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"Boom!"
A muffled thunder exploded in the dark sky, as if a thunderstorm was coming.
now.
On a barren mountain on the border of Xingzhou, a dilapidated small temple emerged from the darkness under the light of thunder.
"Ahem!" A weak cough came from the corner of the small temple.
Zhao Ge, who was seriously injured, faintly woke up from his coma at this moment. His face was pale and his expression was withered. His hair, which was originally half white, had all turned white at this time. Compared with last month, his whole person seemed to be suddenly older. In my twenties, age spots even started to appear on my wrinkled face.
"Master, you're awake." At this time, a slightly thin man hurried over after hearing the voice.
Zhao Ge struggled to sit up from the ground, his eyes were dim, and a sense of defeat and sadness came to his heart. He looked at the sky outside, estimated the time, and said in a hoarse voice: "Shouhou, you and Rong Niang run away for your lives." , if you continue to follow me, you will definitely die. As long as you can leave Xingzhou, you may be able to find a way to survive."
"Master, I won't leave. I have lost my parents since I was a child. I am an orphan. It was Master who kindly took me in. He recruited me into the martial arts gym, gave me food, kept me alive, and taught me boxing skills. Now the martial arts gym is encountering something like this. How could I leave Master and live alone in such a disaster?" The thin man's eyes showed a firm look: "They want to kill Master, unless they step over my body."
"Good boy." Zhao Ge stretched out his rough hands and patted him, tears flashing in his eyes.
Adversity brings true gold.
After experiencing such a big change, he could truly see clearly who the disciples around him were sincere and who were fake. It was a pity that those disciples who accompanied him through life and death, they lost their lives because of him.
"Master, what I am most worried about now is the little senior sister. Is it really okay for her to go to the ghost street alone? And is it reliable for the master to ask the little senior sister to find the senior brother named Li Yi? You must know that the little senior sister is one of us. The last hope of the Zhao Family Martial Arts School and the inheritance of the martial arts school are in the hands of the little senior sister. I am not afraid of death, but I am afraid that the martial arts school will be gone in the future, and the master's lifelong hard work will be lost."
The thin monkey looked worried.
"Ahem."
Zhao Ge couldn't help but coughed again, and a mouthful of blood gushes out from his chest. He couldn't help but swallow the mouthful of blood, and then took a few deep breaths and said: "Li Yi values ​​love and justice, Master will Zhao Qian entrusted her to him, and she felt very relieved. Moreover, your senior brother, who has never met before, is born with supernatural powers and is extraordinary. As long as he is here, the Zhao Family Martial Arts School will always be there."
As he spoke, he recalled in his mind the scene when he taught Li Yi boxing on Ghost Street that day. He couldn't help but whispered: "Yi Zhi's bravery is unparalleled in history. It's a pity that the master is so short-lived that he will never see that scene again. But sooner or later One day, his name will be spread all over the world, and warriors all over the world will bow their heads."
"Yi's bravery is unparalleled throughout history."
When Shouhou heard these words, his spirit was shaken.
What kind of person is that senior brother that he has never seen before? He deserves such a high evaluation from the master. Moreover, in recent times, whenever the master feels depressed, he will read Li Yi's name, which makes him even more...
of curiosity.
Zhao Ge did not continue chatting, he fell into silence again, not knowing what he was thinking in his mind.
Seeing his master in such a state of despair, Shouhou just stood by and said nothing.
The abandoned small temple fell into silence at this moment.
Until a moment later, a figure hurriedly walked in.
It was a woman who was about twenty-eight or nineteen years old. She was wearing a smart outfit, her face was dusty, and she was a little embarrassed, but she exuded a heroic spirit. However, as she walked over at this moment, a trace of worry flashed in her eyes.
and anxious.
"Rong Niang, how is the situation?" Shouhou asked hurriedly when he saw the visitor.
Rong Niang's voice was also slightly hoarse at this moment. She said: "Those who are chasing us have appeared at the foot of the mountain. They are one person and two horses. They are well prepared. Our horses were exhausted when they escaped before. We rely on the strength of our feet."
If you don't get out of this mountain, you will be overtaken."
"Since you can't escape, then fight them here." Thin Monkey said angrily: "They have killed so many of our brothers and sisters. Even if they die, I will drag one or two along the way."
Rong Niang didn't speak, she just looked at Master Zhao Ge silently, and then said: "Let Shouhou and I stay here to break up the relationship. Master, you can go from the back mountain. If you are lucky, maybe..."
