Ragnarok is born

The little maid in Tsing Yi who was ugly just a moment ago seemed to be a different person suddenly, it was obviously the same person, regardless of her demeanor and appearance, they were completely different.

The small hunchbacked body was raised slowly, no longer hunchbacked; both legs became the same length, no longer hunchbacked.

Lame; his eyes are bright and bright, like lightning, no longer one big and one small.

Although she is half a head shorter than Yang Buhui, full of childishness, but whether it is fair skin, tall nose, delicate willow eyebrows, or the two pear dimples that appear slightly on the side of her small cheeks, it all shows that she is a beauty, A girl with more beautiful appearance than Yang Buhui.

Whether it was Zhang Wuji who was hiding in the dark, or Yang Buhui who was right in front of him, both of them were stunned by the little maid's drastic change.

After all, Yang Buhui had prejudices in his heart, he woke up in a short time, and couldn't help sneering, "Xiao Zhao, you really have evil intentions in approaching me and my father."

Xiao Zhao's eyes flickered, and there seemed to be a hint of the deep blue of the sea hidden in her eyes, and she didn't see her move, but she saw Yang Buhui's right hand lowered, and his figure staggered back to the place where Zhang Wuji was hiding.

Zhang Wuji was startled, thinking that Yang Buhui was plotted against by Xiao Zhao, he rushed out of the figure, grabbed Yang Buhui's arms, and asked with concern, "Sister Buhui, how do you feel?"

Yang Buhui was very surprised when he saw a man jumping out of his boudoir, suddenly heard Zhang Wuji's familiar name, he couldn't help trembling, "Is it Brother Wuji?"

At this time, Zhang Wuji was dressed in rags and looked dirty, but the image of him escorting Yang Buhui from the Central Plains to the Western Regions was roughly the same, and Yang Buhui felt more fondly and nostalgic when he saw it.

"Crack...crack..."

Xiao Zhao clapped his hands lightly, the ringing sound of the chains in his hands was mixed with the crisp applause, which was a bit eye-catching and piercing.

These voices finally interrupted Zhang Wuji and Yang Buhui, who were in the midst of tender memories. Yang Buhui paused slightly on the iron chain between Xiao Zhao's hands and feet, and couldn't help but say in hatred, "Xiao Zhao, Even if you are as cunning as a fox, why don't you have your hands and feet locked by my father and daughter?"

Xiao Zhao couldn't help laughing, first kicked his feet, then raised his hands, and said inexplicably, "It's just this thing? How can you trap me?"

Her voice was cold, and it sounded like a quiet mountain spring flowing through a stone stream, which made people want to keep listening.

Even though Yang Buhui was used to hearing Xiao Zhao's hoarse hiss that he pretended to be, at this moment, he had the idea that only such a pleasant voice was worthy of such a beautiful appearance.

Yang Buhui shook his head, shook off the thought of praising Xiao Zhao in his mind, and teased, "So what, this iron chain was made by the previous leader of the Holy Cult from meteorites from the sky, it is extremely strong, unless the Yitian sword Dragon Slaying Knife is such a magic weapon, otherwise it will definitely be pulled continuously."

"You will live with these two chains for the rest of your life!"

Xiao Zhao pursed his lips and remained silent, picked up the iron chain in his hand and exerted a little force. As expected, the iron chain was very wicked, no matter how much strength he used, it would keep stretching, but it was very difficult to break it.

Yang Buhui saw that Xiao Zhao was deflated, he couldn't help giggling, like a little girl who weighed seven or eighty pounds.

However, at the moment when Yang Buhui was complacent, Xiao Zhao saw the many subtitles flowing down in the void in front of him, and suddenly felt that his mood was more joyful than Yang Buhui's.

"Start searching for the strongest exercises in this world...start reading...start loading..."

"Start searching for the second exercise in this world...start reading...start loading..."

"Start searching for the third exercise in this world...start reading...start loading..."

"The strongest exercise, the second exercise, and the third exercise are loaded...start using..."

Zhang Wuji looked at the girl who was smiling inexplicably in front of him, and suddenly felt a strange sense of panic deep in his heart.

Just at that moment, she seemed to have undergone some strange changes again, and she didn't know whether this change was good or bad for herself and the girl who didn't regret it?

Xiao Zhao raised the iron chain in his hand, and made a gesture of pulling all the strength of his body and preparing to pull it hard.

