Cheng Shaoqing saw the bodies of his wife and his beloved son separated and died tragically, and he couldn't help but have his heart broken, and his eyes were flushed red. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info roared, grief-stricken, the palm of the true qi surged, the strength of the stirring sound, the autumn water sword came out of the sheath, with a touch of cold light and flew into the air.

With the sword moving, the probe grabbed the long sword in mid-air, the person and the sword merged, and under the traction of the qi machine, it turned into a cold light, stabbing Tong Tian's throat.

Du Shengge's eyes were also wide, and he turned his hand to show the judge's pen that was more than a foot long, and he stepped forward in a roar. The two judges' pens shook and hissed, like a poisonous snake spitting out letters, making tricky shots, always attacking from unexpected angles, and the tip of the pen pointed to Tong Tian's body to ask for acupoints, specifically injuring the eight veins of the Qi Sutra.

Bloody Hand Tong Tian let out a strange laugh, his true qi condensed in his palms, and his thin hands like chicken claws suddenly doubled in size, red like blood.

It's the terrifying clutches of the Blood Shadow!

Tong Tian's palm was strong, his strength burst like thunder, Cheng Shaoqing was like a lonely boat in the angry sea, and the long sword was suddenly deflected. kicked out, avoided the phantoms, and almost kicked Du Shengge's wrist. The body did not move, but it had already broken the blow of Cheng and Du's joint efforts, which made Du Shengge's heart sink, knowing that he was afraid that he would not be able to be good tonight.

Cheng Shaoqing was grief-stricken, and his shots became more and more aggressive, and his moves were all life-threatening, and he did not hesitate to die together.

The Wudang faction is famous for its swordsmanship, and Cheng Shaoqing, as a personal disciple of the Wudang Sect Leader, has a deep understanding of the essence. This time, he struggled to get his life, his power increased sharply by three points, and Du Shengge, whose martial arts were not under him, helped him, and suddenly forced the bloody hand Tong Tian to take three steps back, and he was no longer as calm as before.

"Two nameless juniors actually forced the old man to retreat, if it spreads, wouldn't it make people laugh!" Tong Tian raised his eyebrows, a little anger appeared on his face, and shouted.

His eyes flashed with fierceness, and he slashed out several palms one after another, shaking Cheng and Du apart.

Suddenly, he stepped forward, his palm passed through the layers of sword shadows, and silently imprinted on Cheng Shaoqing's chest, and he vomited out, and suddenly shook Cheng Shaoqing away, and his sternum was shattered, like a dead branch breaking, and he was in mid-air, and the blood was already vomiting wildly, and before he could land, he was already dead of anger, and his life was black.

"Big brother, old devil, I'm fighting with you!"

Du Shengge roared sadly, and the judge went straight into Tong Tian's ribs, but was kicked in the lower abdomen by Tong Tian, and his strength entered his body, breaking his heart and dying. Bloody Tong Tian stepped forward a few steps, searched for the wordless book on the two of them, and couldn't help but laugh wildly, the sound was like a night owl, the figure soared into the air, and the night sky turned around, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

In less than a moment, three figures jumped up from the roof of the house on the other side of the street, swept across the street more than ten zhang wide, pointed their toes on the wall, and the figure rose again, chasing down in the direction where Tong Tian disappeared.

Under the moonlight, the bamboo cane flashed with a touch of verdant crystal, which was the famous three friends of the year and the cold on the rivers and lakes.

In the past few days, the people in the rivers and lakes have long suspected that the wordless book of heaven is in the Weiyuan dart game. It's just that as a fellow martial artist, Wudang and Shaolin have been in charge of the rivers and lakes for hundreds of years, and their momentum is like the sky, so they have many scruples and are secretly watching. Only Tong Tian, the big devil with bloody hands, acted recklessly, and went straight to the door to commit murder, and the blood shadow clutches killed the head of the dart Cheng Shaoqing and took away the wordless heavenly book.

It's just that in this way, the Book of Heaven changed hands, but it also made the people in the rivers and lakes no longer have any worries, just like Qin lost his deer, attracting the world's heroes to chase it together.

The night is hazy, the black shadow is sufficient, the sound of clothes breaking through the air is endless, near the Weiyuan dart bureau, there are constantly night pedestrians in the rivers and lakes sweeping up, leaping like flying, and chasing outside the city like flying fires and meteors.

Suddenly, a long howl faintly came from the night sky, and I saw a group of several people stepping on the moonlight, galloping towards the Weiyuan Dart Bureau. The whistling sound is not stopped, several figures have been drawn down like meteors, the current person's temples are white, the eyes are blazing, the silver-white robe is flowing with the wind, a shake of the dust in his hand, standing with one hand, quite a bit of fairy wind bones.