"Stop talking."
Zhao Ge immediately scolded: "Master is at this age, his soul is injured, and he was slapped by that guy Han Tianbao. It is probably almost over now. You go, Master stays to delay for a while. If you disperse from the east and west directions,
If you run away, you might survive a little or two."
"If I don't leave, my home is gone. Zhao's Martial Arts School is my home. I will not abandon my home and run away."
Rong Niang shook her head and said, she is a stubborn woman. If she would leave her master and run away alone, she would have done so long ago, and she would not have been with him until now.
"You are still young, and you still have a long way to go in the future. There is no need to die here with the old master," Zhao Ge said again, hoping that the two apprentices could escape alone.
Rong Niang remained unmoved, and the thin monkey beside her did not speak.
It was obvious that the two of them had long been psychologically prepared to accompany Zhao Ge to death.
Suddenly.
Right now.
Accompanied by bursts of muffled thunder, fire suddenly lit up outside the ruined temple. Accompanied by the neighing of a horse, a wild laughter echoed on the top of this small mountain.
"Hahaha, Zhao Ge, don't be naive. Today, none of you remnants of the Zhao Family Martial Arts School can leave. They will all die here."
Then, a figure faced the night and strode forward with a strong and vigorous figure. In just a few steps, he rushed to the top of the mountain and stood in front of the gate of the ruined temple.
This man was wearing a gray gown. Although he was not tall, he was very strong. The muscles on his body were bulging. Before he got close, a wave of heat hit his face.
"A martial artist in the blood training realm, Han Meng."
A light flashed in Zhao Ge's eyes. He turned over and stood up from the ground. Then he stepped forward slowly and slowly. The aura on his body gradually increased, and he had the ability to tear apart the heat wave that hit his face.
I mean, there is no trace of decadence in my body.
The expressions of Shouhou and Rongniang on the side changed slightly.
Master was obviously seriously injured, why did he become so lively and energetic all of a sudden?
Later, they realized that the master was pretending or that the master was holding on for the last breath of blood and planning to fight to the death.
When Han Meng saw the old guy Zhao Ge coming towards him, his expression couldn't help but change. After all, Zhao Ge was a real master with blood entering his acupoints. Although he was injured, a lean camel was bigger than a horse. If there were any
If you have some energy left, you may not be able to fight again.
"Han Meng, he is bluffing to scare you. Pay attention, there is blood on the corner of Zhao Ge's mouth. What does this mean? He can no longer control his energy and blood. Now he is just trying to hold on for a breath.
"
At this moment, another figure appeared at the door.
It was a swordsman wearing a bamboo hat on his head and a sword hanging on his waist. At this moment, he slowly took off his bamboo hat, revealing the face of a middle-aged man. He patted his sleeves, shook off the dust, and then stood up with his sword in hand.
, ordered: "Surround this ruined temple. Don't let them escape this time."
Then, more than twenty men behind them holding torches and wearing powerful costumes took action. All of them were warriors who had reached the bone training realm. Among them, there were two leaders whose strength was estimated to be at the bone training level.
Moreover, these people are all equipped with fast horses, steel swords, and many strong bows and crossbows.
Such preparations were just to surround and kill Zhao Ge, a weak and dying master, which shows how much these people value Zhao Ge.
"The swordsman of the Jin family, Jin Bufeng?" Zhao Ge stopped at this moment and laughed angrily: "Okay, okay, everyone here is acquaintances."
"Zhao Ge, I heard that as long as the martial arts practitioner is alive, he will have a stream of energy hidden in his heart orifice, which is also called heart blood. When this heart blood gushes out, the warrior who practices the orifice will be able to return to his original glory.
In just a moment, you have the cultivation level at your peak." Jin Bufeng said with a smile: "It's a pity that your soul is damaged. This last breath of energy and spirit is missing. I guess you won't be able to use the last effort.
, otherwise, the juniors would not dare to pursue you so unscrupulously."
"However, this is also a good thing. After killing you, I will dig out your heart and use the last blood of you, a master of acuity training, to refine the medicine. I will definitely get a big medicine. Maybe I can also successfully break through.
To the realm of acuity training.”
When he said this, there was a hint of passion and greed in his eyes.
There are great medicines in the human body, and even more valuable medicines are available to masters who practice the art.
It's just that not many people from all over the world dare to use masters of Qiao practice as medicine, but today, Jin Bufeng encountered such a golden opportunity.
"It's true that a tiger has been bullied by a dog." Zhao Ge opened his eyes angrily: "For villains like you, if it were normal, I could send you on your way with just one punch."