The second volume of Yitian Tulongji Chapter 2: I am at odds with the old thief Cheng Kun

He only heard Xiao Zhao let out a long breath in a low voice and shouted coquettishly. Under Yang Buhui's unbelievable eyes, he pulled his small white hand outward with two fingers, and there was a "bang".

First, he tore the long chain in his hand into two pieces, then squatted down halfway, and made a random lunge, with his feet facing outwards slightly.

After another "bang" sound, the iron chain that tied his feet was also torn into two pieces.

Yang Buhui tried his best to open his pitch-black eyes wide, his small cherry mouth couldn't be closed no matter what, he thought to himself that the two iron chains looked nothing more than that, he wondered if his father boasted on purpose, or was the former leader deceived?

Otherwise, why did it seem that Xiao Zhao pulled and pulled casually, like pulling two noodles, breaking the two iron chains that only the Yitian Sword and Dragon Slaying Knife could cut?

Zhang Wuji's expression was dignified. When Xiao Zhao's kung fu exploded just now, he felt a strange sense of the same origin, and he couldn't help trying to figure out what kung fu practiced by Xiao Zhao.

Could it be that the girl in front of her who calls herself Xiao Zhao also practiced the full version of the "Nine Suns Divine Art"?But weren't those volumes of "Nine Suns Divine Art" buried in the valley with his own hands?

And it seems that Xiao Zhao's skills are many times stronger than his own?She looks several years younger than me, how did she cultivate such a vast skill?

Xiao Zhao first shook his little head contentedly, then shook his hands, and finally kicked his feet again, with a weird and funny expression on his face: the small mouth was slightly turned to the right, and the two blue eyes also moved to the right at the same time .

With such an expression, she squinted at Zhang Wuji and Yang Buhui who were still holding hands, and announced in a calm tone, "You two have been recruited by me."

"Follow me and don't leave, otherwise I will kill both of you, then strip off your clothes and throw your body into the gathering hall of Guangmingding, so that everyone in the Holy Church can see the ugly appearance of Miss Yang after death ..."

Before Xiao Zhao finished speaking, Yang Buhui screamed, stretched out five long nails, and scratched at her small face.

Who knew that Xiao Zhao didn't care, just twitched the long sleeve casually, and turned Yang Buhui's body back to Zhang Wuji's side like a wheel.

Zhang Wuji had no choice but to stretch out his hand again to grab Yang Buhui who was still in a daze, and comforted him in a low voice, "Sister Buhui, her martial arts are much higher than yours, you just have to bear with it."

But Yang Buhui burst into tears with a "wow", pulled Zhang Wuji's cuff, sobbed, "Brother Wuji, Xiao Zhao bullied me, quickly help me beat her."

Zhang Wuji opened his mouth to speak, pondered for a while, analyzed rationally, and came to a conclusion...

Maybe, maybe, maybe, should, I'm afraid... I can't beat this little girl named Xiao Zhao, right?

Just now, Xiaozhao's profundity of breaking the iron chain made him sigh greatly, feeling that he was far inferior. I am afraid that even the one hundred years of hard work of his great master Zhang Zhenren in his memory might not be able to achieve it.

This made him very puzzled, and he couldn't help but Nuo Nuo asked, "Dare to ask this... Miss Xiao Zhao, is there a name for the magical skills you practice?"

Xiao Zhao seemed to glance at him unintentionally, a smile emerged from the corner of his eyes, and he replied nonchalantly, "Nine Suns Magic Art, you also practice it, why don't you know him all of a sudden?"

"What's the matter, after you find out, should you call me Senior Sister instead?"

Zhang Wuji was shocked when he heard the words "Nine Suns Divine Art", but then his face froze, obviously he didn't expect Xiao Zhao to say such words.

Yang Buhui saw that Xiao Zhao suddenly started dating Zhang Wuji, and suddenly felt that his revenge became more and more hopeless, and his heart became more and more sad, and he couldn't stop crying.

Although he was still a little hesitant, he called Xiao Zhao "Senior Sister" from the bottom of his heart, and Yang Buhui stomped his feet in anger, wanting to treat the ground under his feet as Xiao Zhao and trample it to pieces.

When Xiao Zhao heard the words, she felt lost, feeling that she had been taken advantage of by some sloppy old Taoist priest for no reason.

