The Green Shirts in the Martial Arts Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 307

A cold moon hangs high in the sky.

The bright and clear moonlight sprinkled like water, covering the world.

On the mountains, several figures stood each other, proud and unconventional, facing each other.

Different from Chen Zhuo's one-stroke victory, the rest of the powerhouses were mostly caught in fierce battles, and until today, the winners were all decided.

Although Chen Zhuo got away for a while because of Murong's relapse, he did not miss the crucial moment to decide the outcome.

What's more, he doesn't like to interfere, and he doesn't want to watch from the sidelines, wait around, and affect the situation of the battle.

But he still did not forget to smile and said: "Slow!"

Really slow.

Since the fierce battle, the few people have spent seven days and eight nights, how could they not be slow.

Especially Xiaoyaozi and Patriarch Chen Tuan, both of their abilities are earth-shattering, but they are not far behind. They fought for more than a hundred miles, from the sky to the ground, and fought again and again at the bottom of the Yellow River; Fighting skills, seeing each move and dismantling each move, and fighting each other's internal strength, discussing martial arts thoughts, among which there are nine pauses, but only he knows who is stronger and who is weaker.

But Duan Siping won.

After the blue-robed scribe was defeated in a hundred moves, his arm was cut off.

But the most astonishing thing was Wu Yazi, he had a very clear hoof print on his chest, his face was extremely ugly, he failed to kill the donkey, and suffered a great loss, it was a great shame and humiliation.

Duan Siping's eyes were burning, and his sword intent was restrained and vigorous. The surrounding mountains, rocks, vegetation were instantly torn apart, leaving criss-crossing sword marks.

He praised without hesitation: "Sure enough, the sky is full of geniuses. I don't think that Li Cunxiao, Murong Longcheng, and Jintai Monk, all three of them will be defeated by you."

Several people still don't know about the major events that happened in the rivers and lakes, but they all have a feeling in the dark, and they also feel that there is an invisible crisis, which arises out of nowhere and has no trace to be found, which makes people feel like a thorn in their backs.

Chen Tuan stroked the trembling wooden sword in front of him, and sighed, "The catastrophe is raging, it seems that there is another catastrophe in the world."

Xiaoyaozi is now a Taoist fellow cultivator, with a vigor that is astonishing in the past and present, and his thick and gentle voice said at the same time: "What happened?"

Chen Zhuo bathed in the moonlight, met the eyes of several people, and told all about Murong Fu.

"hiss!"

Even if several people are the best in this place, but when they heard that Murong Fu swallowed Murong Longcheng and got the energy of more than a hundred masters in the Jianghu, all of them changed their expressions and secretly made up their minds.

"Blood demon? Swallow other people's energy and take away their energy?" Xiaoyaozi learned that this change in the other party was most likely related to the "Nine Death Demon Art", and he couldn't help thinking for a long time, "It is absolutely impossible to be recorded in the devil art ability, but if this is the case, it should be that there is another big secret hidden in the jade book, which happened to be obtained by him."

Wu Yazi said coldly: "Just now you said that you want to invite him to fight? Why is it so troublesome, let's work together, I don't believe he can turn the world upside down."

"No way." Chen Zhuo glanced at the moon in the sky and let out a sigh of relief, "This person has already sensed the danger, if we all come together, he will definitely run away and avoid fighting; then Regardless of the Central Plains or foreign lands, wherever Murong Fu goes, there may be no living people, and if he stays for a long time, his climate will be great, and there will be no more peace."

That's right, if you don't have full confidence, let this person escape, wait for the other party to escape into the mountains, go to a foreign land, and then practice the magic skills with living people, and the consequences will be accumulated over time, it is not difficult to imagine.

In addition, although Murong Fu said that his heart and temperament had changed drastically, he still did not forget his determination to restore the country. Looking back, he must be the first to clean up the Central Plains martial arts.

Chen Zhuo then said surprisingly: "Furthermore, Jintai has set off to chase after him. According to the reports from the people in Cave 36 and Island 72 these days, there has never been any news about this monk. In my opinion, it is likely to be out of ten."

