long as I get to Jiangnan, what can the Great Zhou Dynasty's Wulin League do to me?" Hu Jing looked at Lu Tianyang mockingly: "Don't you want to delay time and luck to detoxify, I'm not afraid to tell you, you are soft tendons and veins, without my antidote, even if you are a grandmaster-level transcendent master, you can't gather strength!"

Most of the people present are old rivers and lakes, and when they hear this name, their faces are colorless, and some people give up their luck and detoxification in despair.

The soft tendon is one of the rare strange poisons in the world, from the Tianji Cave in Miaojiang, and the "Hundred Snakes Devouring Bone Gu" of the Miaojiang Wuxian Sect is as famous as the rivers and lakes, but this soft tendon and vein scatter rarely appear on the rivers and lakes of the Central Plains, and I don't know where Hu Jing and Wang Qingming got this strange poison?

Lu Tianyang's face was like ashes, and he sighed: "Hu Jing, although your martial arts are high, you are not Wang Qingming's opponent, are you not afraid of getting the treasure map and being taken away by Wang Qingming?"

Wang Qingming smiled gently, with kind eyebrows: "Lu Tianyang, do you still want to sow discord at this time? Lao Dao cooperated with Brother Hu, and the goal was not a treasure map. No matter how clever you are, you don't want to shake the relationship between Brother Hu and Lao Dao. ”

Hu Jing glanced at Lu Tianyang coldly, then turned around and returned to the old monk: "Old monk, you'd better hand over the treasure map obediently, otherwise you'll ......"

His body swayed, and he came to Huiqing's side, reaching out and pressing on the top of Huiqing's bare head.

"Otherwise, I will kill him first, and then kill the monks of Yuntai Temple one by one!" Hu Jing's face was extremely cold, although he had not really performed martial arts, but with the previous palm holding down Ling Huzhong in the early stage of the master realm, it could be guessed that his martial arts had at least reached the middle stage of the master realm. Now, with a single stroke of luck, this palm pressed on Huiqing's bald head can easily shatter Huiqing's skull that has lost the body protection domain.

The old monk sighed: "Donor, the gold and silver treasures are just a passing cloud, why are you obsessed with this?"

Hu Jing said coldly: "Don't talk nonsense, do you say it or not? I'll count to three! three! two!"

Just as he was about to count "one", the old monk suddenly called "Amitabha", and suddenly his body was like a phantom, flying up like a goshawk, and his hands turned into thousands of palms, like a net, covering Hu Jing directly!

This was unexpected, and everyone present exclaimed in surprise, and even Lu Tianyang was secretly taken aback. But he immediately understood, just now the old monk had already noticed when the poisonous smoke was spewed out, presumably he had been entering the internal breath similar to the fetal breath method, and almost did not inhale the poisonous gas, so the poisoning was extremely light, and there were still eight or nine of the ten martial arts in his body.

After all, Hu Jing got the true biography of Yan Donghui, and he was not chaotic in the face of danger, he shouted and blasted out with both fists at the same time.

His move is a trick in the thirty-two types of mountain collapse boxing, which is called mountain avalanche and ground cracking, which means that the two fists that condense the strength of the whole body come out together, even if the mountain has to collapse, the ground has to crack!

The old monk's palms flew over, like a thousand arms, completely enveloping Hu Jing's fists, only to hear the sound of fists and palms intertwining, the fists of the two had collided no less than 100 times in an instant, Hu Jing's moves were heavy, the old monk's palms were long, and Hu Jing's fist strength was unloaded through countless slaps.

Hu Jing only felt that his unrivaled fist strength was like being caught in a net, and he couldn't exert fifty percent of his usual power, and he couldn't help but be angry.

Everyone saw that the old monk had a long beard fluttering, and his momentum was like a rainbow, and they couldn't help but cheer loudly, as long as the old monk could defeat Hu Jing and Wang Qingming, they would be saved!

Wang Qingming's eyes flashed, he took two steps forward, and said loudly: "Brother Hu, do you need help from the old way?"

Hu Jingxin was arrogant, and said coldly: "No need! This old guy has been using the fetal breath method to hold his breath, and he can't last long, let him do everything to the sky, at most he can block my five punches!"

I have to say that his vision is really sharp, and he saw the reality of the old monk at once, and he knows more clearly the advantages and disadvantages of both sides.

The problem is that Hu Jing takes the antidote and is not afraid of poisonous gas, and the old monk must secretly use the fetal breath method to hold his breath, and the loss of internal force is far better than his, and it will not last, so Hu Jing confidently said that the old monk can only block himself five punches at most.

The old monk's white eyebrows tightened, and suddenly thousands of palm shadows merged into one, and went straight to Hu Jing's fist. His concentrated all-out move is the only chance to win the current predicament.

Hu Jingli shouted: "It's a good time!" His whole body bones rang violently, and he mustered up all his strength to take the old monk's palm.

"Bang-" The wind scattered, and the two of them retreated at the same time, Hu Jing's skill was finally inferior to the old monk, his face was flushed like blood, and he retreated five or six steps in a row, while the old monk only took two steps back.

Suddenly, everyone exclaimed, "Be careful!"

But it was Wang Qingming who suddenly shot out and slapped the old monk's back from behind!