Almighty bodyguard

Chapter 100 Portrait of Chen Tuan

"Tieleg Tan, give me the bag, you won't die!" Suddenly, a person walked out from the darkness at the end of the South Bridge. This person was also covered with black clothes and black cloth, but the voice was that of Ouyang boy.

Iron-legged Tan chuckled: "Young Master Ouyang, do you think I won't know it's you if you cover your face with a cloth? Do your Ouyang family really want to completely offend our Tan family?"

"I'm not some young master Ouyang, iron-legged Tan, give me your things. Of course, you can also choose to jump into the river!" Young master Ouyang laughed and began to stride towards the bridge.

"I have long heard that young master Ouyang is a genius of the heavens, and has reached the Houtian realm at a young age. Today, I, Tan Tiezu, would like to ask for advice."

"As you wish!" While the young master Ouyang was speaking, his whole body bowed suddenly, and then he handed over hands with that iron-legged Tan on the bridge,

The two masked men in black at the bridgehead still didn't move, as if they were not worried about the safety of Young Master Ouyang at all.

But above the bridge head, Young Master Ouyang and Iron Leg Tan were already inseparable, and the dull sound of clashing qi rang out from time to time.

At the same time, Tang Linjun noticed that the person hiding under the bridge head moved, and slowly moved to the arch. When his arms were slightly propped up, the whole person was already lying on the bridge arch.

Tang Linjun vaguely guessed that this person was either Tan Tieju's accomplice, or that he, like himself, also came from the autumn wind, and he was waiting for a surprise attack.

With a "poof", about 3 minutes later, there was the sound of someone falling to the ground on the bridge, and then Tang Linjun heard Tan Tieleg angrily say: "Despicable, you brought a protective cone, your Ouyang family really They're all despicable people!"

"Haha, Tan Tieleg, if you can't kick me, you'll call me mean? Your body must have started to go numb, right?" Young Master Ouyang smiled proudly: "Your legs are very hard, and I was so angry that I was kicked by you, but So what? You can go to die." As soon as the young master Ouyang's voice fell, Tang Linjun heard a gust of wind, and at the same time, the man lurking on the stone arch suddenly moved, and jumped out like a civet cat. A perfect arc was drawn in the dark night and shot towards Young Master Ouyang.

"Damn it, Heizi, Chen Huang, help the fist, they have an ambush!"

"Bang bang bang..." The sound of clashing on the bridge came again, and Tang Linjun also heard running and shouting, but he didn't move, because he felt that the footsteps of running were not two people, but three people.

That is to say, young master Ouyang and the others have four of them here.

"Puchi!~" With a sound, someone on the bridge fell to the ground. I don't know who was hit by the trick, and his bones seemed to be crushed.

"You are Chen Si!" Suddenly, young master Ouyang's gloomy voice sounded.

"Hmph." That Chen Si just snorted coldly, but didn't answer.

About two or three minutes later, someone fell down again without even humming.

"It's almost there." When Tang Linjun heard this, he knew that it was time to reap the benefits, because there were only three people standing on the bridgehead, but they were all short of breath, weak in strength, and obviously lacked in true energy. All three are about to overdraw themselves.

"You are so strong that you forced me to use a knife!" Suddenly, just as Tang Linjun was about to make a move, that Chen Si suddenly spoke, and he said softly, "You must have heard of my Chen Si's knife."

With a sound of "buzz", there was a sound of dragon chant on the bridge, obviously Chen Si drew out the knife, and it turned out to be a special sharp weapon!

"Blood-drinking knife!" There was a cold voice: "Young Master, back off."

"Die."

"Puff, puff!~" Tang Linjun only heard two rapid movements, and then the sound of two sharp weapons entering his body.

"Uncle Lan." Young Master Ouyang snorted angrily, and then the sound of a knife and a human body falling to the ground also sounded at the same time.

Tang Linjun could hear clearly that the two people on the bridge were in between one move, and they were afraid of injury when they were defeated. "Young... Master, get something... hurry up." Uncle Lan died of exhaustion after speaking intermittently.

Tang Linjun knew that this was the best time to make a move, so he braced his arms without hesitation, and landed on the stone bridge with a flip.

Young Master Ouyang suddenly heard a gust of wind, he was about to squat down to snatch the package, he almost subconsciously raised his arms to block.

It's just unintentional calculation, and young master Ouyang is not on the same level as Tang Linjun at all. The most important thing is that he was also injured, so when he swung his arm, Tang Linjun's fist had already struck through the gap between his arms. .

With a sound of "Bang!", Young Master Ouyang's entire body was blown into the air, hit the bridge deck heavily, and fell unconscious on the ground.

At this time, Tang Linjun gasped, because seven people died on the bridge, and the ground was covered with blood.

"Damn it, these people are really ruthless." Tang Linjun immediately rolled up the package on the ground with a groan, and at the same time pulled out Chen Si's knife and the scabbard hidden in his bosom, and then ran quickly stand up.

He didn't know what was in this package, but these people worked so hard for it, so it was obviously an extremely precious treasure.

