The Great Escape of Martial Arts

Chapter 241

That Tuo Tuo was extremely brave, he let out a loud cry, regardless of the injury in his ribs, he punched Wu Zhai in the face.

Wu Zhai sneered, "Shua Shua" two swords.

With a miserable howl, Toutuo's two arms flew into the air, and two swords flashed again, cutting off his two legs.

That Tuduo was in extreme pain and hissed his trombone.

Wu Zhai stretched out his hand and pressed it on his Dantian, and heard his horn suddenly stop. Then his whole body trembled, and his inner energy poured out.

Wu Zhai sucked Zheng Huan, a chain gun stabbed at his throat in the oblique stab, and another chain gun stabbed at his lower abdomen, Wu Zhai swung his sword with his left hand to block, his inner strength was strong, the person who made the chain gun moved forward, But he was still unable to force Wu Zhai back and save the fat Toutuo.

However, after a few rounds, he grabbed three people from above, two of them wielded knives, and one of them used a pair of judge pens to surround him in the core, but Wu Zhai's internal strength was so deep, his sword moves were strange, and the lightning flashed, the four of them couldn't do anything about it. he!
After a while, Wu Zhai gradually became irritable.

Ever since he mastered the Dugu Nine Swords, he has relied on his sword moves to be weird and ruthless, and he often kills the enemy with one move.

At this time, those who had made up their minds to catch alive, instead bound their hands and feet, and beat them very unpleasantly.

Immediately, he tried his best to activate the star-absorbing method, and after a few more rounds, the big fat Toutuo was seriously injured. At this time, his internal strength was exhausted, his throat suddenly "clucked" several times, his eyes widened, and he died.

Wu Zhai let out a soft whistle, jumped up, and flashed like a ghost, the point of the sword had pierced the waist of the man with the gun, the man fell limp to the ground without humming.

He is very good at lightness kung fu, these days he has digested the profound internal energy of the "Four Friends of Meizhuang", and his internal energy has become a first-class master. down one person.

Wu Zhai learned a lesson this time and didn't rush to suck him. He just attacked with his sword. The remaining three were caught off guard. The other man using the chain gun suddenly couldn't hold back and bumped forward with a "pop" sound. There was a sound, and the point of the sword just pierced into the lower abdomen.

The man let out a scream and fell limp immediately.

Wu Zhai withdrew the sword casually, threw it backwards, and removed the right leg of the man holding the knife. The man immediately fell down, screaming and rolling on the ground.

Wu Zhai brushed over his shoulder again, the man's right arm holding the saber flew out and hit the man holding the judge's pen, the man lowered his head and dodged, but Wu Zhai followed him suddenly, the long sword came out from under his armpit. Pierce, straight through the back.

The man had an extremely weird expression on his face, as if he didn't believe what happened just now, but his body slowly fell down, Wu Zhai's right palm was pressed against his dantian, the man twitched suddenly, struggling and shouting :

"Suck... suck..."

Wu Zhai slapped him on the face, angrily said:

"Suck your grandma's legs!"

Turning his head, he saw that the fighting at the top of the slope had stopped, a small half of Hengshan sect's disciples had gone up the slope, and were standing against the members of the Demon Sect, and the rest of the disciples were coming up quickly.

But after a long time, Wu Zhai sucked the internal energy of the three people clean.

One by one the heads were chopped off with one sword, and then kicked down the mountain one by one.

Immediately with a loud roar, he rushed into the crowd of Demon Cultists, and the Demon Cult disciples exchanged swords and guns immediately. He despised the internal strength of these minions, and it happened that one sword ended one by one.

He drew his sword extremely fast, and his lightness kungfu is good, all the disciples of Hengshan School were about to step forward to help, but they saw that the enemy was hit by the sword in the throat, or stabbed in the heart.

Seeing this, the old man who was the leader of the Demon Cult abruptly retreated.

Unexpectedly, Wu Zhai had already set his sights on him, drifting over like a ghost, stabbing out seven swords in an instant, fierce and strange, the man frantically blocked the three swords.

The other four swords were unstoppable, but seeing blood gushing out, his arms and legs had been severed by Wu Zhai, suddenly his dantian was in severe pain, and his internal energy surged out, before he could utter a miserable cry, he choked in his throat.

Wu Zhai grabbed his belt, sucked it, and rushed into the Demon Cult crowd. Blood rained down and screams kept coming and going...

After rushing for a while, Wu Zhai passed by Mrs. Dingjing, kidnapped the enemy who was wielding an iron octagonal hammer, chopped off a human stick, and rushed into the enemy's formation again.

But after a meal, Wu Zhai did the same, sucking up and killing the five masters who besieged Master Dingjing one by one. Life!

After killing for a while, Wu Zhai was covered in blood. Looking around, there were only a group of nuns left on the mountain, and there was no other enemy. Presumably, there were still a few fish that slipped through the net, and they probably escaped in the dark...

Master Dingjing looked complicated, walked up to Wu Zhai, bowed and saluted, and said:
"Hengshan old nun Dingjing, dare not ask the young hero Gao's name."

Wu Zhai laughed, looked around and said to him:
"Teacher, these people are not demon cult lunatics at all. I think they look a bit like Songshan faction fakes. You have traveled all the way, but you are wolfed into the mouth of tigers. Why don't you go back to Hengshan sooner?"

Master Dingjing shook her head and said:
"Young hero's martial arts are profound, and I really admire them. Today, my Hengshan faction was in a catastrophe, and I was rescued by the young hero. I don't know how to repay the kindness. What I said, the poor nun can't believe it."

Wu Zhai laughed loudly and said:
"Then let's ride a donkey and read the libretto, we'll see!"

Amidst the loud laughter, he bowed to Master Dingjing and walked away.

The disciples of Hengshan School watched him go southward with long sleeves, and surrounded Mrs. Dingjing, chirping and asking:

"Uncle, what is the origin of this man?"

Master Dingjing sighed too much and said:
"I can't see it either. Let's sit and rest under the tree over there."

She sat down by a big rock alone, pondered for a while, and ordered her disciples to take a pen and inkstone, a piece of thin tissue, and write a letter, saying:

"Yizhi, fetch the pigeon."

Yizhi agreed, and took out a carrier pigeon from the bamboo cage on his back.

Mrs. Dingjing rolled the thin silk letter into a thin strip, stuffed it into a small bamboo tube, covered the lid, poured wax on it, tied it with a wire to the left foot of the pigeon, prayed silently in her heart, and threw the pigeon up , The pigeon fluttered its wings and flew northward, gradually getting higher and further away, and in an instant it became a small black spot.

She raised her head and looked up, the little black dot had already disappeared in the depths of the white clouds, but she stood still and looked north, no one dared to make a sound, this battle just now was really an eye-opener.

If it wasn't for the young man in brocade clothes who rescued him, he was extremely dangerous, but his attack was too ruthless, everyone would have sympathy.

After a long time, Mrs. Dingjing turned around and waved to a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl. The girl's name was Qin Juan, and she was the youngest. She immediately stood up, walked up to her, and whispered cried:
"Master!"

Master Dingjing gently stroked her hair and said:
"Juan'er, were you afraid just now?"

The girl nodded and said:
"Scared, fortunately this young master is so brave, he killed all the villains."

Master Dingjing smiled slightly and said:

"This son is not very brave, but his martial arts is very good. Not only is he good, he is simply unfathomable..."

(End of this chapter)