Wanyan Changzhi pulled out the spear from his back, and with a "file", the two spears merged into one in his hand, the tip of the spear pointed, and an unstoppable energy rushed straight towards a gray-clothed monk standing five feet away in front of him.

In the strong wind, the gray-clothed monk was calm and unhurried, and a pair of eyes shot a deep and distant light, like a high mountain, standing majestically, unmoved.

Wan Yan let out a long roar, and suddenly the spears of the people were united, and they shot towards the gray-clothed monk. He has been born and died on the battlefield in the past few years, and his martial arts have made great progress compared to those years.

The gray-clothed monk was still in good shape, his left hand behind his back, and his right hand waved, as if he was careless, but he just hit the spear that stabbed him.

Wan Yan Changzhi snorted and took a few steps back like an electric shock. But the spear in his hand still swung out like a swift wind, and a spear net composed of a thousand spear shadows was laid in front of him to prevent the gray-clothed monk from taking advantage of the situation to pursue.

I saw that the gray-clothed monk suddenly took a step forward, but somehow, he penetrated through thousands of heavy spear shadows, and came to the front of Wanyan Changzhi with a scripture. The heavy spear net that Wan Yan Changzhi swung just now seemed to have no effect on him. I saw the gray-clothed monk enter through the shadow, and immediately clenched his right hand into a fist, and suddenly swung out a punch, hitting Wanyan Zhichang's chest.

Wanyan Changzhi was shocked, hurriedly closed his chest and abdomen, and his body retreated. But the gray-robed monk followed him like a shadow, and chased after him. The fist never left two feet in front of Yan Changzhi's chest.

Wan Yan Changzhi retreated more than three zhang away, exhausted his body, and could no longer retreat, so he hurriedly withdrew the spear, and the crossbar was in front of his chest. only heard the sound of "Peng" hitting each other vigorously, the fist of the gray-clothed monk hit the shaft of the spear, and Wanyan Changzhi was shocked and took a few steps back, and used the spear to pestle the ground, supporting his body, and then he stopped.

At this time, Monk Wanyan Chen, who was on the side, suddenly roared, and the big axe in his hand turned into a black light, and his strong strength slashed down at the gray-clothed monk. The momentum is powerful, the momentum is compelling, and it is not under the spear that has just finished Yan Changzhi.

When he made this move, the gray-clothed monk had no time to pursue Wan Yan Changzhi, and suddenly turned around, somehow passed through the shadow of the axe of Wan Yan Chen, and the left hand behind his back stood up into a knife, and with a sound of "Peng", he was slashing at the axe.

Monk Wanyan Chen's body was shocked, as if he had been electrocuted, and he took three steps back. His skill was slightly inferior to Wanyan Changzhi, and at this time, he only felt that the qi and blood in his chest were tumbling, and the meridians of his hands were about to split, so he couldn't defend himself while retreating like Wanyan Changzhi to prevent the gray-clothed monk from pursuing.

Sure enough, the gray-clothed monk took another step, and the hand knife in his left palm slashed at Monk Wanyan Chen again.

Monk Wanyan Chen knew that it was not good, the gray-clothed monk's hand knife was fierce, and it was not inferior to the real knife at all, if it was cut, it would definitely break the bones and bones. At the moment, Wuqiang grasps both ends of the axe handle with both hands and parries with the axe.

With a "snap", the gray-clothed monk's hand knife slashed at the handle of the axe again. Monk Wanyan Chen snorted miserably, he couldn't hold the big axe anymore, and suddenly flew away. The whole person also took more than ten steps back, although the image was very ruthless, but he finally stood very stable and did not fall.

At this moment, Wanyan Changzhi, who had breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly jumped up, volleyed a spear in the air, and hit the gray-clothed monk head. The light in his eyes was condensed, showing that this blow was the result of his life's work, and the tip of the spear continued to rotate, ** like a tornado, flowing like a tornado, completely enveloping the gray-clothed monk in it.

The gray-clothed monk in the center of the storm didn't seem to feel the force at all, and when he looked up, the energy was still spinning and flowing, but the spear turned into a straight line and stabbed straight down at him from the air.

The gray-clothed monk's face, which seemed to be unchanged, suddenly showed a hint of a smile, his hands were raised above his head, his palms were closed, and with a "snap", he firmly clamped the spear of Wanyan Changzhi.

Wan Yanchang's body hung in the air, relying on this spear to hold his body, as if it was frozen.

I saw that the gray-clothed monk's hands were suddenly divided, and he did not fall down, but seemed to be held up by a huge force, and flew out of three zhang away.

The gray-clothed monk smiled and said, "Changzhi, Monk Chen." I haven't seen you for two years, and your martial arts have made great progress. I used all my strength just now, and you can still accept it, I didn't expect it to progress so fast. ”

At this time, Wanyan Changzhi and Wanyan Chen came to the gray-clothed monk, both knelt on the ground, and said respectfully: "Thank you for the teachings of the ancestors." ”

It turned out that this gray-clothed monk was the ancestor of Wanyan Changzhi and Wanyan Chen, and he was also Dajin's former national teacher, Pufeng. The four disciples under his sect pursued Yang Yan and Zhao Yueru, not only were they tricked to escape the pursuit, but also killed a sword demon Dugu idiot halfway, not only saving Yang Yan and Zhao Yueru, but also wounding Shrokumo. And to ask the other three to bring Shirokuma back to Huining Temple within 100 days, and let Pufeng heal his wounds, it is tantamount to sending out a challenge like Pufeng.