Just ten minutes after Tang Linjun left, the young master Ouyang woke up, but he jumped up as soon as he woke up, and quickly disappeared into the night.

Tang Linjun ran to the city, took a taxi and returned to the villa.

It was late at night, and everyone except Tong Jiuzhi and Madman Qi had fallen asleep, but Tang Linjun didn't look for them after he came back, but went back to the room and locked the door behind him.

"Phew!" After exhaling heavily, Tang Linjun began to think carefully about what happened tonight. He was very careful, and no one saw his face, even when he knocked out Young Master Ouyang in the end, and he went there secretly. , so no one should find him.

"What kind of treasure is it? Can these top experts in the inner family risk their lives to fight for it?" Tang Linjun didn't open the bag immediately, but pulled the blood-drinking knife out of its sheath.

It was a short knife with light blue light, about [-] centimeters long, and it was a kind of Tang knife. Tang Linjun did some research on the knife, and after flicking his fingers lightly, he found that the whole knife was buzzing softly.

"Inject true energy." Tang Linjun thought of the dragon chant on the bridge, so he slowly injected true energy into the blade.

However, as soon as the true energy entered the knife, the whole knife unexpectedly trembled and buzzed.

"Treasure sword!" Tang Linjun immediately withdrew his true energy, and at the same time he was radiant. This knife can be destroyed by true energy. Murderous, bloody.

"Could it be a famous sword or magic weapon in the legend?" Tang Linjun was overjoyed. With this sword in his body, his fighting power would at least double!

"Let's see what's in the bag first." Tang Linjun put away the knife, hid it under the bed, and opened the bag full of excitement.

It's just that after opening the package, what came into view was not some strange treasure, but a scroll, a picture scroll!

"Is it a painting?" Tang Linjun was taken aback. Could it be that those inner masters worked so hard just for a painting?Paintings from an antique collection?

Tang Linjun was a little confused. If it was a painting, it would be a real tease.

"However, this painting is a bit old, with a sense of simplicity. I'm afraid it has been around for a while." Tang Linjun slowly unfolded the scroll, and then a portrait of a character appeared in his sight.

It is an ink and wash figure painting, an old man in rags with a wrinkled face, lying on a strange rock with his eyes closed, with mountains on one side and a waterfall on the other.

"Who is this person? Fuyaozi?" Tang Linjun was startled when he saw the word Fuyaozi, because he suddenly remembered someone.

Chen Tuan, nicknamed Fuyaozi!

"Could it be the legendary ancestor Chen Tuan?" Tang Linjun's heart was pounding. Chen Tuan was a legendary figure, the No. 1 Sleeping Immortal in the world, commonly known as the Sleeping Immortal, and a legendary great power.

"Is it really the portrait of Patriarch Chen Tuan? But there is no need to desperately snatch a portrait, right? Is there something tricky about the portrait?" When Tang Linjun thought of this, he immediately narrowed his eyes, concentrated his mind, and looked at Chen Tuan. Zu's portrait.

However, just as he was concentrating on looking at the portrait, his pupils shrank suddenly, and then he collapsed on the ground, snoring loudly.

He fell asleep after just one look!But at the same time he was falling asleep, this portrait also turned into a ray of white light and penetrated into Tang Linjun's Tianling.At the same time, he immediately entered into a strange dream. He saw an old man lying on a strange rock with his eyes closed and snoring like thunder, but he muttered something and asked, "Are you here?" ?”

Tang Linjun was taken aback: "Why am I here? Are you... Patriarch Chen Tuan?"

"It's fate to come, listen to my lecture."

"The method of breath adjustment, regardless of the time, sit casually, straighten your body, let your body go, neither lean nor bend..." The old man didn't answer Tang Linjun's words, but started to talk at length, but his eyes were still closed, I have been talking with my eyes closed.

Tang Linjun was dazed at first, but he seemed to have realized something after listening to it, so he also lay down on his side, closed his eyes...

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"Grandpa!" On the side of the West Lake in Hangzhou, there is a private manor. At this time, Young Master Ouyang is standing in front of an old man with bright eyes, black beard and black hair, stating what happened an hour ago!

"Demon Saber Chen Si is here?" After hearing Eldest Young Master Ouyang's words, the old man with black beard and black hair suddenly snorted angrily and said, "You were punched unconscious before you even had a chance to fight back?"

"Yes, I just felt that someone suddenly appeared, and when I was about to step down, that person's fist had already been smashed down. When I woke up, the things were gone, Chen Si's knife was gone, and the person was gone. "

"One punch... one punch..." The old man took a deep breath and said, "The person who is the oriole, I am afraid that he has reached the postnatal perfection."

"Could he be innate?" Young Master Ouyang asked doubtfully.

The old man sneered: "Do you think it's so easy to be a congenital master? And do you need a congenital master to attack you? Not to mention you, even if all of you combined are not enough to kill him alone, it should be congenital perfection. "

"Then what should we do? He stole that painting!" Young Master Ouyang said anxiously.

The old man said coldly: "Don't worry, I will send someone to inquire secretly and rob my Ouyang family's treasure, even if he is a congenital, he must die!"