"Hmph, even if you are a famous Mongolian golden knife horse, today I will weigh how many catties and taels you have" Huo Du snorted coldly, folded his fan, and cut towards Guo Jing's neck.

Each fan bone of the folding fan is cast with dark iron, and after being infused with internal force, it is extremely sharp, and the cold light of the forest flickers on the fan page, and the pure black color gives people a terrifying and eerie feeling.

Guo Jing's arm was opened, he bent over and turned around, avoiding the sharp fan bone of the dark iron fan, dodged to Huo Du's side, grabbed Huo Du's arm with both hands, and immediately grabbed his arm, twisted it behind him, and held it tightly. Huo Du was suddenly restrained, and it was difficult to break free. His martial arts are still too far behind Guo Jing, and he is not an opponent at all.

However, it wasn't over yet, Na Huo struggled a few times, and when he saw that he couldn't get rid of the struggle, he changed his strategy, he didn't retreat but advanced, flipped his wrist, threw out the folding fan in his hand, and the folding fan quickly shoveled towards Guo Jing's chest.

Guo Jing was shocked, this Huo Du's methods are really good, and the kung fu is quite flexible, presumably from a famous master. However, he didn't pay attention to Huo Du's blow, he pushed Huo Du away, caught the rotating folding fan with his bare hands, Guo Jing reversed the folding fan and shot it towards Huo Du's arm.

He shot in a measured manner and did not make a dead move.

Huo Du's identity is not simple, looking at the kung fu of these guards and his gorgeous robes, you can know that this guy has a deep background, and he can't easily kill him, otherwise, if he kills the little one and the old one, in the future, the Quanzhen Sect will not have an innate master apologetic, then it will be dangerous!

The folding fan castrated extremely fast, and Huo Du's skills couldn't dodge it at all, so he could only avoid the danger of being cut off by his arm, and his arm was scratched by the folding fan.

The "ding" fan slammed into the wall behind it and nailed it deeply.

Huo Du knew that Guo Jing was powerful, he looked at Guo Jing, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, he covered his arms and cautiously approached his guards, but if he couldn't beat him, he wanted to escape.

Heroes don't suffer immediate losses!

Seeing that he was about to succeed, he used a bunch of guards as a shield to win his time to escape, but he didn't expect that the big man looked honest, but his head was not stupid at all, and before he could fly out, the big man beckoned, and a strong suction force struck, and he couldn't control his body and flew towards the big man!

"You killed so many disciples of the Quanzhen Sect, do you want to just leave?" Guo Jing shouted, his thick and thick palm had already pinched Huo Du's neck, Huo Du was suddenly suffocated and his face was flushed, this big hand was infinitely powerful, he couldn't break free at all, and it was difficult to even breathe!

"Little prince!" The guards shouted in panic, wanting to come to the rescue, but they were afraid of angering Guo Jing and killing Huo Du.

"Little prince?" Guo Jing looked at Huo Du in surprise, although he guessed that his identity was extraordinary, he didn't expect him to be a prince!

"Which tribe are you the prince of?" Guo Jing asked.

"Hmph, what do you have to do with it!" Huo Du's face changed slightly, and an abnormal flush appeared, and he gritted his teeth at Guo Jing and shouted.

Guo Jingzai carefully looked at Huo Du from top to bottom several times, but he never thought that this guy's demeanor was like the prince of a Mongolian tribe, so he finally had to give up this idea. He had lived in Mongolia for more than ten years when he was a child, and he had been with the Mongolian Great Khan Tiemu for several years, and he had basically seen the leaders of some big tribes in Mongolia.

Guo Jing sighed, slapped Huo Du on the chest, and slapped him out of the hall: "Get out!"

Huo Du fell to the ground, clutching his chest and spurting out a mouthful of blood, he glanced at Guo Jing fiercely, and said, "Ten years later, I will definitely learn Your Excellency's high skills again!"

With that, he turned over and flew down the mountain.

The guards scattered and chased down the mountain.

Guo Jing looked at the back of Huo Du leaving, a trace of memory flashed in his eyes, and after a while, he still didn't find anything, so he turned around to inspect the situation of Quan Zhen's sixth son.

The six sons of Quanzhen and the three generations of disciples have all been poisoned by cartilage powder, and they can't lift a trace of internal strength on their bodies, and their hands and feet are sore, but it's not a deadly poison, as long as they rest for a few days and wait for the poison to dissipate.

After Guo Jing finished checking, he put his mind at ease, helped them to their seats one by one, and then invited the disciples to go to find Xiao Yang. When he came up the mountain, he discovered the abnormality of Chongyang Palace, and arranged Yang Guo to hide in a remote place, and he came up first to investigate the situation. Now that the matter has been resolved, he hurriedly instructed the Quanzhen disciples to find Yang Guo back, after all, this trip is mainly for his business!

At that moment, Guo Jing talked to a group of Quanzhen Taoist priests, and the disciples went to find Yang Cheng.

......

On the mountain road, Li Mochou hugged He Bu's drunken body, and followed closely behind Grandma Sun and Xiaolongnu, her face was anxious, why is this Chongyang Palace so far away from the back mountain!

"Hmm, poof"

After constantly bumping on the way, why not get drunk and finally couldn't help it, lying in Li Mochou's arms, a mouthful of blood protruded, as if the gate had been opened, why not get drunk, the blood in his mouth seemed to be spraying without money.

The blood soaked Li Mochou's white clothes, slid down her clothes, and fell to the ground drippingly, forming an intermittent thin line on the mountain road.

"Woo, husband, you must hold back!" Li Mochou was completely frightened when she saw why she was drunk and kept vomiting blood, and her distressed legs were almost weak!

It's also strange, why not get drunk all the way, the amount of blood loss has already reached the maximum limit that the body can bear, but he has always kept breathing and heartbeat, even if it is weak, he has always insisted!

Li Mochou's chest had already been stained red by He Budrunk's blood, the blood stains were stretching, mottled until the hem of her skirt, looking from a distance, her front was completely dyed blood-red, I didn't know that I thought she was seriously injured!

Finally, after a quarter of an hour, they saw the outline of Chongyang Palace.

The main hall of Chongyang Palace.

Ma Yu looked at the stubborn little figure standing beside Guo Jing, with a loving look on his face, what a handsome young man!

Yang Kang gave birth to a good son with great talents, this child has wonderful roots, good understanding, and his eyebrows are full of a smart and smart atmosphere, if he can teach him well, he will not be a world-famous figure in the future!

Qiu Chuji looked at Yang Guo lightly, and then looked at his senior brother Ma Yu, seeing him with a satisfied smile, he finally couldn't help but speak: "Senior brother, be cautious, this child's father ......"

"Senior brother!" Ma Yu suddenly snorted coldly, and said, "Be cautious! How can a monk have such a vulgar thought?"

"Yes, senior brother!" Although Qiu Chuji was unwilling, but Ma Yu was a senior brother after all, and he was highly respected among the seven sons, so he had to listen to his words!r1152