Doljia, Potala, and Chahai escorted Shirokumo back to Huining Monastery and met Pufeng. And when Pu Feng saw Shrokumo's injury, he couldn't help but be surprised and happy. Because from the injuries of Shrokumo, it can be seen that the swordsmanship of the person who injured him has indeed reached the realm of transcendence, which is enough to be an opponent equal to himself. And after listening to the disciple's story, I was even more delighted.

Pu Feng has been practicing martial arts all his life, and he was a master of the rivers and lakes who went south to fight the Central Plains. In more than ten years, more than 100 masters of the Central Plains have been defeated. It was not until 1140 in the tenth year of Shaoxing that the first master of Buddhism and Taoism was finally introduced, the abbot of Shaolin Temple and the patriarch of the Heavenly Master Bao Shufang. The three of them preached martial arts at the top of Mount Tai for seven days and seven nights, and they all felt a little sympathy for each other, so they stopped without fighting, and then each went down the mountain to close the door.

After the meeting of Mount Tai, Pufeng returned to Huining Temple, and practiced painstakingly for 20 years, and felt that his martial arts had entered another layer that year, and he wanted to find a retreat to compete with Uncle Bao again. What he knew was the news that the two of them had passed away, and Pu Feng couldn't help but be disappointed, thinking that from now on, there would be no opponent in the world who could get him to shoot, and since then he has lived in seclusion in Huining Temple, and he no longer asks about the world. At this time, there was another opponent who could match him, how could he not make Pu Feng happy. At that moment, he immediately performed his work, first cured Shirokumo, and then set off for the south, rushing to Jiangnan to fight Dugu idiot.

However, after arriving in the Song Realm, he found that Dugu was not in the small village where he lived before, so Pufeng first came to visit Wanyan Changzhi and Wanyan Chen. By the way, I would like to point out the martial arts of the two.

When the two saw the ancestor who had never left the temple for decades, this time they really went out of the temple and rushed to the Song realm in person, just to challenge Dugu Idiot, and they couldn't help but be shocked.

After listening to what Pu Feng said, he finished Yan Changzhi: "Master, Jiangnan is so big, who knew that Dugu would be there at this time?" How did Shizu go to him? He naturally knew that to be regarded as an opponent by Pu Feng, he must not be an ordinary person, although he left the small village where he originally lived, he was by no means afraid, there must be another reason.

Pu Feng smiled slightly, raised his eyes to look at the floating loss in the sky, and said, "You don't need to look for him, he will naturally appear in front of me at that time." It's like puffy clouds in the sky. ”

Wanyan Changzhi and Wanyan Chen glanced at each other, and they both felt that Pufeng's words were unfathomable, and they couldn't understand it. Therefore, he did not dare to answer.

At this time, Pu Feng said again: "Changzhi, that Yang Yan of the Song Dynasty, and that princess named Zhao Yueru, they are all there now, do you know?" ”

Wanyan Changzhi said: "Back to the ancestor, the detective said that the two of them were entering Sichuan together, and probably found that Wu Xi in Sichuan had the intention of rebellion, so he sent them into Sichuan to pacify Wu Xi." ”

Pu Feng nodded and said, "Since I can't find Dugu idiot for a while, then I'll go to Sichuan first to see what kind of people Yang Yan and Zhao Yueru are?" ”

Wanyan Changzhi was also taken aback, he didn't expect Pufeng to go out of the temple this time, not only to find Dugu idiot, but also to become interested in Yang Yan and Zhao Yueru. couldn't help but say, "Master, do you want to see them too?" ”

Pu Feng smiled slightly, and said leisurely: "In this world, there are not many people who are worthy of my temptation, and Dugu Idiot is one of them, but since Yang Yan and Zhao Yueru can be praised by Dugu Idiot, I only hope they will not let me down." ”

Originally published in the original version

Sichuan, Xingyuan Mansion, Imperial Front Garrison Division, Inner Hall.

Wu Xi, the former commander of the imperial garrison of Xingyuan Mansion, walked into the inner hall, came to Wu Gong, who was watching the scenery of the courtyard outside from the window, bowed his hand, and said, "Uncle, when did you come to Xingyuan Mansion, and don't tell your nephew, I will pick you up." ”

Wu Gong slowly turned around and stared at his uncle and nephew in front of him. Wu Xi is thirty-two years old Chinese New Year's Eve, with a well-proportioned body, good facial features, and a radiant look, but a pair of slender eyes, which not only show intelligence, but also look gloomy and deep, wearing a gorgeous samurai uniform, a long knife worn at the waist, and indeed has a bit of the charm of a famous general. It's just that there is a palm-sized burn mark on his left cheek, which is as white as jade, but it looks a little terrifying and scary.

The uncle and nephew looked at each other for a while, and Wu Gong said slowly: "What are you going to do?" ”

Wu Xi was stunned and said, "Uncle, what do you mean by this?" The little nephew doesn't understand. ”

Wu Gong smiled coldly and said, "Don't understand? Don't pretend to be confused in front of me, let me ask you, Xingzhou has to fight against the 50,000 army of Western Xia, and also guard against the Jin army attacking from the flank, why don't you send troops to support. Wonderful