As the saying goes, people fight for a breath of Buddha to receive a pillar of incense.

After handing it over, Du Ruque regretted why he wanted to fight for this breath, and put the reputation he had earned for many years in the dust.

Like clouds and flowing water, like the wind and falling leaves, the primitive sword style under Wu Zhenghao's sword is fierce and rigorous, and it does not give Du Ruque the slightest chance to attack. Under the blind parry, between the left and the right, the long shirt on Du Ruque's body has already bloomed everywhere. Shoulders, chest and abdomen, right arm bend, thigh base,......。

Finally, Wu Zheng's Haoyue Sword stabbed under Du Ruque's left shoulder with a sneer, the Yunmen acupoint was to the right, and the root of the collarbone stopped.

This is still Wu Zheng heard Du Ruque's words "Wu Shaoxia and slow" in advance, although it was difficult to stop, but he still deliberately controlled the true Qi in his body, so the previous few swords did not cause much damage to Du Ruque, it was just a flesh injury. Even the last sword tried its best to avoid Du Ruque's Yunmen Acupoint, and the tip of the sword was only about three inches into the flesh.

Because the black swimming fish composed of the scriptures from the upper half of the gold leaf, the "Huang Ting Jing", that is, the "Huang Ting Exterior Jade Sutra", always stays in the lower dantian, and constantly rotates slowly and counterclockwise. As it rotates, wisps of True Qi are always generated, so after Wu Zheng uses this set of primitive sword styles, he no longer has any worries about running out of True Qi. Gently withdrawing back the Haoyue Sword that stabbed into Du Ruque's left shoulder, he slightly sensed the True Qi in his body, and found that it had only consumed thirty percent.

I can't explain the reason why it's difficult for me to stop, and even if I explain, no one will believe it, so Wu Zheng put away his sword and retreated, bowed to Du Ruque, and said indifferently:

Du Daxia conceded. ”

Without waiting for Du Ruque's reaction, Wu Zheng turned to face Zhang Cunyi, who was standing on the side and was stunned, and the old man named Huazi, who had broken his right forearm, stopped for a breath before saying lightly:

"Although I don't want to be an enemy of anyone, I won't easily let go of those who intend to do wrong. Last time, the Linglong Pagoda outside Jinling City was plotted by you, and afterwards let the old Huazi escape, I thought that this matter would be over, but who would have thought that the Zhang family would not be able to track it here. ”

Wu Zheng paused, and when he saw Zhang Cunyi's nervous face, he always called Huazi to avoid his gaze, so he continued:

"In this case, go back and pass a message to the head of the Zhang family, and say that Wu Zheng has written down this account. ”

After speaking, Wu Zheng raised his feet and left, without looking back at Du Ruque, the Drill God Sparrow who had been standing there quietly, and did not even make a move to stop the bleeding for himself.

"Haha, hahaha, it's really a hero from ancient times, good skills, good swordsmanship. ”

Suddenly, a loud laugh came from a distance, and the voice landed in front of the person.

Wu Zheng, who had already walked three or four zhang away, stopped in an instant and slowly turned around. I saw a middle-aged couple who looked to be only in their forties.

"Zhang Cunyi, the junior of the Zhang family, visited Lin Daxia, Mrs. Cui. ”

It turned out to be today's martial arts celebrity, the representative of the northern martial arts of Beilin, the town of Sanshan Lin Yue and his wife Qiao Yan Luo Cui Xiang.

As Zhang Cunyi stepped forward to salute, the old man called Huazi also followed closely and bowed down.

"Liang Lu is polite. ”

Only then did Du Ruque, the Drill God Sparrow who had reached out to stop the bleeding for himself, also took two steps forward and bowed with his fists.