"Zhao Ge, who caused your old age and blood to decline, and your soul to be injured? You are the one who missed the point, but you can't blame us." Jin Bufeng smiled at this moment and slowly pulled out the sword from his waist.
The sword flashed with cold light and was extremely sharp.
"Want to take action? Come if you are not afraid of death." Zhao Ge shouted, squatted down slightly, and immediately put up a boxing stance.
"If you want to attack my master, you have to get through me first." Senior Sister Rong Niang frowned coldly, and she also clenched her fists to meet him, showing no fear at all.
The thin monkey on the side was also angry and ready to kill the enemy.
"Okay, I still have two loyal disciples accompanying me before I die. Since you are unwilling to abandon Zhao Ge and leave, then you will stay and be buried together today."
At this moment, Han Sui on the side shouted in a deep voice, and then immediately killed the two of them like a ferocious beast.
He wanted to use the lives of Zhao Ge's two apprentices to confirm once again how much foundation Zhao Ge, a master of Qi training, still had and whether he could still fight.
Before anyone arrived, a wave of heat and murderous intent hit him.
The expressions of Rong Niang and Shou Hou changed suddenly, but then they both shouted angrily and punched to meet the attack, without any intention of backing down.
However, the strength of the two people has only reached the level of marrow training, and the blood in their bodies has not been replaced. They are no match for such a martial artist who has mastered blood refining. It was just a face-to-face effort. The two of them received a slap on each body, and then
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole person flew backwards.
"Bang!"
The two of them fell heavily to the ground, and their breath suddenly became weak.
"Come again." Rong Niang struggled to stand up stubbornly, clenching her fists again to prepare for the attack.
"Very good. How much backbone does the senior sister of Zhao's martial arts school have? But I just saved some strength and did not make a fatal move. If your master doesn't take action again, I will send you on your way with the next move."
Han Sui said coldly at this moment, but then he smiled again: "But I am a person who cherishes talents. It is not easy for you as a woman to practice Kung Fu to the point of getting to the core without killing the red dragon. I can give you some advice."
Your only way to survive is to kill the junior brother next to you, kowtow to me a few more times, agree to be my concubine, and I will spare your life."
"Bah, it's a dream." Rong Niang said angrily, and she punched Han Sui again.
Although she is not strong enough, she would rather die in battle than suffer these insults.
"Shameless."
Han Sui was rejected and lost a bit of face. At this moment, he suddenly felt murderous intention. He extended his palm and his energy exploded, causing a burst of dust.
Rong Niang's fist was not strong enough, and her entire arm was shattered by just one blow. The severe pain made her cry out in pain.
Han Sui stepped forward again, his palm turned into a sharp claw, and he directly grabbed Rong Niang's throat and held her. Then he turned his eyes and stared at Zhao who was making a fist fight but did not make a move.
Ge.
"You don't even take action in this situation? Zhao Ge, it seems you are really in trouble."
Zhao Ge was filled with grief and anger at this moment. Qi and blood were surging in his body, and his face was uncertain. He was now an empty frame, and he couldn't even control his Qi and blood. It was pretty good that he was standing here alive. How could he still have the strength to take action?
If it is true that Jin Bufeng said that he can still hold on to the blood of his heart, then every one of the people here will die.
"Sure enough, we have reached our limit. After all, I have been chasing you all the way for so long, and I have killed several waves of people. I guess I have almost exhausted you, and now I have reached the point where I have run out of fuel."
Jin Bufeng was very cautious. Although he was holding a sword, he was always on guard against Zhao Ge and was not careless at all.
Then he raised his hand to signal: "Kill him with a strong bow and crossbow. Be careful not to shoot him in the heart. I will keep his heart to refine the medicine."
The next moment, the sound of a strong bow being drawn and the sound of a powerful crossbow being cocked were heard all around.
Seeing this scene, Zhao Ge couldn't help but reveal a sad smile: "Okay, what a Jin Bufeng. Even now, he is still wary of me."
He was so angry that his old body could no longer support him, and he couldn't even hold his fist firmly, so he stumbled and fell to the ground.
"You, Zhao Ge, are a fierce tiger, so you have to be careful." Jin Bufeng couldn't help but smile when he saw Zhao Ge's weak appearance.
But he still didn't step forward to take action. Who knows if the old guy Zhao Ge was acting? If he took a breath of blood and took him away, thank you.
"Teacher, master."
