Fairy Bingyue had a pale face, short breathing, and her chest was undulating.
At this point in the battle, she had exhausted all the means, even the ice clone. She had already reached the end of the crossbow, and of course she was unable to pursue it, and could only watch the two go away.
"Yue'er, how are you?" Xu Ling quickly flew over and asked with concern.
Bingyue is not only her disciple, but also Binggu's number one master, Dinghai Shenzhen. If she makes a mistake, the consequences will be disastrous!
"Master, I'm fine, but it's a bit expensive," Bingyue shook her head and said that she was fine, and Xu Ling also let out a long sigh of relief.
"It's a pity that these two thieves ran away," Bingyue Rushuang's pretty face showed a trace of unwillingness.
She has never been out of Ice Valley, and no one of the disciples in the Ice Valley from childhood has beaten her. Even her master Xu Ling was surpassed by her five years ago, so her personality is extremely arrogant and can't stand her. failure.
Although she leapfrogged Wang Yue, she failed to keep the opponent, which was a failure for her. She could not accept her failure.
There was also a trace of worry on Xu Ling’s face. Binggu had been hidden for many years and had been avoiding contact with the outside world. No one knew their true strength. Now, people know that Binggu actually has martial arts and martial arts masters. Attract the attention of those people?
We must know that the Great Zhou Kingdom has no masters above Wuhou, but everyone knows.
Xu Ling pondered for a moment and said: "Yue'er, it seems that we in Binggu have to consider the next strategy. There will be such a master in the Great Zhou Kingdom and I have to worry about it!"
Bing Yueqiao's face showed a rare surprise: "Master, do you want to find the whereabouts of the saint?"
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"MD, really bad luck, I actually met the evil star of Hu Jiuwan!" Ji Hao scolded and walked on the street. Hu Jiuwan's punch broke several of his bones, and the severe pain in his body made him grin. , Watching the civilians passing by his side, one by one was extremely puzzled.
Who ate the ambition of the leopard, dare to provoke the eldest son of Ji!
Feeling the strange gazes of these civilians, Ji Hao only felt hot on his face.
But he didn't dare to go back to look for Tiger Ninety Thousand, Xiao Chen and the others didn't know the prestige of Tiger Howl, but Ji Hao knew it.
Tiger Ninety Thousand, the first genius of the Mad Lion Sect, and a direct disciple of the Sect Master's War Song Madness, although the reputation of the tiger's fist is not as loud as the four geniuses, it does not mean that he is weaker than these four.
The reason why Hu Jiuwan was not selected for the four geniuses was because he came out too late. Unlike the four great young men who had been famous throughout the Great Zhou at the age of twelve or thirteen, Hu Jiuwan had been serving in the Northwest Frontier. , His reputation is only circulated in the army.
He once heard Xiao Wuya comment on Tiger Ninety Thousand in this way. No one below the martial arts level of the Great Zhou Kingdom is an opponent of Tiger Ninety Thousand, even the first of the four geniuses, Jun Wushuang.
He didn't believe it at the time, thinking it was the prince who deliberately exaggerated Hu Jiuwan's strength, but since he learned about Hu Jiuwan's record in the army from his father Ji Beichen, he believed it.
One punch to death of an eight-star warrior in Xianglong Kingdom, and three punches to death of the warriors of the Northern Qi Kingdom were completed. The number of soldiers who died in his hands was uncountable. He even fought a one-star warrior once. Don't let the wind fall.
Such a record, even Jun Wushuang would be willing to go down.
But what he didn't understand was why Tiger Jiuwan would mix with this Ye Chen, and even give him his head, could this Ye Chen have anything to do with the Mad Lion Sect?
"This son, if you look at your heavenly court, and your forehead is round and plump, you must be a rich man."
Just when Ji Hao was thinking about why Hu Jiuwan was following Ye Chen, a low voice suddenly rang in his ears.
The sound was unpleasant, but it made Ji Hao involuntarily look in the direction of the sound.
Standing in front of him was a middle-aged man in a shabby Taoist robe. This man was about forty or fifty years old.
His hair is messy, and he holds a dusty whisk in his hand. Although his body is messy, his eyes are very bright.
It's just that the smile on this old Dao's face is a bit wretched no matter how you look at it!
Behind the old Taoist priest was a rather handsome young man who was about twenty years old. This young man looked lazy, but from time to time he looked at the old Taoist's eyes, but there was a little fanaticism.
The most eye-catching thing is that this boy carries a two-meter long spear on his shoulder, which is particularly eye-catching on the crowded street.
"Master Dao, are you talking to me?" Ji Hao looked around, then pointed his finger at himself. Although the image of this old Taoist priest was not good, but for some reason, Ji Hao didn't have any malicious intent towards him.
It's rare to make Grandpa Ji look so pleasant!
"The old way is naturally talking to the son," the person walked up to Ji Hao and said with a smile.
Everyone likes to listen to flattery, and Ji Hao is naturally no exception. Hearing the old Taoist saying that he is a rich man, he felt a little more fond of him in his heart, and hurriedly asked: "I don’t know the name of Changzun. ?"
The old Taoist stroked his beard lightly, half-squinting his eyes and said: "It's easy to say, easy to say, the old Taoist name is Zhang Jiao, who is called a great virtuous teacher!"
Great wise teacher? never heard of that.
Ji Hao thought for a long time, but still didn't think of who this great mentor was, but he said: "It turns out to be a great mentor, I’ve long admired the name!"
He didn't know, Zhang Jiao secretly despised him at this moment. The great mentor of labor and capital was made up casually.
But he didn't tell the truth, he still smiled and said: "My son! I think you seem to have suffered a serious injury. There is a secret recipe for the old way, which can make your injury improve quickly!"
"Oh? Do seniors have a high-level pill to treat injuries?" Pills can cure injuries, many people know, but if you want to recover quickly from a serious injury like Ji Hao, you must at least get a second-grade. The above medicine!
Pills of Grade 2 or higher are considered treasures in Lianyun City, at least worth a thousand gold.
However, Zhang Jiao shook his head and said with a mysterious smile: "The pill cures the injury. If you fall behind, you can get rid of the minor injuries by just raising your hands!"
Is there such a god? Although he has an inexplicable affection for this old Taoist, Ji Hao still doesn't believe it, how could this sloppy old Taoist have such an ability.
"If you don't believe it, you can drink this rune water, and you can see the difference." While speaking, the old Taoist had already taken out a broken bowl, then threw a piece of rune paper into the bowl and melted it in the water.
"Drinking this water, can it really heal my injury?" Ji Hao looked at the muddy water in the bowl with doubts on his face.
"Master, this guy doesn't drink, I drink!" When Ji Hao hesitated, the young man with a spear behind the old Taoist suddenly stared at the water in the old Taoist bowl.