After getting connected, Zhang Wuji really felt differently. Zhang Wuji was not as guarded as he was at first, with a smile on his face, he asked, "Senior Sister, have you ever seen an old monk in gray robe?"

Before Xiao Zhao answered, Yang Buhui replied first, "Brother Wuji, we have traveled all the way, and we haven't encountered any old monks in gray robes."

Hearing Yang Buhui's answer, Zhang Wuji felt rather depressed. Who knew that he had already lost Yuanzhen in the blink of an eye, and it would not be so easy to find him in the future to avenge his adoptive father, the golden-haired lion king Xie Xun.

Unless you force yourself into Shaolin.

However, Shaolin, as a major martial arts school, has been prosperous for hundreds of years from Tang Dynasty to the present. ?

Xiao Zhao smiled slightly, dimples appeared on his cheeks, his blue eyes were as deep as the sea, although he was young, he had a vicious look that didn't match his age.

When Zhang Wuji looked around, he was almost dumbfounded, and angrily, Yang Buhui stomped on his instep several times.

Seeing the interaction between these two little people, Xiao Zhao couldn't help laughing out loud, and then said, "Your brother is talking about Cheng Kun?"

Zhang Wuji was overjoyed when he heard the words, and asked anxiously, "It's Cheng Kun, I followed him all the way, but lost him, senior sister, do you know where he is?"

Xiao Zhao nodded, and said flatly, "It should have escaped from the secret path of Guangmingding."

Zhang Wuji remembered that when the two sides confronted each other just now, he was still in the bag, and he had indeed heard Cheng Kun talk about entering and exiting the secret path of Guangmingding.

However, this secret way is a big secret of Mingjiao, only the leader can know, but at this moment, the former leader of Mingjiao, Yang Dingtian, died early, and there is no successor. Except for Cheng Kun, no one in this world will know about it.

Thinking of this, Zhang Wuji was extremely depressed.

Seeing that Zhang Wuji was in a low mood, Yang Buhui saw that Xiao Zhao was standing beside him, and he couldn't help but his thoughts turned sharply, wanting to find out from Xiao Zhao the location of the secret path of Guangming Peak.

For some reason, ever since Xiao Zhao's image changed drastically, Yang Buhui had a very strange premonition that there would not be many things in this world that could make Xiao Zhao difficult.

"Xiao Zhao, hurry up and tell Brother Wuji, where is the secret way?" Although Yang Buhui had noticed something, his tone of voice could not be changed for a while, and he still had the posture of treating Xiao Zhao as a servant girl.

As soon as Yang Buhui said the words, he saw Xiao Zhao narrowing his eyes slowly, with a dangerous aura in his eyes, he couldn't help but shivered.

Zhang Wuji cheered up, and begged, "If senior sister knows where the secret path is, please tell me."

"I am at odds with the old thief Cheng Kun!"

Xiao Zhao raised his palms and patted lightly three or four times, then turned and walked towards the bed, stood on the edge of the bed and waved to Zhang Wuji and Yang Buhui, signaling them to come over.

Volume 3 Yitian Slaying the Dragon Chapter [-]: Double Stones, Double Difficulties

Zhang Wuji and Yang Buhui arrived in front of the gums, only to see that Xiao Zhao had lifted the tent, got into the tent, sat on the bed, and then patted the side.

What she meant was obviously to let the two of them sit on the bed together.

A flash of light suddenly flashed in Zhang Wuji's mind, and he said happily, "It turns out that the entrance to the secret path is here."

Then he took Yang Buhui's tender little hand, and the two sat on the bed together.

I don't know where Xiao Zhao pressed the mechanism, the whole bed board turned over suddenly, and the three of them fell down at the same time.

Zhang Wuji and Yang Buhui were unprepared, they fell straight on the ground of the secret passage, and fortunately there was extremely thick soft grass underneath, so they were not injured.

After Zhang Wuji and Yang Buhui got up, he saw that Xiao Zhao was already standing aside, with his two small hands behind his back, with a proud look on his face.

Yang Buhui still harbored resentment in his heart, and said in a hateful voice, "Xiao Zhao, why didn't you remind Brother Wuji and me?"

Immediately, Xiao Zhao's icy cold eyes swept over him slowly, and he fell silent at the moment.

It was a sudden snapping sound from above the head, which was the sound of the bed board returning to its original shape.

