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"Don't worry, I won't keep you waiting for too long." Ma Xiaoyao said confidently, "In a few years, I will beat you down and beat you up so that you can see I feel cold from the bottom of my heart.” Anyway, bragging does not pay taxes, you can brag as much as you can, no matter what, you must show your confidence.

"Big words." Monk Wuwen gave Ma Xiaoyao a contemptuous look.

"You wait for me, sooner or later... Ah!" Before Ma Xiaoyao finished speaking, he heard a loud noise from the car, followed by a huge force, and Ma Xiaoyao involuntarily slammed forward. His forehead hit the car seat impartially, and Ma Xiaoyao grinned in pain.

Monk Wuwen's situation was much better than Ma Xiaoyao's, but he just bumped his arm, and it didn't hurt much.

"Karrah!"

The speeding car stopped after turning a few laps on the road.

"What's going on!" Ma Xiaoyao raised his head and asked in surprise.

"The tire is blown." Lei Dazhuang's distressed voice came from the front.

"It's fine, why did the tire blow out?" Ma Xiaoyao opened the car door and walked down. He looked down and found that one of the car's tires was flat: "What a bad luck! There's no village in front of this place, no shop in the back, where can I find a replacement?" Fetal?"

"No need to find a tire replacement." Lei Dazhuang jumped out of the car: "There is a spare tire in the trunk, just replace it."

"That's right." Ma Xiaoyao patted his forehead: "Why did I forget about this!"

At this time, Monk Wuwen also got out of the car, glanced at the blown tire, and frowned: "It's a bit weird..."

"What's so weird? It's normal for a car to blow out." Ma Xiaoyao said casually.

Monk Wuwen ignored Ma Xiaoyao, but squatted down and groped for the flat tire.

"Hey, what are you touching?" Ma Xiaoyao asked suspiciously.

"Pfft!"

Monk Wuwen pulled out a slender silver needle from the punctured tire, exuding an unforgettable color under the sunlight, Monk Wuwen narrowed his eyes: "Sure enough, as I guessed, this puncture is not Coincidence, but man-made."

"Man-made!" Ma Xiaoyao's face changed: "You mean..."

"Be careful!" Monk Wuwen kept Ma Xiaoyao and rolled to the side.

"Ding ding ding dong..."

A row of silver needles fell from the sky and shot at the place where Monk Wuwen and Ma Xiaoyao had just stood. These silver needles were the same size, and they all shone with a palpitating cold light.

"Whoosh!"

A figure galloped from a distance, holding a sharp sword in his hand, and slashed at the unknown monk head-on.

Monk Wuwen hurriedly took out a short iron rod from his arms to resist.

"Lingxue!" Ma Xiaoyao immediately exclaimed after seeing clearly the face of the attacking figure, it was Lingxue who attacked them!Ma Xiaoyao's face twitched fiercely, damn it!Didn't Master Yuan Tian say that Ling Xue was seriously injured, and it would be impossible to recover within a year or so?Why did you come out to hunt him down again now?Ma Xiaoyao felt this hatred in his heart!He felt that he was played by Master Yuantian!

Monk Wuwen also recognized Ling Xue, his face changed wildly, and his heart began to beat faster. Isn't this demon girl injured?Why did you come out again?This is the end!Monk Wuwen glanced at the pale-faced Ma Xiaoyao, and secretly groaned in his heart. If he was the only one, there might still be hope of escape, but with the burden of Ma Xiaoyao...

"Witch girl, look at the trick!"

Lei Dazhuang was looking for a spare tire at the back of the car, when he suddenly saw Ling Xue rushing out, his expression changed immediately, and without thinking, he rushed up brandishing a pair of large pliers, which he found in the trunk, half a meter away It is long and made of iron, and it still has a certain power when waved.

Just when Monk Wuwen and Lei Dazhuang were about to fight Ling Xue, Ling Xue suddenly withdrew her long sword, twisted her body, and rushed towards Ma Xiaoyao. It's a false move, her real target is Ma Xiaoyao.

"Brother Ma, be careful!"

Lei Dazhuang stimulated the potential in his body, ran over quickly, and then threw Ma Xiaoyao to the ground with all his strength, while Ling Xue's stabbing sword was directly blocked by Lei Dazhuang's body.

"Pfft!"

"Uh……"

The sharp long sword directly pierced Lei Dazhuang's back, Lei Dazhuang let out a pained grunt, and opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood.

"How dare you!" Monk Wuwen came flying from a distance, raised the iron stick in his hand and threw it at Lingxue.

"Shh!"

Ling Xue drew the long sword from Lei Dazhuang's back, and backhanded the iron rod thrown at by Monk Wuwen.

"clang!"

The long sword and the iron rod collided together, sending out a burst of sparks, and then Lingxue flew out spurting blood... and Monk Wuwen only took a few steps back to stabilize his figure.

What's happening here?

Monk Wuwen was stunned on the spot, Ling Xue should be many times stronger than him, but she...was blown away by his stick?He even spat out blood... Isn't he dreaming?No, I wasn't dreaming, Ling Xue was seriously injured, her body was very weak, and she couldn't exert much strength at all, so she was blown away with a stick... Thinking of this, Monk Wuwen was overjoyed, if he guessed That's right, then today is the best time to kill Ling Xue.

