Chapter 10: Quanzhen Sect

　　A group of warriors continued to follow, but their faces were somewhat impatient and tired.

　　Another hour passed.

　　Huo Dou finally couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed Yang Guo's lapel and lifted him up, "Boy, you are playing with us!"

　　"My lord was joking, it's really not far away."

　　Looking at Yang Guo who was still smiling, Huo Dou snorted coldly, "I'll give you half an hour, if you can't find it after half an hour, you will die."

　　As soon as the words fell, Huo Dou threw Yang Guo down, his expression extremely ugly.

　　Glancing at the thickening fog in the forest and the yawning Mongolian warrior beside him, Yang Guo half-closed his phoenix eyes, knowing that the time was almost up.

　　The mountain road he walked just now formed a map in his mind, and after finding the location of Chongyang Palace, Yang Guo continued to set off.

　　After a stick of incense.

　　The breeze blows, the leaves rustle in the mountains and forests, and the night owls cry.

　　Yang Guo's eyes turned cold, his anger sank to his dantian, he flew forward and kicked a yawning Mongolian warrior beside him, and dexterously avoided the other man's sword swing.

　　Without looking back, he ran towards the position of Chongyang Palace and shouted: "A strong man has come to attack the mountain..."

　　Staring at Yang Guo's back, Huo Dou was furious, his inner strength surged, his luxurious leather robe bulged, the sound of wind and thunder scolded him, and the iron bone fan in his hand flew out.

　　The iron bone fan was infused with a lot of internal energy, and it buzzed continuously in the air, like a life-threatening mantra.

　　Yang Guo didn't look back, but there seemed to be eyes behind his back, and he turned sideways to dodge very skillfully.

　　prickly——

　　Both the sleeves and the hemp rope on the body were cut, but a bright red wound was drawn on the arm by the energy of the iron bone fan.

　　Yang Guo staggered and almost fell, he used the free and easy movement method to turn around a few times, stabilized himself, and continued to run wildly.

　　At this moment in Chongyang Palace, Zhao Zhijing, who was watching the night, heard the voice, his expression changed and he ordered someone to ring the bronze bell.

　　Boom——

　　Boom——

　　Boom——

　　Three consecutive bells sounded far, far away, waking up all the Quanzhen Taoist priests who were sleeping.

　　Zhao Zhijing led a group of his apprentices, and walked out first, and then saw Yang Guo who was walking chaotically in the hazy night fog.

　　The first time he saw Yang Guo, Zhao Zhijing thought he looked familiar, and then he remembered the little beggar a few days ago.

　　'It turned out to be you. '

　　Zhao Zhijing sneered in his heart, and then shouted to the disciples behind him, "This person who brought the villain up the mountain is definitely not a good person. All disciples, don't show mercy, you have fallen for his tricks."

　　Although the disciples were puzzled, they were their masters after all.

　　The so-called masters of heaven and earth, how dare they question their master?

　　"Little thief, die!"

　　Zhao Zhijing shouted violently, raised his sword and charged towards Yang Guo.

　　Due to the severe pain of the broken bone, Yang Guo's face turned pale and was full of cold sweat, if it wasn't for the warm current from the Guanyuan acupoint running through his whole body, he might have already collapsed on the ground.

　　Although the sword at this time was not fast, it was very steady, and the gust of wind caused Yang Guo's heart to beat wildly.

　　I saw Yang Guo flipping over with a fish move, kicking his right foot towards the long sword, just about to land, Zhao Zhijing sneered, a large amount of internal energy hidden in his left palm exploded, a thick white cold air lingered in his palm, and slapped Yang Guo's back violently.

　　bang——

　　There was a muffled sound, blood dripped from the corner of Yang Guo's mouth.

　　After all, Yang Guo's martial arts is still shallow.

　　Zhao Zhijing has more than 20 years of Quanzhen internal strength.

　　The internal force of Yang Guo's bodyguard was scattered even if he was beaten, he suffered serious internal injuries and fell to the ground, rolling over a distance of ten feet.

　　"Cough cough, dead bull nose, you are such a dog!"

　　Seeing that Yang Guo was still able to stand up, Zhao Zhijing's eyebrows showed surprise.

　　His ultimate palm move just now was a few days ago when his disciple Zhen Zhibing ate it, he would collapse on the ground and couldn't stand up.

　　It can be seen that the Bone Forging Chapter of the Book of Changes that Yang Guo practiced these days is not useless.

　　Zhao Zhijing snorted coldly, then raised his sword and continued to kill.

　　The sword light is cold and powerful.

