"The Nine Yin True Scripture, worn by Huang Shang. He had promised to give the book to me as soon as it was completed. Hong Jin's voice rang out suddenly.

Everyone in the audience was stunned, even the dying Wang Chongyang had a strange look in his eyes.

Everyone showed a look of disbelief, please, even if you want to deceive the Nine Yin True Scripture, you should find a reliable reason.

"I know that you can't believe such a statement. But that's just the way it is. Hong Jin took a deep breath and said, "What belongs to me, I must take it back, no matter what." ”

These words were loud and clear, and Hong Jin's whole person was filled with an indescribable self-confidence, which was heartbreaking.

The people of the Quanzhen Sect looked at each other, and their moods were very heavy, a Western Poison Ouyang Feng was difficult enough, and now there was also a Hong Jin.

"Stinky boy, do you want to find something? Is it possible, let's make a comparison now!" Zhou Botong shouted angrily.

When Huashan was arguing on the sword, Zhou Botong was eliminated by Hong Jin, and he was always unconvinced, but he had made great progress in his kung fu recently, and he wanted to get back this face.

"Berton, don't mess around, when will you be able to really grow up?" Wang Chongyang sighed deeply.

When he was dying, Wang Chongyang was most worried about the Quanzhen Sect, originally Zhou Botong was the best candidate for the successor to the head of the sect, but his character was too unreliable.

"Senior brother, I don't want to grow up. If you can protect me all the time, how nice it would be!" Zhou Botong said with a choked voice.

The phrase is still childish.

"Hong Jin, the Nine Yin True Scripture is for you, but it's not impossible. However, I have made a heavy oath that no matter what, the Nine Yin True Scripture will not be able to circulate in the hands of the Quanzhen Sect, so I have to apologize to you. ”

Wang Chongyang pondered for a long time before he said slowly.

Hong Jin knew that Wang Chongyang still refused to believe his words when he said this, and he could only remain silent about this.

"However, I don't want to see you and the Quanzhen Sect become enemies?" Wang Chongyang said with a worried look on his face, a pleading look on his face.

Hong Jin nodded and said, "Wang Zhenren, please rest assured." Throughout my life, I will never harm the disciples of the Quanzhen Sect. Unless...... There is scum in the teaching. ”

"Thank you!"

Wang Chongyang showed a look of relief, he felt a kind of helplessness, he didn't expect that he would be as arrogant as him, and one day he would beg for help.

In front of Hong Jin, Wang Chongyang took out two scriptures and handed them to Zhou Botong, asking him to collect them properly and hide them in a place where no one could find them.

Zhou Botong took the scriptures with a solemn face, and he secretly swore that he must fulfill his brother's last wish.

"A living nest for decades, unkempt and long-eyed walks like a bump; under the Begonia Pavilion, the Taiyi Immortal in the Lotus Leaf Boat; there is nothing to leave the empty shell, someone can realize the future; go out and smile without hindrance, the clouds are in the West Lake, the moon is in the sky, ......"

Wang Chongyang sat down cross-legged and began to chant, his voice getting lower and lower, and gradually cut off completely.

Wang Chongyang, a generation of grandmasters, passed away with his eyes closed, and his demeanor was quite peaceful when he left.

The disciples of the Quanzhen Sect mourned.

Hong Jin withdrew, after all, he was not a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, so he didn't care about being nostalgic.

A few days later, the Quanzhen Sect began to practice the Big Dipper Seven Star Array, which was composed of the elite of the three generations of disciples of the Quanzhen Sect, and the sword aura was strong and powerful.

Hong Jin Zhilu said, this is the Quanzhen Sect to enhance the power of self-preservation, without the Dinghai Divine Needle, they can only give full play to the advantages of the sea of people and rely on the formation to make up for it.

Zhou Botong sneaked out from the back door of Chongyang Palace, unaware, but he did not escape Hong Jin's eyes.

Hong Jin didn't come forward to grab it, firstly, because his skin was not thick enough, and secondly, because of Zhou Botong's kung fu, he might not be able to win.

Zhou Bo informed Lu Dao that the Nine Yin True Scripture was too involved, so he changed his flamboyant temperament and became much more low-key.

Rao is like this, within a few days, behind Zhou Botong, there are a lot of secret whistles, these people come from all sides, and the people who covet the Nine Yin True Scripture are definitely not a few.

Zhou Botong didn't run away desperately, he knew that all the martial artists, except for Hong Jin, were guesses.

However, if he really desperately wanted to get rid of these martial artists, he would show his traces and attract more masters to appear.

Seeing that he had walked into a forest, Zhou Botong was stubborn, suddenly stopped, pinched his waist with both hands, and shouted: "The thieves and cubs who are tracking behind, show me all of them." ”

Hong Jin's expression froze.

However, he knew Zhou Botong's character, but he was not too angry and did not show up.

There was silence in the field, no one dared to take the lead, the reputation of the Quanzhen Sect was not small, although the old naughty boy did not look like a master, but everyone was a shrewd person, and naturally did not want to be this bird.

"Since you don't do it, then I'm going to do it. ”

Zhou Botong had a lot of peanuts in his pocket, and now he grabbed a handful and threw them out with a swish, with a strong wind.

"Oops, it hurts!"

"What a powerful secret weapon!"

"I've been tricked!"

