Martial arts: I, Yang Guo, really only know a little bit of martial arts

"Since that's the case, Xiao Wang will come to learn the master Changchunzi's tricks."

Huo Dou didn't finish his sentence.

Take decisive action.

I saw his wide sleeves being propped up by the internal force and rippling slightly.

The figure rushed towards Qiu Chuji who was holding a sword.

As a Mongolian aristocrat, Huo Dou also knew the name of Qiu Chuji's "immortal" when he was in the desert.

Naturally not to be careless.

It's fine if you don't make a move, and it's extremely ruthless when you make a move.

The Iron Bone Fan went straight to Qiu Chuji's throat three inches away.

On the other hand, Qiu Chuji seemed to have expected it.

Regardless of the iron fan he attacked, he raised his sword and stabbed directly at Huo Dou's face.

Huo Dou immediately stopped attacking.

Immediately after, he channeled the fierce internal force of the Gale Wind and Thunder Kung Fu in his body, and his face changed when it came to Zhao Fengyun.

Raising his hand, he waved the iron fan to create an afterimage.

Swing away the long sword that Qiu Chuji attacked.

Then with a movement of footsteps, his body was as swift as the wind, and he wanted to enter the two feet of Qiu Chuji's arms to fight back.

As the king of actual combat, how rich is Qiu Chuji's experience?

Immediately seeing through Huo Dou's thoughts, he resorted to a slanting wind and light rain.

The sword was suddenly accelerated, and the angle was extremely tricky, attacking the perineum point on Huo Dou's lower abdomen.

This move is out.

If Huo Dou insisted on attacking two feet in front of Qiu Chuji's body, the raindrops of intensive swordsmanship would hit Huo Dou's perineum acupoint.

At that time, they will not die, and it will be difficult to give birth in this life.

This trick was designed to prevent those short soldiers from getting close.

Huo Dou's pupils shrank sharply, and he thought to himself: This old Taoist is really ruthless, he actually wants to abolish Xiao Wang's yang root!
Make a quick decision and stop.

Huo Dou saw that he couldn't get any cheap moves, so he wanted to have a try with Qiu Chuji's inner strength.

Huo Dou was extremely confident in this point.

I don't think he is good at speed in this Kuangfeng Xunlei Kungfu, but his internal strength is also extremely fierce.

Huo Dou felt that although he might not be able to compare with those martial arts who are so strong and so strong, they were not far behind.

My heart sank.

The internal force in the dantian meridian was rolling like thunder, and the sound of wind and thunder scolded him from time to time.

Qiu Chuji's expression changed.

He knew that the person in front of him wanted to compete with him in internal strength.

He didn't think he would lose.

I was just surprised that the person in front of me was only about 30 years old.

The internal strength is so strong, it is probably stronger than when I was young.

A flash of amazement flashed in my heart, the internal force has been transported to the long sword.

The two weapons meet.

But it didn't make any sound.

After a stalemate for a while, there was a "hiss~ hiss~" sound of breaking the wind.

As more and more internal energy was invested, the two gradually couldn't control the internal energy overflowing to the surroundings.

Huo Dou is not afraid, since it is not his own home, so what if it is destroyed?
But how could Qiu Chuji see that the Chongyang Palace was damaged.

How could the immortal Chongyang Daoist be humiliated?

With a sway in his heart, his internal strength surged again, and he pressed towards Huo Dou.

Huo Dou's face suddenly turned pale, frightened and angry.

There was a shocking wave in my heart.

This old Taoist actually has such profound internal strength, what an old fox!
Seeing the defeat, Huo Dou quickly put on a defensive posture.

Under Qiu Chuji's profound internal force.

Huo Dou was quickly sent flying backwards outside the hall by the powerful force generated by the collision of the two internal forces.

Daerba's expression was anxious, he shouted "Junior brother~junior brother~" and chased after him.

at this time.

Qiu Chuji remained motionless, but his face was not as rosy as before.

This time it was Qiu Chuji who won, but it could be seen from his slightly trembling arms.

Victory was not as easy as it seemed.

"Qiu Laodao, in this competition, Xiao Wang is young, because his inner strength is not as deep as yours.

