Yang Qihou jumped out of the wall and saw his junior brother Luo Qitao sitting safely three meters away blocking Monk Kongjue, he couldn't help but be surprised and happy, saying, "Junior brother, are you already doing well?"

Luo Qitao slowly stood up and said, "Thank you for your concern for Senior Brother. I have been 30% or 40% better, but I have almost used the yin energy of Dahao Mingzhong. Alas."

Yang Qihou said, "What's the problem? Senior brother will help you find some souls to replenish them in the future. Now I will snatch this kid first." He slowly moved his body, forming a horn with Luo Qitao, and faintly blocked Monk Kongjue's way.

Monk Kongjue knew that the strength of the two of them was not inferior to him. If they were to escape with Zhu Qingsheng, they would definitely not be able to escape. If they were to fight with them with Zhu Qingsheng, the aftermath would definitely hurt Zhu Qingsheng. His thoughts flew around, but he didn't think of a way to have the best of both worlds. At present, he could only stop Luo Qitao and Yang Qihou and let Zhu Qingsheng run away by himself.

Seeing that the two of them were getting closer, Monk Kongjue lowered his head and said to Zhu Qingsheng: "Little donor, I am ashamed of you. I really can't protect you. I will stop them later. You can find a loophole to escape quickly. Then we will meet at the hillside of the south."

Zhu Qingsheng also understood that the current situation was urgent, so he held Kui Yang's parasol tightly and nodded, "Master, you should take care of yourself, I will definitely not let you down."

Monk Kongjue sighed, and suddenly used force with both hands, pushing Zhu Qingsheng lightly five or six meters away, and whispered loudly: "Amitabha, little donor, we are destined to see each other again."

Seeing this, Yang Qihou was shocked and rushed forward. Suddenly, a figure flashed in front of him. Monk Kongjue appeared three feet in front of him and slowly said, "Mr. Yang, the battle we didn't finish just now can continue now."

Luo Qitao stood there calmly, sneered, and a ray of light flashed in his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Zhu Qingsheng held the Kui parasol tightly, endured the pain on his back, remembered the instructions of Songbai Taoist, and ran all the way south.

After walking a few steps, two people suddenly jumped out of the corner, one taller and the other fatter. The taller man in front had a slight smile on his lips. Under the moonlight, it looked even more gloomy and hateful. The fat man behind him was picking up a bronze hammer, and the two of them blocked Zhu Qingsheng's way.

It was Guan Yunzhu and Qi Yunfei.

Guan Yunzhu sneered: "Hehe, boy, I didn't expect that we would stop you here. Thanks to my uncle, who was in the first year of high school, we arranged in advance to block here, otherwise you would really run away."

Zhu Qingsheng looked back at the monk Kongjue who was fighting fiercely, took a deep breath, and said to himself: "Zhu Qingsheng, Zhu Qingsheng, in the past, it was your master who protected you, and it was the master who protected you just now. You have grown up so old that you can no longer worry about you. This time you must not let me down." At this point, he smiled hard and said, "Oh, thank you two, but you have important things to do, so you can't chat with you."

Guan Yunzhu's anger surged, her face turned vicious and hated, and she said ruthlessly: "Boy, you have escaped by chance the previous few times. This time you are not so lucky. I have to pull your fingers down one by one."

He turned to Qi Yunfei and said, "Junior brother, please keep a close eye. This time I must catch this kid with my own hands."

Qi Yunfei is lazy and is so happy that he doesn't have to do anything like catching people. At this time, the senior brother takes the initiative to stop interfering. Isn't that just right?

Zhu Qingsheng held Kui Yang's parasol tightly and covered his nervous hand. This should be the first time he fought with someone else. When he was injured, he put Kui Yang's parasol horizontally in front of him, slowly adjusted his breathing evenly, staring at Guan Yunzhu without saying a word.

You can tell at a glance that Guan Yunzhu was not angry but happy: "Good boy, I thought you would continue to escape, but I didn't expect you to be a little bit of energy, which is interesting." As soon as he finished speaking, a layer of afterimage flashed across the copper stick in his hand, and he smashed it from top to bottom.

Zhu Qingsheng whispered: "Kui Yang Parasol, it's up to you now." The Kui Yang Parasol flashed in his hand, but he did not defend and counterattack. He ignored the copper stick that was about to hit the head, and instead pierced the Guan Yunzhu's dantian.

Guan Yunzhu's expression changed. Unexpectedly, this kid used the method of losing both sides as soon as he came up. If he did not return to defense in time and continued to smash Zhu Qingsheng's head, he would suffer Zhu Qingsheng's life, but he would inevitably be stabbed into the Dantian by Zhu Qingsheng. How important is that Dantian is the foundation of the practitioner. If he is injured, he will be in a coma and seriously injured, and his skills will be completely eliminated. How can he practice in the future?

Although Zhu Qingsheng was angry, his life was even more important. Seeing that Zhu Qingsheng had no intention of withdrawing, Guan Yunzhu had to turn his hand back and block it, gritted her teeth and said, "Good boy, such a ruthless method."