The rest of the people were also dressed up, over fifty years old, carrying a green steel long sword, but it was Wudang Yiyangzi Dao Chang who led the Wudang Seven Sons, who were famous for the Tiangang Beidou Sword Array, to arrive overnight.

It's just that in the eyes, Cheng Shaoqing and Du Shengge were both lying on the ground, and the two heads rolled down in front of the steps, and their eyes opened violently, as if they were extremely unwilling.

One of the seven sons of Wudang stepped forward a few steps, pressed his hand on Cheng Shaoqing and Du Shengge a few times, raised his head and said: "Senior uncle, Senior Brother Cheng was shattered by someone with a domineering palm, and Du Dart's head was broken and died, I don't know who the murderer is, he is so vicious, even women and children are not spared." ”

Yiyangzi's eyes swept Shaoqing's corpse, his face changed slightly, and he said: "Shaoqing's is the blood shadow clutche, isn't the big devil bloody hand Tong Tian thirty years ago dead?

"Uncle Shi, the wordless book of heaven is not on Senior Brother Cheng, it must have been taken away by the big devil of Tong Tian, the blood stains on Senior Brother Cheng's body have not yet condensed, Tong Tian must not have gone far, we will immediately set out to catch up and recapture the wordless book of heaven. Someone from the seven sons of Wudang proposed.

"Chase!" Yiyangzi raised his two silver eyebrows slightly, and shouted in a deep voice.

Several figures rose to the sky, their footsteps were weak, and they disappeared into the vast night in a blink of an eye. came and went in a hurry, but even the corpse was not buried, leaving the corpse outside, the dead leaves drifted in the wind, and the corners of the clothes moved, adding a little desolation.

Outside the dart game, a figure walked slowly out of the narrow alley on the side of the street.

White-clothed Shengxue, with a black gold folding fan in his hand, hanging a jade exquisite fan pendant, crystal clear, and the floating spike hangs low. On the fan surface woven by silk, the pen walks the dragon and snake and writes three wild grass fonts, 'square white clothes', but the back is full of fingertip-sized seal characters, the words are profound, obscure.

"The wordless book of heaven is hidden in Jiangzhou, the world's peerless learning is lost all over the world, the Jin Ge Iron Horse is in turmoil, and the dry bones and lonely souls have nowhere to return!"

Fang Baiyi stared at the Weiyuan Dart Bureau, his expression was thoughtful, and what he whispered in his mouth was a few proverbs that had been widely circulated on the rivers and lakes in recent days. After groaning, he muttered in his mouth, and said: "The wordless heavenly book, the world's peerless learning, is there really a wordless heavenly book in this world?"

After thinking for a moment, he closed the folding fan with a 'brush' sound, and walked towards the outside of the city, his steps were slow, but he took one step at a time, and his figure was disillusioned, and the person was already more than ten feet away, and he had disappeared at the end of the street after only a few steps.

The sky broke down, and the east showed a touch of crimson, and the bloody hand boy finally stopped.

Running around all night, even though he was as strong as Tong Tian and his internal strength was unfathomable, his face was also a little pale at this time, and his true qi was seriously depleted. Pifu is not guilty, conceived his guilt, Tong Tian shot to seize the wordless book of heaven, and immediately became the target of the public, encountering more than ten vicious fights along the way, including many top masters such as Sui Han Sanyou.

In the rivers and lakes, in order to win the wordless book of heaven, they are not afraid of death, and various attack and killing methods emerge in an endless stream, and they do everything they can.

Now is different from the past, accustomed to stealth in the dark, sneaking without a trace, in order to be able to fight with many top masters on Yunmeng Mountain for six days and six nights, now, the eyes on the rivers and lakes are all focused on Tong Tian, so that he has nowhere to hide. Half an hour ago, Tong Tian shot out to send away a group of masters who were tracking, but he also received a heavy blow from the other party.

With great effort, he temporarily avoided the tracking of the people in the rivers and lakes and was able to take a breather.

"Snort"

Tong Tian took a deep breath and wanted to use his exercises to breathe, but suddenly he heard the sound of breaking the air, and saw a black mang cut through the sky and hit Tong Tian directly. His eyes were slightly condensed, and his thin palms like chicken feet poked out, and he had firmly grasped the object in his hand, but it was a dark iron token.

The front of the token is engraved with a commanding word, but on the back is a demon head, with fangs on its dark eyes, as if blood is dripping, which is daunting.

