Li Zhichang knew that he had just been infected with Mixin San, and at this time, the medicine power had not completely dissipated and he was still a little crazy.

After Li Zhichang understood the location of Xiaojing Lake, he left Gu Ducheng in the inn to rest, but took A Zi with him. This was to prevent A Zi from going out to harm others again. In fact, A Zi may not have any people who were killed. In fact, it was mostly just a prank. The invisible scattered parts she had before were not heavy. Even if Li Zhichang didn't secretly resolve them, most of the beggars would have suffered a lot.

Li Zhichang took A Zi and was about to ride on the Black Rose, but suddenly Li Zhichang spoke, "You should hand over the poison and hidden weapon on you."

A Zi knew that Li Zhichang was so powerful that she took out a porcelain bottle and a handful of green phosphorus needles. Li Zhichang smiled and said, "Xiaoyao San, Jilei Thorns, and the Heart-piercing nails do you still want to collect these like this?"

A Zi said in surprise: "How do you know these things? Are you from our Star Sect?" She became very alert when she said this.

Li Zhichang was too lazy to say: He still knew that the Divine Wood King Ding was on her. The Divine Wood King Ding was the treasure of the Qinghai Sect. If it weren't for this thing, the Qinghai Sect wouldn't have destroyed Ding Chunqiu's entire family. Li Zhichang also knew that Ding Chunqiu was also a genius, and he could have made a magic trick without the reference of the Beiming Divine Art.

Under the eaves, A Zi had to bow her head, so she had to hand over all the hidden weapons and poison on her body. Fortunately, she secretly thanked that the Divine Wood King Ding was not taken away.

The two of them rode on the black rose and quickly walked out of the city. Li Zhichang said lightly: "You can keep that divine wood king cauldron. In fact, there is no great place to transform the power, you can only absorb but not absorb it. It's really stupid."

A Zi suddenly felt like she was being looked at by Li Zhichang. She felt that meeting this Taoist priest was more terrifying than her master. She said in her heart: "I don't believe you. When I practice Chenghua, I want you to look good."

In just half an hour, Li Zhichang came to a lakeside. The lake surface was as flat as a mirror, and the light could be seen. It was really worthy of being the Little Jinghu Lake. Li Zhichang stood on his horse and looked at each other from afar. He saw several battles on the lakeside. Li Zhichang flew up from Black Rose, and his toes passed through the iron chain on the lake, and quickly arrived at the opposite side. Li Zhichang was not afraid that Ah Zi would leave secretly. The poison and hidden weapons on her body were all in Li Zhichang. If he left his kung fu, he would be 90% of his 100% of his skills, and any few masters in the martial arts world could easily control her.

At this time, two masters in the center of the open space were fighting each other. One of them held the sword was Duan Zhengchun, and the other was holding a crutch. Li Zhichang thought: The person holding the crutch must be Duan Yanqing.

The two seemed to be incomprehensible, but in fact, Li Zhichang could see that Duan Zhengchun was at a disadvantage, but Duan Yanqing was very busy. Duan Yanqing hated Duan Zhengchun's brothers deeply. Therefore, he would never kill Duan Zhengchun at once, and wanted to capture him alive. However, his martial arts skills were so high that he had few opponents in the world. He found another master, afraid that things would change. Suddenly, a crutch hit the ground and flew up. The other crutch hit Duan Zhengchun's forehead with great power. If the real point of this crutch was on Duan Zhengchun's forehead, he would have to poke a big hole in Duan Zhengchun's forehead.

This stick was gathered by Duan Yanqing's skills, and it was very good. Although Duan Zhengchun's martial arts skills were high, his skills were far less than Duan Yanqing. If Duan Yanqing had not made all his strength before, he would not be able to hold on at this moment. But now he is the end of the mast and oars, with beans covered with sweat beads the size of beans on his forehead, which is obviously overdrawing his skills.

Seeing that the stick was pointing on Duan Zhengchun's forehead, Duan Yanqing's eyes suddenly blurred, and a long sword was placed on his iron stick, gently pulling his crutch.

Duan Yanqing knew that even though the opponent's sword was unexpected, he was very sensible in his grasp of the strength and angle, and he was a strong enemy. After missing the opportunity, Duan Yanqing did not blindly advance, but instead took a step back and leaned on the ground with his two sticks.

He focused his mind on Li Zhichang. In fact, the four evil people had had an interaction with Li Zhichang several times, but Duan Yanqing had never officially met Li Zhichang.

Yue Laosan, who fought there, said: "Boss, this is the one who saved the Beggars' Sect last time in Tianning Temple."

Li Zhichang looked at Duan Yanqing and sighed: "It is my uncle Li Zhichang that Prince Yanqing can practice martial arts to this level with his disabled body. There are few people who can match you in ancient times."

Duan Yanqing felt a stern. He had been injured in his throat and could only speak in his ventral language. However, combining this ventral language with superior internal skills can charm and disrupt people's minds. It is an extremely powerful evil technique. However, this skill is purely controlled by the power of the mind. If the enemy's internal energy is better than his own, he will suffer.

Yue Laosan has always praised Li Zhichang's ability. The sword just now revealed his ability. He was careful that the other party's cultivation was far better than him, so he was unwilling to use ventral verbal rashly.

Duan Yanqing stretched out an iron rod and wrote on the bluestone slab underground: "No matter who it is, if you want to stop me, God will block the gods and Buddhas will block the Buddhas." But he heard the sound of hissings, and he actually wrote in the sand like writing in the sand. Each of the sixteen words penetrated into the stone. He believed in Buddhism when he was young, but decades of tragic experience made him resentful. At this moment, he saw that he was going to get half of his revenge, but Li Zhichang stopped him. He did countless evils, and he would definitely go to the Avici Hell if he died, and he was not afraid of offending the Buddha.

Although there is the ability to carry light as heavy in the martial arts world, like the two pure steel-made axes made of Gu Ducheng are as light as nothing in his hands. However, Duan Yanqing's crutch is just an ordinary thin iron rod. With his internal force, it seems that he has gained a lot of weight and can carve letters on this bluestone.

Li Zhichang asked him to write, but he didn't speak. After he finished writing, he suddenly walked over, stretched out his right foot, and wiped the words on the ground. The sixteen words were immediately wiped clean.

This wiping skill is naturally a little harder than the wiping skill. In the eyes of the two of them, this bluestone slab is like a beach by the river. This bluestone slab is just ordinary stone and may not be very hard. However, no one else can do this behavior on the two of them. There is no one in the world who can do it with two palms, which can do it.

Duan Yanqing wrote to advise Li Zhichang to intervene, but Li Zhichang erased the words, so he knew that he showed his skills, and the other hand, he meant that he had no grudges and no grudges with him. If he could let go of the holidays caused by unintentional past, he would stop. Duan Yanqing knew that Li Zhichang had come with this strong support, and the situation on his side was not good. He could take it and let it go. If he didn't believe that Li Zhichang could still be by Duan Zhengchun's side day and night, and there would be opportunities in the future.

He remained silent, turned around and floated away. When the other three evil men saw that he had left, they naturally followed him. At this time, a figure pounced on Li Zhichang's arms, and the fragrance blew.

The person coming was Mu Wanqing, and she whispered: "I thought I would never see you."

Duan Zhengchun got out of the disaster. Seeing that his daughter was not the first time he cared about him, he couldn't help but feel a little sour in his heart.

Li Zhichang seemed a little uncomfortable with this situation. He gently patted Mu Wanqing on the shoulder and said uncomfortable: "Miss Wanqing, I haven't seen you for a long time." (To be continued, please search for Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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