Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 286 Wang Yuyan: How could you do this to me?

"Amitabha."

"I told you to get out of here, didn't you hear me?"

The pointed chin saw that he was indifferent and continued to move forward. What was even more strange was that the monk was still two feet away when he chanted the name of Buddha. He came to the entrance of the pavilion in just a blink of an eye. He was furious and slashed with his sword.

The monk did not dodge and struck out with the steel knife.

Can a fleshy palm resist a blade?
"court death!"

when!
Until the move was blocked, and all the efforts were fruitless. He looked at the shining steel knife with his pointed chin, and then looked at the red flesh palm that was hard against the blade, and two words came to his mind - "Monk".

He was in a daze. Chu Pingsheng slapped him on the chest. He flew several meters away and hit the pillar of the pavilion hard. He tilted his head and died.

The warrior named Tangji behind him looked at his companion's armor that was shattered by the force of his palms and the burnt and tattered bra on the back. He didn't have any intention of fighting. He lifted up his trousers without taking the knife and jumped. After leaving the pavilion, I ran towards the mountain.

Of course Chu Pingsheng would not let him go. He walked to the edge of the pavilion and pointed forward. Shaochong's sword energy broke through the fine rain curtain and hit the target. Tang Ji pounced forward and fell motionless in the field ridge with the smell of earth. .

Previously at Xingzilin, the two of them had heard Gan Baobao call her a "slutty monk" and said that he had kidnapped her from Dali to Jiangnan. She did not explain the details along the way, but the charm of a monk who kidnapped a girl was still there. Beautiful woman, anyone who is not a fool can guess what the purpose of doing this is.

"What are you going to do?"

Just as they were debating whether they should go to Tianning Temple to see what was going on with the Beggar Clan or go find Miss Wang, two war horses turned into the diagonally opposite side of the road.

A'Zhu took a closer look and his expression changed: "Hey, this is..."

Chu Pingsheng just left.

She staggered out of the pavilion and found Tang Ji's body. She took out a gourd bottle in her belt that was exactly the same as the one the monk had taken away. When she returned to the pavilion and smelled it, she felt her body lightened and she gained some strength. He used a knife to cut off the hemp rope that tied Abi's hands, and helped his sister detoxify, finally getting out of the predicament and regaining her freedom.

At this time, the rain outside had stopped, but water was still dripping from the eaves of the pavilion.

The weather in Jiangnan is like this. It changes at any time without giving anyone time to prepare.

He just left.

"Does this count as saving people?"

He originally thought that the fusion of the Flame Knife and the Iron Palm Skill would only give the Flame Knife the effect of spreading smoke and dispersing poison. Unexpectedly, by simply activating the Iron Palm Skill, the heat emitted from the palm would be even better than when the Condor Heroes passed on to the world. It can already scorch clothes.

Chu Pingsheng ignored them and walked straight to the dead warrior with a sharp chin. He touched his waist, took out a blue and white porcelain gourd bottle not much bigger than a pigeon egg and put it into his sleeve. He stared at the burnt underside of the broken armor. After looking at the cloth strips for a while, he stood up and left, throwing himself into the misty rain outside the pavilion.

"Hmph, Buddhist scum! How shameless!"

A'Zhu looked at the steel knife not far away that was split by Monk Kong's palm and curled up. He struggled to lean over and kept rubbing the blade until sweat appeared on his forehead and he finally broke the hemp rope binding his arm.

"Dirty monk, please loosen our bonds."

A'Zhu couldn't hold up her body even after trying for a long time. She gasped for breath and looked at him with vigilant eyes, because just now, Monk Kong glanced at her chest, even though the one named Tang Ji The warrior did not untie her clothes, but they were messy and stretched, and one of her shoes and socks was taken off.

When Abi saw him turning around, she spat: "The perverted monk!"

It looked like Abi and A'Zhu felt empty in their hearts.

Abi was angry and resentful. She pouted her mouth and hung up the bottle of sesame oil.

"Abi, it seems that he has no intention of saving us, he is just here to find the antidote to the sorrowful breeze."

From this point of view, if you can integrate another flame martial arts, can you breathe fire?

……

Duan Yu once accidentally ate the king of all poisons, the Manggu Zhu Clam, in Wuliang Mountain, and his body was invulnerable to all poisons. When the warriors of the Xixia Yipintang were arresting people, he took Wang Yuyan and fled the battlefield.

It rained in March in the south of the Yangtze River. The two of them ran very far when they were hit by a heavy rain. Duan Yu absorbed a lot of internal energy along the way. Being drenched in the rain is not harmful to his health. Wang Yuyan had no skills at all, so she was naturally tortured and shivering from the cold.

The two of them searched around and finally saw a mill. Without thinking much about pushing the door open and entering, they happened to encounter a man and a woman hiding together behind a pile of dry firewood on the second floor. The scene was quite embarrassing.

After the two of them had finished, Wang Yuyan took out a pair of amber earrings and asked to change into clean clothes. The woman complied and took out a red dress for her.

then……

Then she started to worry.

Once poisoned by a poison like Sadness Breeze, her whole body would be sore and weak, and she would be unable to even put on and take off basic clothes. She could only ask the woman in the barn for help, but when she was halfway through dressing, she heard the sound of a war horse wading outside. At this moment, a figure fell from the sky and landed on the side of Chai Cao Stomp.

The four eyes faced each other and each looked at them.

Ice flesh, jade bones, naked body, dazed red phoenix eyes and beautiful face.