Tong Tian saw the token in his hand clearly, his face suddenly changed, he touched the ground on one knee, clenched his fists above his head with both hands, and shouted with his head down: "Subordinate Tong Tian, see the owner." ”

There was a sound of clothes breaking through the air, and a black shadow fell on the spot, a black shirt, a grimace rusted with gold thread on his chest, a cloak hanging behind his back, a young face full of determination, holding a sheathed long sword in his hand, his eyes were indifferent, as if he was accustomed to life and death, revealing his disregard for life.

"The right protector, the wordless book of heaven has already arrived, and the owner attaches great importance to it and cannot afford to lose it. The Nether Envoy looked arrogant and said coldly.

"Special envoy, this seat has won the wordless heavenly book, and is about to return to the village and dedicate it to the owner. Tong Tian stood up, returned the token to the Netherworld Envoy with both hands, and said.

The Nether Envoy took the token, nodded, but said: "No need, Right Protector, the owner of the village has an order, ordering me to bring the Wordless Heavenly Book back to the mountain villa, you can hand over the Wordless Heavenly Book to me now." ”

"What?"

Tong Tian was stunned, and immediately said angrily: "Special envoy, this seat is also going to return to the villa, why don't you let this seat directly send back the wordless heavenly book, but let the special envoy ...... instead"

When the Netherworld envoy heard this, his face turned slightly cold, he raised the token in his hand, and shouted: "Netherworld Iron Order, just like the owner of the village is here, does the right protector want to disobey?"

"Returning to the owner, my subordinates don't dare!" Tong Tian hurriedly knelt down on one knee, bowed his head and clenched his fists, and said with a respectful expression.

"Hmph, forgive me for not daring!"

The Netherworld envoy snorted coldly, put away the token, and said: "The wordless Heavenly Book has caused an uproar in the rivers and lakes, the bloody hand Tong Tian reappeared in the rivers and lakes and won the wordless Heavenly Book, everyone in the rivers and lakes knows it, if I hadn't led Wudang Yiyangzi and others to other places last night, how could you get out so easily, the right protector intends to return to the villa at this time, is it not that he wants to lead many masters of the rivers and lakes to the Netherworld Villa?"

Tong Tian's expression was slightly abrupt, and he suddenly understood, and said: "I see, but this seat is too negligent, fortunately, the owner of the village is thoughtful, so there is a special envoy of Lao." ”

After speaking, he took out the wordless heavenly book from his bosom and handed it to the Netherworld Envoy.

The envoy of the Netherworld took the wordless book of heaven, his face also softened, and said: "Although the right protector can rest assured, this time he got the wordless book of heaven, the right protector of the law is great, this envoy is just obeying the arrangement of the owner, and he is just running errands on his behalf, and he will never dare to be greedy for the work of the sky, the right protector, the situation is urgent, this envoy will return first, and the right protector will turn the world upside down in the rivers and lakes to confuse people's ears and eyes." ”

Flying over, his toes dotted on the branches and leaves of the grass one after another, and he was away in an instant. Tong Tian sat down cross-legged, exercised pranayama to restore his true qi, and soon left.

Not far away, the white shadow swayed, but it was Fang Baiyi who walked out slowly from behind a big tree that the two of them were hugging.

His eyes were deep, looking at the direction in which the Netherworld Envoy disappeared, and he said to himself: "Netherworld Villa? It's just that why is this Netherworld Envoy so familiar, Master, I have been trapped in the underground labyrinth for fifteen years, and I have never known friends on the rivers and lakes, so I shouldn't have a sense of déjà vu, right, who is this Netherworld Envoy?"

Step by step, unleash that unpredictable footwork, and the figure is disillusioned step by step, chasing after the Netherworld Envoy who has long since disappeared.

Fang Baiyi was the boy who was washed into the underground river by the undercurrent when he was a child, and was trapped in the underground labyrinth by mistake.

A few years ago, the Innate Infinite Body Protector Shengang broke through the realm of refining the gods and returning to the void, and stood at the peak of the acquired master, touching the threshold of the innate realm. It's just that since then, the martial arts cultivation has not made any progress, and there have been many attempts to lift the Soul Breaking Stone, but it is a mayfly shaking the tree, and the Soul Breaking Stone is like a copper cast iron sculpture, standing still.

Seeing that there was no hope of getting out of the predicament, Fang Baiyi couldn't help but feel proud. If it weren't for the fact that after meditating and refining qi for many years, the state of mind is calm and peaceful, and the despair brought about by this kind of hope alone is enough to make people go crazy.

Fortunately, there is no endless road.