"Du Ruque meets Lin Daxia, Mrs. Cui. ”

Wu Zheng naturally will not be an exception, although he doesn't know the purpose of the husband and wife's sudden appearance, he still stepped forward and hugged his fists and saluted:

Lin Daxia praised it falsely, and the students didn't dare to be it. ”

"Husband, the rumors in the rivers and lakes are indeed true, and he is really a young talent. No wonder the girl of the Tie family wants to repent of her marriage. ”

The pretty Yan Luo Cui Xiang didn't care about the embarrassed look on Zhang Cunyi's face at all, and looked Wu Zheng up and down carefully with a pair of beautiful eyes, and her pretty face was full of approval.

It was Cui Xiang who reminded Wu Zheng with his words. A day ago, Cui Jian and his seventeen subordinates were just killed, so if Lin Yue and Cui Xiang came here, could it be a letter from Cui Jian?

Lin Yue has also been observing Wu Zheng, and has turned a deaf ear to the salutes of Zhang Cunyi, the old name Huazi Liang Lu, as well as the Drill Heaven God Bird Du Ruque, Wu Zheng and others.

"Wu Zheng, the name is also good. The husband can't fight with him. ......。 ”

As soon as he said this, he saw that Lin Yue of Zhensanshan suddenly looked up behind Wu Zheng, and Cui Yu also looked behind him. Wu Zheng had already heard the sound of footsteps on the snow behind him, but he didn't turn around immediately.

"Haha, I really didn't expect to see the Young Alliance Master in this stormy wilderness, it's rare, it's really rare. ”

"Xiao Ying has seen Lin Daxia, Mrs. Cui. ”

It's also a sound to people.

Xiao Ying, it turned out to be Xiao Ying.

As the footsteps stopped three steps away from the left side of his body, Wu Zheng turned his head a little nervously to look at the biological father he had never met.

Although he is in his forties, he looks like he is only in his early thirties. It's just that the temples are mixed with stars and white hair, which looks extremely dazzling. The face is slightly thin, but it is angular and handsome. The hair is pinned with a wooden hairpin and hangs down lightly at the back of the head. Dressed in a decent gray robe, it has a sense of elegance in the cold wind. A sheathed sword is placed on his back, and a pair of deerskin boots are underneath. Even though he came by stepping on the snow, there was not a trace of snow on the upper of his shoes.

When Wu Zheng looked at Xiao Ying, Xiao Ying was also looking over, looking at Wu Zheng with a little excitement. Especially the part of Wu Zheng's abdomen that was cut by Du Ruque's Wu hook, Xiao Ying's gaze stayed on it for a full breath.

When the eyes of the two met in the air by chance, Wu Zheng immediately dodged away.

At this time, even if they knew that Xiao Ying was Wu Zheng's biological father, Du Ruque, Zhang Cunyi, and Liang Lu had to step forward to salute Xiao Ying. Xiao Ying did not have a big shelf like Lin Yue and his wife, but returned the salute to the three of them one by one. However, his eyes never left Wu Zheng's side.

After the three of them saluted Xiao Ying one after another, Wu Zheng stood in place and did not move his steps, neither spoke nor came forward to salute.

It stands to reason that Wu Zheng should come forward and say hello whether he wants to recognize each other or not, but Wu Zheng can't figure out how to call Xiao Ying. Others can easily call it the "Young League Master", but if this is said from Wu Zheng's mouth, don't say how Xiao Ying will react when he hears it, even Wu Zheng himself feels sarcastic and sarcastic.

Do you want to call "Uncle Xiao Ying", or Xiao Daxia? It seems even more inappropriate.

Wu Zheng, who had already attracted everyone's attention, was suddenly silent, which suddenly made the atmosphere of the scene awkward.

The three of them were embarrassed, so they were enemies of Wu Zheng. Although the three of them all suffered losses under Wu Zheng, the fact was that they took the initiative to find the three of them. The party that is responsible for the loss is naturally not Wu Zheng.

Of course, Xiao Ying is inevitably embarrassed. Originally, I had always felt ashamed of Ning Yunyan's mother and son, but when we met for the first time today, from Wu Zheng's silent attitude, I already knew that he did not forgive himself in his heart. (To be continued.) )