He Chengdao didn't appreciate Zhu Jiuling's dancing, and "hummed". Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He Chengdao was flying from the air, slamming his palm on the stone wall, very majestic posture of a goshawk fighting a rabbit, at this moment there was a sudden loud sound like a yellow bell in his ears, he couldn't help but be shocked, in a panic, the true qi in his body actually went a fork, and he could no longer control his body smoothly, just like a turtle, he landed on all fours and fell hard on the platform.

Rumble!

Smoke and dust rose on the platform, and a muffled snort came from where Zhu Jiuling landed.

He Chengdao couldn't help laughing, he heard from Zhang Wuji's mouth that Zhu Jiuling had persecuted him in all kinds, and he had long held a grudge, and this time he used a little trick to make Zhu Jiuling, a wicked man, so embarrassed, that he felt very happy.

Zhang Wuji smiled bitterly and shook his head, but he didn't blame He Chengdao.

Although he is kind to the point of being almost pedantic, who is truly good to himself, his heart is like a mirror. If He Chengdao didn't want to be angry for him, how could he play an ignorant and masked person for no reason?

"Ouch!" Zhu Jiuling struggled to get up from the ground, but fortunately, there was a lot of dust on the ground, which greatly slowed down the impact when he landed, and the height of his original sweep was low, so he only fell and his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and the external injury was not serious.

Even so, he was tricked by this for no reason, he was also angry in his heart, and he looked at He Chengdao and the others with resentment, not even a trace of nonsense, and did not ask who was playing with him, and slammed his palms into Zhang Wuji's chest.

He Chengdao was about to make a move, but he saw Zhang Wuji winked at him, and when he stood firmly aside, with his arms folded on his chest, he looked at Zhu Jiuling's movements with a mocking face.

In the face of Zhu Jiuling's wide open palm print, Zhang Wuji neither dodged in the slightest, nor did he parry with his backhand, but just stood quietly in place without the slightest reaction.

Zhu Jiuling saw that Zhang Wuji looked down on him so much, not only was he not angry, but he was overjoyed, and the cold snort that shook him to the ground from mid-air contained an extremely deep inner family cultivation, which really made him jealous, so he seemed to be very angry, but in fact, his heart was as cold as ice, and this action was actually more tentative. Seeing that the person in front of him didn't put himself in his eyes at all, he couldn't help but smile in his heart, "You are looking for death by yourself, no wonder the old man is ruthless." Immediately mobilized ten successful forces, and slapped his palms heavily on Zhang Wuji's chest.

Zhu Jiuling originally intended that the kid in front of him received a palm containing his life's strength, and if he didn't die, he would have to be seriously injured and fall to the ground, but he didn't know that the palm force hit the other party, like mud flowing into the sea, and disappeared in an instant, no matter how he urged his skills, the other party still looked at him quietly with a smile, Mo said that he was seriously injured, so he didn't even have a trace of reaction, and in a panic, he wanted to withdraw his palm and retreat, but he didn't know that his palms were like roots, and he still couldn't take a penny even if he used his strength to eat.

Zhang Wuji looked at Zhu Jiuling's anxious sweaty appearance, and couldn't help but smile slightly, he was a benevolent gentleman, even if there was a wicked person in front of him who had almost killed him, he still didn't want to make him too embarrassed, and under the operation of the divine skill, the adsorption force on his chest suddenly disappeared cleanly.

Zhang Wuji's time was too sudden, Zhu Jiuling was using his own strength to retreat, but he was caught off guard, and the internal force that rolled up was too fierce, and he couldn't help but "kick and kick" and retreat more than ten steps before he could gain a firm foothold.

In this battle of rabbit ups and downs, Zhu Jiuling was inexplicably defeated, and at this moment he was shocked and afraid, hated and afraid, and couldn't help but seriously look at Zhang Wuji and He Chengdao, and no longer dared to make a rash move.

After staring like this for a while, Zhu Jiuling suddenly looked suspicious, and cautiously asked Zhang Wuji, "You... Are you Zhang Wuji?"

Zhang Wuji looked at him with a smile: "Uncle Zhu, after a long time, it's hard for you to recognize me." ”

Zhu Jiuling was a strong party in front of Zhang Wuji in the past, but at this moment, when he saw Zhang Wuji admit his identity, most of the fear in his heart went away, but after all, he was still afraid of Zhang Wuji's brilliant martial arts attainments, so he didn't dare to make a mistake, but asked, "What kind of kung fu did you use just now?"

Although Zhang Wuji has achieved great achievements, he has no idea of revenge against Zhu Jiuling, the reason why Shicai refused He Chengdao to intervene in his fight with Zhu Jiuling was because he had the intention of deterring the other party and preventing the other party from having a bad heart towards him again because of the dragon slaying knife.

Zhu Jiuling heard that he was not only jealous of Zhang Wuji's blessings, but also felt sorry for himself and felt sorry for his own miserable experience that was diametrically opposed to Zhang Wuji.

Zhu Jiuling suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed at He Chengdao: "Who is this, why did you appear here?"

He Chengdao never left Zhu Jiuling for a second from beginning to end, and his gaze carried indescribable sarcasm and contempt, which made Zhu Jiuling feel like he was on pins and needles, and he couldn't help but ask at this moment.

Zhang Wuji: "His name is He Chengdao, and he is close to my own brother, as for the origin, please forgive me for not commenting below." ”

Zhu Jiuling heard that Zhang Wuji refused to tell him the origin of He Chengdao, and he was unhappy, but he also knew that with his martial arts, there was no way to take Zhang Wuji, so he had to forcibly endure this breath, and under the turn of his mind, he suddenly put on a smiling face, and even faintly had a hint of flattery: "Then how profound and mysterious is "Jiuyang Divine Skill", Uncle I am very curious, maybe give me a look?"

In order to get a glimpse of the "Jiuyang True Scripture", this person actually regarded himself as Zhang Wuji's uncle, as if the thing that had murdered Zhang Wuji did not exist, which made He Chengdao so disgusted, and the disdain in his eyes increased a little.

Zhang Wuji sighed: "It's late, after the cultivation is successful, I have destroyed it, and it will no longer be visible in the world." ”

Zhu Jiuling was furious when he heard this, and he wanted to scold, but he reluctantly smiled in his heart: "Although the original has been destroyed, since you have practiced the divine skills, the whole true scripture must have been memorized, so how about reciting it and listening to it with my uncle?"

Zhang Wuji felt that it didn't hurt to carry it on his back again, thinking that Zhu Jiuling didn't have the ability to never forget, and was about to speak, but he heard He Chengdao say mockingly: "What kind of thing are you, and you are also worthy of watching the "Jiuyang True Scripture"?"