Old Monster [Touhou Undefeated colleagues]

Dongfang had always thought that even if he had only two or three success points left, he might not lose to Linghu Chong if he fought alone, but the current situation was beyond his expectation, and the situation was not optimistic.

The face under the mask became serious, and the steel needle was already pinched between two fingers.

When the heart moves slightly, the person has moved.

Like lightning, like thunder, like a gust of wind, like a shooting star, his whole body turned into a phantom, fiercely rushing towards Linghu Chong.

Linghu Chong's eyes seemed to see through the world from deep tunnels, and his sadness was revealed by Ren Yingying. Such eyes made him hate, he hated him deeply, and wanted to poke him blind at the first shot!

In the blink of an eye, Linghu Chong was quick to block, but embarrassed when he dodged.

The horror in his heart was indescribable.

Just imagine, the self who let Dongfang Bubai be buried on the Blackwood Cliff with his own hands, relived the scene of fighting Dongfang Bubai on the Blackwood Cliff again and again, the danger and horror involved were beyond his comprehension .

The hatred in his heart, when five people besieged Dongfang Bubai that day, how could one stabbing him to death was enough?

Yingying's heart is too soft, she should stab the old monster a few more times, but now it's good, Dongfang Bubai is dead or alive, I really don't know.

However, there is one thing he can be sure of, the person in front of him is definitely not the mysterious master who slaughtered ruthlessly in Heimuya.That frightening martial art is even better than Dongfang Bubai.If it was that person, just two or three moves would be enough to kill him several times.

Looking at this person's figure and posture, he really looks like Fang Daming.

The situation where the two can fight against each other seems to be very similar to Dongfang Bubai.

Suddenly he thought of the congregation on Heimu Cliff who jumped off the cliff, probably named Xu Fushou, who had also fought against that mysterious master at the same time, and his skills seemed to be a bit similar.

The more Linghu Chong thought about it, the more confused he became. So who is this person?Could it really be Fang Daming?Undefeated in the East?Xu Fushou?He became unsure, and seemed to want to tear off the mask.

With just a turn of thought, the two of them have already tried a hundred moves.

Fortunately, in the wilderness, such a movement almost turned the sky upside down.

Dongfang's offensive was sharp, and he greeted Linghu with his moves, but Linghu's dog thief's swordsmanship has improved a lot, and his internal strength is extremely full, which is really different from that day at Heimuya.

Before, he could easily swing away the long sword in Linghu Chong's hand with the rust flower needle, and stab Linghu Chong easily, but now, his steel needle was rejected by Linghu's sword, and he couldn't get close at all.

For a while, the two were evenly matched, and the fight was inseparable.

Linghu Chong wanted to pull the scarf on Dongfang's face, so he tried to get closer, but as soon as he got close, the other's steel needles were sharp and erratic, and accidentally stuck the needles on his body, causing him to bark his teeth in pain.

Dongfang groaned secretly in his heart, his internal injuries were too serious, he was really not suitable for a long fight, Linghu Chong's sword tried to pick at the veil on his face, and almost succeeded.

Judging from the situation, it seems that the mysterious person will not show up, if he keeps fighting, Linghu Chong will really see through his identity, so the best policy is to walk.

Dongfang mobilized his internal strength, and his body became faster and faster. When Linghu Chong dodged, he suddenly retreated, turned around and galloped towards the forest where he had come.

Linghu Chong didn't expect that the opponent would turn around and leave. In the current battle, the opponent did not lose the wind. Instead, he was injured all over from being stabbed. He didn't even hurt a single hair of the opponent, okay!

Linghu Chong was not reconciled, he managed to lure the snake out of the hole, took the bait, and invited you into the urn, it's so easy to say goodbye and leave.

As soon as he raised his breath, he followed closely. The long sword had already pierced the opponent's back shoulder, and without thinking, he thrust hard.

At that time, he thought to himself, no matter what, he had to let the other party stay.

Who would have thought that this sword attack would actually tear off the opponent's entire sleeves, including the sleeves of his inner shirt.

Under the moonlight, a white arm was exposed under the moonlight, only to hear the other party scream, one hand covered his chest, and the other hand reflected the steel needle at him.

Linghu Chong was astonished and avoided the steel needle, but his feet froze.

……

The other party can't be a woman, right?

He has black lines all over his head, and his forehead is confused.

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At the same time, in Wudang.

In the dead of night, people seem to have really left the world of mortals, but what is quiet is the empty mountain, and what is noisy and restless is the heart.

Daoist Chongxu couldn't calm down no matter what, he wanted to make a final confirmation.

He walked out of the palace gate gently without disturbing anyone, and went straight down to the Zhenwu Hall.

A hundred years ago, the elders of the Demon Sect raided Wudang and stole the "True Martial Sword" used by the sect's founder Zhang Sanfeng, together with the handwritten treasure of the Wudang Town School, the "Taijiquan Sutra".

For 100 years, Wudang has been deeply ashamed and tried its best to conceal this matter, keeping it secret.

In private, Wudang intuited that the status of martial arts was at stake, so he secretly built a secret room in Wudang Mountain to store the supreme secret books of Wudang from all ages, so as to ensure the inheritance of Wudang martial arts and avoid repeating the same mistakes.

In addition, the secret room also stored many alchemy tips.

A person's life is only a few decades, and even if he tries his best to cultivate his inner strength, it is only a few decades of inner strength.

But if you take supplementary elixir while practicing, you can get twice the result with half the effort.Legend has it that there are some god-defying pills, heavenly spirits and earthly treasures, which can increase one's inner strength out of thin air by taking them, and with a little practice, they will become extremely pure.

Since Chongxu took over Wudang, he has already known the secret room clearly for decades, among which the two alchemy books left the deepest impression on him.

It is obviously impossible to practice the elixir according to the book, but it is very cautious and heavy.

Back then Master Zhang entered the Dao with martial arts, and he was also the supreme Wudang, but he couldn't beat a brat like Linghu Chong with his Tai Chi sword, this made him feel so embarrassed.Thinking of Zhang Zhenren's arrogant demeanor and thinking about his current predicament, he felt a little dry in his heart.

Chongxu passed through many traps, all the way down the mountain, who would have thought that there is such a deep secret road in the main peak of Wudang Mountain.

As soon as he opened the door of the secret room, he felt something strange behind him, but when he turned around, it was dark and empty, only a little light from the torch in his hand.

He hesitated and walked a little further away, took photos to the side, and finally returned to the secret room.

The secret room in Wudang Mountain is not full of jewels, nor rich and luxurious.

On the contrary, it is very simple and old, but the collections inside are carefully preserved very well. The recovered "Zhenwu Sword" and "Taijiquan Sutra" are hidden very deep, not to mention that the enemy cannot find them. He himself didn't want to see it again.

Today's rivers and lakes are another pattern.

Thinking back to the time when the Demon Cult was soaring to the sky, now it is not as good as before. Originally, this was a great opportunity, but it is a pity, a pity.

Chongxu held the organ box made by his junior brother, and hesitated again.

"I didn't expect such a place to exist in Wudang Mountain. I really can't see it."

A voice sounded from behind, and it seemed to be very close again.

Daoist Chongxu turned his head suddenly, his whole body was covered in white sweat from fright.