The first Taoist priest of the Tang Dynasty

But the enemies that appeared now, even Zhong Wen was no match for him, and he could only hold his own.

"Jiu Shou, don't be afraid, my Taiyi Sect is blessed to have you as a disciple." Li Daoling knew that the Taiyi Sect might really come to an end today.

"Have you finished your last words? If you finish, then I will send you to the west." Wu Daozi waited for a long time, and seeing Zhong Wen, master and apprentice, seemed to be talking endlessly, he felt displeased.

Zhong Wen patted the back of his master's hand and said, "Master, you go aside, this disciple is going to do his best!"

After receiving Zhong Wen's slap, Li Daoling knew that his disciple was going to sacrifice his life for benevolence, so he cast a bitter glance at my Daozi, retreated to one side, and stood there quietly.

"Come on! Either you die today, or my master and apprentice die here!" Zhong Wen tightened his hands on the meteorite sword, stared at Wu Daozi coldly and shouted.

"Hahahaha, it seems that you have to resist when you are about to die, so let the poor Taoist finish you." Wu Daozi laughed again, then jumped up and slashed at Zhong Wen.

Zhong Wen was full of hatred, and resisted with a sword.

"choke choke dangdang"

Immediately, the two fought together again.

Li Daoling, who was not far away, watched the fight between the two, feeling even more desolate in his heart.

As a master, he couldn't intervene in such a fight.

Two masters who are above innate are fighting, and he is a figure in the acquired state. If he wants to intervene, he can only be killed by Nawu Daozi.

But just as Wu Daozi was fighting with Zhong Wen, a person rushed towards Lizhou.

This person is no one else.

It was the calculator Zhou Tian whom Zhong Wen had met twice.

When he came to a small hill in the distance, he fell down from mid-air, hid behind a big tree, and looked towards Zhong Wen and the others with his eyes.

"It seems that the bloody light has faded a little tonight. This son's bloody disaster has come true, but I can no longer see whether he is dead or alive." Zhou Tian said softly to himself as he watched the two fight. Soliloquy.

Zhou Tian calculated that tonight would be the time for Zhong Wen's bloodbath.

Therefore, he came here from Lizhou to check the specific situation.

Two congenital masters fought hand in hand, as a Consummate Realm, why did he dare to come and watch?

It can only be said that he has his ability and his calculation of himself.

If his life was in danger, Zhou Tian would definitely not come to wait and see. After all, a master who is superior to nature can kill him with a single move.

And this time.

Zhong Wen and Wu Daozi fought harder and harder.

The internal energy is basically never reserved, and the big move is also frequently used.

Whether it's life and death swordsmanship, yin-yang swordsmanship, or even cold ice swordsmanship.

But after nearly a hundred moves, Zhong Wen still couldn't move the opponent in the slightest.

As for Zhong Wen himself, he had already been wounded in more than a dozen places by the saber energy swayed by Nawu Daozi.

At this moment, there were wounds all over Zhong Wen's body, and blood was dripping like he didn't want money.

Not far away, Li Daoling saw more and more wounds on his disciple's body, and his heart became colder and colder.

It's not just that he's cold.

Even Zhong Wen became cold.

And this kind of coldness is the coldness of death, and it is also mixed with a sense of sadness.

"Son, just look at my knife." Just as Zhong Wen was sad and cold, Wu Daozi jumped up again, his inner energy circulated, and the knife in his hand slashed towards Zhong Wen fiercely.

When the knife was in the air, Zhong Wen suddenly felt as if he had lost his life, and he couldn't even dodge.

"Bang" sound.

Zhong Wen finally resisted with his sword.

But Daozi Wu's saber directly hit Zhong Wen's sword, sending Zhong Wen flying away, falling two feet away.

"Nine heads!" Li Daoling said in shock seeing his disciple being blown away by this knife.

"Master, it doesn't matter, you protect yourself." Zhong Wen was awakened by his master's sound, and hurriedly got up.

"If you're not dead, then take another stab." Wu Daozi saw that Zhong Wenshou was not killed by himself, but only suffered internal injuries, which made him a little surprised by Zhong Wen's ability to resist blows.

