The Omnipresent Martial Arts Sage

Text 282 The Battle of Pursuit

Wu Shizong doesn't care about geniuses, because all who can come here are geniuses, but they are of different degrees.

As the head of the inner courtyard, the few people present did not know how many geniuses had missed, but few people, like Wei He, could make them distracted.

If Wei He had been included in the entry wall at the beginning, it might be a different situation now.

Aoba couldn't hold back these thoughts in her heart.

unfortunately....

She is a pity that Yan Jiuzhen died, and it is also a pity that Wei He is about to fall.

The Master of the Three Main Peaks was furious and went down to hunt down. Wei He would not have been spared.

"Brother.... After so many years, are you still using another way to make me forget you?" Qingye sighed softly, turning around and finally leaving.

Unlike the indifference of the inner courtyard and the outer courtyard, the reaction of the three main peaks was faster than expected.

Two hours later.

Two people descended from Yuya Peak, without taking anyone, and went straight to the direction of Wandumen in the Heiwu Mountain Range.

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In the dense forest, the light and shadow are mottled, and they are constantly passing through the convoy.

Wei He sat quietly on the last carriage.

The horses in the trailer are not ordinary horses, but semi-exotic horses mixed with the blood of special exotic animals.

This kind of horse has much stronger muscles than ordinary horses, amazing endurance, keen senses, and IQ slightly higher than ordinary livestock.

Wei He sat on the side of the car with the door open and his legs hanging in the air. He sighed as he listened to the voices of other people in the convoy and the screaming of children.

He felt the rough texture on the wooden slats on the side of his legs.

"Unconsciously, I have also become the most annoying type."

He is actually an ordinary person, and he just wants to live a quiet life in general.

It is a pity that even such a simple wish cannot be achieved.

At all times, he is making arrangements and planning for various possible threats and dangers.

Every day, I also spend a lot of time in practicing martial arts. There are no holidays, no entertainment, very little friendship with friends, and some are just hard work, hard work, hard work!

"Master, the border of Jinzhou is in front. There is a boundary marker." The guard on one side approached cautiously and whispered.

This guard had just been released from the dungeon. He was poisoned, and had been burned out of temper. Now he was scared when he saw Wei He.

In other words, since the First World War last night.

In the entire Wandu Sect, including the disciples, no one was afraid to see Wei He.

Killing is very simple, but being able to kill is so scary that it is a skill.

"How long will it take to get to Weifang City?" Wei He asked casually.

"According to our speed, it will take another month or so. We are already very fast, and all vehicles are at least twice as fast as the normal fleet." The man answered carefully.

"As soon as possible." Wei He said simply.

He suddenly moved his ears, supported with one hand, and jumped off the ground.

"I'm going to relax, you continue on the road, I will chase after a while."

After leaving the sentence, he unfolded his posture, flew up and down a few times, and disappeared into the dense forest in a blink of an eye.

The speed was so fast that the rest of the team did not even notice that Wei He had left.

This sect master is too fast, appearing and disappearing from time to time, this is commonplace.

Even if someone finds out, they probably won't care. Everyone is used to it.

Wei He drove back for a mile or so, then stopped by the side of the road, found a bluestone and sat down cross-legged.

He felt someone catching up from a long distance, and it was extremely fast.

After he killed the two heads of hospitals in person last night, some people blatantly chased up, and their identities could be guessed without even thinking about them.

Must be the three main peak masters of Wu Shizong.

This time, it was different from the soft egg before.

This time it must be a tough battle.

Wei He adjusted his breathing and sorted out his physical condition.

Before hitting the three of Yan Jiuzhen, it was impossible to test how strong he was. Because the three of them are like soap bubbles, they break at the touch of a touch.

But this time, Wu Shizong must send Ming Gan.

At this time in March, winter is just over, the leaves in the forest are dim and gloomy, and the cold wind pierces through the gaps, like some kind of musical instrument.

Before long, Wei He heard two shadows rushing over on the official road.

There was no horse riding, no car ride, just driving with legs and feet.

Both of them were dressed in pure white robes. The robes were different from ordinary robes. Their arms were changed to short sleeves, and under the sleeves, they wore circles of gray-white bandage-like cloth.

On the cloth strips, in light red handwriting, various Taoist symbols and runes are written and painted.

From a distance, there is a touch of mystery.

Soon, the two also saw Wei He who was waiting on the side of the road, and quickly stopped.

The two were tall and thin, and the other was short and fat. They looked no different from the ordinary Taoist priests they met on the roadside.

But only Wei He could feel the huge fluctuations in energy and strength exuding from their bodies at this time.

That kind of feeling is like standing on the edge of a high-temperature steel furnace, and you can feel a wave of heat oncoming at any time.

At this time, these two people are like two undisguised steelmaking furnaces.

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The tall and thin Taoist held a scroll of portraits in his hands, unfolded it, and looked at Wei He.

"Weihe, Wandumen?" He asked sharply.

"Exactly. Are you two?" Wei He stood up and patted the standing gray on his robe.

"Song Ting."

"Song Xian Pavilion."

Each of them replied briefly.

"Killing the two heads of the inner courtyard, you have strength and courage. Little brother Wei, speaking of it, if you and I get along in different places, I don't necessarily have the courage of you." The tall and thin old man Song Ting said loudly.

"Big brother, what's going on with so much, he will have to go back to the mountain as soon as he solves it, otherwise it will be troublesome when the time is up!" Song Xiange said impatiently.

"What's the hurry, it's hard to come down, things must always be done successfully." Song Ting replied.

"What do you want to say?" Wei He was also happily procrastinating, he was also observing the two Ming Sense masters of the Wu Shizong.