"Hey! Demon girl, take your life!"

Monk Wuwen shook the iron rod in his hand, and rushed towards Ling Xue.

Ling Xue glanced at the unknown monk, then at Ma Xiaoyao, who was holding Lei Dazhuang and yelling, and sighed in her heart. After lurking for so many days, she finally found a chance to strike, but she still failed. ...Forget it, let Ma Xiaoyao go temporarily this time, and take revenge after he recovers from his injuries.

"Snapped!"

Ling Xue patted the ground lightly with the palm of her hand, and then jumped more than two meters high, put the long sword on her back, clenched her teeth, ran with all her strength, and disappeared within a few ups and downs gone.

Monk Wuwen's fighting skills are good, but lightness kung fu is too bad. Even if Ling Xue's injury is not healed, he can run faster than him, just like that... Monk Wuwen watched Ling Xue escape.

"Alas..." Monk Wuwen stomped his feet resentfully: "Such a good opportunity... I missed it..."

"Da Zhuang, what's wrong with you? Da Zhuang, don't scare me!" Ma Xiaoyao shouted in panic from behind.

Monk Wuwen turned around and walked towards Ma Xiaoyao and Lei Dazhuang with an iron rod in his hand: "What's wrong?"

"Brother, hurry up and take a look, Da Zhuang is dying soon." Ma Xiaoyao was almost in a hurry.

Monk Wuwen glanced at Lei Dazhuang's darkened face, he was startled, and hurriedly squatted down to check Lei Dazhuang's situation: "Da Zhuang was hit by a sword, but he didn't hurt his vitals...but the long sword It was smeared with poison..."

"Very poisonous!" Ma Xiaoyao's eyes suddenly widened.

"It's really despicable!" Monk Wuwen scolded, "A majestic master-level expert not only tricked and sneaked in a sneak attack, but also smeared poison on his long sword... It's really despicable and shameless!"

"Brother, you must have a way to detoxify, right?" Ma Xiaoyao looked at Monk Wuwen expectantly.

Monk Wuwen shook his head: "The poison in Da Zhuang is very overbearing, and it has spread all over the body in such a short period of time... My ability is limited, and I can't cure it..."

"Ah..." Ma Xiaoyao almost collapsed: "Brother..."

"Don't worry." Monk Wuwen waved his hand: "I have a Great Returning Pill here. Although it can't detoxify, it can delay the spread of the toxin and buy Da Zhuang a few more days to detoxify..." Speaking of which, Wu Monk Wen took out a small box from his pocket, opened the lid, and took out a snow-white pill from inside: "This Great Redemption Pill was given to me by Master, and I have never been willing to take it..."

"Wait later, I'll ask Master for a few more pills for you." Ma Xiaoyao couldn't wait any longer, and reached out to snatch the Dahuan Pill from Monk Wuwen, and stuffed it directly into Lei Dazhuang's mouth.

Seeing that Lei Dazhuang ate the Great Returning Pill that he had worked so hard to accumulate for many years, Monk Wuwen suddenly felt a little bit pained. The Great Returning Pill is an ancestral elixir of Shaolin Temple, and the refining steps are very complicated. In the current Shaolin Temple, Only Master Yuantian and Abbot Wuxiang can refine it. Master Yuantian is usually busy practicing kung fu and has no time to refine the Great Return Pill, and Abbot Wuxiang is also very busy, so he can only spare a little time to refine it occasionally. After a year, at most seven or eight can be refined.

The Great Returning Pill is a good medicine to heal injuries and prolong life. No matter how serious the injury is, as long as you take a Great Returning Pill, you can hang your breath and keep you from dying. Of course, this is also time-limited. The Great Returning Pill The effect of the medicine lasted for at most half a month, that is to say, within half a month, if Lei Dazhuang couldn't remove the poison in his body, then he would die.

After taking Dahuandan, the poison in Lei Dazhuang's body was temporarily suppressed, and his breathing gradually became calmer, but he still closed his eyes tightly and was unconscious.

"Okay, Da Zhuang's life is not in danger for the time being, but we have to find a way to detoxify Da Zhuang quickly, otherwise after half a month, the effect of Da Zhuang Pill will disappear, and Da Zhuang will be in danger by then." Monk Wuwen said in a low voice.

"Go back to Shaolin Temple! Master, please treat Da Zhuang! Brother, take care of Da Zhuang for me, I'll change the tire!" Ma Xiaoyao handed Lei Dazhuang over to Monk Wuwen to take care of him, and then went to change the tire alone. A few minutes later, The tires are changed.

After carrying Lei Dazhuang into the car and putting it away, Ma Xiaoyao drove the car towards Shaolin Temple.

……

deep in the mountains.

Ling Xue stumbled and walked among the rocks, her face was pale, her breathing was short of breath, and the corners of her mouth kept dripping blood.

Originally, Lingxue had already been seriously injured, her meridians and viscera were severely shaken and damaged, if she found a quiet place to heal her injuries in time, she would recover in a year or so, but her first For a while, he didn't choose to heal his injuries, but forcibly suppressed them, lurking outside, looking for an opportunity to kill Ma Xiaoyao.