Immediately, as soon as the words fell, Wu Daozi jumped up again. He was in mid-air, holding the handle of the knife with both hands, and swung the knife vigorously.

And this knife made Zhou Tian, ​​who was watching from a distance, a little bit uneasy.

With just this knife, Zhou Tian could imagine that Zhong Wen couldn't stop it.

Zhong Wen couldn't block the slash just now, let alone this slash was more domineering and violent than the previous one.

But at this time, Zhong Wenbei came from his heart, seeing Wu Daozi swinging a knife style that he had never seen before, he suddenly felt that this knife style was very similar to the spear style he had learned before.

Suddenly, Zhong Wen's mind flashed, and a marksmanship flashed in front of his eyes, just like Nawu Daozi's saber style.

The saber was like the wind, attacking Zhong Wen.

At this moment, Zhong Wen suddenly jumped up and retreated, and will avoid the knife.

And when Wu Daozi didn't hit Zhong Wen with a single knife, he once again jumped to bully him.

Zhong Wen, who was in mid-air, had sword and spear skills flashing in his mind.

But when Zhong Wen was two feet away from the original place, his eyes were wide open, and his inner energy was surging, all gathered on his legs, and then his legs stepped towards a tree trunk, advancing instead of retreating.

Immediately, Zhong Wen adjusted his figure, flew forward horizontally, and spun forward, with the meteorite iron sword in his hand as the tip of the spear and his body as the body of the spear.

He flew across at extreme speed and stabbed at my Daozi.

If Newton were here, he would have doubted that Zhong Wen had escaped the gravitational force of the earth, and he would be skeptical of his own theory of gravitational force.

fly horizontally.

This is rare.

Moreover, at this moment, Zhong Wen's speed was extremely fast, and he was spinning his body forward again.

At this time, Wu Daozi hadn't reacted yet.

But he saw that Zhong Wen did not retreat but advanced, and the speed of his attack did not even have time for him to react. When he saw that the sword in Zhong Wen's hand was about to approach him, he immediately blocked the sword in front of his chest.

After the tip of the sword touched the blade, there was a very dull "dang" sound.

But then, as Zhong Wen's body continued to rotate, the tip of the sword rubbed against the blade at high speed, and there was a "ZZZ" sound.

This kind of sound is the most unpleasant for human beings.

Wu Daozi was knocked backward by such a huge force, but he still couldn't stop Zhong Wen's force at this time.

However, after the 'Ziz' sound, the treasured sword in Wu Daozi's hand was drilled out of a hole by the meteorite iron sword in Zhong Wen's hand.

With a sound of "pushing", the meteorite sword in Zhong Wen's hand went straight into Wu Daozi's body.

"Uh"

Wu Daozi never thought that Zhong Wen could hurt him.

And this sword went straight into his internal organs, passing by his heart.

If he was further to the left, he would probably be dead at this time.

As Zhong Wen's strength weakened, Wu Daozi kicked Zhong Wen, and after a "bang", Zhong Wen was unable to dodge, was kicked by Wu Daozi, and flew away backwards.

Wu Daozi fell to the ground and struck the wound of the sword that stabbed him in the middle of the night, and found that there was not a trace of blood, and there was a slight itching feeling from the wound.

Wu Daozi found that there was a serious problem with the wound, and said in his heart, "Not good!" After that, he stopped fighting with Zhong Wen, and after looking at Zhong Wen's master and apprentice with hatred, he jumped away and left quickly.

At this time, Zhong Wen had already got up, covering the foot kicked by Wu Daozi, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Nine poems." Li Daoling didn't expect his disciple to be in such a state. Seeing his disciple spurt out a mouthful of blood, he hurried over.

At this time, Zhou Tian in the distance, after seeing Zhong Wen's style of play just now, was also an eye-opener.

Immediately, he jumped towards Zhong Wen and the others.

When Zhou Tian came suddenly, Li Daoling was so startled that he thought another enemy had appeared, guarding Zhong Wen with a sword in his hand as if facing a great enemy.

