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The sound of fist force breaking through the air in the secret passage was no less than thunder. The energy was everywhere. A crackling sound sounded in the abdomen of the mountain, but it covered the surrounding mountains. In the darkness, Li Zhi always knew it and could not see it. No matter how domineering and fierce the fist force of the monk in gray was, it could not fall completely without him.

The gray-clothed monk's internal strength is far beyond description. He was a famous teacher when he was young, and his martial arts skills were so high that he was already a top figure in the world. In his middle age, he also worshipped the four masters of Shaolin monks Kongjian as his master. He learned some of the Shaolin Nine Yang skills, which was rare in the world. However, after using three hundred punches, he couldn't even touch the corner of his enemy's clothes. He was shocked and could not express it.

In the darkness, Li Zhichang said lightly: "The master made more than 300 punches, please take my move."

The monk in gray was secretly cold in his heart, but when he heard a sound, his true energy was thrilling. He was about to avoid it, but he still had a palm on his shoulder while hearing the sound. He thought to himself: The other party's fist was faster than the sound. Anything that the monk in gray had a sound, there was a sentence of "a sound that was hard to buy for a thousand gold". The sound that the monk in gray had made before was like pearls and jade falling on the plate, extremely crisp, but like Li Zhichang's hand, the sound had arrived, and it was hard to find a thousand gold.

He has great skills, and this punch cannot kill him. What's terrible is that the other party punches another time. This time the monk in gray was prepared and presses his hands against the other party's fist, but he feels that the other party's strength is as vast as the sea. It is continuous and endless. He said to himself: If he had chosen to practice the Vajra Indestructible Art when he heard the old monk's words, he would not have the poverty he has today.

There is no regret medicine in the world. He also sighed in his heart that the enemy was facing him and he could not allow him to think about it anymore. He took a step back and took a sudden breath while taking a step back. His lower abdomen swelled slightly, and his palms suddenly pushed out, as if there was a mountain in front of him. What's even more terrifying was that his palm had layered and invisible air waves spread out, and he soon drowned towards Li Zhichang. Li Zhichang didn't seem to have expected that his palm was so powerful that the fist force he emitted was actually rolled back by the opponent's palm power. Li Zhichang sighed and said, "What a wonderful martial arts, you rely on one martial arts to have both Yin and Yang internal powers."

The monk in gray said coldly: "You have won my Hunyuan Yi Qigong and you can still laugh."

Li Zhichang smiled and said, "Is that true?"

The monk in gray suddenly felt a potential hit him. He was extremely familiar with this force. It was actually his unique skill, Hunyuan Yiqigong. So he couldn't defend himself and hit this potential. He was really injured. He was the only one who could use this Hunyuan Yiqigong in the world and his disciple Golden Lion King Xie Xun. The person in front of him would not know this mental method. He thought of a possibility and said angrily: "Are you moving the universe?"

Li Zhichang said in surprise: "It turns out that the master also knows the great movement of the universe."

The monk in gray suddenly felt a fever on his face. He knew that this was because he had won the Hunyuan Yi Qigong, and blood-red spots would appear on his face, which was caused by the qi and blood. He said coldly: "Can I return my internal strength to me as soon as I can. This great shift of the universe will be practiced to you at least reach the fifth level. The Demon Sect is indeed full of talents. Yang Dingtian only broke through the fifth level. If you want to kill and cut, you will listen to the emperor."

Li Zhichang thought to himself: "Yang Dingtian? It's the previous leader of the Ming Cult. He can practice the fifth level. It seems that martial arts are really good. If he is alive, no one in the world can beat him in one move or half a stance except me." The difference between the Great Transfer of the Universe and the Sixth level is not too big. The sixth level is just a little deeper. Li Zhichang took a step forward, grabbed the monk in gray and lifted him out, and the monk in gray and carried him like a chicken, which was a great humiliation. As soon as he came out of the secret passage, he saw the light again. Fortunately, his head was facing behind, and the other party could not see his face, and he could not see the other party.

He was carrying Li Zhichang all the way, jumping in the mountains and forests. The monk in gray was thinking, and he didn't know where he was going to take me. He suffered from internal injuries and his acupoints were also restrained. He had to speak and test the other party's purpose. He said, "Yang Dingtian had already practiced to the fourth level of the Great Transfer of the Universe. Except for the Wudang Sect, Zhang Sanfeng, the real person in Wudang Sect, could not win him with one move and half of his move. Later, he broke through the fifth level some time before his death. Unfortunately, he seemed to be a little inferior to you. Boy, which descendant of the Ming Cult are you?"

Li Zhichang said calmly: "I am not from any lineage. However, your martial arts are quite diverse. It seems that you are Shaolin, and you seem to have practiced martial arts from other unknown sects. Any martial arts you practice are profound and profound, and can be enjoyed for you in your entire life. Unfortunately, you can't chew too much, otherwise you wouldn't be taken so easily by me." What Li Zhichang said is the truth. The way of martial arts lies in essence. If you practice one of thousands of martial arts well, you can defeat the enemy. Shaolin martial arts is profound and profound. Li Zhichang will also have a lot, but he dare not claim to be proficient. He just borrows clever methods, uses power to use it and use specious effects.