Speaking of which, he didn't have much Ming Sense, so he was extremely unfamiliar with this level.

Now that I have the opportunity, I naturally have to understand one or two well.

"I want to ask, why did you kill you at the time? You can obviously arrest people first, and after they are taken, you won't be completely stalemate with my Wu Shizong and forge death feuds." Song Ting asked curiously.

He didn't seem to care about the deaths of Song Qinghu and Yan Jiuzhen, but simply puzzled the answer to this question.

"..." Wei He fell silent.

"Why, is there anything unspeakable?" Song Ting asked in surprise.

"No... there's nothing bad to say." Wei He sighed, "Actually, the truth is that I didn't intend to kill anyone...however, they couldn't stop it..."

"..." This time it was Song Ting's turn to be silent.

"Okay, big brother, what's going on with so much? Let's solve the problem! Hurry up! I have to go back to practice and train my mind soon!" Song Xiange urged again.

"You are very interesting." Song Ting looked at Wei He regretfully, "I heard that I was still a person with no branch of Shizong at the beginning, but it is a pity that you were not allowed to enter the inner courtyard, otherwise you can't say that it is a different situation now."

He walked a few steps forward, stood still, untied his upper body robe, and threw it to the side to hang on a tree branch.

"Wan Du Sect was born in Tianyin Sect. Speaking of it, Shangguanji had also fought against him at the beginning. Since the old man failed, that guy has gone from bad to worse, and his energy is worse than every day.

When he reached the realm of my generation, martial arts cultivation would retreat if he didn't advance, and he would be dangerous if he retreated, but he didn't understand this truth. unfortunately...."

"Big Brother! Just say a few words!" The pudgy old man Song Xiange said again, shouting impatiently.

"Alright, Xiaozi Wei, I'm not the trash in the door that you played against before. Be careful, I made a heavy shot." Song Ting seemed to have a good impression of Wei He and seriously reminded him.

"Song Ting Song Ting..." Wei He suddenly seemed to think of something. He used to read books in the Tianya Building and knew a little about many of the older masters in Taizhou.

The name Song Ting was active eighty years ago. At that time, he was a top powerhouse with a record in the Annals of the State.

Looking at the records in the classics, it should be a person who has been the first seat of the seventh courtyard in the inner courtyard.

"Are you... Eighty years ago, the third master of Taizhou, Kanshan Boxing Song Ting?" Wei He suddenly remembered, his face was stunned.

"Haha, it seems that I still have some reputation. There are still people who remember my old man. It is rare." Song Ting immediately became happy.

"In that case, then I will... leave you a breath!"

The voice just fell.

Song Ting stepped forward, arching his body.

hiss! !

His muscles swelled and enlarged rapidly, and his dark skin quickly turned black and red.

In less than two seconds, he went from a tall and thin old man who was a little over eight meters tall to a strong and powerful man who was just over two meters away.

"Shadow's final step."

Song Ting's feet turned, and the burly figure turned into a phantom in an instant, rushing towards Wei He.

Bang! !

The continuous rapid and heavy footsteps, because of the excessively fast speed and rhythm, merged into a blast.

Wei He only felt a flower in front of him, and he walked in front of him.

He didn't dare to neglect, the whole body strength that had been prepared suddenly broke out, the locked blood rushed out, and his body swelled suddenly, regaining his three-meter body shape.

Bang! ! !

The two shot at the same time.

With a punch and a palm, two majestic forces, one agile and mysterious, and the other thick and tough, fight equally.

After one move.

The two of them stepped back a few steps, and stood still again.

"Twice!" Song Ting said with a smile, "It's not really strong, but it can block it. It's interesting."

"The predecessors are not bad too." Wei He felt at ease. This is the true normality of Minggan's strength.

If it was all **** like Yan Jiuzhen before, then he would be really disappointed with Ming Gan's realm.

The danger is so great and the benefits are so few. It's not proportional at all.

He estimated the strength of the opponent's active strength, UU reading www.uukanshu.com couldn't penetrate his protective strength, but he could feel the threat.

In contrast, Song Ting is still worse than Youfu, and stronger than Zhu Chen. It should look like a three-headed raccoon.

"Come again!"

The two were no longer talking nonsense, and they stepped forward in an orthodox face-to-face confrontation.

Both of them are good at frontal combat. They are known for their heaviness, the strength of the Wushu Huishan Boxing, and their steady and comprehensive boxing techniques, both offensive and defensive.

At this time, Wei He really realized the real power of Wu Shizong.

Song Ting's real strength is not too strong, and the strength special effects are only aggravated. Among the many special effects, the bonus is about half, not very strong.

The tricks of Huishan Boxing are not very powerful, they can only be regarded as the mean.

But it doesn't seem to be very powerful, but when the three are fused together, it seems to produce a chemical reaction, making Song Ting's offensive like a mountain.

As it advances and retreats, it seems like a mountain is moving.

The offensive was heavy and unassailable.

Relying on the speed of his body, Wei He speeded up and circled, trying to find the flaw in the blind spot, but after a few turns, he could not find the flaw in Song Ting.

A set of simple Huishan fist, combined with the lingering real strength, actually formed a flawless defense like an iron curtain.

In the end, Wei He could only confront Song Ting face to face.

The two of you punched me and slapped each other head-on. Real energy is also consumed positively as Fuhaijin.

The heavy impact continued to explode for a while, and no one could help anyone.

Song Ting could not break the defense of Wei He's body protection, and Wei He could not break the iron curtain of Song Ting's body protection.

Just when he was considering using Denglou and Jinghongjue, Song Xiange on the side moved.

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