　　Yang Guo didn't care about the sword's edge attacking him, he laughed and said, "You're dead, I want to see who will win!"

　　After saying that, Yang Guo wanted to rush towards Zhao Zhijing, but his right foot was numb because of the kick of the long sword just now, he couldn't control it, his center of gravity lost his balance, and he fell into a bush.

　　Seeing Yang Guo disappear into the bushes, Zhao Zhijing raised his sword and stabbed in, the sword was shadowy, but no blood was seen.

　　Zhao Zhijing was puzzled, he slashed across with his sword, he saw the slope of green grass hidden behind the bushes, he knew in his heart that Yang Guo had rolled down.

　　Zhao Zhijing also knew the truth that weeds must be eradicated, and just as he was about to chase after him, a gust of wind blew in.

　　Zhao Zhijing immediately resisted with a horizontal sword.

　　when--

　　The long sword was bent for a few minutes, Zhao Zhijing also took two steps back, his palms felt numb, and he was terrified.

　　"Where are you bastards, dare to break into my Quanzhen sect at night!"

　　Huo Bu quickly caught the iron-bone fan that flew back, and said with a smile: "Xiao Wang doesn't want to be an enemy of your sect, it's just that Xiao Wang suddenly felt itchy when he saw the Taoist leader make a move, so... this Taoist leader, why don't you let him go?" How about asking Xiao Wang for advice."

　　Huo Dou originally just wanted to make a sneak attack and then run away, after all Quanzhen Sect has the name of the largest sect in Nanzhou.

　　But after seeing Zhao Zhijing's strength just now, he changed his mind.

　　Power, money, fame, martial arts... Huo Dou wanted it all, and now he wanted to make his name known.

　　Zhao Zhijing lowered his eyelids, knowing that he was not Huo Dou's opponent, but if he refused to fight,

Regardless of embarrassment, I am afraid that the position of head teacher has nothing to do with him, so he is silent at this time.

　　Crack, crack, crack...

　　Huo Dou was full of smiles, and he slapped the iron bone fan on his palm with a playful look.

　　"Why, the Taoist priest doesn't dare? If the Taoist priest doesn't dare, you might as well say it bluntly, why cover it up? It will damage the reputation of your religion."

　　"you!"

　　Zhao Zhijing glared, the fingers holding the sword turned white, then he had a second thought and came up with an idea.

　　"Pindao just fought against that little thief just now. At this time, his internal strength has not yet recovered. If you want to challenge Pindao, you should wait for Pindao to recover first."

　　Huo Dou naturally knew that this was Zhao Zhijing's refusal, and the sarcasm on his face became more intense.

　　At this time, nearly 300 Mongolian warriors brought by Huo Dou also gathered here. UU Reading www. uukanshu.com

　　Zhao Zhijing saw it in his eyes, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

　　"If the Taoist leader dares not, then let the noble sect come out to compete with Xiao Wang.

　　Otherwise... Your teaching, the name of the largest teaching in Nanzhou, isn't it just deceiving yourself? "

　　"Little barbarian, dare to speak wild words?"

　　An energetic voice sounded from behind Zhao Zhijing, and a tall old man with a purple face and a broad physique came over with a group of Quanzhen disciples.

　　Roughly, there are nearly a thousand Quanzhen disciples.

　　Huo Dou was slightly surprised, "I don't know which one of the Quanzhen Seven Sons are you?"

　　"Old Daoist Taiguzi, how are you doing?" Hao Datong asked in a cold voice.

　　"It turned out that Master Hao was in person, and Xiao Wang is being polite."

　　Huo Dou bowed slightly, and said bluntly, "Master Hao, I want to ask you for advice, what do you do?"

　　"Then try."

　　After finishing speaking, Hao Datong unsheathed the long sword in his hand, and the cold sword floated towards Huo Dou's face.

　　Huo Dou wanted to test Hao Datong's strength, he didn't dodge, his arms waved, and the Iron Bone Fan went up to meet him.

　　Clang——

　　The two continued to fight each other with unabated offensive, and they matched more than ten moves in an instant.

　　Another thirty rounds.

　　Because Hao Datong was not familiar with Tantric martial arts, he suffered a dark loss. At this time, his chest was tight, he forced Huo Dou back with his sword, he stretched his back and fell back in front of a group of disciples, his face was ugly.

　　Huo Dou didn't object, he shook his fan and said with a triumphant smile: "The martial arts of your teacher don't look very good either...

　　From Xiao Wang's point of view, it's better for all Taoist priests to worship under my Vajra Sect than to waste time in this Quanzhen Sect, isn't it a better choice? "

　　"shut up!"

　　A shout came from down the mountain.