The blue-robed scribe hadn't retreated yet, his one arm was dripping with blood, apart from his pale face, there was no pain in his broken arm, he was speechless when he heard it, his eyes were full of shock, but he said with a teasing smile: "Good guy, that Murong Longcheng, Jin Didn’t the hundreds of years of the Taiwan monk’s ability be obtained by this person? There are also more than a hundred people’s energy, although each of them is a low-level ants, but together it is unusual, even if one person is equivalent to one One year, or a hundred years, even a pig can fly into the sky."

After finishing speaking, the man glanced at everyone's faces again, and said coldly: "If he really swallowed the golden platform, maybe there is no need to hide, we should hide... um, no, your majesty... I still have something to do, let's go ahead..."

The blue-robed scribe was half-speaking, suddenly remembered something, his expression changed drastically, gloomy like water, he simply ignored it, didn't bother to stay any longer, jumped into the night, and went in a hurry.

Looking at his back, Duan Siping said with both regret and sneer: "This fellow is so talented that he was able to comprehend miraculous skills while compiling the collection of books in the palace. It's a pity that after reading the books of sages and sages all his life, in the end he was punished by the emperor's elders." It took a while for my son's urging, otherwise I would still be able to improve my martial arts."

After thinking for a while, he suddenly said to Chen Zhuo in a deep voice: "Let's let go of the unfinished battle. After you fight that person, let's see if it succeeds. At that time, the five of us will have a good fight."

Since Murong Fu is close to a monster, it might be dangerous for them to walk alone.

Just in case, Duan Siping immediately chased after him, ignoring the secret of ascension in the daytime.

Xiaoyaozi and Wuyazi looked at each other, how sad it is for master and apprentice to see each other now.

At this point in the situation, several people know that there is absolutely no chance to fight against each other now, and they are not alone, either the ancestors of the sect, or the old emperors, and they have to plan for their own families to prevent evil disasters.

In the end even Xiaoyaozi and Wuyazi left, this battle was inevitable, and what Chen Zhuo had learned was earth-shattering, even if they stayed, it would not be of much use, it would be better to make arrangements first.

Under the moonlight, Chen Zhuo felt a pity to see that the battle started with great momentum, but ended so hastily.However, right now, Murong Fu is the one who moves him the most. He understands the means and abilities of everyone present, but Murong Fu makes him feel strange, which is a variable.

Chen Tuan, who was silent for a long time, suddenly said: "This skill may be related to the person surnamed Chen."

He looked at Chen Zhuo, seemed to have a lot of words to say, his eyes were extremely complicated, and he said slowly: "I think you have a lot of doubts in your heart, hehe, although you and my old friend are different in appearance, your demeanor is [-]% similar."

Chen Zhuo only thought that the meaning of the other party's words was that he was the person surnamed Chen, but unexpectedly the other party's next sentence made him stunned.

Chen Tuan said meaningfully: "To be honest, I don't know the name of that person, but the person surnamed Chen is a woman in Tsing Yi."

"Woman?" Chen Zhuo paused, "You said the person surnamed Chen is a woman?"

Chen Tuan held the sword on his back, held the dust whisk in his hand, and nodded his head, saying softly: "Not only that, but she and I are both teachers and friends, but the features on her face are obscure, like clouds and mist, so I can't tell her true face, but she is true." It's a woman who helped me realize a strange method of practicing kung fu in a dream, but it's a pity that she suddenly appeared in the end, and there is no trace."

Seeing Chen Zhuo standing in the same place, lost in thought, Chen Tuan smiled lightly and said, "It seems that you are not my old friend!"

Ignoring Chen Zhuo's reaction after speaking, Chen Tuan let out a loud moan, and suddenly saw a donkey with its head held high and its hooves pacing on the top of the mountain, chewing an old ginseng stained with fresh soil in its mouth, Eat with relish.

The donkey came quickly, circled around Chen Tuan, stared at Chen Zhuo with a pair of donkey eyes, and then went away quickly with the old Taoist on its back.

"If you lose this battle, the old Taoist will fight against evil with all his might!"

People go away, but the voice floats back.

Only Chen Zhuo was left standing where he was, his eyelids were trembling and his pupils were trembling, as if he was incomprehensible.

"It's actually a woman? How could it be a woman? Am I wrong?"

(End of this chapter)