Yang Buhui was stunned, and muttered to himself, "The mechanism is closed again, how should we go back now?"

Zhang Wuji sighed secretly in his heart, this silly girl, there must be another way out of the secret path, otherwise Cheng Kun fled here, wouldn't it be a dead end?

Just as he was about to ask Xiao Zhao what to do next, he found that the other party had already traveled a long way.

Zhang Wuji heard the muffled sound of Xiao Zhao's iron chain mopping the floor as he walked, and suddenly thought of an extremely important question, he hurriedly pulled Yang Buhui up, and used his body skills to chase after Xiao Zhao.

After rushing to Xiao Zhao's back, he asked eagerly, "Senior Sister, what should we do if Cheng Kun deliberately hides after hearing the sound of your chain dragging the floor?"

Xiao Zhao chuckled, and said disapprovingly on her delicate face, "Then it depends on whether Kun can escape the search of the senior sister."

"Okay, now is the time for you to contribute."

While talking, the three of them had reached the end of the passage, Xiao Zhao pointed to the stone wall in front of him and said, "Use your skills, try to push it to the right."

According to Zhang Wuji's words, he mobilized his whole body's power and slowly pushed the stone wall to the right.

Yang Buhui gave Xiao Zhao a hard look, and he complained that she was used to his elder brother Wuji ordering him around, and she looked like a senior sister.

Xiao Zhao took the lead and led the two of them across the stone wall. They walked a distance of more than 50 feet in the long passage, but suddenly saw seven or eight forks in front of them.

Zhang Wuji hesitated, he didn't know which side road Cheng Kun was hiding in?

Who knew that Xiao Zhao didn't stop walking, and walked into a passage on the left without hesitation.

Yang Buhui muttered behind Zhang Wuji, all complaining about what if Xiao Zhao leads the wrong way?

Xiao Zhao said without turning his head, "Then don't follow me!"

Yang Buhui rolled his dark eyes, and replied slyly, "Who wants to follow you Xiao Zhao, I only follow Brother Wuji."

"Wherever Brother Wuji goes, I will follow."

Xiao Zhao couldn't help laughing, listening to the footsteps following behind, she knew Zhang Wuji was willing to follow behind her, but Yang Buhui was so angry that her round face couldn't stop spitting bubbles.

While the three of them were walking, they suddenly heard an uncontrollable coughing sound coming from the front.

Although Cheng Kun tried his best to control his voice so that his cough sounded very slight, it was still unusually clear and piercing in the quiet passage.

Zhang Wuji was both surprised and delighted, he never expected that the fork in the road that Xiao Zhao chose randomly would actually meet Cheng Kun.

To avenge the revenge of the adoptive father is at this time today.

Under Zhang Wuji's agitated mood, he couldn't help shouting in a low voice, "Old thief, your time of death has come."

In the distance, Cheng Kun was silent for a while, and his doubtful voice came after a while, "Little thief, who are you? Why do you have to fight against this old man?"

"You know that the Demon Sect is the great enemy of the Central Plains martial arts. I think your internal strength is also my Central Plains branch. Why do you want to help the evildoers?"

As Zhang Wuji walked quickly, he replied calmly, "Old thief Cheng Kun, I am Zhang Wuji. My adoptive father and his old man have a deep hatred for you. Today, I must kill you and avenge his old man."

Cheng Kun suddenly realized.

It turned out that this hateful little thief who opposed him everywhere and made him fail was actually Xie Xun's adopted son, Zhang Wuji, the son of Wudang Zhang Cuishan.

I heard that he disappeared in the early years, and I don't know where he learned martial arts all these years, but he suffered a big loss under his carelessness, even the phantom yin finger was broken, and I am afraid that he will never be able to use it again.

Zhang Wuji's figure moved, passed Xiao Zhao who was walking in front of him unhurriedly, and rushed towards Cheng Kun's hiding place.

His skill is so high that even Zhang Sanfeng will be very surprised when he sees him in the future, so although he still doesn't understand the brilliant lightness kung fu, his speed is still extremely fast, within a few breaths, he is about to reach the end of the passage.

Suddenly, he felt a gust of bad wind above his head, pressed him down aggressively, turned around and jumped out of danger.

When Xiao Zhao and Yang Buhui arrived, they found Zhang Wuji standing still with a foolish expression on his face, his eyes spit fire, staring at a huge stone lying horizontally just blocking the exit of the passage.