Ancient Wu killer mixed city

It is not too much to say that he is an old Taoist priest. Looking at it this way, the old Taoist priest is already very old. Although he has a rosy complexion and a good body bone, the mottled age spots on his face and the dark spots on the corners of his eyes and eyebrows It is not difficult to see from the deep scratch that this person is at least ** ten years old.

A person who has lived for such a long time naturally has a reason for his longevity. As an outstanding representative of internal martial arts, this Qinglong of the previous generation, who is honored by the world as Daoist Yunlong, can be regarded as a famous figure in the world.

Baguazhang, Bailiezhang, Yunlong offering elbow, eight-step ascending to the sky... Most of the rare martial arts masterpieces in the world come from this person. What is the trouble.

"Zhong Liancheng, if you're not refining your elixir on Wudang Mountain, what are you doing here?" Clutching the iron chain as thick as his arm with a shake of his hand, the bronze bell monk asked the other party sullenly.

"I'll come and see my old friend, okay?" Zhong Liancheng said with a smile when he heard the words, his appearance was neither humble nor overbearing, making people look very comfortable, but the accumulation of years gave this long a very heavy feeling, compared to Lu Yu's destructive aura, but the person in front of him gave people an unprecedented oppressive feeling. It was a kind of fear, a kind of overwhelming strength brought by the strong. Some people say that the epee has no front, and it is a coincidence. , if you compare Lu Yu with him, the serious Lu Yu is more like the famous sword Tai Ah, who dominates the world and is breathtaking. At first glance, he is a ruthless character. In contrast, the old man in front of him is an ancient swordsman. The magic soldier Zhan Lu, the benevolent sword has no front, but it is invincible.

"..." Standing at the same place, the tall and stalwart back of the bronze bell monk seemed a little embarrassed. In any case, he never thought that he would try his best to transfer Guan Yichen away from this place, but he met such an incomparable expert. Facing the old dragon in front of him, he felt that he was more confident in fighting Guan Yichen. When he was a young monk, a martial art called Bai Lie Zhang had already been widely circulated in the Jianghu. Only then did he know that the founder of Bailiezhang is still alive...

This old man... At least he is a hundred years old... Can he still do the shocking things he did back then...

A pot of porridge was in chaos in his mind, and fine beads of sweat quietly emerged. Zhong Liancheng saw him and waved his hands with a smile: "I have heard about all the things you did. I was surprised three years ago. Fujitora How could such a seasoned person fall into someone else's ambush? Until now, I figured out that you were the one who betrayed him back then... The Thirteen Ghosts of Han Ling, who used to be regarded as brothers and sisters, how could it be passed on? Your generation will become what it is now. Back then, you and him were known as the liger and tiger, and they were considered the most ace pairing among the thirteen ghosts. Until the last moment, he believed in you so much, hehe, How much benefit did that woman, Dafenghuang, give you to make you do such a heartless thing?"

While speaking, the old Taoist priest became more and more excited, pointed his sword at the big monk in red, and his voice was stern.

"Amitabha,"

The bronze bell monk heard the words, put his hands together and recited the Buddha's name, "It's all in the past, what's the use of talking so much, you are right, Fujitora and I are both partners and friends. It can be regarded as an unbreakable friendship, but, have you ever thought about why I have to be inferior to others with the same qualifications and strength, and I have to listen to his orders when I am not as good as him? Blame me, blame you if you are blind, from the day you choose him as the helmsman, you should have thought that there will be today, "

As the bronze bell monk said, he grabbed a bronze bell as thick as a bucket with a flick of his wrist, then turned around, and with this strength, threw the bronze bell in his hand suddenly, with a bang, the bronze bell broke through the wind, and went straight to the front of the hall The old man flew over.

"Be careful,"

At this moment, there was a loud shout from the courtyard wall, and at some point, several figures had appeared in the night, the person in front, with extremely fast movements, threw the spear in his hand the moment he turned over and fell into the courtyard, The spears were extremely fast, and happened to collide with each other at the moment when the bronze bell was rushing towards the old man. Seeing this, the monk on the bronze bell didn't panic. With a swing of the ground, the copper bell turned into a shooting star and went straight to the old man's side along a huge arc trajectory.

The monk is also extremely powerful, but for ordinary people, who can use the bronze bell in his hand so proficiently.

The huge clock came roaring, although it was not as big as a car, it had an astonishing speed far exceeding the previous one. When the bell rang, it was already in front of the old man. Seeing this, Lu Yu flew out with a knife. But went straight to the monk...

Seeing this, the bronze bell monk hurried back to the area, the bronze bell that was about to hit the opponent was pulled by him, and he pulled it back quickly, a loud "dong" sound appeared between the two of them, and the throwing knife was struck by the heavy bronze bell up.

At the same time, another throwing knife flew out quickly close to the ground.

The bronze bell monk is not comparable to ordinary people. He can't tell the angle of rotation of the blade when he sees it. Sure enough, the moment it is about to fall under his feet, the throwing knife thrown by Lu Yu suddenly raised his head as if alive.

"Small tricks," he hooked his foot, flung it out suddenly, and kicked the flying knife that was going straight to his crotch with a kick. Almost at the same time, the bronze bell monk suddenly discovered that his whole body was covered with a kind of black scorpion. The atmosphere shrouded him, he hurriedly raised his head, and under the moonlight, a figure carrying the bright moon in mid-air was above his head,,.

"Whoosh," a cold light flashed, like a silver thread, piercing the sky and arriving in front of the monk in red at the same time...

"what,"

Seeing the flying knife going straight to his eyes, the Bronze Bell Monk hurriedly turned over. Almost at the same time, Lu Yu held the first flying knife that flew up into the air, and there was a sharp cry in the midair. But like an evil ghost out of the cage, he rushed out, with a flash of cold light, and went straight to the great monk who fell in mid-air.

"So fast,,,," suddenly felt a pain in his shoulder, the bronze bell monk hurriedly covered his shoulder, and the three throwing knives flew out four times in an instant. , this kind of thing, in today's world, only Lu Yu can do it...

"Little raccoon flying knife... is amazing," the old man in the courtyard was still standing there with the smiling Zhong Liancheng. Although he didn't know martial arts, he didn't get hurt because of the blow of the bronze bell monk. little fear,