The thin monkey hurriedly supported Zhao Ge's seriously injured body and ran to Zhao Ge's side to support him.
Zhao Ge was coughing up blood at this moment. He said regretfully: "I'm sorry. Master is really at his wits end and can't scare these people."
The thin monkey cried bitterly and stopped talking. He was already prepared to die.
Rong Niang, whose throat was grabbed, could not move at the moment, and she couldn't help but shed tears when she saw this scene.
"Don't be sad. After your master dies, I will send you to accompany him soon." Han Sui captured Rong Niang, neither killing nor releasing her, just to make Zhao Ge throw her into a trap.
Only after he was sure that Zhao Ge was really dead would he kill the hostage.
With such a degree of caution, even if Zhao Ge really put in the effort, he would probably end up in despair.
Jin Bufeng slowly raised his hand at this moment, preparing to give the order to take action.
But right now.
"Boom~!"
In the dark night in the distance, there was a sound like thunder on the ground, which shocked people. Then they saw that a corner of the ruined temple was suddenly lifted open for unknown reasons. Dust was flying, gravel was stirring, and with this
Suddenly something happened. The body of an archer who was besieged nearby seemed to have been hit hard by a terrifying force, and it exploded along with it.
The minced meat, accompanied by splashes of blood, was evenly sprinkled on the surrounding ground.
Even Han Sui, who was standing in the temple, had a look of pain on his face from the flying bone fragments.
Such a scene made everyone instantly shocked.
"boom!"
Then another muffled thunder echoed, this time the sound was very close, as if it was at the foot of the mountain.
There was another crossbowman who was standing next to the torch. He didn't even react quickly. His body also exploded, blood and bones flying everywhere, and the surrounding area was a mess.
The second sound made the leaders Han Sui and Jin Bufeng react.
"There are enemies, please be careful." Han Sui hurriedly grabbed Rong Niang and blocked her in front of him, then he was wary of the dark wilderness in front of the temple.
The danger comes from that direction.
"Put out the fire, don't stay in the firelight, the other party can see it." Jin Bufeng held the sword in his hand and shouted in a low voice, a trace of cold sweat could not help but break out on his forehead.
Fortunately, there were no torches around him, otherwise, the other party might attack him.
Although he didn't know what this powerful attack was, he knew very well that he, a blood-trained warrior, couldn't stop it at all.
"boom!"
Another loud noise echoed.
The body of a subordinate holding a strong bow exploded again, and the broken internal organs flew away like pieces. Even the body dissipated directly, leaving only his feet still in place.
Such a bloody and cruel death immediately frightened all the remaining people. They extinguished their torches one after another and hid themselves, not daring to expose themselves to the light of the fire.
As the torch goes out.
The surroundings fell into darkness.
But it still didn't work.
The fourth loud noise still came.
Another disciple hiding in the darkness attacked, and like the previous ones, his body was blown to pieces on the spot, leaving no room for resistance or struggle.
"No, the other party has night vision, so turning off the flames is useless, but why not just kill me and Han Sui? The two of us are the biggest threat, so we should be the first targets to attack. Wait, I understand, the other party
He's from the Zhao Family Martial Arts School. The reason why he didn't attack Han Sui was that he had hostages in his hands. The reason why he didn't attack me was because Zhao Ge and I were on the same line just now, and the other party's attack was afraid of accidentally injuring Zhao Ge."
When Jin Bufeng saw the tragic death of his disciple, he thought quickly and finally realized what was going on.
But just when he thought this.
A violent wind blew up from the foot of the mountain, and in the wind, a tall horse appeared.
"Yin horse?" Han Sui recognized this thing. This thing can only be seen on ghost streets.
Is it possible that the Zhao Family Martial Arts School is protected by ghosts and gods from the ghost streets? If this is the case, then things will be troublesome.
The dark horse neighs and raises its iron hooves.
On top of it, a tall figure appeared condescendingly.
Everyone looked at it.
But all he saw was a pair of murderous eyes shining brightly in the darkness, like a ghost descending from the earth, which made people afraid.
"Although this man came on a dark horse, he has the aura of a living person. He is not a ghost, he is just a very strong person." Han Sui's throat rolled, and there was a hint of panic and uneasiness in his eyes.
"Does the Zhao Family Martial Arts School still have a trump card?" Jin Bufeng held the sword tightly at this moment, and his face suddenly became gloomy and ugly.
But what is the strength of the people who come?
He can't see through it.
All I know is that this person is definitely a master, and a very young master at that.
Chapter completed!