But at this moment, after Zhong Wen found out that the person who came was the calculator, he felt that he was safe.

After all, the operator's skill is only at the perfection level, and it is absolutely impossible to kill him.

Chapter 6 and One: The Words of a Calculator

"Your Excellency didn't come to kill me, did you?" Zhong Wen looked at the operator, although he didn't pay much attention to his skills, if the operator really wanted to kill himself, he would be able to take this even when he was seriously injured. People were killed.

It's just that if you use your inner energy again, the injury will be aggravated.

"Chung Inspector is too much. I, Zhou Tian, ​​never hurt anyone or kill anyone. I just saw that Inspector Zhong was injured, so I came here to see if I can help." Zhou Tian cupped his hands and said with a smile.

"Zhou Tian?" Zhong Wen pretended to have heard this name before, but he couldn't remember it.

"Nine Poems, it's important, go back and let the teacher take a good look." Li Daoling saw that Zhou Tian did not have murderous intent, and knew from Na Zhou Tian's mouth that he did not have murderous intentions, so he immediately let go of his guard.

Knowing that his master was worried about him, Zhong Wen spat out another mouthful of blood and said, "Master, it's inconvenient for me to move now, and it's not easy for me to move. Let me slow down first."

Apart from most of Zhong Wen's injuries at this time, the most serious one is the kick by Nawu Dao.

This kick can be said to hit Zhong Wen's internal organs directly.

If Zhong Wen protected his heart, Zhong Wen might be more serious at this time.

Li Daoling looked at his disciple's body covered in blood, and listened to his words, so he had no choice but to stand aside, watching his disciple heal his wounds by performing exercises on his own.

Zhou Tian saw that Zhong Wen was practicing kung fu to heal his injuries, so he knew it was not easy to disturb him at this time.

However, Zhou Tian never wanted to leave.

Immediately, he took out a bottle of wound medicine from his body, walked a few steps forward, threw it at Li Daoling and said, "This is my wound medicine, please apply some for Zhong Cishi."

Li Daoling saw Zhou Tian throwing a bottle of wound medicine, but after catching it, he didn't dare to apply other people's medicine for his disciples.

Before knowing who the opponent is, why would Li Daoling choose to use other people's wound medicine.

However, after Li Daoling looked at the wound medicine in his hand, he remembered that Zhong Wen usually carried the wound medicine with him.

Immediately, he thanked Zhou Tian, ​​"Thank you."

After Li Daoling thanked him, he reached out to touch Zhong Wen's body, and then took out a bottle of trauma medicine.

He also helped Zhong Wen cut the clothes on his body, and gently helped Zhong Wen apply the medicine.

Zhou Tian, ​​who was not far away, looked at the pair of master and apprentice.

Originally, Zhou Tian just wanted to help out, but he didn't expect that his wound medicine was just useless.

People have their own wound medicine, and I really shouldn't be like this.

However, when Zhou Tian came here this time, besides wanting to witness whether Zhong Wen could get through this bloody disaster safely, he also wanted to ask Zhong Wen.

Otherwise, he would not choose this way to come to this fighting scene.

For a person of perfection like him, if he is really discovered by a master above the innate, even if he is a master of Zhou Tian Zhou, if they want to kill him, he will be powerless.

The three were silent.

Among the mountains and forests at night, insects chirped and squeaked.

Zhong Wen was still sitting there mobilizing his inner qi, slowly healing his internal injuries.

Talk about my Daozi at this time.

After leaving, I felt more and more that there was a big problem with Zhong Wen's stabbed sword.

But at this moment, he was tens of miles away from Longquan Temple, and he had already entered Sanquan County.

Wu Daozi fell to the ground from mid-air, found an open space and sat down.

"Hiss, how could this wound be like this?" Wu Daozi looked at the wound on his chest by the moonlight, and really didn't understand why the wound was like this.

There was no blood on the wound, not even a little water.

Moreover, the wound tends to expand more and more, and the flesh has corroded, like dead old flesh.

Wu Daozi never thought that he would suffer a disadvantage in the hands of a junior.

And this loss seems to be a bit big.