Of course, his fundamental lies in his wise realm. The world's martial arts are just like this. Such a brilliant mind is another landscape.

The monk in gray: "I said long ago that I am Yuanzhen, a monk from Shaolin Temple. Don't you believe it?"

Li Zhichang said: "Are you from Shaolin Temple? I will tell if I take you to the Shaolin Temple's residence."

The monk in gray clothes said: "Now the six major sects are heading towards the first line of the gorge. You, a person from the Demon Sect, dare to break through. You really don't know how to live or die."

Li Zhichang replied: "I don't know how to live or die like this, isn't it just your wish?"

The monk in gray said, "I want to see how you act."

Li Zhichang chuckled softly and said, "Do you know what I want to do?"

The monk in gray: "What do you want to do?"

Li Zhichang smiled and said, "First defeat Shaolin, then defeat Wudang, the heroes will be held back and obey my orders."

The monk in gray fainted before he could respond.

Li Zhichang rushed back to his previous position, but did not see the figure of the green shirt. He was surprised that he had only been incense for only one stick of incense. Li Zhichang saw a row of footprints left in the distance. Zhou Zhiruo was not in a hurry and went back to Emei first.

Li Zhichang thought that he would go to the Yixing Gorge anyway, and he might be able to see Zhou Zhiruo on the road. Li Zhichang knew that if the Demon Sect had caught Zhou Zhiruo, he could not hide it from him during his downhill just now. Not to mention that Li Zhichang took Yuanzhen and rushed to the Yixing Gorge quickly.

After running for several miles, the traces suddenly disappeared. Li Zhichang didn't see Zhou Zhiruo, and knew that something must have happened. However, it was very easy to hide a person at the foot of Kunlun Mountain. If Zhou Zhiruo was kidnapped, the other party would definitely be prepared. There must be a master who is good at counter-tracking, who will eliminate the traces of his own actions and create this illusion. Could the other party disappear from the sky, otherwise some traces would be left no matter what.

Li Zhichang knew that Zhou Zhiruo was just a little disciple of the Emei Sect and would never have spent so much effort. If you think about it carefully, besides the Ming Cult, the Mongolian Princess Zhao Min was the one who could do such a move. Li Zhichang thought to himself: After so many days, the other party came to the door.

The so-called "repeated" is defeated by others. If Zhou Zhiruo was really kidnapped because of him, he just needed to keep his troops in motion, and the other party would naturally come to him. Therefore, Li Zhichang did not continue to look for Zhou Zhiruo, but went to the Yishi Gorge according to the established plan.

After an hour or two, I crossed several earthen mountains and saw a long way to look at the distance. In the past, the yellow sand desert was in the sky. At this time, the bright moon was in the sky, and dozens of torches suddenly lit up under the night sky. The fireworks were bright, shining through the night sky. The direction of the firelight was even more like a killing sound. I don’t know how many people were fighting there.

Zhou Zhiruo was waiting for Li Zhichang there before. After Li Zhichang walked for a while, a young man rode a horse from a distance, followed by nine people, an ugly ascetic and a servant dressed in eight hunters. This young man was so handsome that he was even more handsome than Li Zhichang. He came and said, "Are you Zhou Zhiruo from the Emei Sect?"

The other party's voice was delicate and crisp, and it was clearly a woman's voice. Zhou Zhiruo was relieved. She wondered how a man could be so handsome. Zhou Zhiruo said, "I am Zhou Zhiruo, who are you?"

The young man dressed as a man said, "It's so beautiful, no wonder that boy rescued you from the Ming Cult. Master Ku please take her away."

Zhou Zhiruo wanted to continue asking questions, but she felt dizzy. When she opened her eyes, she was already in front of a large manor. A small river surrounded by rivers, and the riverside was covered with green willows. She almost thought she had returned to Jiangnan.

The young man dressed as a man was naturally Zhao Min. Zhao Min held Zhou Zhiruo's slender waist and said, "Miss Zhou, I heard that you are a girl from the Jiangnan water town. So what about the gardens here compared to Jiangnan?"

Zhou Zhiruo said: "I was originally a poor girl from the Yu family. I had no knowledge and couldn't say anything good, which disappointed the girl." Although she was in an unknown place and had unknown enemies and friends around her, she naturally had a calm demeanor when she spoke, neither fast nor slow, nor humble, and directly told her the identity of Miss Zhao Min's family.

Zhao Min said: "You are not surprised when you are suddenly present, and you are not surprised when you are innocent. You are much better than the idiots from the six major sects. Do you want to know why I caught you?"

Zhou Zhiruo said: "The girl will naturally say it if she wants to say it. This is not a question I want to know."

Zhao Min clapped his high-high and said, "It's nothing, I just want to invite you to visit. You said that I caught you this time. Will Li Zhichang come from the Lotus Net? I saw that you are not ordinary intimacy before."

Zhou Zhiruo was shocked and said calmly: "I have only seen him a few times, so I can't say I'm familiar with him."

Zhao Min smiled and said, "It's nothing to be familiar with. Miss Zhou just stay here for a few days. You must be honest." (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!
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