My wife is a sword fairy

The two ate lunch at a restaurant on the mountain, and then continued to hang out.

Ming Xiyue seemed to like this kind of feeling very much, walking slowly all the way, with a little smile on her face, which made everyone who saw her keep turning their heads to wait and see, it can be said that there was a [-]% turning back rate.

In the afternoon, Zhao Qingzheng received a text message.

"I am sick."

The letter is very short, and the letter is from Meng Qiaoqiao. In fact, Meng Qiaoqiao sent this text message after struggling for a long time. Yesterday, Meng Qiaoqiao was caught in the rain, and her health was not very good, so a I had a fever early in the morning. After a good weekend, I had to stay in bed and recuperate at home.

Zhao Qingzheng asked: "What disease?"

Meng Qiaoqiao replied, "I have a cold."

Zhao Qingzheng asked: "Where is your home, I will come and see you later."

Meng Qiaoqiao sent him the real address, probably because of a moment of brain fever, she forgot what she thought yesterday.

Meng Qiaoqiao realized her mistake, and hurried back: "You better not come, there are people in my family."

Zhao Qingzheng replied: "Oh!"

Meng Qiaoqiao felt down for a while, but she didn't say a word of comfort. It would be a lie to say that she was not sad. She felt wronged, and she burst into tears. Women are fragile, let alone when they are sick?

After the two walked around Baiyun Mountain, Ming Xiyue suddenly grabbed Zhao Qingzheng's hand and said, "Come with me."

After speaking, he walked towards the depths of the mountain forest, Zhao Qingzheng was overjoyed, is this going to fight in the field?

Fortunately, Ming Xiyue didn't use mind reading skills to probe his thoughts, otherwise, he might suffer again.

The two walked quickly for about ten minutes, and when they reached the depths of the forest, they saw two people standing under a big tree, one was the old lama Dawei Gyatso, and the other was a middle-aged man in his thirties with short hair. man.

Due to the distance, Zhao Qingzheng could only vaguely see the outline, and then hurriedly used Tianyantong to check.

"Old lama, I never thought you would dare to come to Yangcheng." The middle-aged man played with the two-foot steel knife in his hand.

Zhao Qingzheng saw his face clearly, it turned out to be Zhang Longhu who instigated him to beat up the three rich second generations that day. Of course, Zhao Qingzheng still didn't know his name.

Dawei Gyatso clasped his hands together and said, "With the Buddha in my heart, there is no fear."

Zhang Longhu smiled coldly and asked, "Then why are your hands shaking?"

Dawei Gyatso said: "Even the Buddha will be afraid when he sees Zhang Longhu, let alone me."

Zhang Longhu said: "You don't seek revenge from me anymore? I was the apprentice who killed you back then."

Dawei Gyatso said: "I am old, and you have become more powerful. I can't kill you. I came here just to resolve the grievances between you and me. I know you are going to attack again. I I don’t want my sect to suffer catastrophe.”

The two-foot steel knife fluttered like a butterfly wearing flowers in Zhang Longhu's hand, with a cold light shining.

"If you really think this way, there won't be three masters hidden in the woods." He suddenly smiled, with a very gentle feeling, without any murderous intent.

Dawei Gyatso's face suddenly changed, and at the same time, three knives were stabbed out from nowhere, taking Zhang Longhu's eyebrows, heart and crotch respectively, and Dawei Gyatso also stepped forward at this time, When the fist is punched out, the fist is so powerful that it can break stones.

Zhang Longhu's face did not change at all, he held the short knife in his hand, stepped back, swung away a stabbing knife, raised his right knee, knocked the blade away, but suddenly stepped forward at this time, the short knife in his hand A sharp and beautiful arc was drawn across, bringing up a spray of blood, and even the person who was hit by the knife had no time to scream!

"This... so fast sword technique, if it were me, I would definitely be killed by him in one blow! Even if there is a fairy technique, I am afraid I can't use it!"

Zhao Qingzheng's heart trembled wildly, and he heard Zhang Longhu laugh out loud, then dodged twice in succession, avoiding the other two knives, and punched one person's temple, the person's head was smashed like a watermelon, and the brain And blood splatter!Then he punched the man's body flying with a half-step punch, blocking the old lama's attack.

But Zhang Longhu walked in the bloody wind and rain, but he was not stained with any blood.

The other man who killed Zhang Longhu with a knife saw that the situation was not good and wanted to retreat, but Zhang Longhu grabbed his wrist, and then a Tai Chi turned around and punched his crotch, which probably smashed his crotch. , this person is naturally too dead to die!

"Kingshu, this is Guoshu!" Zhao Qingzheng shouted in his heart.

Guoshu is different from Wushu. Wushu is used for performances and has little actual combat, while Guoshu is extracted from the battlefield and is designed for killing people!Almost everyone thinks that Taijiquan is soft, but in fact, the explosive power of Taijiquan is one of the best among all boxing methods. The power of Taijiquan's cannon boxing and body punching is extremely powerful. .

There is no way for two martial arts masters with equal fighting power to give advice, because martial arts are used to kill people, and as long as the two of them join hands, they will either die or be injured!Therefore, if it is not a deep hatred, martial arts masters generally will not make a move easily.

This Zhang Longhu obviously practiced Taijiquan to a high degree of proficiency, what is in front of him with softness to overcome rigidity is completely a cloud, he turned his body and beat it out, smashing everything, rigid and domineering to the extreme!Even if the muay thai champion who can break the iron pillar with one knee resists hard with his knees, his knees would have to be smashed to pieces by this one.

Dawei Gyatso's boxing techniques are also fierce and fierce. The wind of the boxing blows the fallen leaves in the ground. The sharp moves such as picking eyes, kicking the crotch, and digging out the heart are displayed. Although they are not good-looking, they are extremely dangerous. .

This dragon and tiger is like a fish swimming free and easy, swimming in the wind of his fist, spreading his palms, and swaying with force.

Looking for a flaw in Dawei Gyatso, Zhang Longhu leaned forward, shaking his arm, and performed a "snake-shaped nine-curve" move.

This punch hit Dawei Gyatso's chest, and Dawei Gyatso immediately vomited blood and flew out.

Zhang Longhu obviously didn't use his full strength in this punch, otherwise Dawei Gyatso would have no chance of surviving.

"Hmph, your status is special, and Tibet's status is extremely sensitive now. If I kill you, I'm afraid it will cause a lot of trouble. Old lama, this is the first and last time. If you dare to Take half a step out of Tibet, and I'll kill you with one blow!" Zhang Longhu said calmly, with no expression on his face, and turned around to leave.

After hearing these words, the old lama fainted.

When Zhang Longhu walked away, he suddenly turned his face and smiled slightly at the hiding place of Zhao Qingzheng and Ming Xiyue.

Ming Xiyue couldn't help but said: "This person is so powerful, he actually found us."

Zhao Qingzheng felt that this person was not only powerful, but also abnormal. If he was asked to participate in some kind of martial arts style, free fighting, etc., his opponent might not be able to survive two moves... Zhao Qingzheng asked himself, this person can do two moves. Kill yourself in seconds.

"Let's go, someone died here, if someone finds out, there will be trouble." Zhao Qingzheng took Ming Xiyue's hand and left.

Dawei Gyatso was still lying on the ground, and after the two of them had walked for an unknown amount of time, he finally caught his breath, slowly opened his eyes, and slowly stood up.

He seemed to be decadent in an instant, he was ten years old, and he was dejected, and said, "I, Dawei Gyatso, swear that I will never step out of Tibet again in this lifetime."