Shizheng of Tibetan Scriptures went over and over to the 22nd
Zhang Danian was shocked, he anxiously used a thousand jin pendant, and in the next moment, his body anxiously descended, both feet landing on the ground, he anxiously moved two meters to the side, then raised his head and looked up.
The starlight filled the sky and the silver moonlight shone down through the hole above them. A black-clothed Daoist holding a handful of long sword stood above the hole in the ground and looked down coldly.
The black-clothed Daoist stood with his back to the moonlight, his face indiscernible. It was just that the long sword Sword in his hand was as cold as water, actually colder than moonlight. From the shadows, the black clothed Daoist cursed in a low voice, "Let this little scoundrel run away."
Zhang Danian's heart sank, could this Taoist be sent by Triple Purity Sect? It's just that this Taoist was definitely not Bao Daoyi. Although Bao Daoyi had only seen him once, he could still recognize Bao Daoyi's voice.
Zhang Danian thought in his heart: What do we do now? Should I wait until Second Brother Wu comes out before making any plans? "
Just as Zhang Danian was thinking about this, he heard the black robed cultivator above him shout out, "Little bastard, if you have the guts, come out and let this dao lord slash twice. This dao lord will not hack you to death, I will only cut off your arms and turn you into a human rod."
Zhang Danian was furious in his heart, and thought: "Dammit, do you think this place is under the Sixth and Sixth Pagodas or under the jurisdiction of the Lin'an Palace, do you really think this is your Triple Purity Sect? Besides, I'm not a weak scholar who was helpless a few months ago. Today, your father will first take your sword sacrifice. "
Carrying Lin Chong on his back, Zhang Danian secretly gathered his strength and bellowed: "Sword out — —" The Junzi Sword was kept in a sword bag beside him. Under Zhang Danian's control, the Junzi Sword leapt out from the sword bag and rushed into the sky.
The black-clothed Daoist did not seem to expect that the Junzi Sword would come as fast as lightning. He cried out in alarm and retreated backwards.
Zhang Danian then leaped up with Lin Chong on his back, his entire body also shooting out like an arrow through the hole in the ground.
The one following behind him was the Jiang Xiaobai.
However, Zhang Danian did not let him escape. He wanted to give it a try as these few days, under the guidance of Wu Erlang, to see if he could match up to that black-clothed Daoist.
Zhang Danian jumped out of the cave with Lin Chong on his back, and when his body landed on the ground, he started to look around. He saw that on top of the Liuhee Temple Ruins, the black-clothed Daoist was currently standing about a hundred meters away, and was forced back a few steps by the Junzi Sword in the air. His face was completely red.
However, the black-clothed cultivator clenched his teeth and did not say a word. It was as if he was holding in a surge of energy and was determined to win against that Junzi Sword.
On top of the ruins, several hundred feet away from each other, stood an armored warrior. The four warriors each held a single blade in their hands. He held his sabre horizontally in front of his chest, each of them devilishly ferocious.
On the other side of the ruins, a burly man holding a mace was bending over to look at a large hole in the ground, as if there was something important inside.
After a while, two Daoists flew out from the large hole. One of them had a single arm and a sinister expression on his face. The other cultivator was also dressed in black and had an arrogant expression on his face.
The one-armed man was none other than Bao Daoyi who had lost an arm to Wu Soong earlier.
Bao Daoyi leapt out from the hole with one arm holding onto a dead body.
The sturdy man with the spiked mace looked at the corpse in Bao Daoyi's hands and was stunned. He frowned: "Is this dead man the treasure that you were talking about?"
Bao Daoyi nodded his head, and said in a deep voice: "General Wanyan, this dead man is a big treasure —" When he raised his head and saw Zhang Danian in the distance, Bao Daoyi's eyebrows twitched, and immediately placed the dead man on the ground, and said softly: "General Wanyan, get your guards to guard this dead man, this dead man is related to the thing that we were plotting."
The General Wanyan pondered for a moment, then called over two Single Blade Warriors and had them guard the corpse.
Bao Daoyi then turned and looked at Zhang Danian, and said solemnly: "Damn brat, where is that Wu Er Lang? Did you turn into a turtle and hide? "
Before Bao Daoyi could finish his sentence, from the hole in the ground behind him, a rough voice suddenly came out, "Your grandmother is the tortoise, your entire family is made up of turtles." As his voice fell, a burly man jumped out from the hole. In his arms was a green-clothed young girl with an ugly expression.
This man was Wu Soong. Needless to say, he was A’chou.
Wu Soong leapt out and stood beside Zhang Danian, and only then did he put A’chou down. He looked at Zhang Danian and asked: "Little brother, are you alright?"
Zhang Danian shook his head: "I'm fine, Second Brother Wu."
Wu Soong was finally relieved and raised his head to look around. Seeing that the Junzi Sword was chasing after him everywhere, he couldn't help but laugh out loud. "Sure enough, it's all thanks to the despicable and shameless noses of your Triple Purity Sect that you guys actually chased all the way here."
Bao Daoyi laughed coldly: "Wu Erlang, if you don't give us the iron box, I will carry this corpse away."
When Wu Soong heard this, he could not help but be startled, and when his gaze landed on the two warriors, his expression changed greatly. He could not help but shout angrily: "That Bao Bao with the surname of Du, you f * cking ate the Bear-Heart Leopard's gall? Do you want to touch my brother's body? Aren't you afraid that my brother Liang Shan will kill your entire family? "
After saying these few words, Wu Soong was obviously truly angry.
But that Bao Daoyi just sneered, he was not afraid in the slightest.
The Daoist man next to him rolled his eyes and looked at the corpse on the ground again. He seemed to be deep in thought.
The General Wanyan looked at Wu Soong as though he was about to face a great enemy.
Hearing how angry Wu Soong was, his heart trembled, he turned to look at the corpses of the two warriors, only to see that the corpse, looked like a monk. The monk had his hands folded across his body, his legs crossed, maintaining a meditative posture.
The monk had nine buddhist beads hanging from his neck. It was too far away to see the appearance of the nine buddhist beads. However, the nine buddhist beads reflected a nine o'clock dark light under the moonlight.
Nine dots of black light shone into Zhang Danian's eyes. Zhang Danian couldn't help but move a little, as he felt that those nine buddhist beads had some history.
Zhang Danian thought: "Who is this monk? could it be that he is also Second Brother Wu's Brother Liang Shan? "