"We agreed that we were just checking in. Why did you take a look at that old monk because you had nothing to do?"

On the Jinshui Bridge of Qinglong Canal, a middle-aged man dressed as a scholar asked angrily.

He holds a fine iron folding fan with a cold light in his right hand, and hides it in his sleeve with his left hand.

The temples are slightly white, looking elegant and easy-going.

Just based on his skin and appearance, he definitely can't be seen as a ruthless character who kills people.

"Look what's wrong with him? According to the information given by He Yunchou, at best he is in the fourth realm of opening up the sea of ​​qi and condensing the true energy. He has no ability to wake up before the autumn wind moves.

And when I looked from a distance, the old monk’s energy and blood were weak, almost non-existent, his eyes were cloudy and dull, and he didn’t look like a master at all!”

The tall and thin Tie Youlong glanced sideways and retorted not to be outdone.

He prides himself on his outstanding qinggong and is good at concealing his figure and condensing his aura.

He earned the nickname "Wandering alone without a trace for thousands of miles" in the world of martial arts.

"The old monk clearly turned his head and looked at him. It would be difficult to lure him out of the city if we were to alert him.

Among Buddhists, there are masters who practice the Dharma body and do not attach importance to the physical body.

The more this is the case, the more vigilant we must be.”

The poisonous scholar Zhang Xu'ao narrowed his eyes, showing a calculating look.

"Qiongsu, I think you are too timid.

The old monk just killed a warrior who had exchanged blood for the third realm, what's so great about it? There is no need to be afraid of being like this!"

Tie Youlong snorted heavily, he and Zhang Xu'ao both exchanged blood for the third realm.

One person casts the Zangliu Dharma Body, and the other casts the Hundred Poison Dharma Body.

The former controls the trend and is invisible and traceless.

The latter refines poison like poison and nourishes flesh and blood.

The properties are different, but they are all extremely powerful.

Only then can he have been in the world for more than ten years and earn a solid position in the top three of the black list.

"The scholar is right, it is better to be careful."

A hoarse voice interrupted the argument between the two.

Tie Youlong and Zhang Xu'ao turned off the flames instantly.

After all, he faced Xian Yuchou, the most powerful general in the gang.

Both of them are considered juniors.

Regardless of age or martial arts.

The other side is far superior.

In fact, that was the reason why Tie Youlong and Zhang Xu'ao agreed.

Part of it was also because I heard He Yunchou asked General Xian Yuchou to move the Shencrow.

The two wanted to see his unique and famous stunt, the dragon, tiger and thunderbolt.

It is said that this is a powerful gunpowder that can hurt the Grand Master.

Use secret methods to transform it into your lungs.

When facing an enemy, it makes two sounds: hum and ha.

It has unparalleled attack and killing power.

"That old monk... is a bit tricky."

Xian Yuchou was wrapped in a long gray robe, covering his head and face as if he was suffering from leprosy.

The voice was hoarse like a crow, with a harsh tone.

"What should I say? Mr. Xian saw his way?"

Tie Youlong's heart trembled, and he couldn't help but become nervous.

"No, but his body is decaying, like a dying man, and he doesn't appear to be a master of the four realms at all... There are only two possibilities.

Either the old monk suffered a hidden injury and his foundation was destroyed, so he had to lock his energy and blood into his body and suppress himself;

Or he is a great virtuous monk who has cultivated the Dharmakaya to the mysterious level of permanent residence in the great world.

To achieve the so-called ‘real person does not show his appearance’, it is difficult for the naked eye to penetrate.”

Divine Crow General Xian Yuchou guessed.

"If it's the second type, then I'm afraid this person's martial arts skills are not inferior to mine, and the three of us need to work together.

The price of this business also needs to be recalculated, He Yunchou must add..."

Tap tap tap.

The weather is cool and foggy.

Straw sandals step on the bluestone.

The sound of footsteps came from far to near.

All of a sudden.

The three of them looked at each other, all surprised.

"Impossible! I specially sprinkled color and scent powder when I left, which is enough to cover up our smell! Even if this thief has a dog nose..."

Tie Youlong, who was nowhere to be seen, opened his eyes wide, with obvious surprise flashing in his eyes.

"People in the world say that you are a lone traveler, and even the six gates of magic can't trace you.

Now he has suffered a huge setback, which is really funny!"

The poisonous-handed scholar held the folding fan and sneered.

"Poor, don't be arrogant!

In my opinion, if the old monk dares to come here alone, he should be killed right here!

With our skills, we can kill him before alerting the patrolling soldiers!"

Tie Youlong was born lean, with a murderous aura in his chest.

He raised his eyes and looked at the pitch-black night that enveloped the whole place. Amidst the mist, a hunched figure was looming.

"You're crazy, I'm not.

This is the inner city, at the feet of the saint.

If we are targeted by the government, where can we run?"

The poisonous scholar is very cautious. The place with the most great masters in the world is none other than Tianjing.

Not to mention anything else, there are only Tan Wenying of the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion, Qin Tianjian Zheng of the Divine Dragon, and the Ying Governor of the Jing Dynasty Saint who is in retreat to protect the Dharma.

It will be enough to be proud of the world and reach the top.

Not to mention the several Confucian sages in the cabinet, the second-rank officials of the six ministries of the dynasty, and the old immortal who lived in seclusion in the imperial city.

Therefore, Jianghu people are most reluctant to come to Daming Mansion and regard it as a dragon's pond and a tiger's den.

People outside can still run away if they violate the laws of Jing Dynasty.

Once you enter Tianjing, you will most likely end up being helpless and helpless.

"You really are getting cowardly as you get older. It's close to the curfew, and there are no pedestrians and no officers and soldiers!

Since the thief Bald Ass has noticed it, if he doesn’t kill him now, how long will he have to wait?!”

Tie Youlong pulled out a long sword made of soft jade and elastic steel from his waist. The material's hardness and softness changed at will, and its toughness was extremely amazing.

"What you said is right without a trace. Now that the matter has come to this, let's kill the old monk quickly.

Anyway, He Yunchou has taken over three and a half of the leadership positions, so with his protection, we should be safe."

Divine Crow General Xian Yuchou was wrapped in a gray robe, with two points of light shining in his eyes.

"Tie Youlong will fight first to find out the details. Scholar, you will find an opportunity to use poison.

I will be on the side to assist you, and as long as you seize the momentary flaw, you can use the dragon-tiger thunderbolt."

Hearing what General Shenya said, the poisonous scholar Zhang Xu'ao could only nod his head in agreement.

The three of them are all veteran Jiang Hus who have been famous for a long time. Once they decide to join forces to encircle and kill, they will use their own weapons.

Tread.

The footsteps are getting closer.

The skinny and old killer monk slowly walked out of the mist.

He held the broken alms bowl, looked at the three of them with cloudy eyes, and said:
To be continued...