It's not that your martial arts moves are not as good as yours. After ten years, Xiao Wang will come again to ask for advice. "

After being caught by Daerba.

Huo Dou uttered a harsh word as usual to save face.

He clutched his chest, was supported by Daerba and fled outside the Chongyang Palace.

Hao Datong just stopped and watched when he saw his senior brother.

But he remained silent for a long time, with a guess in his heart, took over the burden, and replied in a solemn voice:

"Ten years later, if you dare to come and commit an offense, I, Quanzhen, will make sure that you come and never return."

Da'erba and Huo Du didn't reply any more, they rushed down the mountain as soon as they got out of Chongyang Palace.

I'm afraid that the disciples of the Quanzhen Sect will rush in and leave them here.

And those heretics also looked at each other left and right, and fled down the mountain in desperation.

Everyone in their hearts felt that the third and fourth generations of Quanzhen Sect disciples might not be satisfactory.

But those disciples of Wang Chongyang back then were not weak in martial arts.

The escape of Huo Dou's two first-class fighters is the best proof.

Hao Datong secretly helped Qiu Chuji up, and said to the surrounding disciples: "You go out first, I have something to talk to the head teacher."

When there are only two people left in the hall.

However, Qiu Chuji couldn't restrain himself, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell into Hao Datong's arms.

"Senior brother, how are you, senior brother!"

The Seven Sons of Quanzhen had deep feelings, and Hao Datong couldn't help crying despite his age.

"Okay, what does it look like, brother crying? Brother just forced the Mongolian back just now.

I have suffered some internal injuries, and it will be good to recuperate for a while. You wait for me to adjust your breathing for a while, and I will discuss the arrangements with you in detail. "

After hearing what Qiu Chuji said, Hao Datong wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes in embarrassment.

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When Qiu Chuji slowly emerged from the meditation state, it was already afternoon.

Hao Datong also stayed by his side the whole time.

Qiu Chuji's face was pale at this moment, but he was able to stand up by himself.

It is considered to be a good recovery.

"Junior brother, this time these Mongols brought people up without anyone noticing, there must be a traitor in our sect.

Do you know where they come from? "

"I heard from the following disciples that these people seem to have come from the back mountain."

"The back mountain? Who is in charge of guarding the back mountain?"

"This junior brother is not clear about these things. Recently, my junior brother has to retreat, so I left them to Zhao Zhijing to arrange."

Hearing the name Zhao Zhijing, Qiu Chuji frowned indistinctly.

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...

Zhao Zhijing sat in the room and drank tea contentedly.

Lu Qingdu next to him was massaging him with his head down.

And Zhen Zhibing got Qiu Chuji's order.

At this time, he also came to Zhao Zhijing's door and knocked on the door knocker.

"Brother Zhao, the head teacher called you, I have something to ask you."

Zhao Zhijing looked certain, and the corner of his mouth couldn't hold back the smile.

Zhen Zhibing, Yang Guo, you two should roll down the mountain together today, the position of head teacher can only be mine!

"Brother Zhen, don't worry, brother will be here soon."

"Then senior brother Zhao, hurry up, the head teacher is waiting for you."

"understood."

Zhao Zhijing sent Zhen Zhibing away through this door.

Looking at Lu Qingdu, he said indifferently: "What should I say? What shouldn't I say? You should know Qingdu, right?"

"Master, don't worry, this disciple will definitely rot his words in his stomach."

Zhao Zhijing showed a satisfied smile, and patted Lu Qingdu's shoulder.

"This is a good apprentice as a teacher. It is not in vain to teach you so many excellent martial arts."

"Master's kindness to disciples is unforgettable, and it is difficult to repay it like a cow or a horse."

Feel the strength of Zhao Zhijing's pat on his shoulder.

Lu Qingdu lowered his head, his expression became more respectful and humble.

But in the depths of his eyes, there was a trace of anger that he hadn't noticed.

"Okay, I'm going to the Chongyang Hall first, you go and gather my disciples outside the Chongyang Hall, if there is anything wrong, you will take the lead in breaking in."

"Disciple obeys."

Zhao Zhijing waved his hand and decided to leave.