The group rushed towards the west city, and Wang Chuyi lived in a secluded shop near the wall.

Guo Jing knew it, and Huang Rong knew it, of course.

The main purpose of their trip was actually to get medicine.

When Guo Jing was helpless and blamed himself and regretted himself, Huang Rong suggested that he could help him.

Of course, she also knew that Wang Chuyi was Lu Guanying's master. When she saw him, she would be unreasonable if she didn't help her.

At this time.

Huang Rong obtained the medicinal herbs and did not forget to set a fire, so she hurried back.

When I saw the street, several people were moving quickly and turned around, their expressions were all incredible.

From afar, the blazing flames made the Zhao Mansion red, and the streets were already sparsely crowded.

The Jin soldiers who had charged and shouted to kill each other before were now throwing their armor and disguised themselves and running around, and they didn't know where they were scattered.

What else is there to escape?

Huang Rong was very surprised.

"Where is the army?"

All dispersed?

"How long has it been? Where is the big man? Why haven't he come back yet? Could it be that he has fallen..."

Her face was a little anxious.

"Where will something happen to him?"

Guo Jing still felt scared on his face.

"He killed the army alone with a sword, captured the little prince, and destroyed his martial arts.

Uncle Mu, the princess, and Miss Mu were also rescued.”

After saying that, he whispered and signaled that the family was right in front of him.

The previous scene was too shocking, and Guo Jing was so shocked that he couldn't help but feel that he didn't know how to describe it.

When he was young, he learned martial arts from the six monsters in Jiangnan. At that time, he thought that these six were the most powerful heroes in the world.

Later, Yin Zhiping from Quanzhen Sect taught him a lesson, and then he met Ma Yu of Quanzhen Sect. He realized that the strong ones were even more powerful ones.

Compared to the old Taoist priest, his six masters are actually not amazing at all.

Especially after meeting Mei Chaofeng, the two evil spirits of Black Wind, he felt even more worried, and was in crisis all the time, and he worked hard to practice.

I was afraid that one day I would encounter it, and the other party would scratch his head with one claw.

At this time, he thought that Mei Chaofeng might be the top-notch fierce man in the world. He could not beat him no matter what, and he never thought that he would defeat the other party one day.

But I didn't expect that someone I met casually while having dinner at Zhangjiakou that day was so powerful.

Just by doing it at will, Mei Chaofeng, who was afraid of his masters, was like a tiger, and was like killing a chicken.

The master of Manyuan basically has no chance to fight back in front of him.

Moreover, the man was so heroic that he defeated thousands of elite Jin soldiers with one sword. He was like a ferocious beast on earth, and the opponent dared not turn around.

He is also no more than one or two years older than himself.

But……

The gap between people is really too big.

For a moment, he was shocked and had no other thoughts.

"Rong'er, you said, how could this person be so strong? How did he practice?"

"Brother Guo, you have shallow eyes and have never seen a master. A big man is just strong and can take action.

There are more people in the world who are better than him...

The most powerful people in this world are the East Evil, the West Poison, the Southern Emperor, the North Beggar, the Central Powers, and of course, there is the Iron Palm Kung Fu inherited from the Three Mountains. There is also the Iron Palm Kung Fu that was imprisoned on the island to play with mud..."

Speaking of the old man playing with mud, Huang Rong's face dimmed a little. I don't know whether it was because of the island full of peach blossoms or someone on the island.

As soon as he said this, Huang Rong's face suddenly changed. She looked up at the roof and saw two figures intertwined and a white shadow flew backwards.

Her eyes shrank, and she stuffed the medicinal materials into Guo Jing's arms. "No, the big man is chasing the enemy and encountering a strong man, and it is in danger. I'll help him, you can send the medicinal materials to Master Wang."

After saying that, without waiting for Guo Jing to answer, his figure was like a cloud, running forward in a ecstasy manner.

"Wait for me, go together."

Guo Jing was anxious and followed him to catch up and found that his speed was far less than that.

The six monsters in Jiangnan also looked at each other. Ke Zhene suddenly turned around and turned his ears. He could only hear the roar of energy, but he didn't hear anything. He asked anxiously: "Who did Young Master Lu meet? Could it be that anyone in the capital city is stronger than him? Could it be that the people in the Palace Forbidden Garden took action?"

"I didn't see any reaction in the direction of Da'an Palace. This should be the master around Wanyan Honglie.

Judging from the man's hand technique, his body technique is as fast as lightning, he must be the most powerful master in the world.

Young Master Lu has encountered a tough guy, brother, we can’t help.”

Zhu Cong was knowledgeable and felt very disappointed at first glance.

Not to mention helping, with his eyes, he was a little overwhelmed to see the situation of the two fighting.

It is very likely that he was seriously injured and vomited blood when he was attacked by the aftermath of the fight between the two on the roof.

If you can't even get close, how can you do it?

At this moment, two long roars came from afar in the city.

A sound is warm and long, like water and waves.

One person has a domineering voice and a strong aura.

"It's Master Ma, and Niu Nose, the surname Qiu. These two are very powerful masters. Didn't Lu Shaoxia become a disciple of Quanzhen Sect? Maqiu and the other two are his master elders, and they have their help..."

Ke Zhen was delighted. He was a very kind person. He wanted to watch his benefactor in danger and not rescued him. It was even more sad than killing him.

As soon as I said this, I suddenly stopped...

Zhu Cong smiled bitterly: "Yes, it's not possible either.

Young Master Lu's ability is simply earth-shaking, and he is much better than his elders.

It would be useless for the enemy he could not deal with."

Han Xiaoying also said worriedly: "His sword has also been broken, and his strength has been greatly damaged.

I just hope I don’t be too tough, it’s easy to get over it, so it’s better to avoid it.”

...

Qiu Qianren's body is like a catkin in the wind, but his palms are like carrying a thousand pounds, but they are light and mysterious.

The left palm is light silver-white, but the right hand is thick gray-black.

One yin and one yang came to Yang Lin in his chest.

Interlaced and grinded, yin and yang flowed.

"Good palm technique."

Yang Lin stood on the roof, his eyebrows were full of evil.

Take a deep breath.

It's like evacuating all the air around it.

A small tornado rolled up around her body, and her clothes were retracted violently.

His eyes were slightly bloodshot, his arms suddenly became tangled, and his body was suddenly raised by more than three inches.

Immediately, the human-shaped blood flame rose up on the door of the body.

boom……

Regardless of how exquisite and harmonious Qiu Qianren's palm technique was, he punched out, and the phantoms were stacked.

As the naked eye saw it, I don’t know how many punches he made in an instant.

While his arms were broken into butterflies and flying in all directions, there was a sea of ​​energy in front of him, and the surging surging waves over the sky and the earth collided.

Bang bang...

Qiu Qianren's Yin and Yang's palms were as if they were hit on the long dam. As soon as the palm power was touched, they were hit back by the fierce fist force like mountains and seas.

He paused, snorted angrily, and with the power of Wulu's fist, his body swung and moved behind Yang Lin.

The left palm hits the Yin, the right palm hits the Yang, the upper and lower parts are overturned, and the edge of the palm is like a knife.

"You can practice the iron sand palm until the Yin-Yang transformation is a genius, but you are too...slow..."

Yang Lin stood there motionless, as if he was a premonition, his fists had changed direction at some point.

It seems that I have been waiting there all the time.
To be continued...