Zhu Qingsheng's forehead was covered with cold sweat, his fingertips trembled slightly, and he was secretly yelling that it was very dangerous. In fact, he had to force him. First, his cultivation was far from Guan Yunzhu, so he would definitely not be able to beat him in normal fights. Moreover, Sima Yuan and the talismans he gave him were all thrown into the courtyard of the whole mansion. There was no auxiliary magic tool now, so he could only catch him off guard. Second, time was tight, and the Song and Cypress Taoist was fighting fiercely with the Ghost King Mastiff. He broke the heart of the plum blossom formation one minute later, and the Song and Cypress Taoist would be even more dangerous to be distracted. In desperation, he could only fight so hard.

Guan Yunzhu made three "swish swish swish swish" and attacked Zhu Qingsheng three more moves. Zhu Qingsheng still had no defense and attacked Guan Yunzhu's key points. Every time at a critical moment, Guan Yunzhu had to turn his hand back to block it. It was originally a matter of being able to capture it, but when he encountered Zhu Qingsheng's lifeless fighting style, he could only protect himself first. Guan Yunzhu couldn't help but get angry.

Guan Yunzhu's eyes became more and more resentful, and he shouted: "Boy, I originally wanted to play with you, but now I have to do my best." His left hand passed through the air, blocking Zhu Qingsheng's attack, and kicked his right leg suddenly, kicking it in the air, and the light and shadow flashed, and suddenly turned into the left foot. The speed of this move was so fast and the change was urgent. Zhu Qingsheng didn't have time to resist. With a "bang", he hit his chest and flew backwards and was close to the distance.

Qi Yunfei said in a lost voice: "Master's strange smoke changes his legs! Senior brother, have you learned it?"

Guan Yunzhu smiled and said in a silence: "No, I just learned how to use it. This is the first time I use it today."

Zhu Qingsheng felt his chest was stuffy, but there was nothing else except that. I think it was really as Guan Yunzhu said, but he had just learned it and the power was not yet exerted. However, he had been injured before, and then he fell to the ground and suddenly felt a burning pain in his back. He was so painful that he sweated coldly and stood up.

Zhu Qingsheng gasped and said with a slight smile: "I think this is the case with these legs."

Guan Yunzhu's face changed and she said coldly: "Boy is looking for death!" Another right leg attack came.

This time, Zhu Qingsheng was prepared and waved the sun parasol to block all directions. Suddenly, a strong force came from behind, and he flew forward involuntarily, just in front of Qi Yunfei.

This trick Guan Yunzhu not only changed her position, but also changed her position.

Guan Yunzhu smiled and said, "Boy, are you convinced?" Suddenly, "Huh" said, "Boy, why are there three big blood marks behind you? This is amazing." After that, he suddenly stepped on Zhu Qingsheng's back and rubbed him back and forth vigorously.

Zhu Qingsheng was about to turn over and stand up, but suddenly he was trampled by Guan Yunzhu. The wound that had just been healed by monk Kongjue suddenly cracked, and streams of blood flowed out. He felt the scorching pain behind his back, as if the pain had entered his bones. It was so painful that it was heart-wrenching and the pain was unacceptable.

But this kick not only stepped on his back, but also directly stepped on his dignity, rubbing hard.

Zhu Qingsheng was born stubborn and was unwilling to admit defeat in front of Guan Yunzhu. He wanted to stand up, but was stepped on by Guan Yunzhu again and could not get up at all. He endured the pain and gritted his teeth, without any sound coming out of his teeth.

Guan Yunzhu grinned and said, "Boy's bones are very hard, and you have to shout out the pain. I'll add some strength to you."

Suddenly, two "puff" sounds, and the powerful force behind him disappeared. Zhu Qingsheng looked back and saw Qi Yunfei and Guan Yunzhu not moving at all, with grim expressions on his face still present, and his eyes were still staring at him, as if he had been stopped.

Zhu Qingsheng took advantage of this and turned around and got up. He heard the monk Kongjue say, "Little donor, you don't have something to do, go quickly."

It turned out that Monk Kongjue was always concerned about Zhu Qingsheng's safety, but he was entangled with Yang Qihou and Luo Qitao and could not get rid of it. He had to drag the battle circle little by little to move to the south. Zhu Qingsheng was stepped on by the junior at the Crying Buddha Altar. Taking advantage of the gap in the fight, he emitted two weak true powers, which fixed the two junior at the Crying Buddha Altar in one fell swoop.

Zhu Qingsheng was grateful and knew that the situation was urgent at this time, and it was not the time to speak. He ignored the two people who were fixed and saw the direction clearly and ran south all the way.

Yang Qihou was very anxious and wanted to use the same method to untie the acupoints of the two disciples in the air so that they could chase Zhu Qingsheng, but the monk Kongjue waved his hand and intercepted it. He could only watch Zhu Qingsheng go further and further away.

(End of this chapter)
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