Chapter 897

Dong Wenfeng only felt a cold air hitting his chest. He soon realized that the skill of this 100 disabled Taoist was still above himself.

Even if he was captured by a hundred disabled Taoists at the moment, he had no worries about his life because of the protection of the nine gods' body protection and divine skill.

"Smelly boy, I have already advised you. Why are you so stubborn?" there was an aggressive murderous look in the eyes of the hundred disabled Taoist priest.

"I have a bad habit. I always fart when I talk to irrelevant people." Dong Wenfeng waved and pushed, and gathered all his Qi into these two fists. The hundred disabled Taoist priest reacted quickly and immediately took his palm to resist. He saw four palms hitting each other, and the two retreated a big step. Dong Wenfeng was even more uncomfortable, Spit out a pool of black blood.

"Brother Wenfeng, you're bleeding..." Song Xiaoyun, who was watching the war from a distance, was very anxious when she saw Dong Wenfeng vomit blood. She immediately ran over and looked at the beads of sweat on Dong Wenfeng's forehead. Tears didn't know they fell down. After that, Lao song also rushed over. I didn't expect that these people were so mean. How could he bear to deal with young master Dong one after another.

"Sister yun'er, don't worry. This little injury won't hurt." Dong Wenfeng said this sentence reluctantly, coughing uncontrollably.

In fact, Dong Wenfeng is really a hundred disabled Taoist. The power of this palm has already surpassed himself. In addition, he has just closed down a few days ago, and his martial arts have long been far better than his advance. Although Dong Wenfeng said it was all right, he didn't want song Xiaoyun to worry about himself.

Moreover, if you want to recover, you must immediately sit down and regulate your breath, with the help of the nine gods' body protection and divine skills, you can recover from the past. Otherwise, I'm afraid these accomplishments will be reduced by at least half.

It's just that the form is critical at the moment. If you carefully regulate your breath and body, it is obviously impractical, and these covetous people will certainly not agree.

"Who are these people? Why must they kill you?" Song Xiaoyun still couldn't help asking. She took out a white handkerchief and wiped it gently at the corner of Dong Wenfeng's mouth. The snow-white handkerchief turned red in an instant.

"Right and wrong in this world may not be clear. Some people don't have a grudge against you, but they hate you. I don't have a deep hatred with these people. In the final analysis, I touched the interests of these people because they wanted to kill me." Dong Wenfeng said this in a loud voice, as if he had clearly revealed the purpose of these people.

In the back, Su Zhenyi was very happy to see Dong Wenfeng beaten black blood by his master. Hearing Dong Wenfeng say these words again, he couldn't help laughing. Unexpectedly, he was dying and chatted with his sister. I don't know how much time you have to talk, but to be honest, this smelly boy's heterosexual relationship is really good to explode. Every woman with excellent appearance will know this smelly boy. Tong Waner, a cheap woman, was the woman I missed so much. I'm afraid she has become this bastard woman at this time. At the thought of this, I couldn't help getting angry. Besides, the woman in front of me was also good. Looking at her pure dress, I'm afraid she's still a young college student. Later, as soon as Dong Wenfeng is settled and divides the land boundary with Zhang Wenhua, I must include this woman in the account.

Su Zhen's obscene expression was completely unlike the appearance of the three CHILDES of Hechuan. He didn't know that he was too dreamy and couldn't help causing a psychological reaction.

A gust of wind came, and the smell of the women's army next door spread to Su Zhen's nose. Su Zhen's color / Devil actually tasted it with his eyes closed and an appreciative mood. From time to time, he laughed inexplicably on his face. Yun Yijun standing next to him looked at Su Zhen in surprise. Shouldn't this smelly boy be blocked by the devil?

After a while, everyone's eyes focused on Su Zhen. At the moment, Su Zhen was really ashamed and had no sense of discovery. The expression of appreciation, the beating eyebrows and the tooting mouth were just a diffuse picture of shape, color and color. These people couldn't help laughing, especially the women's army with arms. Su Zhen opened his eyes when he heard the laughter. What are they laughing at? He touched his lips and found a pool of saliva. He was embarrassed to lower his head to deal with it. Unexpectedly, there was a greater laughter behind him.

Su Zhen's face was lost, and it was hard for the 100 disabled Taoist. After a slap with Dong Wenfeng, there was no adverse reaction at first. After a few minutes, he only felt surging in his stomach, and there seemed to be a blocked air mass in his chest.

An Haobo was injured the weakest. In addition, he was around the 100 disabled Taoist. As soon as he found that the 100 disabled Taoist was uncomfortable, he went up and helped him gently and asked, "master, are you all right?"

"It's not a big problem. I just can't imagine that this smelly boy's internal skill has reached the point of competing with me. It seems that the four of you are determined not to be his opponent, and it's not unreasonable." the hundred disabled Taoist said slowly. At this time, his lips turned white and his words were light and heavy.

"Shifu is telling the truth. This smelly boy can compete with Shifu?" an Haobo obviously doesn't believe it. You know, their Shifu was a famous martial artist decades ago. The smelly boy in front of him is only in his twenties. Shifu is more than twice his age, so his martial arts cultivation must be several times higher than this smelly boy. How can Shifu be different from him?

"Haobo, among you martial brothers, only you and Lao Wu are not hurt at the moment. The three of us can certainly get rid of this smelly boy. Just then he got my magic Yin palm. You just need to hit him at Guanyuan and Yongquan acupoints. The footwork is a four elephant cycle step. Can you remember clearly?" Taoist priest Bai can no longer care about Jianghu morality, On the contrary, the trick became vicious.

"OK, master!"

Taoist baican came to Gu Jianbai and Gao Wenguang and looked at Gu Jianbai's dark face. Originally, his face was white and fat. Because of poisoning, his face reacted first. Taoist baican asked, "old five, you were so careless that you hurt your fellow disciples. If there was no reason for today's incident, I would not spare you."

"Shifu, I really didn't mean it. I blame that smelly boy for being too cunning. I was fooled by him." Gao Wenguang knelt down. He was nervous since he saw Gu Jianbai injured.

"I have my own discretion in this matter. How's Jianbai?"

"I just took my secret antidote. I'm afraid it will take ten days and a half months to regulate my breath." Gao Wenguang said shakily. After all, his senior brother's injuries were caused by himself. Even if he delayed in every way, he still had nothing to do with himself.