……

There were a lot of screams, which immediately came from the trees or behind the trees, or in the grass, or behind the rocks, Zhou Botong didn't want to kill people, but the peanuts mixed with his internal force were not trivial.

"What a fierce old fellow, call him out. ”

Many people shouted and rushed out of the hideout, and there were dozens of people.

Since the hidden goods were exposed, they put aside all scruples and just wanted to take the lead and control Zhou Botong.

The greed of human nature was fully revealed, and at this moment, they forgot that Zhou Botong was a master taught from Quanzhen.

One after another, figures jumped up in the air, all kinds of blades, revealing a terrifying light, and their bodies rose and fell in a few times, and they arrived at Zhou Botong's side.

"You ...... What do you want?" Zhou Botong deliberately teased, and he pretended to be scared.

"Hand over the Nine Yin True Scripture, otherwise, if I stab, your head will fall to the ground. ”

At the forefront was a bald man, full of murderous energy, he was the most anxious, and he was closest to Zhou Botong in ambush.

"Let me see, does your knife work?" Zhou Botong swept his body suddenly, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he snatched the steel knife in the bald man's hand.

Zhou Botong pretended to look at it for a while, and shook his head: "This knife is not very good in texture." ”

The bald man is the deputy master of the plum blossom knife gate, and the plum blossom knife door is in the area of the two lakes, and the power is not small.

Now, the plum blossom knife in his hand has changed hands unconsciously, but it really makes him shocked, angry, and confused.

"Not a good knife. Zhou Botong handed the plum blossom knife to the bald man.

"As long as there is a knife that can kill, it is a good knife. The bald man sneered, waved the plum blossom knife in his hand, and slashed it with a move "Plum Blossom Reflecting Snow".

was beaten by Zhou Botong in person, the bald man was murderous, he didn't spare the slightest hand with this knife, and even the people around him felt a chill.

The people watching the battle around saw the bald man's knife being snatched away in a blink of an eye, and they were quite disdainful of him in their hearts, and their faces couldn't help but look shocked at this moment.

The snow-bright plum blossom knife slashed a cold light in the air.

Before the cold light slashed in front of Zhou Botong, he heard a click, and the plum blossom knife was actually broken in two.

Syllable!

Half of the tip of the knife, slamming towards the ground, if it weren't for the bald man's quick reaction, I was afraid that the tip of the plum blossom knife would be inserted into the surface of the foot.

"Ha Luha, I said yes, the quality of this knife is really not very good. Zhou Botong smiled like a child, he danced with his hands, and he looked very happy.

The bald man's face immediately turned red, and he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

Since he was a child, he has never lost such a big ugliness, this is not only his shame, but also the shame of the Plum Blossom Knife Gate, I am afraid that the owner of the door will not spare him when he hears about it.

"Old fellow, how dare you tease me?" the bald man was furious, and shook his wrist violently, half-cutting the knife, and poking it straight out.

"Tut-tut, how dare I tease a master like you?" Zhou Botong squeezed his eyebrows and waved his hand.

Without a shadow, Zhou Botong used the acupoint kung fu of the Quanzhen Sect, and the bald man immediately froze on the spot, unable to move.

"Ah, your kung fu is really amazing. Only half of the sword is left, and it can use such a powerful move. Well, you're doing this to show us, right?"

Zhou Botong imitated the appearance of a bald man and posed as a forward poke knife.

The movements of the two people can be said to be exactly the same, the difference is only that the bald man has a half-cut knife in his hand, and Zhou Botong has no knife in his hand.

The bald man was so depressed that he almost vomited blood, his face was flushed, but his body could not move.

"Hmph, I really have some skills. A middle-aged man with a calm bearing walked out, holding a long sword in his hand, it was Long Yinchuan, the head of the Tianlong Gate outside the gate.

Bang Bang Bang!

Long Yinchuan slapped the bald man several times, but the bald man did not move, but spit out a mouthful of blood.

This mouthful of blood, I don't know if the bald man was angry, or if he was photographed by Long Yinchuan, anyway, it made Long Yinchuan very faceless.

Long Yinchuan has been rampant outside the pass, proficient in point points and acupoints, but he didn't expect to lose face this time.

"Okay, let me teach Long Yinchuan how powerful you are?"

The long sword that was shot made a slight tremor, like a dragon's groan, full of momentum.

"This sword is really good, let me see it. Zhou Botong spoke, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the sword.

The people around were shocked, this old man was really bold, and he dared to grab the long sword with his hand.

Long Yinchuan's face turned purple with anger, he had never met a person who despised him so much in his life.

Snort!

Long Yinchuan shook his hand, and immediately shook out three sword flowers with the size of a bowl, and the cold sword qi made everyone take a step back.

There are really a lot of these people who rush out, and their strength is like that of a bald man, but when it comes to martial arts, I'm afraid Long Yinchuan will be the first.

Even Zhou Botong couldn't snatch the long sword in Long Yinchuan's hand with one move, his response was extremely fast, he stretched out his finger and flicked three times on Long Yinchuan's long sword.

After playing these three times, the strength was stronger than the first time, and after three plays, the long sword in Long Yinchuan's hand almost flew out of his hand.

Long Yinchuan's heart sank, knowing that the Dao met a real master, and the Quanzhen Sect was known as the first sect in the world, which was not lucky.