Bald head, monk's robes, clasped palms, slanting eyebrows and stunning eyes.

"It seems I arrived just in time. Do you need any help?"

"what!"

Wang Yuyan screamed and turned to protect her chest, her face full of disgust: "You... this... pervert..."

"The perverted monk?"

Chu Pingsheng was speechless: "Can't you change the word? This will put a lot of pressure on my work."

"Don't look, turn your head."

"I think my wife is the right one, and I can't care about it even if the Emperor comes." "Who is your wife?"

Wang Yuyan turned her back to him, and while glaring from the side, her eyes showed a bit of panic and shyness.

Chu Pingsheng looked at the Yi Ai Yi Xi face, which was so delicate that it looked like a porcelain doll. He felt that the strand of hair on the left side was soaked by the rain and stuck to his forehead, which was an eyesore. He couldn't help but reach out to take care of it.

Wang Yuyan shouted loudly: "What are you doing!"

Chu Pingsheng came a little closer and said, "Since the atmosphere is here, why not enter the bridal chamber right here."

Wang Yuyan was so frightened that she turned away and huddled in the haystack: "I said that I will never marry a monk like you until I die."

"Still have illusions about your cousin?"

"You can't control it."

With a thump thump thump, accompanied by the sound of people going up the stairs, Duan Yu ran over holding the hem of his gown. When he looked up and saw the scene ahead, he was stunned.

"Master?"

Wang Yuyan seemed to be grabbing a life-saving straw, huddled behind the haystack and shouted: "Master Duan, hurry up, get him away quickly."

"Master, you are a monk, how could you do this to Miss Wang?"

"Remember, don't call me Miss Wang from now on, she is your mistress."

"Master, Miss Wang told me that she doesn't like you at all. What you did is wrong."

"Duan Yu, do you want to bully your master and destroy your ancestors? You have annoyed me. After marrying your master's wife, I asked you to pour the chamber pot every day."

"Huh? Chamber pot?" Duan Yu was stunned.

"Sigh!" Wang Yuyan looked sullen: "You monk! You want me to marry you because you are wishful thinking."

Chu Pingsheng clasped his hands together and smiled like a thin Maitreya who had changed to join the Joyful Zen: "You will marry me."

"I won't."

"you will."

"I won't!"

Duan Yu was so anxious that he was spinning on the stairs: "Master, whether it's possible or not, can you let her put on her clothes first? The warriors of Xixia Kingdom have already come to kill us."

Bang!
There was a loud noise downstairs. Duan Yu turned his head and saw that the door of the mill that had been previously blocked by logs was kicked open from the outside. Several murderous Xixia Yipintang warriors walked in with their swords in hand. At a glance, they saw in front of the stone mortar. The farmer stood dazed and raised his knife to chop without saying a word.

Chu Pingsheng pointed out, and Shaoze's sword energy penetrated a piece of wood with unabated force, stabbing the Xixia warrior to the core.

Huh?
Duan Yu looked down at the Xixia Yipintang warriors who were frightened by the Six Meridians Divine Sword and did not dare to venture in. He then looked back at the cheap master who looked thoughtful, thinking that he would kill them all in one go.

"Master...father?"

"It's really troublesome. These people are left to you to deal with."

"what?"

Chu Pingsheng didn't explain, he jumped up directly, turned into a gray shadow, and disappeared from sight after a few bounces.

When the Xixia warriors saw the monk leaving, they suddenly became brave and rushed into the mill again. These people were wearing armor, cloaks on their shoulders, forehead protectors on their heads, quivers on their backs and long knives in their hands. They also carried heavy murderous aura. As a bookworm, I have never experienced such a battle. In order to protect my fairy sister, I could only stay strong. I raised my sleeves and soaked in cold sweat while shouting, "Don't come over, my master will be back soon."

The more he said this, the more anxious the Xixia warrior became. He rushed towards the stairs leading to the second floor and slashed with his sword.

Duan Yu's Six Meridians Divine Sword was sometimes ineffective, but he was very skilled in the Lingbo Weibu he used to escape. It looked like he was swaying this way and that, swaying left and right, which was very unsightly, but none of the Xixia warriors in the front could hit him with his sword. .

Wang Yuyan hid behind the haystacks on the second floor. Seeing that he was steady, she quickly pointed out his luck and where to attack the enemy.

Duan Yu acted as he was told, and the situation turned around. The Six Meridians Divine Sword also became more powerful. After a while, the Xixia warriors were beaten back downstairs by him, dead and injured.

When the last one was left, he was kind enough to reason with the other person, until a man wearing an iron helmet, silver armor on the chest, and a black cloth mask walked in outside the door. Looking at his dress, he should be a samurai leader. In just three rounds, , His Royal Highness was held by the other party's knife on his neck.

This person was naturally none other than Murong Fu, who was disguised as Li Yanzong, a warrior of Xixia Yipintang.

"Hurry up and ask your master to see if she can deal with me."

"No, no, no, she is not my master...she is my teacher...master..."

"What is she to you?"

"Oh, she's not my master anyway."

"Cut the nonsense."

Murong Fu kicked him on the butt.

puff.

Duan Yu fell to his knees, but he wasn't upset. He got up and ran upstairs.

Unexpectedly, a gray shadow passed by, accompanied by the sound of robes breaking through the air, and the vision went dark. There was an additional monk at the stairs on the second floor. He wore monk robes and shoes, and his shiny forehead was stained with water stains. He seemed to be in a hurry to come to the rescue. Personally I don’t even have time to take care of my image.

(End of this chapter)