Half a month ago, Fang Baiyi went to the river to fish to satisfy his hunger, and it happened that the dark river had a short interruption due to the change of the earth's crust, and the water level fell suddenly, almost exposing the riverbed. In an instant, Fang Baiyi jumped down, his body flew away against the water, and in a hurry, he only brought out a black gold folding fan.

Not long after Fang Baiyi jumped down the dark river, the sound of 'rumbling' came like a tsunami, the dark river was surging, and it was instantly hidden, and several old trees were also uprooted and rolled down the river.

The strength of the whole body is exerted to the extreme, like an arrow from the string, competing with the turbulent dark river.

Even so, in the end, it was with a breath of inner breath true qi that he sneaked for hundreds of miles, and almost died in the underground dark river, so he rushed out of the underground and was able to see the light of day again. After a little inquiry, it was more than a thousand miles away from Jiangzhou, but fortunately, there were still a few golden beans on the body that were used to flick the fingers to punch the holes, and I found a small town to take care of it properly, and set off to Jiangzhou.

Mr. once talked about the sinister nature of the rivers and lakes, and practiced unfathomable peerless martial arts, and it was inevitable that he would walk around the rivers and lakes in the future, hiding his real name along the way, and calling himself Fang Baiyi.

Seeing that he had rushed to Jiangzhou, his home was in sight, but he encountered a wordless book of heaven and rivers and lakes. There are a lot of implications, and only by delaying a few days before going home, otherwise he will get into trouble with a ruthless big devil like Bloody Tong Tian, and he is only afraid that there will be more than a dozen people in the family, and no one will be spared.

After the Netherworld Envoy got the wordless Heavenly Book, he didn't dare to linger for a moment, and he exerted his light skills to the extreme, sweeping like flying. But he ripped off his cloak, crumpled it into a ball and threw it into a layer of weeds a few feet away, and the withered grass fell off, revealing a miserable white face, not at all angry, obviously dying of exhaustion.

His clothes were open, and his bare chest was tattooed with images of demons, just like the demons on the Nether Iron Order.

Grabbed the black clothes on his body and tore them all, revealing the blue cloth short coat inside, and he was no longer a mysterious and weird Netherworld Envoy. The young man looked back at the way he came, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and ran away.

The young man was obviously not the real Netherworld Envoy, but Li Daitao had deceived the Wordless Heavenly Book from Tong Tian's hands. After running for more than 100 miles, he slowed down, turned the long sword in his hand and put it on his shoulder, and walked towards the mountains and forests.

Suddenly, the eyes of the young man walking were slightly condensed, but on the mountain road ahead, an old beggar staggered along.

The clothes were ragged and filthy, and the gray beard and hair were clinged to the dead leaves and grass clippings, and they were as messy as a chicken's nest, and the body emitted a foul smell, pungent to the mouth, and almost disgusting.

The dark yellow face was rubbed with patches of stains, and the old eyes were dull and dull. The corners of the trousers are pulled up to the knees, and the exposed calves are full of poisonous sores, and a little sticky pus is coming out, which makes people feel compassion and can't bear to look at it directly. The hands were holding a wooden staff, and the handshake was smooth and bright, apparently caused by frequent rubbing.

His steps staggered, and he moved forward unusually slowly.

Unintentionally raised his head, saw the young man in front of him, his eyes suddenly panicked, ashamed of himself, hurriedly dodged to the side of the road, but his legs and feet were inconvenient, he staggered a few steps to the edge of the cliff, staggered, and was about to fall down the mountain.

"Be careful, old man!"

The young man's eyes were bright, and he once thought that the old beggar was dressed by the people of the rivers and lakes, but he saw that the old beggar's steps were vain and unstable, the poisonous sores and pus on his legs smelled foul, his eyes were dull and dim, and his eyes that had been numb after vicissitudes did not look like a disguise. Finally, I couldn't bear to see the old beggar die here, his body swayed slightly, and he rushed forward to hold the old beggar, and his fingers crossed the old beggar's veins, and found that the old beggar's body was empty, without a trace of internal strength.

The old beggar seemed to be frightened by the danger just now, and as if he was worried that the stench on his body would be unpleasant and to be blamed, he retracted his arms, and almost squeezed his body into the wooden staff, and was cowardly and cowardly, and did not dare to say a word.

The young man sighed, shook his head secretly, shoved the old beggar with a few taels of silver, and turned to leave.

Seeing the young man walking away, a fine light flashed in the old beggar's eyes, and his palm was flipped, and there was already an extra scroll of silk book in his hand, and the scroll was written with four ancient characters in the wordless Tianshu.